Chapter 1359

This is a strong world, which has never changed since ancient times.

The steps of history will not forget that bloody memory. I will never forget what a group of bandits from the island countries have done to China.

TL group may have become a history, but if the conflict between China and Japan is not completely resolved, it will not be long before the new anti China organization will continue to grow in other names, even more than the influence of TL organization. In fact, there is no other way to solve this contradiction except by force.

From the top to the bottom, from the big to the small, I confront the Japanese in front of me. What I face is not an exchange competition. We each have our own mood. The contempt and anger in his eyes belong to a kind of abnormal narcissism. The Japanese are blindly confident and arrogant. The only thing we can do is to use our swords.

We are not just fighting for the individual, fighting for honor. Among them, there are the grudges of the two countries and the enmities of the two teams. Yes, the Japanese have never looked down upon the Chinese. This time they came to the United States to participate in the exchange meeting. The Japanese team, led by shinlong Yamamoto, has been asking for the trouble of the Chinese guards out of nothing. He thinks that the United States is the big brother of Japan. On this land, they want to make Chinese guards face nothing. They are also very good at using intrigues. They have created a "challenge book" so strangely that we have no choice. Director Qi risked his life alone, only to be welcomed by them. If this is not a naked provocation and demonstration, there is no other reasonable explanation.

The complex state of mind makes me carefully examine the Qiao yeshenyuan in front of me. I can even see clearly that he has several fierce moles on his face and which part of his clothes has dust.

Of course, Qiao yeshenyuan looked at me the same way. His disdainful smile was on his lips all the time, and his tight cheeks indicated that he would revenge for his Japanese colleague Matsushita Inoue.

But in fact, it's us who should be avenged. They have always been provocations, aggressors.

When the referee's whistle rang and the moment we cut through the sky, we were like two runaway wild horses rushing to each other.

Waves of wind indicate speed and strength.

One of his long fists, when facing me, came out quickly and hit me in the chest.

I didn't dodge, but I managed to catch the punch. A slight pain at the same time, my body quickly squatted down, a low sweeping legs, an instant will Qiao yeshenyuan swept to the ground.

It's not autumn wind sweeping leaves, it's quick knife cutting chaos.

When he fell to the ground, his arms were propped up quickly. He turned a beautiful heel and stood steadily at the corner of the rope.

Cheers and shouts are like thunder. I heard the voice of Yu Meng: Zhao long, knock him down, knock him down! You can do it!

I also heard the voice of director Qi, Qiao Ling and Qi mengyan: come on, Zhao long, steady fight! Steady fight!

We continue to rush to the other side. Maybe Joe yeshenyuan is worried that I will use the low position to sweep the bore. The center of gravity is very low, the binding step is quite stable and the defense is tight.

I just changed my tactics. At the same time, I quickly raised my knee. The top of my knee was suddenly covered by thunder, and it hit Joe yeshenyuan's crotch. He covered his crotch with a sound of "ah".

Yamamoto Xinlong, under the challenge arena, frantically shouted in Japanese to Qiao yeshenyuan: baga! Joey, where's your tough guy? Where did you go with the courage of one against ten? Facing a Chinese, where is your potential? You should cheer up and be loyal to the emperor. Defeat your opponent, defeat the Chinese in front of you, you will be the pride of the Empire!

Such encouragement of dog blood is quite effective for the Japanese. For a while, Qiao yeshen seemed to have been beaten with dog blood. He released his hand covering his crotch and tried to launch a fierce attack on me.

But in fact, in front of me, this Japanese prodigal, basically has no threat to speak of. There is no doubt that he is a master, and there is no flaw in attack and defense, but I just used flexible attack and defense techniques, so that he could not understand my motivation and goal. He's fast. I'm faster than him. So, when I shot, I felt at ease.

He continued to fight, like a mad dog, and he began to give up his defense and turn it into a crazy attack.

It's true that attack is the best defense. His body is stronger and his attack is not ambiguous. The power of roaring is terrible, and the power of madman is even more terrible. Although I have some admiration for the loyalty of these dogs, who are firmly controlled by the emperor of Japan, they are not very lucky. I'm like an enraged lion. The provocation of the Japanese representative has been depressing me for a long time. I've been looking for an opportunity to explode.

Now it is! The best time!

