Tanaka Yasushiro is good at Jiu-Jitsu, among which his "body skills" and "random" skills are superb. Tanaka's master once praised him in public in the past as a true fighter who has not been out for thirty years.

Judo has many variations. Among them, "physical skills" can be understood as punches, kicks, leaps and other means, which is not commonly understood. Mongolian wrestling is really a very lethal skill if used well. As for "random", it is generally a bit American. The taste of Sanda

It can be said that those who are good at fighting are very different from ordinary judo.

but

However, Tanaka Yasushiro did not use the skills he was good at. Instead, he stood quietly like an old monk in meditation, watching the destiny without moving for a long time.

He is the one who calls for war, but he is not the one who doesn't. His situation is quite strange.

Qu Yong stepped aside. This was the first time he had encountered such an opponent in Japan these days. He couldn't help but aroused great interest. He "touched" his nose and guessed, "If I guess correctly, this Tanaka has absorbed the previous few people." He knew from his lesson that his uncle never took the initiative, thinking that his uncle was the kind of person who was good at defense and counterattack but not good at taking the initiative to attack, so he also adopted the strategy of holding back and "forcing" his uncle to take action first, putting himself in a disadvantageous position for the opponent."

Tianming's patience during the battle was extremely good. He was not agitated at all, but looked at Tanaka Yasushiro with great interest. He suddenly turned his head and asked Qu Yong: "You have also read a lot, can you say something?"

Qu Yong shrugged and said: "It's very simple that he has a guilty conscience." He is now completely accustomed to the black clothes on his body, so he has no problem making small movements such as shrugging his shoulders and touching his nose [

"Yeah" Tianming didn't deny it, obviously he agreed with Qu Yong's point of view.

They were talking in Japanese. Tanaka Yasushiro understood it completely, but he didn't seem to hear it at all. He was very calm.

Qu Yong added: "If I were in the position of Uncle Master, I would take action."

"oh"

"The enemy is already timid, why don't I advance?"

"Drink!" Tanaka Yasushiro took advantage of the fact that Tianming was about to speak again and suddenly moved because of his impure energy. His moves were weird, with his head on the ground and his hands on the ground. "Whoop!" and his legs exploded with an air-piercing sound. Howling and chopping up

Tanaka actually used his legs as hand knives to strike. There was a dragging force on the leg knives, and it smelled like an iron saw. It was not meant to chop raw, but to saw the enemy in half.

There are also many leg knives in traditional Chinese martial arts, but they are all sharp. It is rare for a judo master to change the "saw hand" strike in his "body skills" into a leg knives.

This kind of "drag force" is no weaker than that of a real Dagang saw. Anyone who needs to be sawed for just that long will definitely have his skin and flesh ripped open, his muscles and bones broken.

"I'll go." When Qu Yong saw this, he also admired the Japanese's imagination. He knew very well that every time Destiny killed someone, he would take the opponent's Baihui "point". Whether it was out of pride or quirks, this gave the Japanese a message to protect. Keep your head in mind, so Tanaka Yasushiro came up with such a weird move, using his head as a foot to attack with his legs.

The flaw in this technique is doubtless huge. Moreover, the world view from the top of the head to the bottom of the head will be opposite to that of the masters in the past. Tanaka Yasushiro has put himself in a desperate situation in order to survive.

But how will fate give him a chance to survive? He stamped his foot on the ground, and the huge dojo was shaken with a "rumbling" sound and an explosion.

Tanaka Yasushiro's head was originally pressed against the ground. This explosive blast barely broke his eardrums. He was immediately dizzy, and his energy and blood were out of control. This so-called unique move really became a "unique" move.

Then Tianming drew a circle with his left hand and gently and deftly gathered Tanaka Yasushiro's two anxious legs in one hand and lifted them up like a chicken. The two legs, which were as sharp and terrifying as a chainsaw, were lifted up with almost no resistance. He stood up with the toes of his right foot and already touched the "Baihui point" on his head.

Who would have thought that even though Tanaka Yasushiro's feet were restrained, he could twist his waist and twist his head to hit Tianming's abdomen with all his strength like a goat's horns. Such a reaction could not be said to be neither fast nor agile.

But the difference in strength between the two is too big

Tanaka Yasushiro is just a master at the peak level of Huajin. He has not reached Danjin, but Tianming has already broken through Danjin. Gangjin has probably reached the highest level of indestructibility and is already an "immortal" on land.

Such a gap cannot be made up by any skills. Moreover, Tianming's martial arts skills are not weaker than anyone else. He opened his mouth and sucked in a breath like a whale, and actually sucked the head that hit him with his lower abdomen.

Tanaka Yasushiro felt like he was bumping into ten thousand kilograms of thick cotton. The other party was not injured at all. He was startled and wanted to retreat, but it was too late. Tianming suddenly exhaled the turbid air in his belly. His belly was originally as soft as cotton. Suddenly, Kang Cheng's head, which was as hard as iron, was crushed with such a pressure. Blood spurted out from the seven orifices and his death was miserable.

