The Kanfeng Martial Arts Hall is actually a teahouse that brings together the most Qing Dynasty tea ceremony and martial arts in Japan. Although the tea ceremony was introduced to Japan from ancient China, after thousands of years of exhibition, the Japanese have never seen one before. They added some things to the original tea ceremony, which has a different artistic atmosphere.

When Ye Haoxuan arrived, he saw Chen Yu and several children from aristocratic families of about the same age as him were waiting here. Ye Haoxuan vaguely remembered that the last time he taught Xue Feng a lesson, he was the young follower who followed him, but now most of them have turned against Chen Yu.

Ye Haoxuan nodded secretly. Chen Yu grew up fast enough. It is not easy to win over his peers who were not harmonious to his own camp so quickly. It is not easy to train and train them well. This kid is also a piece of material. No matter what, he will be able to get it now.

"Brother-in-law, you are here, I thought you are not here." Chen Yu was delighted when he saw Ye Haoxuan and ran over. The elders in the family behind him were severely taught by the parents because they had cut off some of their health wine. So when they saw Ye Haoxuan, they quickly called Ye Shao.

"Let's go." Ye Haoxuan nodded expressionlessly, and then followed Chen Yu into the tea house.

This teahouse integrates the martial arts hall and the tea ceremony. After walking in, I saw that the hall was extremely spacious, with wooden floors on the ground, and a huge "wu" character is directly in front of it.

The second floor is a round corridor with private rooms on it. Sitting there, you can clearly see the performance in the hall. Chen Yu led Ye Haoxuan to a private room on the second floor, and everyone sat in the private room.

Ye Haoxuan sat on the edge of the corridor and saw that there was no one in the hall. He couldn't help but say with some confusion, "According to your urination, shouldn't there be some programs here?"

"Brother-in-law, there will be singing and dancing performances. They are all geisha from Japan. They will only get to the point after the performance. If there is a competition, the bodyguards brought by the big bosses here can challenge their karate masters. The winner will have a generous bonus." Chen Yu explained.

Ye Haoxuan nodded. The Japanese people were walking a very common path. But what he was curious about was that shouldn’t the Muramasa family be well exhibiting medicine in China? Why did they open a teahouse and martial arts hall here? What the hell are they doing?

With doubts, Ye Haoxuan slowly drank tea and ordered Chen Yu on the side: "There is something in the trunk of my car, wrapped in white cloth, more than two feet long. Go and help me get it."

Chen Yu took the key and ran away. After a while, he brought what Ye Haoxuan wanted, which was a rectangular thing. Ye Haoxuan threw it under the table.

"Brother-in-law, what is this? It's quite heavy to pick it up." Chen Yu asked.

"You will know in a while." Ye Haoxuan smiled slightly.

At this moment, a waiter in a pink kimono came over, half-kneeled at the table, and began to make tea for everyone. She was the tea artist here. She was the skillful movements, which was dazzling. After a moment, a pot of strong fragrance of tea was brewed. She bowed deeply, revealing the large whiteness on her chest, and said a word of Japanese.

"In Chinese language, I am a Chinese, and I can't understand your bird's songs." Chen Yu glared.

The waiter was startled. She was from Japan, so she was so careful with the Japanese woman. She quickly said in a more rigid Chinese language: "Please use it slowly, please."

"Go out, you don't have to be here." Ye Haoxuan waved his hand. He didn't like this place full of Japanese culture. If he hadn't been to find out what Murama Masaki was doing, he wouldn't have come here.

He had checked the information about Muramasa Ichiki in advance. He was indeed the direct descendant of Muramasa's family. Muramasa Zuofu was his father. But this kid didn't like to study medicine. He practiced ninjutsu with the family's ninjas since he was a child and learned karate. His strength was not bad, but the Japanese who had been instilled with the spirit of Bushido since he was a child should not be very poor.

After drinking tea for a while, it was already nine o'clock. I saw a row of geisha wearing kimonos holding various instruments in their hands. The music in the venue changed. Another team of geisha wearing gorgeous kimonos holding folding fans walked onto the venue and danced to the singing.

Ye Haoxuan felt that this geisha dance was boring, with only a few slow movements, and most of them were fans as the theme. Some so-called upper-class people thought it was art, but he thought it was shit.

Finally, after these geisha dancing slowly in place, people in samurai uniforms went up to clean up the tables and chairs on the scene, this was the point.

A young man with a gloomy expression walked to the center of the field, with a hint of pride on his expression, and the good feeling that emanated from his bones made people feel the urge to slap him up.

