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

Osaka Goro rushed over again, and when he was almost to Wencai's side, he squatted down and chopped down heavily with his right hand.

Jade collapse!

The downward force carries with it a spirit of rather giving way to defeat the enemy than dying together with him.

This posture does not have too many complicated moves, but it is actually full of martial arts spirit.

It is better to die with honor than to live in disgrace.

Jade collapses and jade shatters.

Japan defeated the strong by using its weakness, and invaded territories with its tiny territory that had a population a hundred times larger than Japan's.

It all depends on the three thousand unyielding hearts.

I came ready to die.

Martial arts are about essence, energy and spirit, and Yu Kui is the martial arts that develops the spirit of boxing.

This move can be called a divine martial art if it is used to defend territory and homes.

But if it is used to invade other countries and kill civilians, it is the devil's martial arts.

Wencai's spiritual enlightenment was sounding the alarm frantically, and a kind of martial arts essence emerged in his mind.

"The ghost is floating."

Wencai did not bend his knees or move his legs, but slid his body to one side strangely. His movements were light and fast, and he dodged the jade collapse in one go.

His body was floating like a ghost, and he actually avoided the explosion of Osaka Goro.

Goro Osaka couldn't stop his attack and the ball hit the grass on the side of the rockery.

"bang"

Stone chips flew everywhere, like scattered lime.

"what!"

Hong Mudan screamed, and the sky was filled with flying stone chips and ashes. She couldn't see clearly whether Wencai was hit, and she almost pounced on him.

Hong Mudan just went out to relax, and when she came back Wencai had already dueled with Osaka Budo.

She didn't pounce on him, the stone chips had already dispersed, but she saw Wencai's figure like a ghost, floating lightly to Osaka Goro and pulling his pigtail again.

"Okay, let's kill this devil."

"Awesome, playing with the devils is like cockfighting."

"This is the true martial arts of our Dragon Nation, using only a little force to move a huge object!"

The onlookers cheered.

"I can't play around anymore. I need to use a ruthless finishing move."

As he was thinking about it, spiritual enlightenment took effect again, and a method of martial arts training flashed through his mind.

"Nine Yin Claws."

Wencai roared to the sky, and his infinite true energy transformed into evil energy and gathered in his claws.

In an instant, the nails grew longer, darker, and sharper, and they grabbed Osaka Goro's back as he was about to fall to the ground.

Osaka Goro screamed in pain, and five thin purple-black bloody marks were torn on his back.

The wound was not deep, just like a small scratch from a woman's fight.

After one claw, Wencai retracted his claws as if nothing had happened.

Osaka Goro was in so much pain that he cried like a child.

It hurts so much. This thin bloodstain as thin as a thread hurts so much.

The pain was like using fine sandpaper to slowly grind against the bones, or like the skin was peeled off alive, exposing the flesh and blood and dragging on the salt sand.

Even though Osaka Goro had very strong teeth, he still cried in pain.

"You're so useless, even worse than that guy with the ripped clothes just now."

"Yes, the boy with explosive clothes is uncivilized, has no martial arts skills, and is not immune to being beaten, but he was beaten black and blue, and now he stands up and talks and laughs with the beauty, as if nothing happened."

The people around were talking about it.

Qin Chong was very embarrassed. He was now shirtless and was called an uncivilized and uncultured boy.

"Hello, I'm Du Fei, a reporter from the Xin Bao. I'd like to take a few photos of you. If it's appropriate, I'd like to do an interview with you."

A young man with a flat head squeezed out of the crowd holding a camera. It was the Disaster Prince Du Fei.

The Japanese devils cause trouble and tease the goddess of the Republic of China, and then the hero appears to save the beauty and fight the Japanese devils. It is a perfect traffic script.

So when Wencai and Osaka Goro had a conflict, some people had already called the Shinpo.

The Xin Bao immediately sent Du Fei to come and take photos and conduct interviews.

Du Fei squeezed out of the crowd and saw that it was Xu Wencai, the benefactor who saved Ruping, saved his own life, and saved him from Master Qin Wu.

"It turns out to be Mr. Xu, great."

Seeing that it was an acquaintance, Du Fei was not polite and took a picture with his camera.

"Mr. Xu, can you please make a gesture of stepping on this devil?"

Du Fei took two photos without hesitation, especially a close-up of Goro Osaka's face crying bitterly.

"Hey, it turned out to be Miss Red Peony and Miss White Rose. It turned out that Mr. Xu's heroic rescue was for you. Come on, stand next to Mr. Xu."

After the fight, Du Fei began to control the situation. He took out his camera and took pictures randomly. He also asked several beauties to surround Wencai and the devils and take a picture.

Wencai originally wanted to refuse, but when he thought about how defeating a strong Japanese soldier in a duel could inspire national passion and be reported in the newspaper, he willingly let Du Fei take the photo.

"You are the hero who first stood up to stop the devils!"

"I heard that your martial arts skills were so poor that you didn't save Rao even when he beat you black and blue? What were you thinking at the time?"

Du Fei took a few close-up photos of Qin Chong, especially the one with bruised face and naked upper body.

Only after the photo was taken did the ronin dare to think of Osaka Goro.

The ronin wanted to leave with Osaka Goro, but Wencai shouted, "Wait, you can go, but the traitor stay."

Wencai pointed at the man in a suit with a slicked-back hair and powdered face.

The ronin heaved a sigh of relief when they heard that only the man in the suit was left, and they worked together to drag the tall Osaka Goro away.

"What do you want to do? I am your compatriot. Dragon people don't fight against Dragon people."

The man in the suit panicked.

"Du Fei, did you bring paper and pen?"

"Bring it."

As a reporter, it is reasonable to bring paper and pen, but it is abnormal to bring a wrench and a hammer.

Du Fei took out a notebook and a pen and handed them to Wencai.

Wencai wrote in his notebook with a fountain pen: Sick Man of East Asia. Four big characters.

Then he tore off the page where the words were written, handed it to the man in the suit and said, "Eat it."

The man in the suit was stunned for a moment, then immediately said, "I'll eat, I'll eat."

"Eat it bit by bit."

The man in the suit ate the paper of Sick Man of East Asia bit by bit.

Wencai laughed. In the ring, the Japanese invaders were being beaten, and the traitors had to eat the paper of the sick man of East Asia. This was in line with the plot of the Republic of China.

Du Fei, who was standing by, quickly took a close-up photo of the traitor.

"I can go now!"

"Get out of here."

The man in the suit was in a hurry to leave, and before leaving, Wencai applied enough itching powder for six people on him.

Six servings of itching powder, which won't relieve the itch unless you scratch until it bleeds.

"Clap clap clap!"

All the people applauded.