A majestic master of energy transformation is as fragile as a tomato in the hands of destiny. It explodes with just a pinch.

Compared to Tianming's absolute strength, what Qu Yong is more interested in is that the circle is too mysterious. No matter what kind of skill or strength the opponent has, he can capture it in his palm with just one light move.

The name "King Kong Circle" suddenly popped into Qu Yong's mind when he looked at it. In Journey to the West, Taishan Laojun has a magic weapon that is so sharp that once it is sacrificed, it can suck away all the weapons in the world, including Sun Wukong's golden cudgel. Prince Zasan's wind, fire, wind, thunder, fire, and lightning, all kinds of magic weapons, even the Tathagata Buddha's magic weapons are not accepted. They are simply enemies.

And today, the circle drawn by Destiny’s left hand seems to be like this

"Do you understand?" Tianming flipped and tossed Tanaka Yasushiro's nearly 18-meter body and flew far away. The big gold signboard of "Xingzhi Dojo" seemed to have an extra piece of decoration out of thin air. Material

His words were asked to Qu Yong. The latter did not answer the question directly. He also asked himself several times in his mind. He closed his eyes and thought about the move he just made over and over again. That move was not fast, nor was it powerful. There is only one characteristic. Very round, very, very round, almost a perfect circle

This is mathematically impossible. A perfect circle cannot be drawn with bare hands. This is especially true for people who have played art. The most common way to draw a circle now is to draw straight lines and use straight lines to cut until it becomes a circle. But in the end Although the circle looks like a circle, its essence is still just very short straight lines.

But the circle of destiny is different. He really drew a perfect circle.

Qu Yong's eyes are so sharp. His eyes are full of energy and concentration. He can clearly see the texture on the wings of a fly flying by. But he can't see the hand of destiny drawing a straight line. He can see it. Every inch and every minute of a circle is a circle. He has seen it more than once and still can’t see it.

His eyes closed tighter and tighter, and finally his forehead was sweaty, his palms, soles, and vest were all covered in sweat.

"Trash" Tianming snorted coldly, woke up Qu Yong, put his hands on his back, and walked out of the door.

"Little Master Uncle" Qu Yong frowned and stomped his feet fiercely. He has always been praised for his great talent in the past and he was very confident in himself. However, he always felt like a fool in front of his destiny. But he could only blame him as the little Master Uncle. A peerless genius who hasn’t been born for hundreds of years would probably pale in comparison to anyone. His master Tianyi back then was the best example, wasn’t he?

Not to mention that Tanaka Yasushiro was killed and his disciple Kishi Sara quickly ran to the southeast according to the instructions in his letter, sleeping in the wind all the way. Although this young man was a handicapped person, he was so smart that he was able to Very well taken care of

After he escaped that day, there was a simple map drawn on the envelope. The end point of the map was the small fishing village outside the seaside in front of him. This fishing village was so small that it did not even have an official name on the official map.

Kisara looked at the white waves on the beach and couldn't help but utter bitter words. Although the sea view was beautiful, he really didn't have the heart to appreciate it. In the past few days, he had repeatedly thought about how his master Tanaka Yasushiro wanted him to find the only savior. A man with a tattoo on his face Who is the man with the word "defeat"? Now he has thought of it

Japan has a large number of talents in the martial arts world, but in the past hundred years, there have only been three truly peerless masters. The first one is naturally the number one guard guarding the Chrysanthemum Dynasty who has not been seen in the world for more than 60 years. The second one is during World War II. During the period, Kotaro Kamiya was killed by thousands of people. As for the third one, the Hokkaido guest in red. The first person would only be by the side of His Majesty the Emperor of Japan and his life and death had long been unknown. The third person, the guest in red, was paralyzed because he forcibly practiced the false true metaphor form of one lineage. After being injured by the copper-faced man, he fell into the hands of Hideki Watanabe. His life and death are unknown.

So the man with tattoos on his face can only be Kotaro Kamiya

"It is said that the number of people killed by this man shocked the gods and ghosts. Why was the word "defeat" tattooed on his face? Is this the reason why he retired?"

"The sunset is all over the sky, the golden waves are thousands of sails, and there is no one worth looking at. This grilled fish in my hand is better." I don't know when I was in Kansara, looking at the sea and refusing to go to the village to find anyone. Suddenly, a man walked up from a distance and whispered, "The beautiful scenery of the seaside made his figure look like he was in a painting."

And this person was followed by another person, who also held grilled fish in his hand and said while eating: "Bah, bah, bah, you said the grilled fish is delicious, I said the grilled fish is not delicious, and you said the scenery is not as good as the grilled fish." I prefer to say that the scenery is better than grilled fish."

"Ah, you," said the man before, "Ever since you were little, you have always opposed me in everything. I said one, you said two, and I said no. You said you wanted my name to be Gongsun Haoqi, and your name will be Gongsun Buqi." How could I have a brother like you?"

It turned out that these two people were brothers and their names were really strange. The younger brother Gongsun Buchi said: "You don't like me to be your brother, but I like you to be my brother."
Chapter completed!