The first rich son-in-law

"Mice dare you!"

And at this critical moment, a burst of shouting came from far and near like thunder.

Just when Kato Wulong was about to give Yang Zongbao the final blow, a burly old man finally arrived in time, and punched Huanglong with an old fist, attacking Kato Wulong's vital point.

Kato Takelong's face changed, so he had no choice but to give up on Yang Zongbao, and turned his hand to meet the burly old man.

boom!
There was a loud noise, and the entire mountain range shook, and the two retreated a long distance before slowly standing still.

"It's the alcoholic master!"

"Master Drunkard is here!"

Everyone looked excited.

At the critical moment, the drunkard still arrived.

"Master Yang, I'm sorry, the old man was delayed on the way, and I'm late!" The alcoholic said to Yang Zongbao with an apologetic face.

Yang Zongbao quickly waved his hand, "If it wasn't for the alcoholic brother, I would have died at this moment, I should be the one thanking you!"

"You don't need to be too polite, today is the contest between me and this Japanese man, you should go down and heal your wounds!" The drunkard said quickly.

Yang Zongbao nodded gratefully, then quickly turned around and walked towards the top of the mountain.

"Master! Are you okay..." Chen Yiyun hurriedly went up to meet her with a concerned expression.

"It's okay, it's just a little internal injury, and it will be recuperated after a while!" After Yang Zongbao finished speaking, he looked at Jiang Beichen with an unnatural expression on his face.

"Little friend's previous judgment was correct, the old man was arrogant!"

"I am indeed no match for this Japanese!"

Yang Zongbao was also aboveboard, he shook his head in disappointment.

After all, Jiang Beichen had already reminded him just now.People are right, he is indeed not Kato Takelong's opponent.

"Master, why are you telling him so much? Who would have thought that the Japanese were so cunning? I think you were just being careless just now. If you do it all over again, you may not lose to the Japanese!" She said, after all, she just bet with the other party just now, and now that she has lost, there is really nowhere to put her pretty face.

"Yun'er, I still don't know my own strength?" Yang Zongbao shook his head.

"Only when you really face that Japanese man, will you know how terrifying the opponent's boxing skills are!"

"I'm afraid only the alcoholic brother can fight now!" Yang Zongbao sighed.

I didn't know until I played against Takelong Kato that the two were not on the same level at all.

He almost died just now, and it really made him terrified.

At this moment, the two people in the arena had already set up a posture.

"Drinker, you finally appeared, I have been waiting for you for a long time!" Kato Takelong sneered.

"What are you waiting for me to do? Do you want to die?" The drunkard said with a look of disdain, still holding his hands behind his back, looking like a master.

"Stop showing off your tongue!"

"I came to China to challenge the leaders of various factions!"

"To show the greatness of my Dongying martial arts!" Kato Takelong looked proud.

"You alcoholic will be the first leader to die in my hands!" Kato Takelong suddenly said with a sneer.

"You want to challenge the leaders of all walks of life?" The drunkard also sneered disdainfully.

"My magnificent Hua country is contending for martial arts, and a hundred schools of thought are letting go. How can you, a small Japanese country, be able to provoke you!"

"You pass my level first, then talk about it!"

After the drunkard finished speaking, he slowly separated his feet, and a drunken fist swung open in an instant.

He wasn't going to hide his clumsiness anymore, he was going to use his housekeeping skills when he came up.

And Kato Takelong also made weird fists, with a provocative arc at the corner of his mouth.

"Flowing Water Breaking Rock Fist?" The drunkard recognized at a glance that it was the fist that Jiro Yamamoto used yesterday.

"That's right!"

"I practiced hard for 20 years under the waterfall, and finally realized this boxing technique!"

"You and I each show our housekeeping skills, let's make a quick decision!" Kato Takelong said confidently.

"Yes, as you wish!"

Do!
As soon as the words fell, the drunkard stomped his feet, like a tiger descending a mountain, or like a thunder rushing in a mountain, an old fist slammed towards the opponent.

"Humph!"

Kato Takelong didn't show any weakness, and went directly to meet him.

Bang bang bang!
The two hit each other immediately, and their movements were too fast. In the eyes of everyone, only two afterimages could be seen constantly entangled.

