Spring goes to summer, summer goes to autumn

Autumn turns to winter and a new spring comes again

The swallows have returned from the south and started building new nests

Lishui, Zhejiang, was originally called Chuzhou in ancient times. It was first named in the ninth year of Emperor Wen's reign in the Sui Dynasty. It gathered "strange, steep, clear and secluded" in one place and "peaks, forests, caves and waterfalls" in one area.

In a karate gym somewhere in the city, a young man with a face as sharp as a knife and firm eyes was sitting quietly on his knees with a bamboo knife in front of him. It seemed that there was something between him and the knife. A strange connection[

He is only eighteen years old at most, but his eyes are sharper than real samurai swords.

He was breathing quietly. This gym was very empty, and there was only one person breathing. The quieter the place, the more clearly he could feel his presence.

After a long time, the wooden door was opened and then closed again. A girl in a kimono walked in. Her pure white socks stepped on the smooth floor and she walked quietly to the young man. She lay down on the ground with her hands on the ground and looked at him with big eyes. He looked at this young man without saying a word.

The boy didn't speak either

"Harada-kun, are you mute?" The girl finally couldn't help but knelt down on the ground and complained with a small mouth: "You have been sitting for more than ten hours and now it is dark, and you still don't want to get up?"

This young man’s name is Harada Yuuto and he is a Japanese. He said slowly: “I am not mute, I am meditating.”

The girl's eyes glowed and she said: "Harada-kun, after you meditate, are you going to challenge?"

"Yes." Yuuto Harada clenched his fists, stared with his eyes wide open, and said fiercely with strong murderous intent: "Tomorrow I will continue to challenge, and I will always challenge Yixue in the largest underground fighting arena in this place. One year ago, the copper-faced man attacked me. The Humiliation of Japanese Karate”

"Harada-kun." The girl was a little scared of him and whispered: "Harada-kun, I believe you can do it because you are a talented warrior trained by our four masters of karate with a year of hard work. You are a karate person who will definitely win." of"

"Of course I must win"

"But" the girl said without worry: "After all, this is a place in China. Lishui is the most powerful underground black boxing place in Zhejiang Province. Although you are strong, you can be safe."

"Hoo" Harada Yuuto's momentum passed away and he knelt down quietly again, his whole body seemed to be loose and tight, and he said firmly: "I have dedicated myself to martial arts. This time, I not only want to challenge Zhejiang for karate, but also use China. Warriors come to hone themselves. Only by experiencing life and death battles can we truly grow. Mieko, don't worry. I've found it very clear that the strongest underground black boxing in Lishui is only B-level, and there is no master of energy. Those warriors who have become famous will only care about themselves. I won’t do black boxing because of my identity. I’m here to practice martial arts, not to die.”

The life and death training of martial arts lies in seeking survival in death rather than foolishly trying to use a mantis as a chariot, which is asking for death.

If Harada Yuuto can win the Lishui underground black boxing gym in one go, his level will definitely rise a lot.

Mieko looked at him with admiration and said: "Harada-kun, you will definitely be able to use this training to be promoted to a powerful person. When you succeed, we can return to Japan." What will happen after returning to Japan? She stopped talking anymore with a shy face. must be red

"Mieko, don't worry, I won't forget the engagement." Yuu Harada suddenly stood up, put his hands in the sleeves of his wide kimono, and said, "I need to go out for a walk now, just by myself."

"Hi" Miezi bowed her head and stepped aside gently.

In another part of Lishui, in a long, pale room, there were six corpses lined up side by side. Each one was a strong boxing practitioner with various healed scars. The only unhealed wound was their fatal wound. hurt

Six people, six wounds[

Boss Cao has been walking around the morgue for seventeen or eight times with a frown on his face. One year has passed and he has actually started to grow a mustache. His eyes are swollen and white with bloodshot eyes. It seems that he has been staying up late recently to worry about this. No wonder, after all, he lost six boxers in his arena in just a few days, which would cost him his life.

It's not him who wants to see these dead people today, but the man with the clown mask on his face.

This man is about 1.8 meters tall. His body is not very strong, but his bones and flesh are well-proportioned. Every move he makes and every part of his body is coordinated. At first glance, he looks gentle, but at a second glance, he feels that he is not so gentle. He seems to have a way of saying no. The smell is like a wild beast hiding in the body ready to eat anyone.

His mask is also very interesting. It looks like a clown from Peking Opera. The face is covered and the mouth, nose and eyes are exposed. At first glance, he looks like a clown, and after a second glance, he feels like he is crying.

