"I heard that the Japanese are going to have a duel with the Chinese!" Two citizens of Foshan explained to one another as they ran towards the Martial Arts Hall Street.
"Who is it?" the other one asked.
"It's Ye Xuan!" the first one replied. "Look at this place. It's already been sealed off."
The stage chosen for the duel was in the middle of the original Foshan Martial Arts Hall Street. There was already a stage about half the height of a person there. The stage was surrounded by thousands of citizens of Foshan. In front of the citizens of Foshan were barricades tied with wooden stakes and wrapped with iron wire. Behind the barricades were Japanese soldiers holding large wooden covers. For this duel, Sanpu had sent three infantry platoons of nearly 750 Japanese soldiers to guard the citizens of Foshan.
More and more people heard about the duel. Soon, the number of citizens of Foshan surrounding the stage was close to ten thousand. All of them looked in the direction of the duel.
On the stage, Sanpu knelt motionlessly on the ground with a solemn look on his face. Behind him was a high platform. On the platform were two Japanese flags and a Chinese military flag. Under the flag, Zuo Teng sat there with a gloomy look on his face. Li Zhao stood beside him with a swollen face.
"General Sanpu said that we need to strengthen the communication between China and Japan. Today, we are here to have a fair duel with Master Xuan. We will exchange our experiences and make friends through martial arts to achieve true peace between China and Japan!" Li Zhao stood on the platform and read out loud what Sanpu wanted him to say.
Hearing Li Zhao read out Sanpu's words, some of the more knowledgeable citizens of Foshan were disdainful.
"Fair duel? That sounds nice? "
"Look at him, he's a traitor. Sooner or later, he will be killed by the Japanese!"
"That's right!"
"Damn dog! Ptui! "
… …
"Shut up! Shut up! Back off, all of you back off … "The Japanese soldiers in front saw the citizens talking among themselves. They picked up their guns and pointed them at the citizens, telling them to shut up and back off.
At that moment, a group of Japanese soldiers walked out from the corner of the street with Ye Xuan in custody.
"Master Xuan is here, Master Xuan is here …" When the citizens saw Ye Xuan being escorted out by the Japanese soldiers, they stood on their tiptoes and raised their heads to look at him.
Escorted by the Japanese soldiers, Ye Xuan walked toward the arena step by step, but he kept looking at the people of Foshan around him. When he saw his militia and Jinshan in the crowd, Ye Xuan made eye contact with Jinshan silently. Not until he had seen Jinshan nod did Ye Xuan curl up the corner of his mouth slowly. Then, he saw Ye Xuan in the crowd. When he saw the worried look on Ye Xuan's face, Ye Xuan smiled at him, telling him not to worry about him.
Stepping on the steps of the stage, Ye Xuan walked towards the stage step by step. When he saw San Matsudaira kneeling on the stage, a cold smile flashed across Ye Xuan's face. He already knew that San Matsudaira wanted to use the duel to attack the confidence of the Chinese people. Therefore, Ye Xuan thought of beating him at his own game. When the time came, they would see who was smarter!
When he saw Ye Xuan walk up, San Matsudaira's eyes flashed with a hint of battle intent and coldness. He pushed himself up with both legs and slowly stood up from the ground. He walked to the center of the stage and looked at Ye Xuan.
Since they were enemies, there was no need to speak too much nonsense. San Matsudaira looked at Ye Xuan with a face full of battle intent. He put his legs together and gave a karate salute to Ye Xuan, then got into a karate starting stance.
Ye Xuan slowly cupped his fists, then stood up. He placed his left hand behind his back and his right hand opened up like a blade. His palm faced his chest and made a strange starting stance.
The two of them faced each other for a while. Suddenly, San Matsudaira moved and quickly closed in. He punched out with both fists, bringing with it a whistling sound of wind as it flew towards Ye Xuan.
Ye Xuan's fists changed. One blocked and the other smashed. He quickly exchanged blows with San Matsudaira.
