With Tang Yi's roar, the crowd instinctively looked at him.

With the people separated, Tang Yi jumped out and came to the high platform. He was ready to make a stunning appearance.

In order to be conspicuous, Qin Meng built a high platform with a footstep and a red carpet.

But Tang Yi naturally wouldn't leave like this, otherwise wouldn't he be embarrassed?

Before coming to the arena, Tang Yi did not go to the stairs, but instead rushed to the row of security guards standing in front of the arena.

They were wearing black tops with their hands behind their backs and sunglasses, pretending to be fierce.

But he didn't expect that Tang Yi would come to them without any mercy. He kicked his feet and several strong men, both big and thick, were overturned to the ground.

Everything was too fast, and these security guards never thought that Tang Yi would use them as stepping stones.

Tang Yi's feet were fierce and he kicked them, screaming in pain.

"Is it so easy to be a Japanese dog?"

After kicking a guy over, Tang Yi stepped on the back of a security guard kneeling on the ground and jumped towards the four people stacked together.

His left foot was heavily on the waist of the unlucky guy's back, and then a flip fell on the stage, so light.

"Okay! Beautiful!"

"This is the hero!"

"Supporting!"

As soon as they landed on the stage, thunderous applause suddenly echoed from the audience.

Most of the people who cheered were locals, and as for those in front of the stage, they were all gangsters who had nothing to do.

They who bully their neighbors on weekdays have been beaten up now, and beating and scolding the Japanese in this environment is so exciting.

The depression that was pressing in his heart began to vent his anger as Tang Yi came to power.

The people who did not dare to provoke these guys are now cheering loudly.

"It's him! Tang Yi is here!"

Qin Meng, standing on the ring, recognized Tang Yi at a glance.

Without the courage to pick up the microphone, he hurriedly took a few steps back, retreated to the side of Miyahira Kira who was still kneeling there, and pointed at Tang Yi and said.

Miyahei Yoshira opened her eyes slowly, and her knees were pressing, and she stood up.

The samurai sword in his hand was thrown at the back and landed accurately on the shelf several meters behind him.

"I finally waited for you to come!"

Yoshira Miyasu took off his headphones and looked at Tang Yi with fierce eyes.

"If you don't come, you can't kneel down for a long time?"

Tang Yi sneered, but again, he did not have any arrogant heart.

Just based on the observations in the audience and the current feelings, Tang Yi was sure that the other party was a character.

The strength is definitely above the Japanese devil I met before. It seems that the other party has invited a good player.

"Don't be so quick. I set off the ring for three days, just to wait for you to come out. I thought you were so scared that you ran away from here. I didn't expect you to have the courage to come back!"

Miyahei Yoshira's Chinese is as fluent as Yamada's. It seems that this Japanese devil is willing to die, but he actually learns Chinese culture like this.

"Do you really think that you can make us famous by setting up the arena? Do you think that if you write a few slogans, you will be invincible in the world? I can tell you that real masters have no time to take action. Only outsiders like me who know how to do it will take time to pay attention to you."

Tang Yi smiled coldly, and stood there with his hands behind his back, like a green pine.

"It's useless to say more. If you take the token of my master, I will get it back today. If you have the courage to sign a contract, we will see the real move on the stage!"

Miyahei Yoshira is not stupid. Now it is the era of the rule of law. If it starts like this, it will violate the law.

So after going to the arena, the first thing is not to do, but to sign a contract first, to determine that the two are competing and intervening, and all the damage is the responsibility of themselves.

Only by signing this kind of thing will not cause trouble. This time, I can set up a arena, so naturally there will be communication from the Ministry of Foreign Affairs.

"Don't worry, I will do whatever I should do, but I'll ask you, if you set up a ring and want to regain the token, what do you use as collateral?"

Tang Yi stretched out his hand, took a tray brought over by etiquette, and directly pressed his handprints on it.

"Just use the nineteen signs I welcomed!"

Miyahira Yoshira smiled and pointed at the signs beside the arena. Each piece was a representative of a martial arts hall.

"These things are ours, but they are temporarily mortgaged here, which is not possible."

Of course, Tang Yi would not do it. Most of these martial arts schools are second-rate and third-rate, and it is not important at all.

It would be enough to change one of the Industrial and Commercial Bureaus. He really thought he had the ability to invite a real master sect?

"What do you want?"

Gonghei Yoshira looked at Tang Yi because Tang Yi had already taken out the black iron leader order at this time, which was what he had always longed for.

"I want the head of the Iga family, do you dare to gamble?"

Tang Yi fiddled with the head of the sect in his hand, and this sentence immediately made Muhira Yoshira's face turn solemn.

"It seems you've inquired about my identity!"

There is Tojo in the fist, and there is Iga in the sword.

These are two very influential martial arts schools in Japan, and Karate is Tojo, and the other leader of Iga Kendo is also in the hands of Yoshira Miyahira.

"That's right, so do you bet or not? If you say you don't bet, I will turn around and leave, and I'm too lazy to pay attention to you!"

Tang Yi held the black iron token in his hand and said to Miyahira Yoshira.

"Okay! I'll bet!"

Miyahei Yoshira stretched out his hand and pulled off a thumb-sized jade plaque from his neck, with a totem representing the Iga family, which is the token of the head of the Iga school.

Holding it in his hand, Yoshira Miyasu looked at Tang Yi, it was obvious that he attached great importance to the token that he never left.

"Very good, since that's the case, I'll play with you!"

Tang Yi shook his hand and the black iron token was thrown directly on a table placed in front of the stage.

Miyahei Yoshirako walked to the table, looked at the black iron token, and then gently placed the jade token next to it.

He folded his hands together, bowed, and returned to the middle of the venue again, slowly took off his coat that was wearing outside.

"Iga Sandaru, Tojo Karate Sector Miyahei Yoshira is here!"

After spreading his feet apart, shoulder-width, stretching his hands flat, he made a starting style of Miyahei Yoshira standing there.

With a pair of eyes staring at Tang Yi opposite him, it was finally time to look forward to him, and he wanted to regain what he wanted.

"Tang Yi, the first successor of the Dog Sect, is here!"

Tang Yi looked careless and hooked his finger at the serious face of Gong Hei Yoshira. The name of this sect immediately attracted a burst of ridicule from the audience.

He thought he was a dog-killer, so he was obviously saying that the opposite side of Miyahei Yoshira was a dog.

Listening to the crowd laughing from the audience, Miyahira, who was frowning slightly, suddenly pointed his toes at the ground, and he actually took the initiative to attack.
Chapter completed!