Bang.

Suddenly, Ye Tian raised his fist and hit Miyamoto Ze on the lips.

With one punch, all the teeth in Miyamoto Ze's mouth were shattered.

Blood mixed with broken teeth flowed out from the corners of Miyamoto Ze's mouth.

This was the first time Miyamoto Ze felt what fear was.

"Baga, you sick man from East Asia, how dare you hit someone from our Imperial Martial Arts Center?" The leader of the group, the fierce man, stood up suddenly, kicked the tea table away with his foot, and glared at Ye Tian and said.

Ye Tian pulled Miyamoto Ze's hair and said in a cold voice: "If you break your legs, I will spare your life."

As soon as this statement came out.

The disciples of Huangwu Dojo couldn't help laughing and pointing at Ye Tian.

It’s over!

This time, the Imperial Martial Arts Center was completely offended!

Huo Jinge turned pale with fright, and stepped forward angrily and yelled: "Ye Tian, ​​who told you to meddle in other people's business! Do you know that because of your recklessness, it is very likely that your Haicheng Martial Arts School will be destroyed?"

disaster!"

"A few little devils scared you like this?"

"Thank you for claiming to be a descendant of the Baji Sect!"

"As martial arts practitioners, shouldn't we be able to defeat the strong and support the weak and uphold justice?"

Ye Tian's eyes turned red angrily and he said loudly.

Qian Yufei clenched her jade fists tightly and said excitedly: "Well said! Brother-in-law, I support you and break the little devil's legs!"

"Yufei, please stop making noise!" Chen Rong covered Qian Yufei's mouth and said anxiously: "Things are not as simple as you think! The Imperial Martial Arts Center is very wealthy and powerful, and we cannot provoke it!"

Huo Jinge's face was extremely ugly.

If Ye Tian is willing to give in.

Maybe a dog's life can be saved.

But Ye Tian was talking nonsense here, talking about hoeing the strong and supporting the weak, and upholding justice.

How can there be absolute justice in this world today?

Huo Jinge said with a livid face: "Ye Tian, ​​don't show off your courage! I order you to apologize to Mr. Miyamoto immediately!"

"Get out of here! Our compatriots are being humiliated and you don't stop them, but you still want me to apologize to them? Are you a descendant of the Yan and Huang Dynasties?" Ye Tiantian cursed loudly and kicked Gong Benze's legs off.

Miyamoto Ze screamed like a pig and roared: "Third Senior Brother, kill him!"

Third senior brother?

Could it be that the muscular man in front of me is Takeshi Fujiwara from the Imperial Martial Arts Dojo?

Huo Jinge's heart trembled: "Golden Iron Fist Fujiwara Takeshi?"

Chen Xuan took a breath of air and trembled: "One of the five monsters in the Imperial Martial Arts Center?"

"I heard that this man was born with supernatural power and a pair of iron fists, like fine steel. He once killed a master with great secret strength with one punch." Tie Yinyi looked desperate, his legs were trembling, and he had long since lost his heart for martial arts.

Boom.

Takeshi Fujiwara stamped his foot, crushing the floor tiles.

Fujiwara Takeshi glanced around with cold eyes and said with a ferocious smile: "If you don't want to die, just kneel down!"

"Fujiwara-kun, calm down! We are not familiar with him!" Huo Jinge's face turned pale and he hurriedly distanced himself from Ye Tian.

Fujiwara Takeshi was too lazy to listen to Huo Jinge's explanation. He raised his fist and attacked the front door of Huo Jinge.

Huuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu

The sound of fists was everywhere, as biting as the cold wind.

Huo Jinge gritted his teeth and had no choice but to fight forward with a fist.

Bang.

There was a muffled sound.

I saw Huo Jinge being smashed three meters away, his whole arm was shattered, and blood was flowing.

"Kneel down!"

"Spare your life!"

Takeshi Fujiwara shouted coldly and punched Huo Jinge on the left shoulder.

Paji.

There was a crisp sound.

Huo Jinge's knees softened and he knelt down heavily.

Tie Yinyi was so frightened that he broke into cold sweat and said tremblingly: "I will kneel down."

thump.

As Tie Yinyi knelt down.

Chen Xuan, Chen Rong and others followed and knelt down.

Only Qian Yufei gritted her teeth and glared at Takeshi Fujiwara, showing no intention of surrendering.

Chen Rong said anxiously: "Yufei, kneel down quickly! Fujiwara Takesheng is cruel and his words are not a joke!"

"Yes, Yufei, if you keep the green hills, you won't have to worry about running out of firewood." Chen Xuan swallowed his saliva and kept winking at Qian Yufei.

Qian Yufei said angrily: "It's a shame that you are still Taiji disciples! How can a little devil scare you like this?"

"What bullshit Tai Chi Gate!"

"It's nothing but fancy tricks and embroidered legs!"

"Only strength is king!"

Fujiwara Takeshi looked disdainful and punched Qian Yufei on the head.

This punch struck down.

Qian Yufei's head might crack like a watermelon.

"My word is that there is no wind!" At this time, a sharp shout came from behind Takeshi Fujiwara.

Don't wait for Takeshi Fujiwara's fist to fall.

Ye Tian grabbed his hair and pulled him to the ground.

"Baga, how dare you sneak attack Third Senior Brother?"

"Fuck him!"

"You can't mess with our Imperial Martial Arts Center!"

The other disciples in the Huangwu Dojo rushed towards Ye Tian.

Bang.

Ye Tian punched Fujiwara Takeshi on the nose.

Instantly.

Takeshi Fujiwara's nose was completely broken and his nose was bleeding.

Looking at the approaching Japanese people, Ye Tian swept his legs and swept two of them away.

A crisp sound of 'click, click' came out.

The legs of the two Japanese men were immediately severed, and they fell to the ground screaming.

Huo Jinge's face was full of despair and he roared: "Stop! Ye Tian, ​​you want to die, we won't stop you! But you can't hurt us!"

Chen Rong scolded angrily: "You are really a troublemaker!"

"You are relieved now. When the Imperial Martial Arts Center comes to question you, you won't even have time to cry!" Tie Yinyi was filled with resentment and looked at Ye Tian fiercely.

Just these Orientals.

Who could be Ye Tian's opponent?

If Ye Tian kicked him casually, someone would have his legs broken and fall to the ground screaming.

"Baga, boy, you are in trouble!" Takeshi Fujiwara wiped his nosebleed, pointed at Ye Tian and shouted: "If you don't want to die, kneel down and beg for mercy!"

Ye Tian sneered and said, "If you can defeat me, I'll let you do whatever you want."

"My golden iron fist has not drunk blood for a long time!" Takeshi Fujiwara laughed ferociously, tightened his fist, and hit Ye Tian's chest.

Ye Tian swung his fist to meet him, and only heard a crisp "bang" sound. Fujiwara Takeshi's right fist was smashed to pieces. Five finger bones pierced the skin and were exposed, dripping with blood, and it was extremely ferocious.

"Ah, my hand!" Takeshi Fujiwara screamed and stepped back.
To be continued...