Quickly conquer the martial arts world, and let your fists dominate the heavens!

Chapter 18 A spear thrust to the heart! Eight Extremes Strikes!

After Chen Zhan signed and sealed the document, the other two had no choice but to sign and seal their documents as well, and the martial arts competition was about to begin.

The long street was wide and attracted a large crowd, including not only Chinese and Japanese, but also many Westerners.

Today, Tianjin has five foreign concessions.

Foreigners also love to join in the fun at such events.

The Japanese went to great lengths to maintain appearances, perhaps feeling confident of victory, by reserving a space for the Jingwu School with tables and chairs for rest and viewing.

In fact, it would be quite welcome for Chinese people to come and watch.

The order of the martial arts competition was also determined by the Jingwu School. Huo Dongge originally wanted to go first, but Sun Yulong stopped him.

"Brother Huo, there's no rush. This matter concerns Uncle Huo's reputation. It would be better if you started it and ended it."

"That makes sense, then I'll have to trouble you, Brother Yulong."

"It's alright, I'll probe their strength first."

Both of them ignored Chen Zhan, assuming that Chen Zhan would be the last to appear, or that he would be the last one to appear.

Chen Zhan didn't care; he had his own plans.

After saying this, Sun Yulong walked up to the stage in a few steps.

On the second floor of the teahouse across the street, Chiba Shiro sat in the main seat, surveying his surroundings without saying a word. Seeing this, Oda Izumi behind him said, "Lord Chiba, it's my turn to go on stage."

Chiba Shiro waved his hand dismissively.

Oda Izumi jumped from the second floor and landed right on the stage.

He was a junior disciple of Miyagi Chōjun, and both were disciples of the Japanese martial artist Tōonna. The two were of similar age and had been sparring since childhood. Their strengths were comparable, and it was difficult to determine a winner.

However, Miyagi Chōjun came to China five years ago and visited many martial arts masters, after which his martial arts skills improved by leaps and bounds.

Oda Izumi, naturally unable to contain himself, also came to China.

Only then did I realize how vast the world is, how many schools of martial arts there are, and how rich the techniques are—it's unimaginable.

He was devoted to martial arts and unwilling to get involved in political disputes, but he would not miss the opportunity to fight against the masters of the Jingwu School.

Following the traditional Chinese cupped-hand salute, Oda Izumi extended his hand in a gesture of respect and said, "Lord Sun, be careful!"

As is well known, karate originated from Tang Shou and was later transmitted to Okinawa.

Tang Shou is a very domineering martial art that emphasizes speed, decisiveness, and lethality of attacks, often described as a one-hit kill.

Achieve maximum effect with minimal movement, aiming to end the confrontation in the shortest time through precise and powerful attacks, emphasizing the suddenness and explosiveness of movements, and avoiding unnecessary entanglement.

Throughout history, those who have fought against Tang Shou masters have often been either killed or crippled; it is very difficult to escape unscathed.

Japanese karate maintains this characteristic, so Oda Izumi's moves are all about killing, a straight punch aimed at the face!

The most basic and most powerful move involves extending the arm straight out from in front of the chest and striking out quickly, combined with the power transfer from waist rotation and leg push.

Oda Izumi's movements are very simple, without any superfluous moves, just a full display of speed and power.

When the opponent gets close, Sun Yulong takes a half step back, raises his arm and strikes with his elbow, using his elbow to block the fist, which is also a full exertion of force.

The martial arts that have been passed down to us today are all derived from military formations. Bajiquan is based on a spear, Xingyiquan is also based on a spear, and Baguaquan is based on a knife.

In Bajiquan, the elbow is like the tip of a spear, and a horizontal elbow strike is like a horizontal spear strike!

"Bang~"

Xiao Tianquan took two steps back, and Sun Yulong swayed his body, then stepped forward, shouting, "Elbow Strike!"

The elbow strike is like a spear strike; military tactics, even when evolved into boxing, cannot escape their confines.

Sun Yulong's elbows rained down on Xiao Tianquan's body, but Xiao Tianquan didn't seem to have much trouble dealing with it. Sun Yulong hadn't used his full strength yet; both of them were testing each other.

It started as a test, but it quickly became more than that.

In martial arts duels, even when brothers are sparring, they often fight with real passion, and such life-or-death battles are even more uncontrollable.

Soon, Sun Yulong disregarded everything and fired, "A shot to the heart!"

