The first rich son-in-law

"Bold!"

"Insanity!"

"It hasn't been compared yet, how do you know that our master is not an opponent!"

Before the alcoholic could open his mouth, all the disciples couldn't stand it any longer, and immediately burst out.

This Japanese man is simply arrogant to the extreme.

"I don't think that's necessary, is it?" Jiro Yamamoto's face remained calm.

"Master Drunkard, it can be seen from the exercises that the drunken fist you are famous for is just a fake!"

"What I just used was Master Jia's Flowing Water Breaking Rock Fist!"

"Moreover, it can easily dispel your fist wind. If my master came, with his old man's skill, while dispelling the fist wind, he would definitely be able to seriously injure you!"

"That's why I said, you are not my master's opponent!" Jiro Yamamoto directly stated his judgment.

The alcoholic's breath stagnated for a moment, then he frowned and his eyes kept flickering.

Indeed, the boxing technique used by the opponent just now was indeed extremely mysterious, and it was able to break through the style of Drunken Fist!

And under his induction, the raindrops of fist strength actually have a superimposed effect!

This is a little scary, that is to say, this kind of boxing can maximize the strength of the skill, and even can use more than ten times the strength of the boxing!
You know, the famous Bajiquan back then was only eight times as powerful!

This shows that the opponent's boxing technique is at least a high-level boxing technique!
"how?"

"Nothing to say?" Yamamoto Jiro's face became more smug, and he said disdainfully: "I think the martial arts world in Huaguo is nothing more than that, and the top ten in Hualong list is nothing more than that!"

"You are presumptuous!"

"You actually look down on our Chinese martial arts world?"

"You still dare to despise Hualong Bang?"

All the disciples couldn't bear it anymore, and roared one after another, all of them blushing.

The Hualong list represents the top combat power of Huaguo, how dare this kid ignore it?

It's crazy!
"Boy, just because you blocked the old man's three punches, you dare to underestimate our entire Hua country martial arts world?" The alcoholic's face was extremely ugly, and he didn't expect to be ridiculed by the Japanese juniors.

Where should this old face be put?

"Otherwise?" Yamamoto Jiro looked disdainful.

"It was your apprentice who lost to me just now!"

"Now I have received three punches from you!"

"Can't this prove it?" Yamamoto Jiro sneered.

"Huaguo's martial arts world really has fallen, it's so vulnerable!"

Strength is everything.

You lost both games, so what qualifications do you have to be arrogant?
"In our country of Wa, the loser must honestly kneel down and admit defeat!"

"The winner is king, as always!"

"Now you have no reason for me to look up to you!" Yamamoto Jiro sneered again, his face full of complacency.

Japanese people are like this.

He usually looks very humble on the surface, but once he gains power, he looks like he is number one in the world, with his nostrils pointing to the sky.

But the alcoholic and a group of disciples were naturally outraged.

"It just doesn't make sense!"

At this time, a disciple in the crowd couldn't stand it any longer, so he rushed out and punched Jiro Yamamoto.

The wind suddenly exploded in the air.

"Sneak attack?"

The corners of Jiro Yamamoto's mouth turned up slightly, and he didn't panic. When the opponent's fist wind approached, his whole body suddenly disappeared.

When it appeared again, the person had already come behind that disciple!
"Flowing Water Shattering Rock Fist!"

Bang bang bang!
The fist hit the disciple's back like raindrops, the whole process was too fast, the disciple's whole body was shaking like a sieve, and finally was kicked out by Yamamoto's big foot, and hit him hard in the distance. On the ground, motionless.

"Second Senior Brother!"

The disciples were shocked and ran over quickly, but at this moment the disciple was seriously injured and unconscious.

clap clap!

Jiro Yamamoto clapped his hands and sneered with disdain: "It's so weak!"

"It's a big country, but it doesn't even have a young man who can fight. It really is in decline!"

"What do you still call an oriental dragon?"

"I think it's more like a bug!"

Jiro Yamamoto became more and more arrogant and unscrupulous, and even said such taboo words in person.

"Damn!"

"I am going to kill you!"

"How dare you say that our country of Hua is a worm?"

A group of disciples looked at him with bloody eyes, as if they wished they could eat people.

