A film series in the Republic of China: The legendary Taoist priest in Shanghai

The ronin surrounded him and drew their bamboo swords.

Qin Chong sighed, "Alas, you are forcing me. I, Qin Chong, hid my identity as a warrior and was willing to come to Shanghai to be an ordinary spinning mill director. I wanted to marry and have children to spend the rest of my life. I never thought that my repeated tolerance would make me a sick cat in the future. Now, I can't bear it anymore. I want to show my cards. I, Qin Chong, want to let you devils see the true power of the ancient Dragon Country martial arts, Tiger Fist."

Qin Chong's expression became extremely solemn, his eyes were filled with endless fighting spirit, like two balls of blazing fire.

"Snapped!"

The pieces of cloth were scattered everywhere and Qin Chong's clothes were torn into pieces.

A body of perfect muscles, with clear textures like marble sculptures, shows masculine strength and beauty.

Qin Chong spoke in a loud voice, which attracted many Chinese people who were visiting the garden to watch the fun.

"Okay, let's show the devils how powerful our Dragon Country martial arts are."

"What a hero, what a young man, a real man."

Everyone praised him.

"Smash the devils' heads with your sword!"

Someone sang it softly.

For a moment, all the Dragon Kingdom members present echoed the voice.

The Republic of China had been weak for a long time and suffered repeated defeats in wars with the Japanese.

What Qin Chong did just happened to inspire the patriotic enthusiasm of the people of Long State.

The singing echoed throughout the fields, and more people gathered around, singing the Big Knife Song to cheer for the hero Qin Chong who dared to fight the Japanese.

The vagrants took action, and Qin Chong spread out his hands, like a tiger among a flock of sheep.

"The tiger descends the mountain."

"A hungry tiger digs out his heart."

"The tiger pounces on its tail."

Qin Chong did have some skills, and he beat several ronin so hard that the bamboo swords in their hands broke into pieces.

Seeing this, Ke Yun and Fang Yu screamed in surprise.

"Tiger Fist is the ultimate expression of strength and dominance,"

After knocking down the ronin, Qin Chong spread out his arms and posed like a tiger descending from the mountain.

"idiot!"

Osaka Goro approached Qin Chong in an instant, as fast as lightning, without any unnecessary movement, grabbed Qin Chong's collar and tripped him.

A huge force tripped Qin Chong to the ground.

Qin Chong fell to the ground. Osaka Goro stretched out his hand, like a monkey trying to catch the moon, and picked up Qin Chong as if he were in the moon, raised him above his head, and smashed him hard on the ground.

"Izumo throw!"

Qin Chong was smashed to the ground, and all his bones seemed to be broken.

Changquan is most afraid of close combat. Osaka Goro, a judo black belt and Aikido master, knocked Qin Chong down with a single combo.

The Dragon Kingdom has banned martial arts since the Qing Dynasty, and martial arts have declined. On the contrary, the devils often duel, family fights, hundreds of people sword duel, and the shogunate has thousands of people life-and-death duels.

Martial arts are acquired through fighting, not practice.

Fighting for life and death is the best way to practice.

The devils even used killing to train their courage and mind, and the Dragon Kingdom's martial arts had been led astray and brainwashed by corrupt scholars for nearly two or three hundred years, and had changed from a way of killing to a way of strengthening the body.

Even the original intention of martial arts has become to conquer people with virtue, rather than the ancient martial arts's conquest of people by killing.

At this moment, Qin Chong was facing the ground with two broken teeth. He wanted to stand up, but Osaka stepped on him.

The sturdy feet were as powerful as a mountain, and Qin Chong couldn't struggle up.

Since coming to Shanghai, he has practiced martial arts from time to time, but has never been in a fight.

"Ladies, come over here and kiss me, and I'll consider letting your lover go."

Goro Osaka laughed wildly.

The man in a suit with a slicked-back hair and powdered face praised repeatedly: "Mr. Osaka's martial arts are really good. Your great Japanese judo is the real martial arts. Our country's martial arts are just fancy moves. Please be sure to teach the best Japanese martial arts in Shanghai and become the master of our Dragon people."

"You Chinese are too weak, you are all sick, you don't have the strength to practice judo."

"Yes, we are sick men."

The man in the suit smiled apologetically and became more shameless as he spoke.

Qin Chong, who was underground, heard this and struggled hard, but the big foot on his back was like a mountain, and no matter how he twisted, it was useless. Instead, he got covered in mud, like a clown.

"Stand up, come on, come on."

"Our Dragon Country has a 5,000-year-old civilization and is definitely not the sick man of East Asia."

"Young man, you are the successor of Tiger Fist."

The more people around him encouraged him, the more ashamed Qin Chong felt.

When Ke Yun Fangyu wanted to go forward to help, Osaka Goro held them in his arms, one in each hand.

The two girls struggled desperately, and Osaka Goro laughed loudly and said arrogantly: "Flower girl, the flower girl from Dragon Country, come back to Hongkou Dojo to have some fun later."