I believe I've never been so crazy before. I quickly grabbed Qiao yeshenyuan's collar, pulled him up hard and drew a semicircle around his body. Then, a is pedaling past, Qiao yeshen, like a marble, bounced out, his body on the rope, and was bounced back.

He's more angry! But no more angry wolf cubs can compete with a crazy lion.

I dodged his sharp revenge and swam nimbly. He couldn't see me. He even used his milk power to sweep his fists and feet like a whirlwind.

I've been hiding. After hiding for half a minute, I took a chance to fly out and hit Qiao yeshenyuan's crazy shin. This foot, unexpectedly forcefully will Qiao Ye Shen Yuan, kicked out a beautiful back somersault.

It's a pity that he didn't land perfectly, but fell heavily on the ground.

The referee was about to pass for a few seconds when he gave a hoarse shout and his body bounced off the ground.

He became more angry and began to defend and attack with more vigilance. He had already realized my strength, realized that his two brushes were not enough to compete with me.

He even began to commit suicide. He wanted to control me by throwing me to the ground in the way of a vicious dog. But when his body came straight from the air, I had prepared a series of leg techniques: first, a foot to ease the force of attack, then a foot to kick in the shoulder of yoshinwon to force his body to rotate. In the end, the key step is to use the power of volley to sweep the army between legs!

His head was swept!

I even heard a click.

It may not be a fracture or dislocation, but there is no doubt that his neck joint has been severely damaged.

He still got up tenaciously from the ground, shook his neck, looked at me fiercely, and muttered something at the corner of his mouth.

At this time, the ending bell of the first round suddenly rings.

The referee held up my hand to announce: this bureau, China's Zhao Long wins!

The program is still going on. After a short rest and adjustment, we are back on the challenge stage.

After a week around, the referee whistled to signal that a new round of competition had begun.

My fist clenched, and Qiao yeshen had lost some energy in the first set. Although, in front of him, put on a look of indifference.

Chinese and overseas Chinese, the audience, are all cheering for me. Countless little red flags are converging into this special melody of foreign countries.

In the second set, my fighting spirit was further aroused. Fierce and bloody revenge had been broadcast in my heart. For the Japanese, I have no room for mercy.

Only hatred and anger can be turned into the power of fists and feet.

The sharpness of fists and feet, against the power of anger, the roaring fist style, is no less than the majesty of bullets.

Bloody, the arena has always been a bloody battlefield, although we use the most primitive way of fighting. But there is no doubt that in the face of our opponents, there is no room for us to be soft. Especially for a hateful opponent.

Qiao yeshenyuan ducked awkwardly. In the first set, he was doomed to be inferior. Although he tried his best to shine calmly in the second set, he could not change the situation.

A sharp side hook, sweeping past, hit Qiao yeshenyuan's temple. With a sound of "ah", he tilted his body at an angle of 60 degrees, at the same time spouting a thick mouth of blood from his mouth.

The audience under the stage were already stunned. Some timid women covered their eyes and dared not face the bloody scene.

If my opponent is anyone in any country, I will not be so crazy. But he is Japanese, his identity is doomed to his fate. His fate is doomed to the cruel reality. Their successive provocations have brought all our endurance to the limit. The only thing we can do is to teach them in the arena.

I'm using a series of fists, frantically chasing. Qiao yeshenyuan is driven to the rope, a fierce kick, Qiao yeshenyuan has no room to fight back.

A quick and powerful hook, in the air quickly friction out of the bloody melody, forced to his chin.

Just listen to the sound of "Ka", the bones of Qiao yeshen's head make crisp sounds. Blood spewed out of the mouth.

It is reasonable to say that his colleagues are beaten like this. If they are leaders of other countries, they may throw white flags to surrender and keep their names. But different from the Japanese, the Japanese representatives headed by shinlong Yamamoto stared at the numb Qiao yeshenyuan and encouraged him to cheer up in the name of the emperor.

Qiao yeshen wanted to cheer up, but the physical injury and physical strength confirmed that what kind of incentive, it is impossible to save the situation at this moment.

I didn't show any mercy. My fists and feet were together. There was thunder and lightning.

At the end of the second set, Qiao yeshenyuan was already in a mess. His body was blue and purple, and he was seriously injured. He propped one arm on his knee, gasped heavily, and his mouth was dripping with blood.

Sitting in the corner, Meng beat my back for me. Director Qi made a summary: Zhao long played very well, and little Japanese didn't even start.