The alcoholic's bones are blue and veiny, and if he didn't care about his identity, he really wanted to smash this kid with his palm.

But he can't, if he makes a move, it will break the rules of martial arts, not only he will be ridiculed, but the entire Hua Guo martial arts world will also be ridiculed!

"Not convinced?"

Jiro Yamamoto sneered, and glanced at the group of young people, "If you don't accept it, you can send someone out again. If you win, I will kowtow and apologize to you!"

After speaking, his head was raised high, and his face was really arrogant to the extreme.

I want to make Japanese people think highly of me!

Then you have to show strength stronger than me!
What do you mean by cowards who just shout slogans without firing guns?
But at this time, all the disciples caught by his gaze could only stare angrily, but no one dared to step forward.

After all, even the senior brother and the second senior brother were defeated by this kid, how could they be his opponents?

"Humph!"

"My ancestors said that you are sick men, I think you are right!"

Jiro Yamamoto suddenly lost interest, said something disdainful, and was about to turn around and leave.

"stop!"

And at this moment, a cold voice suddenly came from the side.

Jiro Yamamoto frowned, glanced over, and couldn't help curling his lips immediately.

"It is you!"

"I heard outside the gate before that you are a drunkard who is going to recruit apprentices under the gate?"

"Why, you haven't started yet, and you want to stand up for others?"

Jiro Yamamoto had a look of disdain, he even looked down on a group of alcoholic disciples, how could he look down on a young boy who just started.

"I'm not a drunkard's apprentice, but what you said just now made me very unhappy!"

Jiang Beichen said coldly.

sick man?

It's okay to ridicule two other words, but these two words are absolutely unbearable!

Huaguo has been around for 5000 years, and now it has already stood on the top of the East!
He, Jiang Beichen, an iron-blooded man who fought in the South and the North, can't tolerate these two words the most!

"Hehe, I said you are sick men, are you unhappy?"

"Okay! Then you guys can prove it to me!" Jiro Yamamoto had a disdainful expression on his face.

"Young people here, who can take my three moves?"

"What are you not sick men?" Jiro Yamamoto couldn't help curling his lips again.

"You underestimate Hua Guo!" Jiang Beichen shook his head suddenly.

"You think too highly of your Japanese country!"

"It's just a tiny place. It has been a subordinate of our country of Hua since ancient times, and even your ancestors are grandchildren of our country of Hua!"

"You dare to yell in front of your ancestors, you're simply deceiving your master and destroying your ancestors!" Jiang Beichen mercilessly said those words back.

"You are bold!"

"How dare you question our Dongpu's bloodline?"

Jiro Yamamoto's face was red, the Wa people are extremely proud and think they are the most noble nation. Hearing this, it was like being stabbed in the heart, how could he bear it.

"What? Poke the pain in your heart?"

"A man doesn't think his mother is ugly, and a dog doesn't think his family is poor. You insulted your ancestors like this, you are like a beast!" Jiang Beichen said with a sneer.

"Haha, that's right!"

"Insulting the ancestors is not as good as a beast!"

"What is it, a thing that deceives the master and destroys the ancestors!"

All the disciples laughed happily, and finally felt that they had pulled back a sentence.

"Boy, are you courting death?"

"Just being able to talk is useless. When I beat you to death, I want to see if you can still laugh!"

At this moment, Jiro Yamamoto sneered, turned into an afterimage and rushed towards Jiang Beichen.

"careful!"

Everyone exclaimed!

After all, the strength of this Japanese man is obvious to all. Both the senior brother and the second senior brother were defeated. How can this new boy cope with it!

"Hmph! How dare the light of rice grains compete with Haoyue?"

However, Jiang Beichen didn't care at all.

It's just that when the afterimage came, he seemed to inadvertently brush off the dust on his shoulders.

brush!
The afterimage seemed to be imprisoned by something, and it was frozen in an instant.

At this time, Jiro Yamamoto seemed to have encountered something terrible, and his pupils dilated instantly.

"How, how is it possible..."

boom!
In the next second, the whole person flew upside down as if hit by a truck, and smashed hard on the ground in the distance, stirring up a cloud of dust.

The audience fell silent for an instant.