"This is Murama Matsuki from Japan. She is very powerful. The last time there was a big boss and bodyguard from a special forces soldier. He was ruined by a few tricks. His move was extremely vicious and vicious. It is probably only my masters who can compete with him." Chen Yu whispered in Ye Haoxuan's ear.

Since Chen Yu joined Yuanying, he was abused like a dog by Wang Tiezhu and others. However, his strength has indeed improved and his temper has also increased. He obviously felt the changes before and after participating in training, so he was willing to stay there and treat several people as his masters.

"Just this kid is worthy of your master and the others?" Ye Haoxuan glanced at Chen Yu and said, "You have never seen their true strength. Although this kid looks murderous, he is pretending to be so arrogant. He is just a slutty. He is not like your masters, but his evil aura is all caused by killing people."

"Uh... I really can't tell this. I just think this Japanese is extraordinary and has a strong aura." Chen Yu was stunned.

"What momentum can he have? A real master gives people the feeling that he is as immovable as a mountain, rather than showing his murderous aura like him. If this is a master's opponent, his aura cannot be hidden well and he cannot avoid the other party's killing moves." Ye Haoxuan shook his head and said, "This kid is still too arrogant."

"Brother-in-law, it turns out that there is such a saying." Chen Yu suddenly realized: "Can I understand that the more inconspicuous a person looks, the more likely he is to be a master?"

"Yes, just like our true Chinese masters, they are calm and look ordinary, but in fact, they have reached the extreme of their practice. Their aura is integrated with the heaven and earth, and every movement and static are in line with the way of heaven. That is the master. Although this kid has a few times, he is just a rust pillow." Ye Haoxuan said.

"So that's how it is." Chen Yu nodded thoughtfully.

"I am very happy that you can come to our Kanfeng Martial Arts Hall. As the host here, I feel very harmonious. I come from the Yamato nation. We Yamato nation, and we are not afraid of difficulties and move forward bravely. I came here to open a martial arts hall to promote cultural exchanges between China and Japan. So tonight we will make friends with martial arts. Everyone is a person with status. If your people can beat anyone in our martial arts hall, they will receive generous rewards." Muramama Masaki bowed to the circular corridor on the second floor in a stiff Chinese language.

"Brother-in-law... went up and killed him so he couldn't get up tonight." Chen Yu rubbed his hands excitedly.

"Don't worry, see what kind of tricks they are playing." Ye Haoxuan smiled slightly and drank tea without any haste.

"Okay..." Chen Yu had no choice but to suppress the excitement in his heart and sit down quietly.

As Muramamachiki finished speaking, a man in a suit walked down from the box on the second floor. The man was nearly two meters tall, and the Japanese who was fighting was at most 1.67 meters tall, and he looked like a toy doll in front of him.

The man threw off his suit, clenched his fists, and put on a common posture for boxers. This man was originally from a black boxer and once made an impressive record of 18 consecutive victories. He was attracted by a big boss, so he poached him as a bodyguard for a high price.

The Japanese who went to fight looked like a monkey in front of him. He looked gloomy and bowed to the big man. The two of them set off.

The two of them had no equal body proportions at all. The big man made a few poses, then glanced at the Japanese with contempt and said, "Let's come here."

His words caused a burst of laughter from the guests in the box. Is it necessary to hit this fight? This big man's sandbag-like fist, the Japanese's small body was probably overturned by him with one punch. The two's height and weight were too different, and the Japanese's small body would definitely suffer a loss.

The Japanese man said nothing. He suddenly rushed forward and took a few steps, jumped up, shouted loudly in the air, and smashed his knees onto the head of the man. His move was extremely sharp, like a poisonous snake lying in the darkness. The opponent who was entangled with his move had no power to fight back at all.

Bang... The big man leaned back, and his knee was pressed heavily against his chest. He groaned and took a few steps back. The Japanese hugged his shoulder tightly like an octopus, and his right hand suddenly cut off the big man's throat.

The big man raised his hands and grabbed the Japanese and swung his body away, throwing his body away from him. The Japanese rolled in the air, and then leveraged the force, and turned around and rushed back like a spring.

The big man's body was far less agile than the Japanese. Before he could react, the Japanese crossed his legs and rode on his neck. Then he shouted loudly, and his right elbow was slapped down and he quickly stepped back.

The big man paused suddenly, and a look of horror appeared on his face. Then, his eyes were blood-red and softly fell to the ground, and his breath disappeared in an instant.

At that moment, two people walked forward and dragged the man down. The Japanese bowed again and retreated without saying a word.
Chapter completed!