Chapter 705

Takahashi Ichiro was angry, looked up and down at Zhao Qiang, clenched his fist and said in a deep voice, "what a great joke. You deserve to challenge my master?"

"Whether you deserve it or not is not said by mouth, but by hand."

"Hum! If you want to see my master, pass me first."

Takahashi roared, suddenly jumped up high and kicked Zhao Qiang's head with a heavy whip.

"I dare to show my eyes in front of me."

Zhao Qiang snorted and raised his hand.

Hearing a loud bang, Ichiro Takahashi was like a broken kite. Finally, he fell heavily to the ground, his blood rolled in his body, his face turned white, and spit out several mouthfuls of blood.

Seeing this scene, dozens of karate librarians around were shocked and angry. Without Takahashi's orders, all karate librarians rushed to Zhao Qiang like crazy.

"Garbage is garbage."

Zhao Qiang smiled coldly, like a tiger out of the cage, rushed forward and punched again. Within a few minutes, he knocked dozens of karate members to the ground, all screaming and unable to get up from the ground.

"Ouch! My legs are broken."

"It hurts me."

“……”

Zhao Qiang glanced at Ichiro Takahashi and others and said in a deep voice, "I don't want to repeat it again. Let your master roll out to see me."

At this moment, no one dared not take what Zhao Qiang said to heart. Someone touched their mobile phone and made a phone call. Now only their revered master is Zhao Qiang's opponent.

No one dares to come to the extreme karate hall for a long time. If Zhao Qiang can't be cleaned up this time, who will pay attention to the extreme karate hall in the future? Those peers can drown them with a mouthful of saliva.

Zhao Qiang found a place for the old God to sit down freely.

After waiting for about half an hour, the master of karate, Yifu Watanabe, who claims to have never been defeated, came in with a gloomy face. He rushed over immediately after he got the news. He really deceived people. He has forgotten how long no one dared to challenge his majesty?

After glancing at the karate disciples lying around, Watanabe's face was a little ugly. He stamped his foot and said in a deep voice, "it's all waste. Get up."

No matter how painful the body was, they all stood up under the leadership of Ichiro Takahashi.

Ichiro Takahashi trotted to Ichiro Watanabe, bent over and saluted, "master, you're finally here."

With a flash of cold light in his eyes, Watanabe raised his hand and slapped Ichiro Takahashi: "you've lost all my useless things. Don't say I'm Watanabe's apprentice in the future."

"Yes, yes, I'm ashamed of you. I'll practice more frequently in the future." Ichiro Takahashi said in a trembling voice, covering his sore cheek.

Watanabe glanced coldly at the members with their heads bowed around and said in a deep voice: "you are not worthy to be a member of extreme karate. Now you disappear from my eyes immediately."

Hearing this sentence, no matter how much reluctance in my heart, all karate members left dejected. At the extreme karate Museum, what Watanabe said is the imperial edict, and no one dares to disobey.

After finishing these, Watanabe severely scolded Ichiro Takahashi, which cast a cold eye on Zhao Qiang: "I have no grievances with you. Why do you come to the door to kick the hall? Who sent you?"

Zhao Qiang got up slowly and said coldly, "when I first came to the island, I heard that you, a karate master, didn't lose, so I'll see."

Watanabe shook his sleeves and angrily hummed: "you are not worthy to be my opponent. Tell me who is behind the scenes. I can let you die easily."

Takahashi Ichiro hated Zhao Qiang. At this time, he would not miss the opportunity to attack and immediately jumped out and roared: "asshole, my master is kind and gives you a chance. You don't kneel down and apologize immediately, tell the truth and appreciate it, ha ha..."

Zhao Qiang outlined a wicked smile on the corner of his mouth and waved it with his hand. A silver cloud attacked Ichiro Takahashi as fast as lightning.

"You dare."

Watanabe did not expect that Zhao Qiang would suddenly make a move, yell and save him, but it was still a step too late.

He saw Ichiro Takahashi slowly fall to the ground with a silver needle stuck on his forehead. He twitched a few times and died. His eyes widened after his death. He never dreamed that he would be in the extreme karate hall, and when Shifu Watanabe saved him.

"There's a way to heaven. If you don't go, there's no door to hell."

Zhao Qiang snorted coldly, opened a posture, stared at Yifu Watanabe and said in a deep voice: "your apprentice was killed by me. Why? Don't you want to avenge him? Or don't you dare to avenge him. If you say yes, I'll leave now."

Watanabe was really irritated. Like a flash of lightning, he swished two times in front of Zhao Qiang, and hit Zhao Qiang's important parts with his hands and legs like raindrops.

"Well come, let you taste the history of tongarm Shenquan."

Zhao Qiang shouted and launched a counterattack.

Karate is a combination of the island's traditional fighting skills and the Ryukyu martial arts tangshou. It pays attention to a variety of techniques, such as kicking, hitting, falling, holding, throwing, locking, twisting, reverse skills, acupoint pointing and so on.

Watanabe is called a great master. Naturally, his strength is not covered. By practicing these techniques to the top, coupled with strong internal strength, his power is quite terrible.

In just a few minutes, Zhao Qiang had dozens of moves with Mr. Watanabe. He had to admit that Mr. Watanabe's strength was good. No wonder he could break such a big name in the island country. This myth will end in his hands today.

"Bang bang!" A few.

Watanabe and Ichiro Takahashi slapped each other, stepped back, stood firm, stared at Zhao Qiang and asked word by word: "who are you? With your skill, you can't be a nobody."

"Zhao Qiang."

Hearing the name, Watanabe was shocked. He took a few steps back to stand firm. He looked at Zhao Qiang with a complex look and said in a trembling voice: "you, you are the young martial god of China. When did you come to the island country? I have no enemies with you. Why did you find me?"

Zhao Qiang also wants to know the last question, but he doesn't know it at present. In order to save Qin Fenghuang's life, he can only save Mr. Watanabe. Anyway, this guy will kill him.

"Don't talk nonsense. Today, you and I are not only high and low, but also life and death."

Although Watanabe was angered, he knew that Zhao Qiang was strong. He didn't want to be really immortal. He pressed his anger and squeezed out a smile worse than crying: "I don't know how much he offended when the young martial god arrived. Please don't take it to heart. I think we might as well find a place to talk and solve any misunderstandings."

Zhao Qiang shrugged his shoulders and said with a smile: "Karate masters who are famous in the island country will also be afraid! I think you are not as good as the waste you just drove away. A warrior is nothing without the heart of a brave man."

Watanabe's face was as black as the bottom of the pot. He clenched his fist and clenched his teeth and said, "Zhao Qiang, I'll ask you one last question. Do you really want to live with me?"