"However, before that, come with me to a place!”
Without waiting for Zhou Xuan to ask, Tang Zichen slowly said,
"After eating your precious ginseng, I took half a step from the peak within a year. However, humans are not saints and have their own restraints.”
"My purpose for coming to Japan this time is very simple. I want to shatter the courage of Japan's Ginza for the next 30 years!”
At this point, Tang Zichen smiled and said,
"I made this decision partly because I received a favor from my ancestors. I broke the Nihon's courage to repay the favor. On the other hand, I'm the Tang Sect's Sect Master. Since Nihon bullied our Tang Sect, I'll smash his spine and break his courage!”
"As the saying goes, when you hit someone, you have to be brave first. When you face the enemy on the spot, if you can suppress the enemy's courage, you can say that your chances of winning are 50%.”
"He killed the strongest martial artist in Silver Base. His courage was above the Xiantian level, so he naturally surpassed them.”
Tang Zichen's words were very calm, but this calmness contained a domineering charm.
Obviously, Tang Zichen, who had taken half a step on the peak, was an extremely arrogant existence. However, for some reason, Zhou Xuan felt that Tang Zichen's words contradicted his own aura and fist intent.
However, even so, the moment he heard this, his eyes lit up. He muttered in understanding,
"Be brave before you beat someone!"
......
An hour later, Zhou Xuan and Tang Zichen brought nearly thirty Tang Sect elites to pay their respects outside the Iga Ryu Martial Arts Field!
Unlike the Kaga-Ryu, who specialized in ninjutsu and Kendo, Iga-Ryu, under the leadership of Igajiro, not only studied the ninjutsu and Kendo of the Iga-Ryu, but also studied karate, Aikido, kick boxing, judo, bare-handed combat, Kendo, rifle bayonet, iaido, modern archery, and other martial arts systems.
Even Taiji, Baji, Xingyi, and other martial arts were studied by Iga Jiro. He even used them to break through and enter the core, defeating the heroes and becoming a generation of Ninja Gods!
Because of this, Iga Jiro, who was nearly 56 years old, was known by the Japanese martial arts community as the absolute leader of Japanese martial arts for the next 50 years after the millennium.
"Creak!"
The door opened!
There were nearly 50 men and women in martial arts suits standing in the dojo. However, the moment the door opened, what caught Zhou Xuan's attention the most was the man in close-combat clothes standing in the middle.
Before Zhou Xuan could take another look at this fellow, the middle-aged man in close-combat clothes looked at Tang Zichen and said,
"Tang Sect Master, how are we going to fight this time?”
When Tang Zichen heard this, he took a step forward, tore off his coat, and handed it to Zhou Xuan. Then, with a cold and lonely expression, he said,
"A life-and-death battle!"
When Iga Jiro heard this, his expression turned grim.
However, before the competition, he had to avoid any chaos. He didn't say any nonsense. He snorted through his nose and Iga Jiro suddenly moved.
"Good!"
His entire body seemed to be a giant bullfrog that had suddenly jumped out of the grass. He leaped eight meters and arrived in front of Tang Zichen in the blink of an eye. With a hand whip mixed with ancient Japanese Jiu-jitsu, he turned around and lashed out.
His body brushed past the air, and with a whistling sound, it was like a speeding train. The air waves and strong winds that he brought with him even blew up the clothes of some people on the second floor.
"Pa!"
There was a loud explosion in the air, as if a car tire had exploded.
Such a mighty force was really unstoppable.
The strength of this Ancient Ryukyu Tyrant Hand was actually comparable to the Xing Yi Crushing Fist!
Zhou Xuan had no doubt that even if the wall in front of him was made of reinforced concrete, it would still be shattered by Iga Jiro's whip that contained the essence of Japanese martial arts.
Faced with such a ferocious whip, Tang Zichen did not dodge. Instead, he expanded his body and contracted his Qi. With a bang, his entire body seemed to have been cut in half.
It turned out that when she exerted strength in her feet, she actually broke the hard marble floor.
The main hall of the headquarters of the Iga Ryu, which was guarded by Shinobu, was made of hard and expensive marble. Under the marble, a lot of money was spent to pour reinforced concrete.
Tang Zichen, who had broken the marble, clenched his fist into a hammer and used the fierce Taiji Soaring Hammer.
The force of the punch was unstoppable. The moment Tang Zichen's punch exploded, it was like a cannonball that had escaped from a barrel.
As the explosion erupted, the powerful recoil actually affected Zhou Xuan, who was ten meters away from him.
The force of the hammer soared into the sky and met Iga Jiro's whip that was striking down from the sky.
As soon as the two of them exchanged blows, Iga Jiro's body swayed and he dug into the ground. He took a few steps forward and raised his hands, lashing out like a storm.
When his arms were still three to four feet from the ground, the strong wind had already hit the ground, making a fierce whipping sound. Suddenly, under Iga Jiro's strength, his two waving arms actually burst out invisible wind whips.
Suddenly, Tang Zichen stepped forward and punched out like a spear. It pierced through the invisible force and stabbed at Iga Jiro's chest.
Seeing that Tang Zichen had used the explosive Collapsing Fist, Iga Jiro's eyes turned cold. His body scattered, he shrank back, bent his spine, and moved backward.
In a flash, he moved an inch.
This was the crucial inch. According to Iga Jiro's perception and calculations, no matter how hard Tang Zichen used his fist, be it his joints or his fingers, it would always be an inch away from him. It would never hit him.
As expected, the moment Tang Zichen punched, he spread out his five fingers and closed his three fingers together, turning them into a sword aura and striking out quickly.
However, the finger sword was still an inch away from Iga Jiro's chest!
Iga Jiro, who was known as Shinobu, was a martial arts master. He knew very well how to use strength in every joint of the human body, how to increase and shorten the distance.
At this moment, he understood that he had dodged Tang Zichen's attack. However, just as Iga Jiro was about to use this opportunity to counterattack...
Suddenly, he felt a sharp pain in his chest, as if a steel needle had pricked him. He could not even breathe.
"Impossible!"
"No matter how she attacked, she was still an inch away from me. Why did I get hit?”
"Why?"
Iga Jiro suddenly stopped. There was a thumb-sized mark on his chest where his heart was.
Iga Jiro could clearly sense that he had really taken a hit from Tang Zichen!
With one strike, not only was his sternum shattered by the force of Tang Zichen's sword finger, but even his heart was directly pierced through!
He had lost!
Also, dead!
"You've lost! You've lost!”
Looking at Iga Jiro, who had his sternum shattered and fell to the ground, Tang Zichen slowly raised his head and scanned the crowd. He looked at the martial arts dojo's disciples who retreated timidly as if they had been struck by lightning when they met his gaze.
"Today, I'll break your Nihon Silver City's martial arts courage for thirty years!”
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