Chapter 256

"Haruko, the fundamental reason for our Japanese martial arts is to develop from China, and its philosophy and spirit are in line with each other, so don't underestimate anyone or any opponent. This country is very old. Even if it has begun to decay, it will still not lack real masters."

When Yasuo Jingyun spoke, her waist was straight and her eyes were calm. Her eyes were through the glass windows of the cabin. Her expression became a little solemn and solemn. "Real martial arts must go through cruel practical tests. I have been practicing for so many years. Perhaps this trip to China is a verification of my martial arts. Our Yasuo family was entangled with the Chinese martial arts world as early as the era of the Black Dragon Society. Many of the predecessors stayed in that country forever. I hope that this time the Ozawa family and the enemy of the Dashan Takashi can really be more important and make me worth the trip."

"The glory of Chinese martial arts has long passed, and this era is destined to belong to our Japan. I just don't know what the young man named Bai Ze is from? It is worthy of the Ozawa family's mobilization, and even joins the Korean Taekwondo master Nan Kita? Who do you think he is? Sun Lutang in his youth? I think, Yayoi-kun, you don't have too much hope."

"What happened? You will naturally know when you arrive. Maybe Ozawa family and Oyama Takashi have other words." Yagyu Jingyun nodded, "But if it's just one person, I hope this is the starting point of my trip to China."

"Yaoyukun, what do you mean is... to challenge the entire Chinese martial arts world in his personal name?" Yamaguchi Haruko heard Yamaguchi's last words and his eyes immediately widened. She was originally beautiful and was born into a Yamaguchi family in Japan, and adhered to family etiquette. She always gave outsiders the feeling that she was a lady from a family with a graceful temperament.

However, in surprise just now, he widened his eyes and raised his eyebrows, but his coolness was a bit more than he could see on weekdays, just like a needle hidden in a cotton, revealing his true nature.

People who practice Kung Fu pay attention to self-cultivation, especially Japanese martial arts. They pay more attention to etiquette and spiritual practice and training, but Kung Fu is Kung Fu. As long as it is for practical purposes, no one is truly a living Bodhisattva who eats vegetarian food and chants Buddha. When they are usually cultivated, their nature and strength are accumulated. When they really want to beat people, their personality and temper are definitely different. They are more ruthless than anyone else.

Moreover, it seems that this Haruko Yamaguchi seems to have a good impression of Yamaguchi Sakura, otherwise she would not have been pestering the other party and said that she always said she would go as soon as she got on the plane.

This was obviously very accurate in Miyagi Temple sitting next to her, so she didn't interrupt at all. She just closed her eyes and pretended to sleep.

"The Chinese master is the whetstone on my martial arts journey. The stronger the opponent, the greater the benefits it will be for me. Without going through the test of life and death, where can I become a master again?" Yanagi Haruko's question. Jingyun Yamaguchi did not directly answer, but just nodded slightly and stopped saying more.

Seeing him like this, Haruko Yamaguchi frowned fiercely, and her expression suddenly seemed a little resentful.

"Since my uncle took charge of the family, he has been strictly prohibiting the family from having conflicts with the Chinese martial arts world. He only knows how to study swordsmanship at home. But he forgot that our Yagyu family had long formed an indissoluble hatred with the Chinese people. The Black Dragon Association, which was supported by the military headquarters, gathered many martial arts families in China to defeat the confidence pillar of the Chinese people with the spirit of Bushido. I don't know how many people in the Chinese martial arts world died under the sword of the Yagyu family. These are hatred, and it is hatred.

Hate cannot be easily forgotten. How could it be solved by my uncle in one word? This time, the hero Ozawa came forward and invited Dashan Takashi from the Jizhen Guild Hall and Nan Kita from South Korea to work hard to hurry some young masters from China into China. It seems that they are looking for that Bai Ze, but they have other plans in secret. Or their minds are similar to mine. It is time for China and Japan to have another collision."

Although Yayoi Jingyun closed her eyes and said nothing, her heart was not as calm as he did.

"The domestic martial arts world has been peaceful for a long time. The development and comfort after the war have made some people forget the true meaning of the Bushido that their ancestors upheld. As the eldest son of the Yagyu family, I am destined to become a master of martial arts, so I also have the responsibility to use my actions to awaken the bloodline of these people. Look at what skills is that master named Bai Ze, and how can the Ozawa family be regarded as a great enemy at a young age? If I am really a master, then I will kill him and then challenge the masters from all over China. It is best to provoke hostile relations between the martial arts worlds of two countries. A country without the enemy will never develop."

The decision in his heart became more and more firm, and Yayoi Jingyun finally leaned on the back of the sofa.

He practiced swords when he was young and had little ambitions. He abandoned swords and did not learn them at the age of fifteen and changed his boxing skills. It has been more than twenty years since he is so famous that he is not much worse than his uncle, Yasuozhai, in the younger generation of Japanese martial arts world. Especially in recent years, he has begun to learn from the practice methods of ninjas and hone himself. He goes to the mountains to train alone and secretly challenge masters from all over the world every year. Now even his uncle, Yasuozhai, the best swordsman in Japan, has recognized his boxing skills and accepted the challenge happily. Although he will lose every battle, his martial arts skills are undoubtedly excellent.

