"Yes." Zhao Xuan and Liang Juntao nodded almost at the same time, and then the three of them walked forward together. Because they deliberately speeded up their pace, they quickly caught up with the team.

But when they reached the end of the team, Yu Han smiled and said, "Senior Brother Liang, you go to the master's place, I'll be with Junior Brother Zhao."

This sentence made Liang Juntao stunned. He looked at Zhao Xuan in astonishment. Suddenly there was a hint of vigilance in his eyes. After this hint of vigilance appeared, Zhao Xuan also suddenly realized on the spot that Liang Juntao came here before the relationship. It was not because he had a good memory that he suddenly realized that he was

Are you just trying to be wary of his relationship with Yu Han?

Zhao Xuan also looked at Yu Han strangely. He didn't know why this "senior sister" wanted to stay with him. Couldn't he just follow the team from his martial arts school?

But this time, he just received a strange look. Those big bright eyes seemed to say, she just helped you once, and this time it is you who will help.

Zhao Xuan was dumbfounded. Didn't this "senior sister" not want to be with senior brother Liang at all? Was she using herself as a shield?

When Zhao Xuan was dumbfounded, Liang Juntao also smiled, "Actually, we are the same wherever we are. Master and Master Du are together. We disciples are the same wherever we go. Besides, there are only two of us in our martial arts school."

While they were joking, Liang Juntao frowned slightly and glanced at Zhao Xuan before smiling and saying, "Junior Brother Zhao, it's you. There seem to be a lot of people coming to your Yang's Boxing Gym. It's not appropriate for you to be left behind."

Zhao Xuan shook his head speechlessly. He didn't know which Yang's Boxing Gym was at all. "It's okay. My strength is too low, so I won't follow."

"Oh, you're welcome. Your Yang's Boxing Gym is a great martial arts gym. Master Yang is a great master in the Chinese martial arts community in Tokyo. He is one of the signature cards. How can Junior Brother Zhao's strength be so low? I think we can compare with each other if we have time.

For a moment." Liang Juntao chuckled and looked at Zhao Xuan kindly.

However, what he said did not seem to be very kind. He was about to discuss with Zhao Xuan, but one sentence made Zhao Xuan very depressed. He gave Liang Juntao a helpless look, this is an unreasonable disaster.

"Okay. Don't just want to spar with anyone you meet. How can you do that?" Yu Han also rolled his eyes speechlessly.

Liang Juntao smiled and said, "What's the matter? We are all martial arts practitioners. It's normal for us to spar. Why, Junior Brother Zhao, don't you dare? If Master Yang knew about this, it would be a big loss for him.

Such a prestigious reputation."

The guy who was joking even reached out and patted Zhao Xuan on the shoulder. Zhao Xuan frowned immediately. He flashed past. Isn't this guy a little nervous? Just because Yu Han wanted to discuss with him just because he said a word, the words were crowded.

Forget it and just reach out?

"Okay, let the master see what it looks like, and don't even look at where this place is." Yu Han also scolded and looked at Liang Juntao with dissatisfaction.

Liang Juntao waved his hand in the air, looking somewhat resentful, but when he looked at Zhao Xuan again, there was a hint of surprise in his eyes. It seemed that he did not expect that this guy could actually escape.

Yu Han didn't give him a chance to be surprised. He turned around and took Zhao Xuan's hand. "Junior Brother Zhao, let's go."

Zhao Xuan dodged again, baring his teeth slightly. Why are these two so easy to do anything to? Even if Yu Han is a beauty, she can't be so casual.

Well, Yu Han was also startled. After looking at Zhao Xuan, he suddenly smiled. Those big talking eyes were full of affection, as if to say, you won't be so stingy.

The two of them were flirting with each other, but Liang Juntao was very angry. His depressed eyes kept looking at Zhao Xuan, and the more he looked at him, the more depressed he became. No matter how he looked at Zhao Xuan, he was not as handsome as him, not taller than him, but just better than him.

Fair and elegant, with a bit of temperament...

"Let's go, or we'll be delayed again." Zhao Xuan shook his head helplessly and walked away.

Over there, Yu Han caught up again and whispered in Zhao Xuan's ear, "Hey, are you really so stingy? I helped you once, and you don't even do this little favor?"

"That can't be used as a shield for you." Zhao Xuan also said in a low voice, "Besides, you said that I am from Yang's Boxing Gym. Wouldn't it be revealed if he asked someone from that gym?"

"Hehe, he had a sparring match with people from Yang's Boxing Gym, and he was so embarrassed that he couldn't ask." Yu Han whispered with a smile, and Zhao Xuan's eyes lit up. It turned out that this girl also

This is not just nonsense.

The two of them were talking and laughing, and followed the large troops in front of them at the end of the team, directly ignoring Liang Juntao, which made the man's face gradually become gloomy.

But soon, everyone's attention gradually shifted.

Because they had been walking for so long, they had already walked a hundred meters and still hadn’t reached the place. A wave of low shouts quickly sounded in the crowd. But, even if they were experts, could their voices spread that far? They were outside before.

I heard Watanabe’s words clearly.

Of course, if a master screams with all his strength, it is not uncommon for the sound to be transmitted for one or two hundred meters, but Watanabe's words just now were slow and leisurely, neither light nor heavy, just like the casual words of ordinary people, but they can be spread so far? So far?

Can people hear it clearly?

"No way, that Watanabe's voice can travel so far and be so peaceful? Hiss..." Yu Han, who was walking beside Zhao Xuan, exclaimed, his eyes full of shock.