But in a short while, hundreds of strokes have been passed, and the fight is inextricable.

"Brother Drunkard deserves to be the leader of Beiquan! The boxing style is tough and the old man is ashamed of himself!" Yang Zongbao looked at the two people who were coming and going, his eyes sparkling.

"However, this Kato Takelong's boxing is fierce and domineering, and it's weird and tricky. It's hard to tell the winner between the two of them for a while!" Yang Zongbao watched for a moment and made such a judgment.

"No, the alcoholic is no match for him!"

"Beyond a hundred moves, the winner will be decided!" At this time, Jiang Beichen suddenly spoke again.

Yang Zongbao was stunned for a moment, and the other people around heard it too, with the same dull expression on their faces.

This kid really can't stop talking to death!

Come again?

"Boy, you're enough!" Chen Yiyun couldn't help it.

"Why do you always let other people's aspirations destroy your own prestige!"

"Master Drunkard is one of the top ten masters in the Hualong list. Could it be that he can't beat a Japanese?" Chen Yiyun asked with an expression of disbelief.

"Your master is also a master of the Hualong list, didn't he also lose?" Jiang Beichen said sarcastically.

"And someone made the bet just now, didn't he forget it?"

"As a master and servant, what right do you have to talk to your master like that!" Jiang Beichen said coldly again.

"You!" Chen Yiyun was suddenly furious, his face flushed red.

"Just now, it was just a joke!" Chen Yiyun said angrily.

"And you are worthy of my service?"

"Who do you think you are? An unknown junior!" Chen Yiyun had a disdainful expression on his face.

"I, Chen Yiyun, only admire the great heroes in my heart!"

"You want me to serve you? It's not too bad for someone like Yizhimei, who is number one on the Hualong list!" Chen Yiyun couldn't help but said again.

No. [-] on the Hualong List, the hero Yizhimei, beheaded ten martial arts masters, and blood stained the North Sea. That is her idol, the person she always wants to see in her dreams.

"Oh? So you admire me?" Jiang Beichen suddenly started joking.

"I admire you?"

Chen Yiyun was stunned for a moment, and then burst out laughing, "Boy, you don't want to say that you are the hero Yizhimei?"

"Haha I laughed so hard!"

"Is this because you are sleeping and not waking up?"

"What nonsense!"

Everyone laughed.

Who is the hero Ichimae?
How could the existence of Shenlong see the head but not the tail, and the invincible world could be a brat.

Yang Zongbao couldn't help but shook his head, feeling that the young man's behavior was a bit perverse, but he couldn't help but look at the situation in the field and couldn't help asking: "Little friend just said that the alcoholic brother will lose, I don't know what is the basis for it?" ?”

Hearing this, everyone cast their eyes one after another.

They wanted to hear what the kid would say.

Jiang Beichen nodded, and said lightly: "Drunkard's Drunken Fist is similar to your Taijiquan. But the advantage of Drunken Fist is that it hides strength in softness and turns it into strength. Compared with your Taijiquan, it is more practical in combat. Sex. If you are against other Huajin masters, you will naturally have infinite advantages, but this is not the case with Kato Takelong. His Flowing Water Breaking Rock Fist is superimposed with strength, and he can cultivate Huajin, which can break through ten thousand spells with one force! It is just right for restraining alcoholics. The strength of softness!"

"Speaking of which, this Kato Takelong is also a martial arts wizard!" Jiang Beichen admired sincerely.

After all, in this era, there are not many people who can cultivate 'Huajin' by themselves.

It can be called the master of Huajin!

And Huajin Grandmaster is not comparable to ordinary Grandmasters.

It's like the gap between a master of aerodynamics and a master of inner strength.

Huajin is the only way to advance to the next stage.

Hearing this, Yang Zongbao suddenly fell silent, not knowing what he was thinking.

On the other hand, Chen Yiyun still looked unacceptable.

"What the hell are you talking about, soft and strong, do you really understand boxing?" Chen Yiyun said angrily.

"It hasn't happened yet, but he even praised that Japanese man to the sky!"

"I think you are an undercover agent sent by the Japanese people?" Chen Yiyun couldn't help but sneered again.