Xiao Tianquan tried to protect his chest with both hands, but he was still thrown more than ten feet away, injuring his lungs and internal organs, and blood was seeping from the corner of his mouth.

But Oda Izumi was no pushover either; though his heart was broken, he didn't care.

With exceptional footwork, and unable to counter the powerful strikes of Bajiquan with his hands, he focused most of his energy on lower body techniques. Karate isn't just about hand techniques; excellent footwork is also crucial.

Kick, entangle, hook, trip, throw, knee.

Each had countless combinations of techniques; although the movements were awkward, the effects were excellent, and Sun Yulong had no choice but to retreat.

The people below were thoroughly enjoying the spectacle, frequently exclaiming in amazement and cheering.

It seems that Sun Yulong has the upper hand now. His Bajiquan technique is fierce and explosive, and he is unstoppable. It is unknown how long Xiaotianquan can hold on.

Duan Wu's two young apprentices stared intently at the two fighters.

"Master, can Uncle-Master Sun win?"

Duan Wu shook his head, indicating that he didn't know. He looked at Chen Zhan, but found that Chen Zhan was not watching the stage.

Instead, they looked towards the second floor of the teahouse.

Chiba Shiro!
Chen Zhan found it strange that Qianye Bai wasn't looking at the stage, but kept scanning the crowd, and he didn't know what he was looking at.

Chiba Haku doesn't seem to be here to fight; he seems more like he's looking for someone.

However, Chen Zhan could tell that Qianye Bai was very skilled in martial arts and was very young, probably a few years younger than him.

This young, talented martial artist appears to be of high status.

No wonder it's so valuable!

Chen Zhan smiled slightly at Qian Yebai, a smile that was neither a smile nor a frown.

Chiba Shiro happened to glance at Chen Zhan and saw his strange attire, his hair as messy as weeds, but his eyes were sharp and his expression was neither smiling nor not smiling.

A question arose in Chiba's mind: why was Chen Zhan laughing? Didn't he know he was going to die?

Chen Zhan looked away and returned to the stage; the two were nearing the end.

Oda Izumi's kicking skills are not bad, but Bajiquan's power also originates from the ground and places great emphasis on the lower body.

The two key techniques of Bajiquan are: stomping your feet and exhaling!
"Zhenjiao," also known as "duozi," is a unique footwork technique in Bajiquan.

Stomping can be done in various ways, such as stomping in place, stomping forward, stomping backward, stomping with both feet, stomping with one foot, and grinding stomping. It can also be done lightly, heavily, slowly, quickly, openly, or covertly.

"Stomping your feet" strengthens your foundation!

Taking advantage of Xiaotianquan's hook kick, Sun Yulong exerted force with his foot, his right leg bones cracked with a loud bang, and a piece of bluestone under his foot was shattered.

A powerful force, generated by stomping his feet, penetrated the ground and took root in the earth, making Sun Yulong feel grounded.

Oda Izumi hooked his right leg with all his might, but it didn't budge an inch.

In a moment of surprise and doubt, Sun Yulong used the momentum from his earlier stomp to propel himself forward with his left foot.

Kick and kick the rolling stone!

Stomp down hard, focusing the force on the ball of your foot and heel, and suddenly step on the opponent's leg that has not yet pulled back.

"Ka~ka~"

The sound of bones cracking suddenly rang out, and everyone around held their breath, able to hear it clearly.

Xiao Tianquan rolled on the ground, traveling several meters, but Sun Yulong did not pursue him.

He had already lost; his shinbone was fractured, and even a god couldn't hold on. Sun Yulong had no intention of killing him, so he didn't pursue him.

Oda Izumi used his right leg to support himself as he stood up. The blood at the corner of his mouth had dried, and he wiped it away casually, saying, "Thank you for your mercy, but I have lost."

He's not a politician; he accepts defeat as defeat and victory as victory, and he won't renege on his promises.

Sun Yulong naturally had no good feelings towards the Japanese. He remained silent throughout the entire event and did not utter a single sarcastic remark. He simply cupped his hands in greeting and stepped down from the stage.

His victory naturally put everyone at ease.

The Chinese people watching below also erupted in enthusiastic cheers. The Sanwu Martial Arts Academy is quite famous in Tianjin, and many people know Sun Yulong.

As a result, many people will go to the academy to sign up for lessons tomorrow.

Since ancient times, fighting in tournaments has been the best way to gain fame.

Regardless of whether you're in the north or south, if you want to open a martial arts school and make a living from it, you have to fight and challenge other schools, and you have to win.

(End of this chapter)