My martial arts master is too crazy, 3000 million black fans

Chapter 253: The little life is frustrating, but the big devil is invincible!
"Congratulations to the third match tonight, Mr. Jiang Yang vs. Mr. Katsaki Yoshino. Congratulations to the winner, Mr. Jiang Yang. Everyone cheers, where is the applause?" the host Xiao Sa shouted.

Boom~~
Only then did everyone at the scene react, and burst into applause and cheers.

"Invincible! Invincible! Invincible!" Chen Peng and Wang Yu's fans shouted at the top of their lungs.

Some shouted out loud.

too excited.

The boss is so awesome.

The shouts grew louder and louder, as if they were about to overwhelm the arena.

Who's next?

Soon, it became quiet, and all eyes turned to the area where the ten brave men were, leaving seven brave men.

Everyone is curious, who else dares to go up?

Who else has the courage?

Three brave men have been defeated in a row, and the two most promising strong men, Giant and Roshan, have also failed one after another. Who else dares to go up?
"Hey, the boss is so strong, I wonder who would dare to go up and get beaten when I was young." A fan said what many people are thinking.

Pay attention to the neon people at the scene. The high morale they had when the ten brave men first entered has completely disappeared.

Look depressed.

The big devil is so awesome and terrifying.

Who is this opponent?

The remaining seven brave men are quite tough, and it is estimated that none of them will be a match.

At this moment, the Nihong people themselves thought that they were going to fail, and the frustration in their hearts was beyond words.

"Amitabha!"

At this time, a Buddha's trumpet sounded, and one of the remaining seven brave men stood up and walked onto the ring without haste.

When he got to the ring, he clasped his hands facing the audience, and proclaimed the Buddha's name again.

The monk’s information appeared on the screen:
Dharma name: Yanlong

Monk: Sensoji Temple Warrior Monk
There is not much information. It only introduces the monk's name, which comes from Higashi Skeleton Sensoji Temple.

"Young monk Yanlong came to Master Jiangyang for advice." Monk Yanlong clasped his hands together and spoke fluent Chinese.

"Master, can you speak Chinese?" Jiang Yang was curious.

"The young monk has studied in the Shaolin Temple in your country for five years." Yanlong replied.

It actually still has something to do with Shaolin Temple.

"Master, you are very courageous." Jiang Yang said with a slight smile.

The implication is that even though the previous brave men have failed, they still dare to come forward. This requires courage.

"Amitabha." Yanlong announced the Buddha's name, "The benefactor's martial arts are unparalleled, so naturally this little monk is no match for him."

"Oh, since you are no match for me, why are you coming here to get beaten?" Jiang Yang asked.

"For the reputation of Neon Martial Arts, even if the young monk is not the donor's opponent, he can only ask the donor for advice."

After a pause, Yanlong continued, "I heard that the benefactor practiced the golden bell of the Shaolin Temple. When the young monk was in the Shaolin Temple, he knew that very few people could successfully practice this magical skill. The benefactor could indeed cultivate this skill to an extremely high level. , is a prodigy in martial arts.”

Yanlong said that he practiced Shaolin Temple's Golden Bell Shield, but Jiang Yang had no explanation.

"The young monk has also practiced the powerful Vajra Palm of the Shaolin Temple. I wonder how much I have learned from it and would like to learn from it."

This monk actually knows the powerful Vajra Palm of Shaolin Temple, which is interesting.

Jiang Yang became interested and didn't say much. He directly lifted up the golden bell and said, "Master, I'll take your palm."

Yantaka is also straightforward.

"Donor, be careful." After saying this, Yanlong took action.

A powerful Vajra palm slapped Jiang Yang's chest.

Jiang Yang didn't dodge or dodge.

"puff!"

The powerful vajra palm slapped his chest, and the sound was like a slap on a cowhide, not a human body.

Monk Yanlong showed a surprised expression.

Take a few steps back.

"Amitabha, the donor's golden bell has been cultivated to the point where gold is indestructible. I'm afraid it is invincible in the world. This young monk is definitely no match." Monk Yanlong clasped his hands together, bowed slightly, and went down directly.

This is it, do you want to admit defeat?

The audience below is still curious.

"Master's powerful golden congo is really hot." Jiang Yang praised.

As far as he knew, the monk's palm was extremely powerful. Invisible through his clothes, a light red handprint appeared on Jiang Yang's chest.

After a few seconds, the handprint disappeared.

Although it only lasted a few seconds, it was already remarkable.

Jiang Yang's golden bell cover has been practiced to perfection, and it is difficult to leave marks on his body even with swords, let alone palm marks.

Jiang Yang made a mental evaluation and found out that the Golden Bell Shield can only resist the monk's powerful Vajra Palm if it reaches the seventh level or above. Those below the seventh level will have to be injured.

