A sneer appeared on Li Moyang's cheeks, and he walked towards Okamoto step by step, exuding an icy aura. In the hot summer, the gym suddenly felt as cold as an ice cellar. Okamoto felt something was not good. Under the strong aura, he couldn't help but want to escape.

Too late!

Li Moyang was as fast as lightning, and Okamoto and the two female students were dazzled. More than a dozen figures appeared in front of them. Okamoto only felt a sharp pain in his chest, and the figure had already flown to the wall of the gym.

Like a pile of mud, Okamoto slowly slid down the wall, his mouth twitched and he vomited blood. He was not dead but fainted, but he still didn't know how he received that kick.

The two female students screamed again and again, but the biggest hobby of this generation of young Japanese people is playing with mobile phones. From beginning to end, the mobile phones were in their hands to take pictures and upload them.

Li Moyang raised his right leg high in a cool airs, and then lowered it after two seconds.

He didn't bother to pay attention to being raped. Chen Zhen's face only existed in TV dramas. Even if the real Liang Xiaolong reappeared, he would still be very old.

He stepped forward and tore off a piece of Okamoto's karate uniform, dipped it in the blood spat out from the corner of Okamoto's mouth, and wrote four beautiful characters in cursive script on the white wall: Sick Man of East Asia!

Then he turned around, smiled with white teeth at the two frightened female students, and turned to leave.

The two female students looked at the retreating figure and were stunned for a long time. It was not until the handsome figure disappeared at the entrance of the gymnasium training ground that they woke up. Countless little stars appeared in their eyes and they shouted: "So handsome."

Ah, if only this were my boyfriend, I would give him a child..."

"It's been a long time since I've had such fun relaxing my muscles and bones. It's so f*cking exciting!"

After leaving the gate, Li Moyang stretched out his arms and made an exaggerated chest-expanding movement. When he took a closer look, the Chinese taxi driver was standing aside, staring at him in surprise.

"Brother, what are you doing?"

The taxi driver didn't close his mouth for a long time, stretched out his thumb and said: "You are so awesome, you are like Chen Zhen of Jingwu Sect alive!"

"Have you seen it all?" Li Moyang asked curiously.

"Stop talking, get in the car. You are committing a crime. I don't know why the police haven't come for a long time." The driver grabbed Li Moyang and got into the car, speeding away.

"Brother, what's your surname?" Li Moyang suddenly had a crush on the middle-aged Chinese driver.

"Don't be so polite. Call me Lao Wang, Wang Baofeng. I'm from Linyi, Shandong. The place name I mentioned before was just to fool you. I'm sorry. I was a soldier. In fact, I'm quite angry at heart, but I'm a little older. Haha.

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Lao Wang was a little excited and couldn't even speak. He looked back and forth in the rearview mirror several times and found nothing unusual, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

Li Moyang understood what Lao Wang was thinking. He was afraid that the police would chase him. He also looked behind him and after observing for a while, there was nothing unusual. Then he smiled and asked: "Brother Wang, why are you back again?"

"We are all Chinese, I am afraid that you will suffer a loss, so... oh, I really saw real kung fu, awesome, falling flowers and water, these guys have no idea what the sky is and how high it is all day long, you... are really relieved today!"

Lao Wang became excited again.

Li Moyang curled his lips and smiled: "We are all little ants today. I haven't seen the boss, so it's boring."

"That's awesome, but if Qian Yu Saburo is at home, I'm afraid... However, I can see that you have real skills, Qian Yu Saburo is also your defeat, but..."

"But what? Are you saying that Qian Yu Sanlang is indeed up to the mark?" Li Moyang heard some voiceover.

"Well, I've seen a video of him. It seemed like he was competing with a Muay Thai fighter. He hit a KO, and the Muay Thai fighter's spleen ruptured on the spot. In the end, he had to have his spleen removed."

Lao Wang reminded with some worry.

"Huh?" Li Moyang calmed down, and the excitement of the group fight and flattening the gym just now passed. He then remembered that the gym leader didn't appear, and those who were swept away were just minions, and the coach was just the same.

Unwilling to give up, Li Moyang asked Lao Wang: "Is there any other gym nearby?"

Lao Wang trembled: "Brother, let it go as soon as possible. You have maimed so many people at once, which is enough to sentence you to a hundred years in prison."

"It's not satisfying, there's no boss, damn, it's boring!" Li Moyang turned his neck back and forth, his spine crackling, and his face was filled with regret.

"You're awesome, I think it's better to forget it. I'll take you wherever you go." Lao Wang continued to persuade.

As he spoke, sirens blared, and police cars roared past one after another, including a dozen ambulances heading straight for the Qianyu Gym.

Li Moyang sneered, more than 40 guys no longer need to practice karate.

He didn't know that after he swept through Qianyu Gymnasium, Qianyu Gymnasium began to decline, and its talents fell into a shortage of talent, which was directly suspended for two generations and twenty years.

"Look, the police arrived just as we were talking. Fortunately, they left in time." Lao Wang broke into a cold sweat.

"Old Wang, you send me to the farthest gym. Karate is also available, judo is also available, sumo, jujitsu, judo, aikido, karate and kendo. It seems that there are only these six martial arts schools in Japan.