Bang bang bang!!! — —
The speed at which the two of them exchanged blows was extraordinary. After exchanging blows with San Matsudaira for a while, Ye Xuan finally understood San Matsudaira's strength.
Speaking of the so-called Japanese martial arts used by Sanpu, it was karate. In fact, it was a new martial art formed by combining the Ryukyu Tang Shou (a fist technique from the northern school of China, the White Crane Fist, and the Ryukyu fighting technique) with the traditional Japanese martial arts. This martial art consisted of kicking, hitting, throwing, holding, throwing, locking, twisting, reversing techniques, and pressure points. Because it originated from Ryukyu Tangshou and Tangshou came from White Crane Fist, White Crane Fist was considered light and agile in martial arts. Therefore, karate at this time also inherited some of the characteristics of White Crane Fist. It was light and agile, but lacked strength. (At this time, there was no Kyokushin.)
Of course, this was only for people like Ye Xuan who had the ability to transform.
After figuring out San Matsudaira's strength, Ye Xuan suddenly smirked. He punched towards San Matsudaira's fist.
Bang!
San Matsudaira let out a muffled groan as a huge force came from his fist. His right hand went numb and his entire body was knocked back by the force.
"Good! Good! — — "
"That's the way to fight!"
The citizens of Foshan saw that Ye Xuan had knocked San Matsudaira back with a single punch and their spirits were lifted. Even though there were Japanese soldiers pointing their guns at them, they were still excitedly gesticulating as if they were the ones who had beaten up San Matsudaira.
On the high platform, Zuo Teng saw that Ye Xuan had ignored his words and knocked San Matsudaira back with a single punch. His face contorted with a sinister expression. Li Zhao saw the ferocious look on Zuo Teng's face and tightened his grip on his hat. Worry flashed in his eyes.
Even though they were a few meters apart, Ye Xuan could still feel Zuo Teng's murderous intent. The corners of his mouth twitched and his eyes narrowed. A cold, murderous intent flashed across his eyes.
San Matsudaira retreated and shook his numb hand. He looked at Ye Xuan with a serious expression and cautiously approached Ye Xuan. He suddenly swung his right leg. His right leg was like a silver whip, slicing through the air towards Ye Xuan's head.
Seeing San Pu's movements, a bloodthirsty sneer flashed across Ye Xuan's lips. He did not want to play with San Pu any longer. His figure abruptly retreated, dodging San Pu's kick that was right in front of him. Then, like a bolt of lightning, his right hand shot out like a dragon's claws, latching onto San Pu's ankle. Then, with a pull, San Pu's legs were immediately pulled into a straight line. Before San Pu could even react, Ye Xuan lifted his right leg and ruthlessly stomped on the base of San Pu's thigh.
Crack crack! — —
The sound of bones breaking rang through the arena. San Matsudaira's right leg was broken by Ye Xuan's ruthless stomp. San Matsudaira wanted to cry out in pain, but Ye Xuan's fist landed heavily on his face …
Boom! — —
Under the shocked gazes of the crowd, San Matsudaira was sent flying like a cannonball after being hit by Ye Xuan's fist. He flew for nearly three meters in the air before rolling on the ground like a dead dog with blood all over his face. Only then did he lay motionless on the ground.
Everyone stared in disbelief at what had happened on the arena. They were all speechless for a few seconds. Then, the air around the arena suddenly boiled …
Hua!!! — —
"Ye Xuan! Ye Xuan! Ye Xuan! Ye Xuan! Ye Xuan! " Nearly ten thousand people of Foshan raised their right hands into fists and cheered loudly. Their voices were like a huge wave, resounding between heaven and earth.
Looking at the excited people and hearing such stirring voices, Ye Xuan felt the blood in his body boil. His voice was like thunder as he shouted, "People of our country, we should strengthen ourselves!!!"
"Attack!!!" Ye Xuan roared.
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