Previously, everyone thought that Zhou Yi was an embroidered pillow and would be seriously injured by Ichiro Miyamoto's kick. But after a moment, the whole bar was boiling because Zhou Yi's move was so wonderful. Zhou Yi didn't take any action at all, but...
Defeated Miyamoto Ichiro's fierce attack
With his strength, Ichiro Miyamoto was driven out. Even a fool would come out at this time. Zhou Yi's martial arts was several times higher than Ichiro Miyamoto. The two of them were not at the same level at all. There was no comparison at all. If they really fought
, Ichiro Miyamoto has no choice but to become a sandbag.【】
"Zhou Yi's martial arts has improved again. He is really a genius. He is worthy of being the grandson of Mr. Zhou Shan, the top master in the army. He is so powerful now, and his future achievements in martial arts are really unpredictable..."
When Ivanova saw this scene, she couldn't help but think that Zhou Yi's move just now was unimaginable even for a person with good kung fu like Ivanova.
"I was scared to death. I thought he was kicked by the Japanese."
A nymphomaniac patted her chest exaggeratedly and muttered to herself, as if if Zhou Yi was really injured just now, she would faint from worry.
"This is the real man in our country, this is the real domineering, this is the real masculinity. Now no one is saying that our country is in a state of yin and yang decline!"
"Little handsome boy, kill that Japanese guy."
A few of them drank a little, and those who were in a high mood usually shouted loudly while drinking, making them appear more excited."
"It's really amazing. Haha, the counterattack of this move has caused a lot of losses to this little Japan. Brother, I was mistaken. You are the real master. Can you accept your younger brother? I am willing to hang out with you.
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Someone else shouted this.
"Do you still want to fight me?"
Zhou Yi slowly thought about Ichiro Miyamoto taking a step forward and said coldly.
When Zhou Yi wanted to approach him, Miyamoto Ichiro was extremely nervous. However, at this time, his face was livid and he said nothing because he knew that fighting an internal boxing master like Zhou Yi would be like seeking death. Even if he was arrogant, he would not be able to fight with Zhou Yi.
He could no longer be arrogant in front of him. He was shocked by Zhou Yi just now, and now he felt a little sore and numb all over his body. This made him even more afraid to act rashly, so he had no choice but to say nothing.
"Haha, Japan is so timid!"
"Yes, if he fights this handsome boy, he is seeking death."
People in the bar started making fun of Ichiro Miyamoto.
"Your name is Ichiro Miyamoto, right? The gap between you and me is too big. I won't fight you. As long as you can beat this friend of mine, I can promise you to let you walk out of this bar safely."
Zhou Yi said to Ichiro Miyamoto mockingly.
"This bar doesn't belong to you. It seems you can just stay here, okay?"
Hearing that Zhou Yi would not fight him, Miyamoto Ichiro took a breath, but he was a cunning guy. He was afraid that Zhou Yi would not keep his words, so he asked immediately.
"What I said applies here. If you don't believe me, you can ask this beautiful manager." Zhou Yi didn't understand what Ichiro Miyamoto was thinking. He sneered and pointed at Ivanova.
"Yes, Young Master Zhou is right. As long as you can defeat this beauty, the grievances between you and your friends and me will be wiped out." Ivanova said: "If you lose, just wait.
You should be thrown into the West Lake by my people to feed the bastard."
"I hope you will keep your word. We samurai in Japan are not afraid of anyone, but if you use wheel fighting to deal with me, it will be unfair to me. What I long for is a fair fight."
Ichiro Miyamoto was quite cunning. He didn't want others to think he was scared but also wanted to get out of here safely. He said something to Zhou Yi and Ivanova, then pointed at Luo Qingxue and said: "Since you don't have any objections, then I
Just fight her to determine victory or defeat, a fair fight."
Miyamoto Ichiro's wishful thinking was very simple. He didn't want to fight Zhou Yi, he just wanted to fight Luo Qingxue. After winning, he could leave, then move in reinforcements, and then take revenge.
"Don't worry, Miss Ivanova and I are both stubborn. As long as you can defeat my friend, you can take your unconscious partner with you. We will never stop you.
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Zhou Yi said with a smile, with a relaxed expression on his face. It seemed that he felt that Luo Qingxue was very sure of winning. Seeing Zhou Yi's calm smile, Miyamoto Ichiro was a little worried. He was afraid that Luo Qingxue was at the same level as Ivanova.
A master, if this is the case, he has no confidence in winning.
"Japanese, why do you dare to talk nonsense like that? Damn it, if you want to fight, hurry up and don't try to delay. Anyway, you will inevitably be taught a lesson by me today."
Luo Qingxue said to Ichiro Miyamoto impatiently, urging him to fight her as soon as possible. The words Ichiro Miyamoto said at the wine table earlier were so unpleasant, she was already angry, and she was already ready to teach Miyamoto a lesson.
Ichiro Ichiban.
"Flower girl, don't be too arrogant. Now I will let you know how powerful I am."
After being humiliated by Luo Qingxue, Miyamoto Ichiro's expression immediately changed and he rushed over.
Ichiro Miyamoto is tall, has long legs, and long arms. His pounce was really powerful, like a giant cockroach. However, Luo Qingxue's movement was very flexible. She avoided Miyamoto in a flash.
Ichiro's pounce made Miyamoto Ichiro's pounce come to nothing, and he was rewarded for his hard work.
After Luo Qingxue avoided Ichiro Miyamoto's pounce, she immediately launched a counterattack. Her best skill was kicking. She suddenly used her waist to exert force, and hit Ichiro Miyamoto's thigh with a vicious low whip.
"Baga!"