Liang Juntao, who had followed him unknowingly before, was also shocked, but he still smiled and said, "What's the point? Master Du's voice was also heard before."

Yu Han, who only said one sentence, was startled and nodded suddenly.

Zhao Xuan was the only one who remained silent. Although Master Du had a strong voice before, his voice was not loud either. It only reached exhaustion after being transmitted for more than a hundred meters. When it continued to be transmitted outwards, it was basically to a negligible level. Compared with

If the whisper is still low, Watanabe will notice it, just because the other party has strong hearing.

The two people around them had no idea that Master Du and Master Ma, who were walking in the front with great confidence, were already a little green in the face.

Among masters, even if there is no real competition, some slight comparisons can still give clues.

In silence, the group of people walked out for about a hundred meters before finally arriving in front of a Japanese-style wooden house, surrounded by a forest of cherry blossoms.

When we arrived here, in the Japanese-style building hall in the open door ahead, several figures kneeling on the tatami and drinking wine peacefully fell into everyone's eyes. On the left side was an old man in his fifties.

His face was calm and quiet, with a hint of melancholy. Opposite the old man were three other men, one was a middle-aged man in his forties. He was wearing a white judo uniform, and there was a bald man in his thirties.

And a handsome man in his forties with a trace of scar on his face.

The middle-aged man in judo uniform, the scarred man and the bald man were all following the old man opposite as they raised their cups. They held the cups with both hands respectfully.

Several people didn't even look outside. And under the eaves outside the hall, there were also kneeling and respectful figures, about twenty of them, sitting neatly in two rows, looking at the approaching people with knife-like eyes.

of people.

"Mr. Watanabe, my Excellency Du Yongchun, I took the liberty of visiting today. I hope to discuss some matters with Mr. Watanabe on behalf of the Chinese martial arts community in Tokyo." Master Du, who took the lead, also stood in the courtyard and looked at the people drinking on the tatami more than ten meters away.

The few people in Xiaojiu glanced at each other and then clasped their fists. After all, he was the number one master who was famous throughout the island country. His reputation had not faded for about twenty years, so Du Yongchun's words were also very polite. It is not surprising that there are so many people here. They

A group of people are coming to visit. How can these local cowards in the island country's martial arts community know nothing about it? After all, this matter has not been going on for a day or two.

The four people drinking inside are the most powerful masters in the entire island country today. One is Watanabe Jiuzang, who is enigmatic, and the other three are the A-level and two double-B masters.

After Du Yongchun opened his mouth, the people in the hall still didn't look at him. The old man sitting alone on the other side toasted respectfully, then just grabbed his own cup and handed it to his eyes. He sniffed it under his nose.

Then he suddenly let out a sigh.

There is a touch of sadness and melancholy in this sigh, and a strange feeling suddenly rises in the hearts of those who listen to it, as if the old man in front of him seems a little sad, and there is a trace of dissatisfaction and indignation hidden in the sadness.

The sigh made a group of people in the courtyard frown and become suspicious. However, the middle-aged man in judo uniform sitting opposite the old man chirped a few words.

These words were in the language of the island country. Zhao Xuan was completely puzzled, but he clearly found that many people's expressions changed.

"What he said is that you, old man, are indeed too low-key. Now all kinds of cats and dogs are coming to disturb your cleaning, just to give them some color." A man in Tang suit next to Du Yongchun translated in a low voice.

As soon as the translation came, the expressions of Du Yongchun and Master Ma also changed, looking a little ugly and scary.

With an ugly face, Watanabe Kuzo raised his hand, and a glass of sake fell down his throat. Then he got up from the tatami, holding his wooden geta, and walked slowly with his hands behind his back.

Just like a very ordinary old man, he walked out of the hall and walked under the eaves. His eyes swept over Du Yongchun and others, and he said something in a very regretful voice.

As soon as Watanabe stood up, there was a lot of movement among the others. The three drinkers had already lowered their hands and bowed down to follow him respectfully. The men in the two rows at the door also bent down and bowed their heads in piety and respect, while Hideo Yamamoto stood carefully at the Watanabe.

Bian Jiuzhi looked to the courtyard with a trace of ridicule in his eyes, and said in blunt Mandarin, "What Master means is that Chinese martial arts are just sideshows that cannot be put on the stage. Allowing you to open a gym in Tokyo to recruit disciples is already

I have given you such a great gift, but you weaklings still try to get the same treatment as our empire’s martial arts community. It’s simply ridiculous. He is already filled with grief and indignation at your ignorance.”

Boom~

Following a burst of translation, the expressions of the group of people in the courtyard suddenly changed again. They all looked forward with livid expressions. Many young people were even furious, and they all clenched their fists and stared.

Even Du Yongchun and Master Ma turned green on the spot, their faces were green, but Du Yongchun also coughed lightly, "Mr. Watanabe, I respect you as the number one master in the island country, and I wanted to have a peaceful talk with you, but

Isn’t this a little too much for you?”

Du Yongchun's words were still smooth, clear and brisk, but after these words were translated by Yamamoto Hideo, Watanabe Jiuzang also laughed, as if he was looking at a clown, with a trace of amusement flashing in his eyes.

Shaking his head helplessly, Watanabe Jiuzang waved his hand and looked up at the sky.

Yamamoto Hideo also immediately sneered, "Only you, what qualifications do you have to talk to Master? I don't know."

These words were indeed a bit hurtful. Du Yongchun, who could have spoken calmly at first, turned frighteningly green on the spot, "Ha, then I have to learn Mr. Watanabe's clever trick." (To be continued. If you like this work, welcome.

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