The situation turned too quickly, and Lu Fan went from being passively beaten and not daring to fighting back to suddenly killing Miyamoto Eishi in seconds, which was just a moment.

Before they could react from the surprise of Miyamoto Eishi crushing Chinese warriors, Miyamoto Eishi was thrown to the ground, spitting blood in his mouth, and fainting.

"This one is lost, it's time to go next."

Lu Fan looked at another young Japanese man.

"Baga!"

The Japanese man roared, his fists thundered, and bursts of thunder sounds, and he smashed them hard on Lu Fan!

"Bagua Thunder Fist."

Lu Fan took a deep breath. This was another martial art that had been lost in China for many years.

The Bagua Fenglei Fist was created by Taoist real people in the Ming Dynasty. It is known as the world's most domineering real boxing. It is the first boxing technique within hundreds of years.

Seeing that the opponent was taking action, Lu Fan's eyes instantly condensed into a line. He watched the fist with wind and thunder swing towards him, and then he took a step to dodge the thunder attack.

"Do you want to play this with me again?"

A contemptuous smile appeared on the corner of the Japanese man's mouth: "Today I will send you, a despicable Chinese, to hell!"

"boom!"

The Japanese man suddenly exerted his fist and smashed forward!

The whole air actually burst out with a burning smell, and the flesh fist shrank into an inch and went straight to Lu Fan!

Lu Fan flashed by, and the Japanese man swung his fists very quickly, punching one after another, and kept hitting him like raindrops. The thunder sounded faintly, as if this area was really gathering thunder clouds and it was about to rain.

"Chinese, are you just good at running?"

The Japanese man swung dozens of punches, which seemed to be sharp, but he did not fall into the ground and was dodged by Lu Fan. He suddenly became angry and another dense fist shadow bombarded Lu Fan.

"What does he want to do?"

Qian Yuqian frowned. She had seen Lu Fan's strength, at least he was not like this when he was on the island.

Even though Lu Fan's physical condition is very bad, he is at least at the same level as his generation.

And he is a body quencher.

How could he be so at a disadvantage in the confrontation with his younger generation?

unless……

Her eyes flashed and she suddenly realized Lu Fan's intention.

"Ha, is this the Chinese warrior who has always been praised by you and is invincible in the world?"

Miyamoto Ichiro said disdainfully: "The so-called champion of the Chinese ancient martial arts competition can't even beat me, my second disciple. It seems that the level of the famous Ancient Martial Arts Competition in the world is nothing more than that. Perhaps we can easily defeat those so-called Chinese leaders by just sending one disciple to let them know who is the martial arts master, and the martial arts in the world should come from the Great Japanese Empire!"

"My God Miyamoto is right. Hua Guo is a stingy person, and he cannot compare with the orthodox martial arts of our Great Japan Empire. Our Great Japan Empire will definitely unify the world's martial arts and fulfill the ancestor's long-cherished wish!"

Qianyu Mimaki's expression was serious and echoed Miyamoto Ichiro's words, but a trace of viciousness flashed in her eyes.

Around the square, excited and enthusiastic shouts began to erupt.
Chapter completed!