Sasakawa Hiroyuki said, "Have you and I ever hated each other?"
Destiny says "no"
Sasakawa Hiroyuki said, "That’s to start work."
Destiny’s eyes shine faintly and seem to look far away. "You are a famous master in Japan, that’s the reason."
Sasakawa Hiroyuki laughed wildly. "Do you have to start work if you become a famous expert every day?"
Destiny has withdrawn its eyes and slowly said, "Yes, if you have a thousand, you will fight. If you have a thousand, you will fight. If you come to the west, I will fight the Japanese martial arts."
"Wartime, martial way" Sasakawa Hiroyuki felt ridiculous. Although he wanted to say that this man was crazy, his destiny made him feel cold. "Do you know what you are talking about when you fight against heaven alone?"
"I will completely destroy the soul of the Japanese martial arts." Destiny suddenly clenched his fist, and a slight explosion occurred in the "explosion" gas. This pinch unexpectedly crushed the gas and he made a "move".
Sasakawa Hiroyuki was watched by more than a dozen disciples of Destiny and his own hands. If the average person challenges him, he can still rely on his disciples to have a wheel battle. But now it is obvious that his disciples are terrified. Don’t say that it is a problem to face the destiny face to face.
Qu Yong took out a pen and a life-and-death statement. "Please sign this battlefield before you start work."
"Hum" Sasakawa Hiroyuki signed his fame and then "drank" him. He shouted to make himself angry. Before making progress, he took the lead to see that he was older but more agile than young people.
Destiny doesn’t necessarily move, but it happened that he left Sakutagawa Hiroyuki with one hand and saw it very accurately, but destiny seemed to suddenly disappear for a second and reappear in the same place, thus avoiding this first move.
"How can this man be like this?" Sasakawa Hiroyuki was very strange in his heart, but he didn’t dare to lose his breath. At this time, those brothers cheered when they saw that their master was not losing his hand. He swallowed and moved his hand again and again to catch the shoulder of Destiny. When the latter was about to touch his shoulder, his hand suddenly fell and the other party disappeared again. When he reacted, Destiny came back as if he had never moved.
Twice in a row, Sasakawa Hiroyuki became suspicious to the highest point. His figure changed and he walked a series of quick steps. His legs were half bent like a spring at any time. He turned around the destiny and looked closely at it. I don’t know how he talked about how to walk the destiny. Li Zhuo is not a group of eyes, nose and heart
Qu Yong has already stepped aside. He will see Sasakawa Kuan and his face clearly. There is still sweat on his forehead. It seems that he has to fight against destiny, so it is hard to say that his opponent’s psychological burden is heavy.
"Let’s make the strongest move" Quyong Avenue "Otherwise, there is no chance"
"Out of the cave, the cloud hand" suddenly heard Sasakawa Hiroyuki and a long whistle, just like a lone wolf in despair. His hands circled nimbly, and in an instant he separated nine hands and enveloped his destiny in nine big holes on his shoulders, wrists, elbows, chest and back. "Look where you are hiding from me and attacking you at the same time."
Those younger brothers have seen this trick before getting started, and they have heard of it later on weekdays. Today, I am lucky to see excitement and I will applaud inexplicably. Who knows that my life was faint and sighed, "Is there such a degree?"
In an instant, the outcome has been divided. When Sasakawa Hiroyuki suddenly fell to the sky, the sun set, the mountains and the world dimmed, and the night shone on his face with a strange smile, but he could not move.
Although there are many people present, there is also Qu Yong who wants to see clearly what happened just now. He saw his destiny and slowly drew a circle with his left hand. He has put Sasuke Kawagawa Hiro and his nine hands in his hand "cage" like driving a chicken, and the other palm gently patted the Baihui point at the top of his brain, which is as fast and free as performing arts.
"That circle" QuYong’s pupil suddenly shrank, thinking of Tianyi’s old circle. "The master said that martial arts is the ultimate round way. I didn’t expect Martial Uncle to draw a circle and the painting was not worse than the master’s."
"Ah," those disciples saw their master die in the palm of destiny, especially more than ten pairs of eyes. No one looked at each other. How did this move go horribly wrong? It was a mess
Destiny sighed slightly and turned to the door. He seemed too lazy to look at these people again. These people are not only unworthy of his hand, but also dirty.
That sigh QuYong recognized the limitation of loneliness.
Loneliness is a very strange feeling. It is not loneliness, which means being alone, but loneliness means being a king. Loneliness means that a king will be a person and no one can match him except himself.
This is enemy loneliness
Destiny won over his opponent, and his heart was not joy but loneliness.
"Where is the murderer going?" Suddenly, I heard a man shout, "The evil thief has returned my master’s life." This man was the one who had the most courage before. Although he was afraid in his heart, he was sworn to kill the teacher. Besides, the spirit of Japanese Bushido would never allow him to back down.
He kicked "hoo-hoo" and hit "bang" loudly. Both of his fists hit people, but it was Qu Yong who was not destiny.
Qu Yong’s chest blocked these two punches. He had black clothes on his chest. These two punches didn’t hurt him at all. "Life and death have a life and death contract. Don’t chase you. You are not an opponent."
"Evil thief" The man’s eyes were red and shocked. His fist hit Qu Yongshen, and the other party was unmoved. Instead, he was shocked and hurt. I didn’t expect that a follower of the other party also had such martial arts.
With this hesitation, QuYong has followed the pace of this destiny, and in an instant, he has gone out and disappeared in the night as far away as tens of meters away.
Those people feel that their heart and gallbladder are all gone, and they really can’t muster the courage to go after them.
Chapter three hundred and seventy-two To fight
Five days later, April 1st in the Gregorian calendar is April Fool’s Day in the West, but for Japanese soldiers, this day is not April Fool’s Day, but Crime Reduction Day.
It’s never been gloomy in Nagoya. It’s more like it’s going to collapse. It’s beautiful and clean. The street is not seen on weekdays. After a long time, there is finally a car coming. There are more than 20 black fields with white flowers in the front of the car. Every five or six cars have a white hearse. Everyone is livid and has been going to the "Xingzhi Dojo". There are already two rows of foreheads with white belts, white judo and black belts. The young people’s waist is straight and solemn, and their blood and eyes are sharp.
When I entered the door, I saw four men whose faces were extremely ugly. They were also tied with leucorrhea on their foreheads. There was only one person kneeling on the stone steps in front of the court. The man was wearing a black forehead and beard. His age was about sixty.
The hearses finally stopped outside the door, and every car came in, and a mourning Han came in. It was dark and kneeling all over the floor, and they cried, "Senior Tanaka, please save Japanese martial arts."
The black-robed old man’s hands tightened and his eyes were ferocious. He said, "I want to see your master’s coffin carefully."