This appearance made everyone feel that Osaka Goro was arrogant and evil, like a devil.

In fact, the real Osaka Goro is not the kind of stupid and idiotic villain who picks up girls on the streets.

Those who can become martial artists are those who can be moved, endure anger, and control their emotions.

But this time in Shanghai, General Yamamoto gave him a mission.

It is to stir up trouble, suppress the self-esteem of the Dragon people, and make the Dragon people think that the Japanese Empire is strong, possesses the spirit of Bushido, and is invincible.

Among the Thirty-Six Strategies, attacking the heart is the best one.

The Long people are numerous, with vast land and abundant resources, while the Japanese are few in number. If you want to defeat the Japanese like an ant does, you must use psychological tactics to scare the Long people and make them think that the Japanese are cruel and vicious demons who cannot be defeated, so that the people of Long will be afraid and terrified from the bottom of their hearts.

This strategy was very successful and was more powerful than airplanes and artillery. In many cases, the Dragon Army was so frightened that it was routed before the war even started.

In actual combat, it was often seen that a squad of Japanese soldiers would chase a large battalion of thousands of Nationalist soldiers.

This is the key to the success of psychological warfare.

At this moment.

Goro Osaka looked arrogant, overbearing and shameless. He trampled on the warriors of the Dragon Country and embraced the beauties of the Dragon Country in broad daylight, but no one dared to stand up.

Osaka Goro laughed wildly and said, "Who among you, the Chinese, wants to stand up? Who dares to stand up? If you don't stand up, I will take Miss Hua away."

Continuing to strike at the bloodiness of the Chinese people, he glanced at the onlookers one by one.

These people made eye contact with Osaka Goro, and none of them lowered their heads. They were frightened by his domineering and cruel gaze and did not dare to look him in the eye.

"After a century of slumber, the Chinese people are gradually waking up."

"Open your eyes and look carefully."

"Who is willing to admit that he is a captive?"

"Because of cowardice and tolerance."

"People are becoming more and more arrogant."

A toilet head, an old man in his fifties or sixties, pushed through the crowd and walked over with a low, magnetic voice.

His voice was not loud, but deep and powerful, which lifted the hearts of the audience watching nearby.

"You're right about the hundred years of coma. A hundred years ago, our Dragon Kingdom was a great country, the center of the world, the Dragon Kingdom. How could it become so miserable now? How could it become the sick man of East Asia?"

A tourist in a scholar's shirt among the crowd thought.

"Our home is on the Songhua River. Now I have no home."

"Because of cowardice and tolerance, I put down my gun and came to Shanghai. The Japanese came to Shanghai again. Where could I go? To Beijing, to ..."

"He is becoming more and more arrogant. That's right. When I was a child, I was bullied by a bully. Today I asked him to bring three copper coins, and tomorrow I asked him to bring five. Finally, I smashed his head with a stone, and he knelt down and begged for mercy. Life is nothing but death."

Today, the Japanese invaders are invading Dragon Country. The tragic events reported in newspapers and on the radio have filled the people of Shanghai, who live in a peaceful and prosperous era, with grief and indignation.

"I may not be able to go to the battlefield, but I can rush forward and beat the little devil in front of me."

The crowd was furious, and everyone had this thought in their mind.

"Ara will fight you."

Several ronin were beaten up and knocked to the ground.

Some people also went forward to hit Osaka Goro, but were thrown away by Osaka Goro.

"Stop, Japanese warriors, don't you believe in the spirit of Bushido? What's the point of beating up these unarmed civilians? If you dare, let's fight one-on-one."

Wencai stepped forward and spoke sternly to Osaka Goro.

Single challenge? What is single challenge?

"It's just a one-on-one duel, how about it?"

"Okay, we, the samurai of the Great Japanese Empire, love martial arts duels, but I don't want to fight an old man like you. I want to fight the strong."

Osaka Goro saw the old man in front of him and laughed.

The man in the suit also said to Wencai, "Old man, you don't have two years left to live, you should go back and hug your grandchildren. Even old men in their seventies and eighties have come forward. Is there no one left in our Dragon Country?"

A young and strong man in the crowd finally couldn't help himself, pushed away his girlfriend who had been pulling him, and stepped forward and said: "I'll do it, I'll duel with you."

"We Chinese have an old saying, 'Old but still strong', old ginger is spicy, and no one can be beaten when he is old."

After Wencai finished speaking, he suddenly grabbed the greasy-haired man in a suit and threw him into the sky.

"what!"

The man in the suit was thrown two or three feet into the air and was so frightened that he danced with joy.

When he was about to fall to the ground, Wencai flashed and caught him again, throwing him again and catching him again.

This happened three times in a row without even taking a breath.

He threw a living person weighing 160 or 170 kilograms up and down like a toy. The most important thing was that he was an old man. Osaka Goro knew that he had met his match.