The Last Mecha

Chapter 26
The martial arts hall in the concession was originally donated by a wealthy businessman surnamed Jia. It was built by Fusang artisans to introduce the origin of Chinese martial arts to foreigners. It did not contain much political meaning.It's just that the wealthy businessman didn't bother after he left a fortune, and a manager under his chamber of commerce took over.

The manager tried his best at the beginning, inviting martial arts masters and famous experts, but it was a pity that the high-spirited foreigners on the battlefield looked down on oriental technology at all, which once caused the embarrassing situation that no one cared about the martial arts hall and was on the verge of bankruptcy. potato.

Until half a year later, a small trader from Qilu bought Yanwu Hall from the manager at a very low price.He used his brains to set up a ring, and used international martial arts performances as a gimmick to publicize among the people in the concession, creating an image of which country wins the ring master, and which country's boxing, kicking and sword skills are the best in the world.

Just at this time, the inseparable relationship between martial arts and qi has been recognized more and more, and this move has attracted a group of idle good-for-nothings from all over the world, as well as middle and low-level flamboyants.

Either they can afford tea that is several times more expensive and want to join in the fun, or they are attracted by the name of the international martial arts show, trying to increase their status.

Therefore, the so-called martial arts performance was just a group of low-level self-entertainment at the beginning, but as time went by, some scholars with real talents were gradually attracted, such as Liu Shuying, a bloody young man, and Fusang youth. Yamazaki's retreat has really become a place where young people practicing martial arts from all over the world compete for victory.

From the figure wrapped in light armor and haori, it can be seen that this person is only in his early 20s, with strong muscles and steady breathing.

The white embroidered badge on the black sleeves tells Wu Gou at a glance that he is a disciple of Fusang Yangxinliu-Jitsu, who has practiced hard for more than ten years.Drenched in martial arts since childhood, as long as there are relevant researchers from the side to guide, the energy level must be at least 7 or above.

And Liu Shuying next to him is also taught by a famous teacher, but due to his age and a late start, his martial arts attainments and physique are still in the stage of rapid growth, and his qi should not have reached 5 now.

Of course, the level of qi electricity is not directly related to the level of simple boxing skills. For example, although Wu Gou only has 0.99 qi, but if he consciously fights with Liu Shuying with real fists, it is not a life-and-death fight. There is a [-]% chance of winning, but against this Fusang youth, it cannot exceed [-]% at most.

As far as this chance of winning is based on the fact that they met for the first time and did not know the basics.If Yamazaki Tui knew something about him, and Wu Gou also knew himself, his chances were even smaller.

Since Yamazaki retreated through the door, the loud Bretons who had just raised their cups and drank tea suddenly fell silent. They lowered their heads unconsciously and carefully watched the young man slowly walk up to the center of the wooden platform.

"Is anyone going to challenge me today?"

The arrogant sentence was repeated three times in Fusang, Daxia, and Bradian. As the champion of the Yanwu Hall for three consecutive weeks, Yamazaki had the confidence to be arrogant.

He started formally practicing martial arts at the age of six, and he has been in contact with Yangxinliu for 15 years. On the other hand, he is still a superior in Xinyinliu swordsmanship, but unfortunately his talent is mediocre.

Every time my master affirmed his hard work, he would secretly shake his head at his slow progress.Otherwise, he should have been a strategic talent valued by the military by now, and a first-level researcher in the country would tailor a plan for him to improve his energy level, instead of being sent to the Xia country on the other side of the East China Sea, where no one cares about him.

Yamazaki retreated on the stage and yelled a few times, his eyes scanned the surroundings, and the ten-year-olds sitting around buried their heads deeper.He felt satisfied, and was just about to step off the stage to eat some free food prepared for the challenger, but Liu Shuying, who was beside Wu Gou, slapped the jade-encrusted long sword on the table, then straightened up, stepped forward and said: "I challenge you."

Young people are full of vigor and aggressive, even if they are the number one in the martial arts hall, Liu Shuying is not willing to let the Fusang people go.

His actions did not win praise for his courage from the spectators present. The Yibang and Xia people who were seated all around had a strange half-pity and half-smile expression, and then each bowed their heads and spoke one after another.

Over a hundred years, Wu Gou has mastered dozens of foreign languages, and the method of nourishing qi has improved his ability to distinguish sounds several levels in a few weeks. He sat quietly on a bench, holding half The cup of warm tea is not yet cold, and the surrounding chatter is pouring into the ears without interruption.

".It's this guy again. Doesn't know it hurts"

"Once a week. It doesn't matter if you are obsessed. Just for fun"

Those faces with different physical characteristics all had the expressions of watching a movie. The idlers were tired of drinking tea and wanted to watch some excitement.They screamed strangely and encouraged Liu Shuying with foreign accents mixed with foul language, just to laugh more happily after he lost.

The two people, whose combined age was no more than 40 years old, looked at each other on and off the stage, as if neither of them wanted to look away first.

In the end, it was Yamazaki who let out a laugh out of his nostrils first. He took off his armor and hooked his fingers at the young man under the stage. Liu Shuying was not polite, turned over and got on the stage. This is the competition between the two It's settled.

The atmosphere under the stage was almost heated up. The staff in the hall pulled up the long curtain in front of the porch with a wink, and then someone pushed a small cart, which was loaded with low-alcohol drinks and tickets for betting. look.

And in the side doors on the left and right sides of the wooden platform, two capable martial artists in their prime of life stood faintly on the left and right, staring at their movements with naked eyes. The first shot.

After all, this is a concession, even if a certificate of life and death is signed, it is inevitable that there will be connections between the visitors and the Ministry of Industry and Commerce or chambers of commerce of various countries.Therefore, the requirements of the competition are all up to the point, even the weapon fights are made of soft bamboo knives. The Qilu businessman is well versed in the way of survival while making money.

"Why are you still here?"

Yamazaki raised his eyebrows, and Jiang Song's jerky words were thrown out along with his rough index finger, and his muscles and bones cracked.

"Because I don't like you, even if you rule the roost in this kind of place, you dare to claim that Fusang martial arts is the best in the world."

Liu Shuying's eyes were like barbed barbs, and a natural stubbornness couldn't stop pouring out.

In fact, he has challenged Yamazaki's retreat many times, and there is another reason that he doesn't want to say-because of his father Liu Changsheng's obstruction, he can't find a suitable training partner now, and he has practiced foundation piles, fists, feet and swords for a long time. Now is the time when feedback is needed.

This 17-year-old boy is not a fool. Apart from being impulsive sometimes because of his temper, he has a lot of thoughts.

"You are defeated, you are in the East China Sea just like your country, and you will be ashamed with us in Fusang." Yamazaki Tui let out a deep voice from his throat, "Okay, then I will let you know today. Your Xia Kingdom's martial arts, No. Our Fusang, okay!"

During the conversation, the muscles of the two were tense, their breathing became lighter, and they looked like they were ready to go.

On the other hand, Wu Gou sat under the stage with his body bent, holding a fruit plate in one hand and scratching his calf with the other, calm and composed.

(End of this chapter)