Alright."

"Um, what are you talking about? Okay, but to hear what I said, this is the last one. Let me think about it, the one further away should be the Yoshino Sumo Wrestling Hall."

Lao Wang understood what Li Moyang meant.

"Sumo wrestling hall? That's it." Li Moyang couldn't help but want to laugh when he thought of those fat dead pigs with crotch cloths and trembling fat all over their bodies.

"By the way, brother, will everything be okay?" Lao Wang was still a little worried.

"Don't forget to cross the sea and sneak into Chencang. The police are busy at the Qianha Gym. Who would have thought that we went to the Yoshino Sumo Gym on the other side. When it comes to the art of war, we are the ancestors of Little Japan, hum!"

Li Moyang had a look of disdain on his face. After hearing this, Lao Wang suddenly beamed: "It makes sense, it's high, it's really high!"

"However, I am a little worried about you. If you send me to the sumo hall, you can just leave and don't get caught on camera and get into trouble."

Li Moyang suddenly thought of this question.

"Tch, you underestimated me. I am also Chinese, so I must contribute!"

Lao Wang looked generous. He was also infected by Li Moyang's passion, but later he continued: "It's okay. I've been working in taxis for so many years and I've seen a lot of things. The police won't care about that much. You

Charter a car, I will be responsible for picking up and dropping off, it’s that simple, little Japan is still very reasonable, a country ruled by law, this is a country ruled by law, alas~"

Lao Wang sighed, as if he had thought of something. Li Moyang also understood what Lao Wang was referring to, and the two stopped talking.

Li Moyang and Li Moyang were in the taxi, heading west. They didn't know that on the way, the video of "Chen Zhen" challenging Qianyu Gymnasium had spread all over the world and became extremely popular, with hundreds of millions of clicks.

Not to mention here in Little Japan, the Chinese "Chen Zhen" swept through the Qianyu Gym and wrote "Sick Man of East Asia" on the white wall with blood. This tragedy made millions of Japanese people burst into anger, cry and burst into anger.

**Remarks are making waves again...

Looking back at China, it is full of joy.

Youku, Baidu Video, even the latest LeTV video, almost all video sites, as well as large and small portal sites, as well as Weibo, WeChat, QQ, all online and mobile media are disseminating selected clips of kicking the gym.

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Some people begged for seeds on their knees, and others climbed over the wall to Waguo Road to look for the high-definition version. Of course, they were not looking for the high-definition version of Mr. Cang’s ** love action movie.

Many TV stations found the TV series "Huo Yuanjia" and "Chen Zhen" that were at the bottom of the box, and immediately started rebroadcasting them that day, occupying the prime slots of almost all mainstream TV stations.

Mango Channel, the most copycat channel, immediately released news and announced that it would remake the TV series "Huo Yuanjia" and "Chen Zhen", which caused a lot of complaints.

In Taekwondo and Karate gyms across the country, students are asking for refunds and dropping out of school. Instead, the old men and women who practice Tai Chi on the streets have become popular, followed by a bunch of young men asking to be apprenticed to them.

The domestic martial arts style and martial arts competition, two tepid martial arts competition TV shows, have actually made a lot of money. Advertisers, big and small, are simply desperate to send money.

Martial arts gyms all over the country finally saw crowded registration scenes, making those so-called martial arts masters feel proud.

Slightly older people couldn't help but hum: "As old as the age, the country is as simple as a star." The vague Hong Kong tune Fearless Fearless's theme song is full of passion.

On the way, debates arose one after another about whether Chinese martial arts was the best or other foreign martial arts. Some idiots even claimed that this was the latest movie video. In reality, Chinese martial arts were no match for other countries’ martial arts.

But this time, the administrators showed no kindness, and these stupid IDs were directly blocked and banned.

It can be said that Li Moyang's gymnastics competition set off a carnival in China's martial arts community, entertainment industry and people's hearts.

Of course, at this time, the Japanese side raised a serious protest against the first-degree murder committed by the Chinese in Japan. Their evidence was conclusive. Forty-two Qianyu Gym masters and disciples were maimed at the scene, and two female students committed Huaxia.

Crazy.

This time, the relevant Chinese departments reacted very quickly, and the wording was still tactful, but with a little bit of cold humor, which brightened the eyes of the Chinese people who were used to the indifferent tone. Some countries even smelled a hint of it.

Special taste.

The Chinese government is starting to get tough!

However, how did Li Moyang and the taxi driver Lao Wang know this? They were full of passion and traveled across Tokyo to the Yoshino Sumo Hall.

It is still a simple building, which is very rare in Tokyo, a city with many high-rise buildings where every inch of land is at a premium. It also shows that the Japanese country spared no effort in protecting traditional culture. Li Moyang was very emotional.

After getting out of the car, Li Moyang paid. Lao Wang refused and said: "We are both Chinese, even if I put in the effort, I will beat these guys hard later!"

"As you wish!" Li Moyang didn't show any pretense and waved his hand to signal Lao Wang to leave. Lao Wang drove for a while and then circled back, in case anything happened, he could still help.
Chapter completed!