Huang Shaohong's performance in another gymnasium was astonishing. In the whole day, he kicked more than 20 gymnasiums and dojos in one go.

Including Goju-ryu, Kyokushin Karate, Karashoukai and other schools of karate gyms, as long as they were opened by Japanese people, he would directly enter and compete in the gym, and after victory, he would have the opponent press a bloody hand seal.

At the end of the day, he once again shocked the martial arts community in the capital. However, his reputation is not a good one. Before the founding of the People's Republic of China, national heroes like Huang Shaohong, Chen Zhen, Huo Yuanjia, and Han Muxia who behaved well were like this. But the same thing happened to

Now it seems to be destroying a harmonious society.

The matter has become so big that the Chinese Martial Arts Association has sent people to look for him, and the Karate Alliance has also sent great boxers to the Shoto Hall in the capital to wait for him to challenge him.

In an "Iga-ryu" karate gym in the capital, Huang Shaohong hit his opponent in the abdomen with an "elbow hammer", sending the Iga-ryu gym leader he was fighting flying backwards. After the gym leader landed on the ground, he knelt down and bowed.

Prone on the ground.

The blood sprayed on the ground went from thick to shallow, then to drops, and a line of blood of nearly ten meters was drawn between him and Huang Shaohong.

"Hallmaster!" Several coaches rushed over to check on the gymmaster.

"Don't worry, his internal organs were only injured by my shock. He will be fine in three to five to eight years, and he won't die!" Huang Shaohong had already taken the 'Sick Man of East Asia' sign' when he spoke:

"Come on, don't pretend to be dead, just press your fingerprints!"

The coaches glared at him, but Huang Shaohong just ignored him. He walked over and poked the plaque in front of the gym owner, then shook his head and sighed:

"Isn't there a master in karate? You said that in such a big place as the capital of China, your Japanese country didn't even send a master of Anjin to control the situation, and you opened a shitty martial arts gym. How can I be embarrassed that I am a kicker!

"

"You..." A Japanese coach saw that he had won and made sarcastic remarks. He suddenly couldn't hold back and wanted to take action, but was stopped by the gym owner who was vomiting blood: "Stop... cough cough."

....."

The Japanese museum owner coughed for a while as soon as he opened his mouth, which made Huang Shaohong extremely impatient:

"I said you've been coughing for a long time and you haven't seen any liver. Quickly press your fingerprints. It's getting late and I have to kick the next family!"

The gym owner was stimulated by his words and spurted out another mouthful of blood. Several Japanese coaches immediately wanted to risk their lives when they saw it. Unexpectedly, after the gym owner spurted out a mouthful of blood, his breathing became much smoother and stopped.

Coughing, he quickly shouted in a weak voice: "Stop it!"

After he finished speaking, Huang Shaohong did not force him, and pressed a fingerprint on the plaque with his own blood. It was not that he did not want to resist, but it was spread yesterday that there was a kicking maniac who was looking for karate dojos everywhere to kick him.

If someone doesn't follow the rules of thumbprinting, he may suffer some hardships.

After the owner of the hall pressed his fingerprints, he said:

"Just before you arrive, our Karate Federation of the Great Japanese Kingdom has issued a notice to all the Japanese Karate Dojos in the capital of China. If we encounter you kicking the gym, we will tell you that the Karate Federation has sent master 'Mika Abe' to the capital.

Shotokan is waiting for you!"

Huang Shaohong got angry after hearing this: "Since you knew the news earlier, why didn't you tell me earlier? It wouldn't be a waste of time to beat you!"

After he finished speaking, he turned around and left with the plaque in hand, but he didn't expect that these words would give the museum owner a thousand-point critical hit. He was so angry that he vomited blood again and fainted.

Huang Shaohong walked out of the gym, got into the car he hired, and then said the name of "Songtokan". The driver looked excited: "I followed you in just now. You are so awesome. You have brought glory to the country. I thank you."

Are you good enough to be a teacher?"

Ever since the driver found out that Huang Shaohong was cheating everywhere, he saw the words and bloody handprints on the signboard. Not only was he not afraid, but he was so excited that he couldn't help himself.

