"Good, decisive killing. This child will definitely become great in the future.”Seeing someone die tragically on the spot, the vast majority of people on the spot felt uncomfortable. Some girls even felt like vomiting. Only the few elders on the second floor nodded repeatedly.
"Hmph, this is my grandson. Chen Qingyun, what else do you have to say?”After Huang Mingtang received the praise from the five elders of Chenjiagou, he immediately became arrogant, as if everything was his credit.
"This kid is to my liking. It's not impossible to give him a chance.”Long Qingyun was also a person who cared about his reputation. When he saw Luo Xiaochuan cleanly kill a Japanese with Taiji Fist and even humiliate the Japanese with his words, he was very pleased with the group of veterans who had participated in the war. However, it was impossible for him to pander to Huang Mingtang at this time.
"You're so proud that you have to suffer. You old brat, continue to hold on. When my grandson doesn't like that girl of yours in the future, I'll see how you cry.”Huang Mingtang's personality was almost identical to Luo Xiaochuan's. It was no wonder that the old man was more concerned about Luo Xiaochuan's affairs than his own grandson and granddaughter.
"He dares? I'll slap him to death." When Chen Qingyun thought about how his talented granddaughter was looked down upon by this little silkpants, his anger immediately surged. If it wasn't for the second person from Japan coming up on stage, the few of them would have been exposed.
"Old Fifth, keep your voice down. If people find out, the few of us old fellows will become famous in the circle.”Chen Qingfeng said.
Just as they were talking, the second Japanese player who was not paying attention to Luo Xiaochuan had his throat broken by Luo Xiaochuan's whip. He was dead.
"Good, this single-handed whip is beautifully used.”Chen Qingshui was originally a hard-liner, but when he saw Luo Xiaochuan's flexible footwork and Taiji Fist, he could not help but exclaim in admiration. The strength of the whip combined with the Thirteen Gangsters 'Cross Martial Arts could give him an advantage even in a head-on clash. However, Luo Xiaochuan was very smart. He dodged the opponent's hand knife and thrust the whip straight into the karate expert's empty space. It hit the vital point of the karate expert's throat and killed him instantly.
"Chen Qingyun, it's all your fault that I didn't get to see any exciting moments.”Huang Mingtang felt regretful at the thought of missing the exciting moment. He threw Guo on Chen Qingyun.
"Old Demon Huang, it was you who started this, yet you still blame me. If you're not convinced, go out and train.”Chen Qingyun could no longer tolerate Huang Mingtang's shamelessness. He wanted to teach this old man a lesson.
"Alright, you're already over a hundred years old, yet you're still making such a fuss.”Chen Qingfeng became more and more excited as he watched Huang Mingtang and Chen Qingyun fight. He immediately pressed his hands on their shoulders and released his hidden force to disperse their Qi and blood. They did not have the strength to continue fighting.
Luo Xiaochuan was able to adapt quickly after killing someone. This kind of mentality was very suitable for the cultivation of martial arts. Chinese martial arts was originally a technique for killing people. If one could not even pass the test of killing people, they were not worthy of cultivating true Chinese martial arts. Although Luo Xiaochuan was arrogant, despotic, and lecherous, his emphasis on national justice and decisiveness in killing met the requirements of a martial arts practitioner. With these two advantages, all of Luo Xiaochuan's shortcomings were not shortcomings. In fact, it was possible that his shortcomings would allow him to climb to a higher realm and go further than old fellows like them.
Luo Xiaochuan had killed two people in a row with ease. Other than killing intent, there was also an invincible aura around Luo Xiaochuan. Originally, the three teaching assistants from Thousand Leaves Dojo were all at the late-stage of Light Jin. Any one of them would have the ability to fight Luo Xiaochuan. However, seeing that Luo Xiaochuan had already gained the upper hand, the three of them did not want to go up against him.
If the three of them did not come out, the other members of Thousand Leaves Dojo had no chance of winning at all. However, these karate practitioners who had been brainwashed by the Bushido kept pestering Luo Xiaochuan on the stage under the instructions of the three of them, trying to vent Luo Xiaochuan's aura or exhaust his stamina.