It can be seen that the monk's powerful Vajra Palm has been practiced to an extremely high level.

Jiang Yang watched the monk leave, but he didn't expect that there were still masters in the neon martial arts world.

Among the ten warriors, Monk Yanlong is the strongest.

It was a pity that no one in the audience, including several guests, could see the mystery, and no one could see the power of this monk's palm. In everyone's eyes, this competition was a bit ordinary.

Far less exciting than the last two games.

Jiang Yang stepped off the ring, took a break, and drank his saliva.

"Master, was the monk's Vajra Palm just now very powerful?" Bai Xiaoni asked curiously as she handed Master a bottle of water.

She noticed that he was a little slim, not because of the monk's powerful Vajra Palm, but because of the master's expression.

"Well, it's a bit heated." Jiang Yang nodded.

"The Great Vajra Palm is not yet our Tang country's martial art." Gao Meng interjected with contempt.

Also.

The monk also used martial arts from the Tang Dynasty.

After drinking the water, Jiang Yang returned to the ring.

Glancing around.

Half of the audience was filled with neon people, looking depressed and depressed.

Four brave men were defeated in succession.

No one was an opponent and was beaten to a pulp.

Moving his eyes to the brave area, the atmosphere was dull and morale was also low.

You must be afraid of your childhood.

Jiang Yang smiled, "Have you made your choice? Who's coming up?"

No reaction.

No one said a word and accepted the challenge.

I was really scared when I was little.

"Haha!" Jiang Yang laughed, "I say the remaining six of you should come together."

together?
Several brave men exchanged glances.

"I said at the beginning that you have no chance if you fight alone. If you fight together, you still have a little chance.

This is my second chance to give you, who else can come up?Or go together? "

Jiang Yang laughed.

"Big thief, don't think we are really afraid of you."

Oh, someone responded.

The mercenary among the ten brave men quickly ran up to the ring.

Ichiro Kimura.

mercenary.

After taking the stage, Kimura Ichiro drew two weapons, one long and one short, tied to his thigh.

The long one is a three-edged military thorn, and the short one is a military dagger.

Move weapons.

There are no rules in the arena that prohibit the use of weapons. In addition to modern firearms, cold weapons, swords, and even concealed weapons can be used.

"Boss." A voice came from the audience. It was Gao Meng who had taken a sword and was about to take it to the ring.

"No need." Jiang Yang waved his hand.

He does not need it.

For a mercenary, there is no need for him to use a sword, his bare hands are enough.

"Holy shit, the boss wants to use his bare hands?" Some fans were shocked.

The opponent had a weapon in his hand, a military dagger, and a Mitsubishi thorn.

There was discussion from the audience.

"The boss is a master of arts and a bold man."

"Don't forget, the boss, the Golden Bell, is invulnerable."

"Is it really invulnerable?"

Although many fans have seen the boss perform the invulnerability of the golden bell.

But that was a performance, this was an arena, a real swordfight, and the opponent was a mercenary who had experienced hundreds of battles.

Chen Peng carefully observed the flash of military daggers in the hands of the mercenaries.

The military dagger was very sharp, and Chen Peng's heart went crazy when he looked at it.

Can't help but get nervous.

Many fans were as nervous as him.

This is a natural fear of weapons such as daggers.

Jiang Yang still smiled indifferently, stretched out his hand and made a hooking motion.

It means come!

Kimura Ichiro's eyes showed murderous intent. "court death."

Kimura Ichiro moved and rushed towards Jiang Yang quickly, and the Mitsubishi Thorn in his right hand slashed towards Jiang Yang's throat.

Jiang Yang tilted his neck back.

The sharp Mitsubishi thorn scratched against his neck.

Then he took a step back, just in time to avoid another slash to his stomach.

The tip of the dagger scraped against his clothes.

Dangerous and dangerous.

Ichiro Kimura's sword is very fast.

The two daggers in his hands were death's scythes.

He is a mercenary, he was born to risk his life, and his sword skills are also deadly, without any extra fancy, fast and ruthless.

However, he was fast, and Jiang Yang was even faster.

They dodged one by one.

If it had been anyone else, he would have been stabbed long ago.

Within a few seconds, Kimura Ichiro had already struck out several times, never leaving his throat, heart and other vital parts.

It was very dangerous, with blood splattering all over the place.

For the first time, the boss was in danger, at least in the eyes of the fans, he was at a disadvantage.

It seems to have met an opponent.

The opponent's two daggers are deadly and full of danger.

Many fans are on tenterhooks.

Some female fans covered their mouths, afraid to make any sound for fear of disturbing the boss.

At this moment, the fans were more nervous than Jiang Yang himself.

Only a few people in the team were not worried or panicked at all.

Bai Xiaoni still looked like she was watching a show.

She knew that the master just didn't take action.