Huang Shaohong looked at the white-haired driver in the driver's seat and said amusedly: "Uncle, aren't you a little late in your math skills at this age?"

The driver had gray hair and a white beard. He looked to be in his fifties. Hearing this, he smiled sarcastically and said, "That's right. Why didn't I meet a hero like you when I was young?"

In Shotokan, all the coaches and students were kneeling on both sides of the dojo. A young man in his thirties wearing a Taoist uniform was sitting in the middle of the venue with his eyes closed and concentrating.

At this time, a gym staff member ran over and bowed:

"Master Abe, Mr. Watanabe, the president of the Kyoto branch of the Karate Federation, just called. He said that the man just defeated the master of Matsui Shinkui and is on his way here. I will ask you for help soon!"

The young man in his thirties didn't even raise his eyelids, he just closed his eyes and said: "Please reply to Chairman Watanabe, Abe will definitely live up to his trust!"

The Karate Alliance was not the only one who got the news. After Huang Shaohong got out of the car and walked to the door of Shotokan with the plaque in hand, he was stopped by several people in suits.

With an arrogant look on his face, the other party walked up to Huang Shaohong and pointed at him and said: "Which sect are you from? Don't you have a tutor? Didn't your master tell you what martial ethics is? You are not only doing wrong by running around.

Martial ethics and destroying stability and unity..."

Huang Shaohong raised his eyelids: "Are you from the Karate Alliance?"

The man snorted coldly: "We are from the Chinese Martial Arts Association. Come with us quickly and ask someone from your sect to come over and pick us up!"

The driver who came with Huang Shaohong couldn't help but sigh. He probably couldn't stand the excitement anymore. The hero had bumped into the relevant departments.

"You can't control me, get out of the way!" Huang Shaohong didn't even bother to look at them, and waved his hand directly, as if to shoo away flies, asking the other party to get out of the way.

The people in the Guoshu Association immediately felt like they were being provoked. The leader among them said angrily: "Why can't we control you? As long as you are in the Chinese martial arts world, no matter which sect you belong to, you must be under our jurisdiction!"

Although he was angry, seeing Huang Shaohong's confident look, he was also a little suspicious. He was afraid that he was the disciple of the great master, so he added another sentence and asked: "First tell me who your master is and see if I recognize him!"

"

Huang Shaohong was too lazy to talk nonsense with the people from the Guoshu Association. He put his hand directly into his belt and took out the British passport that Tang Zichen had prepared for him from his luggage: "Look clearly, I am a British overseas Chinese. I am here to negotiate with the British Guoshu Association."

Let me talk!”

The other party was stiff, and then I realized that no wonder they were so impatient. It turned out that I really had nothing to do with them.

The leader smiled coquettishly: "It turns out they are foreign compatriots..." But he cursed in his heart: "There is such a thing as the British Martial Arts Association, please find one to come and see..."

Before he could finish speaking, Huang Shaohong had already stepped closer with the card in hand. After he got closer, he squeezed with his body and activated his Tai Chi soft power, knocking all these people out, and then strode into the clubhouse.

The leader's face turned extremely ugly for a moment, but when he thought of the overseas Chinese identity of the other party, he sighed helplessly. He couldn't control the other party until he discussed it with the two colleagues next to him, and then followed him in.

Although they can't control each other, they still have to monitor the development of things. It would be bad if things get out of hand.

The driver who came with Huang Shaohong spat in a low voice from behind: "Bah, you just bully your own people!" After saying that, he also stepped forward to follow.

The driver master didn't know that although his voice was low, the people in front of him were all martial arts practitioners with sharp ears and eyes, but they heard clearly and couldn't help but look ugly.

When Huang Shaohong walked into the gym and saw the man kneeling in the center of the venue with his eyes closed, his eyes lit up. The man looked about thirty years old, with a calm expression and long breathing. It was obvious that his body and mind were the same, and his heart was as calm as water.

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He placed his hands on his knees in front of his body. His skin was delicate and smooth, with no dead skin at all. It was obvious that his kung fu had gone deep into the dark energy and the calluses on his hands had melted away.
Chapter completed!