Ichiro Miyamoto was kicked in the leg by Luo Qingxue, and it was obvious that he was in pain. The muscles on his face twitched, he yelled, and punched Luo Qingxue's head with his left and right fists, like a mad cow.
"The fight finally started."
"It's good to have fun again."
When Ichiro Miyamoto and Luo Qingxue started to fight, the atmosphere in the bar became high again, but this time there was no one. Luo Qingxue thought that since she was a girl, she was no match for Ichiro Miyamoto. Since masters like Zhou Yi had great confidence in her
, the men, women and children watching the fight in the bar had no reason not to have confidence in her.
So in this fight, most people in the bar were thinking about how a beautiful girl like Luo Qingxue beat up a kid like Ichiro Miyamoto. No one was worried about Luo Qingxue suffering a loss. After all, Zhou Yi and Ivanova were still there.
There's a formation on the side.
The fight continues!
Luo Qingxue's strength is not much stronger than Miyamoto Ichiro, and Miyamoto Ichiro will definitely compete with Luo Qingxue, so it is not very realistic for Luo Qingxue to defeat Miyamoto Ichiro in a quick battle.
Ichiro Miyamoto's left and right punches all went straight to Luo Qingxue's head. This guy had an advantage in height. He could hit Luo Qingxue's head with any punch he wanted.
Although Miyamoto Ichiro is relatively thin, his strength is not small. His two consecutive punches that attack Luo Qingxue are full of whistling wind, which is very domineering!
A person's head is very important and cannot be hit hard, so Miyamoto Ichiro's boxing skills still put a lot of pressure on Luo Qingxue, because once she is hit on the head by Miyamoto Ichiro's fist, she is likely to be knocked down, or even knocked down.
shock.
After all, Luo Qingxue has been practicing martial arts since she was a child, and her basic skills are very solid. Just when Miyamoto Ichiro's straight punch was about to hit her head, her head quickly shook left and right, and she deftly avoided Miyamoto Ichiro's blow.
Practice boxing.
Luo Qingxue's dodge was indeed very beautiful, and Ivanova's eyes lit up when she saw it.
"good!"
Ivanova was the first to cheer Luo Qingxue!
"good!"
"Come on, beauty."
Ivanova cheered, and the old customers in the bar also cheered, and many people cheered for Luo Qingxue.
"Baga!"
Seeing that his two attacks were easily resolved by Luo Qingxue, Miyamoto Ichiro began to become violent.
However, Luo Qingxue did not wait for Miyamoto Ichiro to attack again, and immediately kicked Miyamoto Ichiro's knee joint with another whip.
Snap!
Luo Qingxue's whip kick was so powerful and fast that it made a loud sound when it kicked Miyamoto Ichiro's leg.
Luo Qingxue plays in the same position as last time!
This time, Miyamoto Ichiro's legs were swept away by Luo Qingxue before he could stand still.
Whip Kick is about a kind of penetrating power. If an ordinary person is swept up by Luo Qingxue on his legs, he will basically lose his balance and fall to the ground, losing his fighting ability. However, as a Japanese samurai, Ichiro Miyamoto still has some abilities.
His ability to withstand beatings was good, and Luo Qingxue's legs had not completely injured his legs.
"Now it's my turn to attack you."
After Luo Qingxue succeeded in the move, she did not pause. She let out a sweet cry and suddenly launched an attack. There was a twenty centimeter difference in height between her and Miyamoto Ichiro, so it was difficult for her to hit Miyamoto Ichiro's head, but her skills
With agility, he quickly walked around Miyamoto Ichiro's side, and quickly slashed Miyamoto Ichiro's ribs with a hand knife.
Luo Qingxue had better skills and faster movement, but Miyamoto Ichiro's reaction speed was also good. He immediately kicked his legs and kicked Luo Qingxue in the abdomen, blocking Luo Qingxue and preventing Luo Qingxue's hand knife from cutting him.
Luo Qingxue's attack was blocked, so she immediately changed her moves, took a quick detour, and kicked Miyamoto Ichiro's knee joint with another whip kick.
This time, even though Miyamoto Ichiro's ability to withstand the blow was good, he screamed in pain, because Luo Qingxue's whip leg was like an iron rod. Imagine a person's knee joint and the crook of his leg were slapped three times in a row.
, will it hurt to crack your teeth?
Ichiro Miyamoto is tall and has long legs, which is his advantage, but compared with Luo Qingxue, his flexibility is much worse. Zhou Yi just told Luo Qingxue that Miyamoto Ichiro's lower body is not very stable, so Luo Qingxue cannot
He fought head-on with Ichiro Miyamoto, but adopted a swimming method to attack Ichiro Miyamoto's lower plate.
This is Luo Qingxue’s way to win!
Miyamoto Ichiro received three whip kicks from Luo Qingxue on the crook of his thigh, knee and leg. His leg was considered slightly injured, so he moved much slower than before.
Luo Qingxue seized the opportunity and in the next few minutes, he gave Miyamoto Ichiro a few more kicks on the knees and legs.
Ichiro Miyamoto began to lose his balance, and Luo Qingxue had the upper hand. He slowly and completely mastered the main punches in the fight. Now Miyamoto couldn't stand still, so he became a target for Luo Qingxue. The fight between the two was completely successful.
A one-sided situation.
"Beauty, good kicking. This Japanese guy dares to come to our country and act arrogantly, so I'd better break his legs."
"Yes, kill this devil!"
Many people in the bar cheered! Now Luo Qingxue is simply killing Ichiro Miyamoto, so everyone present feels very happy.
"Lie down!"
Suddenly, Luo Qingxue decided to end the fight. She kicked out again, and hit Miyamoto Ichiro's knee and leg with a fierce low whip. This time, Miyamoto Ichiro was really unable to stand. With a bang, he