Naturally, I would not take Bai Ze, whom I have never met, seriously.

Although Bai Ze has some "name" recently, it is just news that Ozawa Hero and Oyama have just been sent back. Not many people in Japan know about this. Even if they know, the older generation of people are just smiling and will not really take it to heart.

Therefore, Yagyu Jingyun had just made up his mind to use this matter of Bai Ze as a guide to realize his life ambitions. If Bai Ze is really a master, he would also kill him when he takes action, reducing an enemy to the Japanese martial arts world in the future.

"Hey, now, I can only take one step at a time. Although the troubles on me are scratching my head, I have my own bottom line and principles. As long as I don't touch this bottom line, I don't have to pay too much attention. But if someone really goes too far, I won't tolerate it anymore. There are some troubles. It's better to start earlier if you need to cut it."

Just when Liu Sheng Jingyun was thinking about beating Bai Ze to death, Bai Ze was also upset and thoughtful. He was still a little younger and his decision on things was not as good as that of the old man at home. Only when he was under enough pressure would he be determined and put aside his whole life.

However, after all, he is a person with a strong mind. Once he has a decision in his heart, he can immediately eliminate many thoughts in his mind. When he thinks about things and does things, he will have a straight line in his heart.

"Chew!"

In the darkness, he regulated his breathing and moved, and went straight to the Chonglou in one breath, lifting the power of the Dantian. He moved the small circle, passed through his chest, passed through the Jiaji, and returned to the Dantian through the perineum. In a blink of an eye, he was a cycle, and then calmed his mind. He sprayed the turbid air in his lungs in one breath.

In this breath, it was like an arrow, and the breath rolled, as if it was to spit out all the worries and hesitations in his heart. It spewed out a thin white line, flying six or seven feet away. Then it slowly dissipated in the air.

Before he knew it, his heart was gone, and his whole body lightened. For some reason, he actually asked his qi practice skills to go a step further, and his breath became more pure, and there was a faint smell of a Mu Taoist blowing into a sword.

Sitting cross-legged on the bed, Bai Ze suddenly smiled and felt at ease.

"That's all I want to do, I'll just be confused. After all, I'm just a practitioner of boxing. The boxing technique is like the heart of people. As long as everything is in line with the principles of boxing and comes from the true heart, everything will naturally be fine. On the contrary, it's against the original intention and the principles of boxing. I naturally don't bother to do it. If I have any trouble, I can come to you. For the sake of a happy thought, I can't blame me for doing thunder and thunder. I'm just an ordinary warrior, not an official or a noble person, so I don't have so many concerns? If I think too much, wouldn't I just stumbling on myself? It's really funny..."

After laughing a few times, Bai Ze stood on the ground together, casually putting on the stand of the Hunyuan stake, his hands facing each other, hugging him in front of his chest, his knees slightly sinking, and his crotch and hips. Then he rushed back, his shoulders vibrated, and his body suddenly thrust upwards, which immediately brought the strong wind all over his body.

There seemed to be a slight thunder in the whole room. When the muscles and bones were moving together, the air was shaken. In an instant, even the sheets behind him were rolled up high, and the curtains swayed, as if they were blown by the strong wind, making a crackling sound.

Just a move of stretching your waist, the trembling energy in your body shook into a rope and connected into a piece.

On that day, Taoist Mu demonstrated Yuan Gong's swordsmanship to him. Thirty steps away, he rushed over and stabbed him, and gently broke the bronze man like white paper. When he was out of the sword, he also used a shaking force. The man and the sword were shaking together, combining with yin and yang.

Although Bai Ze cannot be as magical as Mu Taoist, his muscles and bones are strong and hard, but he gradually realized the charm of Mu Taoist when he used his sword.

After trembling just now, Bai Ze felt that his whole body was a whole inside and out, with his muscles, bones, skin, and internal organs. When exerting force, he felt indescribable pleasure.

A simple "lazy dragon stretches his waist" seems to have condensed all his knowledge together. The methods of boxing and swords are interconnected, one method is understood, and hundreds of methods are understood. In the past, he practiced boxing and swords, and although he understood the principles of boxing and swords, it was actually unobstructed, but he could never achieve the level of boxing and swords being integrated like this, as if he could pick it up at will, and the boxing is a sword, and the sword is a fist.

"This is probably the so-called state of mind. It turns out that only after being purely spiritual can one truly understand the same things, focus on one's mind, and have an epiphany. No wonder after I came back from Mount Emei, I had already practiced boxing to the point of being energetic, brain, separate yin and yang, and understand hardness and softness, but no matter how I practiced, I could never master swordsmanship. When I practiced, boxing was fist, sword was sword. It turned out that the problem was due to the lack of understanding of my mind."

The sky outside had already turned dark. Looking through the glass window, there were only a few places in Gancheng Military Academy and faint lights were revealed.

"It's time!" Bai Ze said softly, looking up at the luminous needle in the room.
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