Return of the Soldier King

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"Why is Li Shilong here?"

Li Tiejun's face at Huhai University was quite wide, and he asked a familiar student.

"Why is he here? Come challenge Yamamoto's chant!"

The student gave Li Tiejun a glance and said proudly.

"Challenge Yamamoto?"

Li Tiejun's face is shocked. Li Shilong is a serious Sanda champion. He is a well-known master in the martial arts industry in China, and he has been famous for a long time. Many newcomers want to challenge him, which is hard to find!

Such a person would actually challenge a college student who has not yet graduated. If it spreads, is Li Shilong not afraid of ridicule by the martial arts community?

"What's so strange. Our Chairman Yamamoto is not an ordinary person. He is often challenged by experts in the martial arts world. Although Li Shilong is a little famous, he is not a real big man!"

The student continued.

Li Tiejun couldn't help but take a breath. He knew that Yamamoto was very strong, but he didn't expect it to be so strong that a master like Li Shilong would go to the door to fight.

It seems that the rise of the Karate Department is not accidental. With only Yamamoto Takeshi, the fighting club of Huhai University is not even an opponent even if it is swarming.

At this moment, the competition has begun. The figures of Yamamoto Takeshi and Li Shilong are intertwined and fought. The battle is fierce and dazzling.

Many students are loudly applauding Yamamoto.

Ye Fei looked at it for two times, and then he shook his head and sighed.

"Ye Fei ... What are you sighing, the game has just started!"

Li Tiejun surprised.

"Your idol Li Shilong is powerful, but it is only the level of an athlete. When he meets a real warrior ... he is not an opponent, and this Yamamoto Takeshi, although arrogant and nasty, has to admit that he is a warrior!"

Ye Fei murmured.

"What do you mean?"

Li Tiejun did not understand.

"Meaning, within three strokes of Li Shilong, he will definitely lose!"

Ye Fei shook his head.

"I do not believe..."

Li Tiejun's words were not finished yet. I saw that in the middle of the venue, Yamamoto took a whirlwind and swept Li Shilong, the three provincial champions, and vomited blood on the ground!

"Lost!"

Li Tiejun was dumbfounded.

"Failed so quickly!"

Seeing Li Shilong's miserable situation, nearly a hundred students off the court were all cold.

Li Shilong ’s reputation has been heard by anyone who has been in contact with fighting and fighting. It is known as the superstar in the Chinese Sanda world. In recent years, he is the most likely to win the national Sanda champion. It is too disparate!

"On your level, you can still get the title of boxing champion? Your Chinese martial arts are really rubbish!"

Taken Yamamoto's thumb down, a look of contempt.

"Win is victory, defeat is defeat. You can insult me, but I am not good at learning! But please don't insult the Chinese martial arts! The karate you used has not evolved from the Tang hand, what is Tang? I believe you are better than me More clearly! "

Li Shilong wiped the blood stains on the corners of his mouth and spit out a **** spit, staring at Yamamoto Takeshi. Although he lost, he still had the guts and iron bones!

Many students under the stage nodded slightly.

Although they succumbed to the obscene prestige of Yamamoto and joined the Karate Association, most people were not convinced, at least they sneered at the powerful theory of karate, such as the military martial arts of Yamamoto.

Hearing Li Shilong's words and seeing some students nod their heads in agreement, Yamamoto's complexion gradually became gloomy, and he said coldly:

"Huh, you Chinese people are so ignorant, always think that your civilization is long, everything originates from you! I tell you, what your Chinese martial arts are long outdated, it is a pile of garbage, otherwise you are now What is the use of Sanda? Is that Chinese martial arts? Even Sanda, in front of karate, is also vulnerable! "

Hearing Yamamoto's words, the students on the field all looked ugly.

An RB person insults China in public, and any Chinese person with a conscience feels filled with righteous indignation!

"I tell you! Your Chinese martial arts are just flashy dances! I barely count Sanda as Chinese martial arts, but that is useless. Speaking of combat ability, it is not worthy of karate shoes!"

Yamamoto Takeu looked at a group of people in the distance. They came with Li Shilong, his brother and sister, cheering for him today, a grin appeared on the corner of his mouth, and loudly said: "Of course, I know that you are not very good now Be convinced! It does n’t matter, I will give you the opportunity to prove it! As long as any of you can defeat me no matter what method! I will admit that Chinese martial arts is a true martial arts, otherwise ... it ’s a bunch of garbage! Stop practicing, follow me to practice karate! "

As soon as Yamamoto Takeo's arrogant words were spoken, the audience was like a frypot!

"This little RB is so arrogant!"

"I really think I am a big country, can no one cure you?"

"Uncle Shi, let me go this time and avenge Brother Li Shilong!"

A young Sanda master is eager to try.

"Be careful!"

A middle-aged man said in a deep voice.

Unfortunately, the young man had just jumped to the center and hadn't stood firm yet. Yamamoto took a kick from the side and kicked fiercely in his waist, kicking him out of the air.

Yamamoto took great strength in his legs. After the young man was kicked, several ribs were broken. The whole person flew out three or four meters away, and passed directly into a coma.

"Unbearable! Next one!"

Yamamoto Takeu embraced both hands and said coldly.

"Damn, it's just a matter of discussion, and you're such a heavy hand! It just doesn't take us in the eye!"

The middle-aged man called Shishu finally couldn't sit still. The whole person jumped up and arrived on the field.

"Yes, I really don't take you in your eyes!"

Yamamoto Wu smiled coldly, jumped forward, and hit his chest with a straight fist.

Uncle Shi did not dare to neglect, and quickly crossed his hands to block the blow!

boom!

Taken Yamamoto a heavy punch, sturdy on his arms!

Pedal Pedal!

The middle-aged man took three steps backwards. His chest was full of blood and blood, his throat was sweet, and he almost spit out a blood.

It was only then that he knew how terrible Yamamoto Mu was. Every part of his body was trained as a murder weapon by punching him. It was as terrifying as a hammer strike.

A grin reappeared in the corner of Yamamoto's mouth, and a whip leg swept across the middle-aged waist!

In between the middle-aged man in a hurry, reach out and stop!

Click!

This leg happened to be on the joint, kicking off the middle-aged man's right arm directly, the arm twisted into a weird angle!

"Ouch!"

Just two moves, Li Shilong's uncle also suffered a fiasco!

On the side, Ye Fei looked coldly and had to admit that this Yamamoto Takeshi is a tricky character!

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