No matter how strong a person was, they were still made of flesh and blood. Even if a martial artist who had cultivated Bright Jin had a great increase in physical strength, he would not be able to recover from the continuous consumption. On the other hand, every karate expert had undergone rigorous training. Even if they did not receive the true teachings, many of them had developed good physical strength and defense. Even if they were to cause damage, it was enough to consume a lot of Luo Xiaochuan's physical strength.
However, the three Japanese had miscalculated this time. They did not know that Luo Xiaochuan had cultivated the Thirteen Fierce Fighters Technique. His stamina was far beyond that of ordinary people. Flying Tiger General Li Cunxiao was known to be an inhuman existence in history. The Thirteen Gangsters not only trained one's strength and physique, but also greatly improved one's physical strength. That was why Li Cunxiao was known as the fiercest general in history. He was on the same level as the West Chu Overlord Xiang Yu, who had the power to conquer mountains and rivers.
Luo Xiaochuan's Thirteen Tycoon Fists had been cultivated to the later stage of the second stage, which was equivalent to the later stage of Skin Toughening. He was better than these karate experts in all aspects. The only thing Luo Xiaochuan lacked was fighting experience. He could not recognize all the strength he used correctly and could not transform his strength into combat power. However, the way the Japanese were taking turns to fight was exactly what Luo Xiaochuan wanted. At first, Luo Xiaochuan was worried that he would scare off the Japanese if he killed them too cleanly, afraid that he would not be able to complete his mission. Now that they had sent their people up one by one, it was a perfect opportunity for Luo Xiaochuan to complete his mission. Furthermore, they would use their blood and lives to help Luo Xiaochuan achieve a true transformation.
"Eh, what's wrong with this kid? Why was it getting more and more strenuous? Could it be that his stamina was running out?”Even though Chen Qingyun was displeased with Huang Mingtang, he was rather satisfied with Luo Xiaochuan. Seeing that Luo Xiaochuan was the third person to start killing his opponent, he needed to use more and more moves, and it was getting harder and harder for him to dodge, he was worried that a future martial arts magnate would fall under the continuous battle.
"Fifth Brother, look carefully. That kid is just using these Japanese to train. He pretended to be struggling to lure all the Japanese into the arena step by step and kill them one by one.”Chen Qingfeng said with a smile.
If anyone else saw the group of elders looking at Luo Xiaochuan with admiration after seeing his brutal intentions, they would probably be scared silly on the spot. If Luo Xiaochuan had heard their conversation, he would have cursed these old men for being cunning. If there was such a character in Japan, Luo Xiaochuan's plan would have failed.
The elders on the platform were more satisfied with Luo Xiaochuan. Chen Qingyun had even considered Luo Xiaochuan as his grandson-in-law. Although Luo Xiaochuan was vicious and ruthless, the Chinese martial arts world had a blood feud with the Japanese. The more and more Japanese you killed, the more people in the Chinese martial arts world liked you.
Luo Xiaochuan had killed the Japanese, China's mortal enemy. The more he killed, the more he could promote China's national prestige. The more ruthless he killed, the more he could resolve the resentment of the United Nations.
Luo Xiaochuan panted heavily in the ring, looking like he was about to run out of energy at any moment. However, this was reasonable according to normal reasoning, because Luo Xiaochuan had already killed more than 20 Japanese, and the ring was filled with the dirty blood of the Japanese slaves.
Luo Xiaochuan's battle was very bloody. One after another, people left early because they couldn't stand the bloody scene. Now, those who could continue to watch were either nationalistic youths with strong ethnic sentiments or Luo Xiaochuan's relatives and friends.
Seeing how Luo Xiaochuan was still holding on despite his lack of energy, the crowd's fear towards him had turned into respect. In the hearts of all the Chinese people present, Luo Xiaochuan could be compared to the national hero, Grandmaster Huo Yuanjia, and he would be able to establish China's might in the arena.
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