With Master's ability, he couldn't catch a single punch in this small day, and he was knocked down with one punch.

Jiang Yang didn't take any action. It was the first time he encountered an opponent like a mercenary and he couldn't play with it.

In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen rounds passed.

Kimura Ichiro pressed forward step by step.

Daggers, Mitsubishi bayonets and knives greeted the vital points.

Jiang Yang kept retreating and dodging.

Kimura Ichiro is indeed a mercenary who has experienced hundreds of battles. His sword skills have no routines and are all natural reactions formed in life and death struggles.

Rather than talking about sword skills, it would be more appropriate to describe it as killing skills.

A very terrifying killing technique.

Among the ten brave men, Monk Ganryu is the strongest, but in terms of danger, the mercenary Ichiro Kimura is the most dangerous person.

"As expected of a mercenary who has experienced life and death, this is a real killing technique." Jiang Yang praised in his heart.

"Come on Kimura-kun!"

"Kill him! Kill the gangster, kill him!"

The neon people in the audience were excited and started shouting.

They can't see anything.

In their eyes, Kimura Ichiro had the upper hand, forcing the gangster to dodge, as if he had no power to fight back. Therefore, they saw the hope of victory.

Finally, Jiang Yang Dao, the big devil, has met his opponent. Finally, there is someone who can defeat him.

Although Ichiro Kimura can't win with his bare hands, as long as he can win, he can defeat the big thief.

Having failed too many times, the Neon people desperately hope to win once.

I don’t care what is fair or unfair.

"Haha, you're still excited, right?"

Jiang Yang secretly smiled.

But let your brave men perform first.

You really thought it would work, right?

So far.

The dagger flashed coldly and slashed toward his throat again.

Jiang Yang reached out and grabbed Kimura Ichiro's wrist.

"Crack!" Immediately, Ichiro Kimura's arm was broken and the dagger fell to the ground.

Ichiro Kimura was also fierce. He endured the severe pain in his arm and stabbed the opponent's stomach with the Mitsubishi Thorn with his other hand.

There was a hint of ferocity in his eyes.

Just useless struggle.

Jiang Yang stretched out two fingers and clamped the Mitsubishi Thorn.

How can it be?

Kimura Ichiro showed a horrified expression.

The opponent caught the Mitsubishi Thorn with only two fingers.

What's even more shocking is that with a pinch of his fingers, the Mitsubishi was broken into two sections.

In shock, Kimura Ichiro's pupils dilated, reflecting a fist, which enlarged——

"Snapped!"

Mouth blossoms.

Several teeth were knocked out.

Then, Kimura Ichiro fell straight on his back to the ground.

There was no movement, no movement.

If you look closely, you will be stunned by one punch.

Surprised all around.

The neon man who was shouting just now was like a group of ducks quacking happily, and his voice was cut off by being grabbed by the neck.

A neon young man with dyed hair took a breath. His position was relatively close to the ring, and his sight angle was just right to see the Mitsubishi Thorn being pinched off by the Big Devil's two fingers.

Amaterasu, the Great Demon King is so terrifying!

The Mitsubishi Thorn said it was pinched off.

Still two fingers.

There were also a few Neon people whose eyes fell on the ring, the dagger that fell to the ground, and the Mitsubishi thorn that was broken in two.

too frightening.

The Great Demon King is so terrifying.

Countless neon netizens witnessed the gangster defeating the armed mercenary with his bare hands.

The fighting power is terrible.

For a moment, the Neon Man thought he was going to win, but ended up losing.

The big devil is really scary.

unbeatable.

In the auditorium, Chen Peng was still clenching his fists, and he was still nervous the last second.

Worried about the boss.

The moment Kimura Ichiro fell to the ground, Chen Peng's eyes widened.

The boss won?

It's a win!
The next second, Chen Peng stood up excitedly and shouted loudly: "Yeah, the boss won! Long live the boss! Invincible!"

Boom~~
The entire fan base was as excited as a frying pan. Some roared loudly, some clapped vigorously, and some punched the air.

"Invincible!"

"Invincible!"

"Invincible!"

Seconds later, the entire fan base shouted in unison.

The sound is uniform.

"Master, invincible! Invincible!" Bai Xiaoni shouted.

"Invincible! Invincible" Zhen Tuan shouted.

"Invincible!"

"Invincible!"

"Invincible!"

There are several large screens, and netizens are posting comments.

Neon guest Ayumi Hisaki looked amazed and slowly exhaled, "It's amazing!"

Really invincible.

The staff carried away Kimura Ichiro.

There are five brave men left.

Their expressions were shocked, frustrated, lamenting.

How could a gangster be so terrifying?

The combat power is too strong.

Who can defeat.

The remaining few people know that they are no longer opponents, far from being opponents.

(End of this chapter)