"Master, are you really good at kung fu?" Bai Anni asked curiously.
"Uh--! Does sweeping the hall's legs count?" Li Er said in a cold sweat.
Bai Anni stuck out her tongue: "Just one move?"
"Just one move!" Li Er smiled bitterly, and then immediately changed his face. The guy said seriously: "One move is enough. Do I need a second move to deal with these scumbag Japanese guys?"
"..." Bo Anne looked at her master funny, you don't know how to do the second move! Anne knew that her master's fighting skills were excellent, but in traditional martial arts, she seemed to have only seen her master use one move.
'Sweeping the hall'.
"Don't laugh at Master, or I'll spank you!" Li Er snorted coldly.
Bai Anni squinted her eyes, stayed beside Li Er, and said softly: "Okay! Master, I'll let you play again tonight!"
"..." Li Er's face turned dark. He missed He Min's wolfberry and pork bone soup, otherwise his waist would hurt.
"Brother, are you sure you are the master recommended by Brother Jiaju?" Ding Jianguo asked Li Er familiarly.
After he learned that Chen Jiaju had no time to attend the meeting, he felt very nervous. Everyone had witnessed Chen Jiaju's ability, but the Li Er in front of him didn't seem to have any ability except for having a pretty face that would please women.
"It's hard to say if the opponent is someone else, but when they fought against the Japanese, when they invaded our country, my ancestors were not afraid of the brutal killings. Do you think I should embarrass the motherland?" Li Er said with solemn eyes.
Said, this guy's acting skills are much better than Chen Jiaju, which immediately aroused the emotions of Ding Jianguo and other Chinese people who came to cheer.
"Yes, don't be afraid of them, just do their damn thing!"
"That's right, we can't embarrass our ancestors, damn it."
"Brother, come on, there's nothing to be afraid of if you lose. They always charge us protection money anyway." A stocky fat man said with a fist.
Li Er: "..."
Ding Jianguo and others all stared at the little fat man.
"Fat Mantis, can you say something nicer? How do you know we will lose before we fight? Our forefathers' millet and rifles were not equally capable of defeating little Japan." Ding Jianguo cursed loudly.
Of course, although these guys shout slogans loudly, they actually have little confidence in Li Er, because usually good-looking guys have little ability, and such people are often embroidered pillows.
If Li Er knew that Ding Jianguo and others were slandering him, he would definitely get angry. He would rather have a sore waist than make a silver pewter spear head.
"Hey! Why isn't he the same person as yesterday?" a Japanese asked Ding Jianguo.
Ding Jianguo turned to look at Li Er and said loudly, "He is the master of the warrior yesterday."
The Japanese at the Ueno Dojo were immediately in an uproar. Yesterday, Chen Jiaju beat seven or eight of them by himself. It had already spread in the dojo. In order to regain face, the Yamada group prepared three of the strongest masters in the gang this time.
But I didn't expect that the other party seemed to be on guard, and actually sent a 'master-level' figure.
The Japanese warriors at the Ueno Martial Arts School looked at Li Er one after another, and their expressions were very strange. In any case, Li Er did not look like a 'master-level' expert at his age.
"What did Little Japan say?" Li Er asked with a frown.
Bai Anni smiled and said: "They asked if you were the big-nosed horse. The big man said that you were better than the big-nosed horse. It was the same for everyone who came."
Li Er nodded. During the fight, he indeed considered himself to be better than Chen Jiaju. Even if he didn't have to sweep his legs, he would still be better than Chen Jiaju in terms of strength and speed.
The only thing Chen Jiaju can defeat Li Er is that he only has the ability to take a beating. Don't underestimate the ability to take a beating. This guy Chen Jiaju often relies on his invincible physique to make his opponents cry alive.
"Karate, Kazuo Funakoshi, please teach me!" A middle-aged Japanese man took off his shoes and walked barefoot to the martial arts competition venue.
"What did he say?" Li Er asked.
Anne immediately translated: "He is introducing himself to you. He said his name is Funakoshi Kazuo. He practices karate. Master, you have to be careful. Karate is about killing with one hit. Be careful that he lets you go in the first round."
fall down."
"Report yourself?" Li Er was stunned for a moment.
'How can I repay myself for having no family or sect? Is it possible for me to hit the target with perfect accuracy?'
Li Er saw his opponent posing in a very cool and unrestrained manner, so he walked to the court and did a Wong Fei Hung's starting pose.
"Uh--! Pentathlon, Li Er!" Li Er said seriously.
People on the 'Chinese Team' side are scratching their heads, what kind of sect is the 'Pentathlon'?
"Hi--!"
The Japanese are indeed very pragmatic. After Kazuo Funakoshi saw that Li Er was ready, he immediately launched the most common karate kick to Li Er's waist and abdomen, and took the lead in launching the attack.
"Let's go, this Japanese is so fast!" Li Er saw that Kazuo Funakoshi had just raised his foot, and the instep was already about to hit him. The guy was worried that he would not dodge quickly, so he decisively launched the "sweeping kick".
The people watching the battle at Ueno Dojo only saw Li Er squat down suddenly and dodge Funakoshi Kazuo's attack. The people of the 'Chinese team' were startled. Although Li Er's dodge posture was very weird, it was still a way to deal with the opponent's killer.
A good way to recruit.
The members of the Yamada group were shocked. They had seen many ways to deal with a cross kick, including retreating, actively approaching to attack, jumping up to fight back, and using the body to withstand the kick and then punch.
But they have never seen or even heard of someone squatting down to dodge a cross kick attack. Once he squats down, his back move will definitely be unable to get up. This is a stupid death move. The Japanese who want to watch a wonderful competition all expressed their opinions.
Face of disappointment.
"Snapped--!"
Li Er did not get up, but Funakoshi Kazuo fell down.
It's a sweeper's leg.
"ah--!"
The audience in the martial arts hall all looked at Li Er with their tongues smacking, except for Bai Anni, who looked proud at the moment and couldn't stop the smile on her lips.
"The man I like is not that simple!" Bai Anni raised her little hands and felt very proud.
Funakoshi Kazuo, who was hit, suppressed the shock in his heart. After falling down, he immediately rolled back and looked at Li Er in horror.
Li Er did not take the opportunity to attack, but waited calmly for Funakoshi to regain his temper.
The members of the 'Japan Team' looked at Li Er with admiration. After Kazuo Funakoshi fell to the ground just now, it was the best opportunity for a combo of attacks, but the opponent did not take advantage of the situation to attack. This demeanor is indeed very expert-like.
After Kazuo Funakoshi realized that Li Er had no intention of attacking, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief. The sweeping kick just now came so suddenly, and he was really unprepared. When he reacted, he had already tripped and fell. It was such an elusive kick.
A young man in the 'Japan team' looked at Li Er solemnly. He could not see through Li Er's motive. When Funakoshi Kazuo used a cross kick, the young man clearly saw that Li Er's eyes were a little panicked.
, he probably didn't expect Funakoshi's horizontal kick. Who knew that the next second, Funakoshi Kazuo would fall into his attack trap, which was really unpredictable.
"Koizumi, you are the candidate for the second competition. What do you think of this Chinese warrior's moves?" an old guy next to the young man asked in a low voice.
"I don't know!" Koizumi answered honestly.
He really didn't know that Funakoshi Kazuo in the field couldn't understand Li Er either, so he could only pry step by step cautiously.
Li Er used Huang Feihong's signature starting position again. This guy found that this pretentious posture was very suitable for him to launch his "sweeping kick".