This man, wearing a dark green surgical gown, had carefully dissected six corpses with a scalpel and looked at them twice before finally sighing and straightening up.

"Hey, you've finally finished reading." Boss Cao wiped his sweat and wanted to go out. After all, it's not fun to be with so many dead people.

"I've finished reading." The clown man took off his surgical gown and took off his rubber gloves but did not take off the mask on his face and said slowly while washing his hands.

Boss Cao couldn't wait to say: "Let's talk about it after we go out."

"Don't say it yet." The clown man touched his nose and said, "Just say it here."

"There are dead people here"

The clown man said: "Sometimes the dead are more honest than the living and can't lie."

"Okay," Boss Cao could only agree, "But Brother Xiaoyong, can you take off the mask? I always feel like you look weird, the way you talk and the way you act makes you look like you are another person."

"Well, okay"

The clown man took off his mask, revealing an ordinary face that was a little pale and bloody, as if he hadn't seen the sun for a long time. This man turned out to be Qu Yong. After taking off his mask, he exhaled softly, as if he had taken off a heavy burden. burden

"That's right, you can get used to it," Boss Cao sighed, "This year you wear a clown mask when you go down the mountain and put on camouflage makeup when you go on stage, so I rarely see your face."

Qu Yong also expressed his feelings: “It’s been almost a year.”

"Yes, speaking of it, we submitted applications for suspension of study since we returned to Qingdao. Spring and winter have passed." Boss Cao said: "This year I ran this underground place that my mother gave me. You wore makeup and blackmail. Fighting through life and death and training in martial arts. Speaking of this year, you almost suffered serious injuries and died three times this year, but you survived them all."

"Yeah," Qu Yong walked up to one of the corpses and said, "I remember this guy's name is Ye Jianji, he's a Sanda practitioner. Last year, my first fight was with him. It was my first time doing underground black boxing, and he cheated me." I almost died in his hands during a sneak attack. After a hard fight, I won. When he stepped down, there was a spot on his body that didn't hurt. He told me about the brutality and bloodiness of black boxing. Who knew that in just one year, he would actually die in the hands of others? And it kills you with one move, hitting the Tanzhong point."

Tanzhong point is between the two breasts and is the place where human Qi meets.

"I have found out some information about the Japanese who killed Ye Jian. His name is Harada Yuuto. He has shown extraordinary martial arts talent since he was a child. Three years ago, he officially became a disciple of Kyokushin-ryu Nakayama Yuma. He has shown that he is better than himself. Since the master of the same sect had extremely high talent in the karate battle in Japan a year ago, the four great masters of karate swept away the karate and lost face in the Japanese martial arts world. Therefore, the four great masters closed their own gyms and selected two seed players among all their disciples for a fee. I have spent years cultivating wholeheartedly just to one day avenge my shame.”

"It turns out that this guy has such a head and is involved so deeply." Qu Yong nodded and said, "But my master has left."

"Father's debt is repaid by his son." Boss Cao sneered: "These Japanese people like to talk nonsense. The Taoist priest is gone. Are you, the heir to the mantle, still there? They sent their disciples to fight against you. Isn't this the so-called fairness?" [

"By the way, Brother Xiaoyong, do you know how this guy was trained?" Boss Cao said: "According to my information, this guy is practicing in the ice sea of ​​Hokkaido."

"The temperature in Hokkaido is so low in the sea. He dares to practice in the sea. He is a bit crazy and cruel to himself."

"This guy is even more cruel to himself than to others," Boss Cao said bitterly: "The most hateful thing is that the bastard who beat Ye Jian to death was so cruel that he beat people to death even though his martial arts skills were much higher than Ye Jian's."

"This person is a Japanese karate man. His strength has reached the point where he is both hard and soft, and he is just one step away from turning his strength." Qu Yong pointed to another corpse and said, "Look at this, his punch hit the Yao Yang Guan point. But after my autopsy, I found that there was almost no damage to his latissimus dorsi, but the kidney was completely smashed, which shows the power of his dark energy."

Boss Cao couldn't help but nodded when Qu Yong reminded him: "That's true, Brother Yong, please estimate who is stronger between this little Japanese and you. After this year of hard work, you have reached the peak of An Jin. To deal with him, you should It’s not difficult.”

"I" Qu Yong raised his head and stared at the ceiling blankly for a long time before finally murmuring: "I'm not sure about this, I can only tell you that I have to fight."
Chapter completed!