I have a promise with the beauty

Xu Zhijie did not expect that Yang Qingshan would play in the competition, nor did he expect that Yamamoto Kuro had a strong desire to win. He did not want to see Japanese judo defeated by Chinese martial arts, so even though he took the place of his apprentice, Xu Zhijie was worried about Yamamoto Kuro's foundation.

In the middle stage, Yang Qingshan was instantly killed by his cultivation. At this time, Yang Qingshan was staring at him with a very evil look, and Xu Zhijie smiled bitterly.

"My title is Military Advisor, but this Yang Qingshan is even more cunning, trying his best to catch a duck."

At this time, some leaders in the VIP stands were unhappy, thinking that the security guard who appeared out of nowhere was fighting Japan's number one judo master. Isn't this looking for embarrassment? But seeing Yang Qingshan's strong body, the look in his eyes

Insignificant and confident, the leader felt guilty, because the game had been set to a five-to-five draw. When he thought about the outstanding people in China, what if this strong-looking security guard was a master of hiding dragons and crouching tigers, then the first game of the Japanese visiting delegation would be

If you lose, your black hat will be gone too.

Xu Zhijie was a little embarrassed by Yang Qingshan's shameless eyes. He sat on the chair and released a powerful energy in a calm manner, which lowered the air in the entire venue by several degrees.

"Huh?" Yamamoto Kuro quickly noticed the change in the temperature of the venue and glanced at Xu Zhijie in the audience.

Xu Zhijie felt Kuro Yamamoto's gaze, and then stood up and walked towards the beautiful principal Xiao Qiang, took out his Dragon Group ID, and whispered a few words.

Xiao Qiang stared, then nodded calmly, walked near the ring, and said a few words to the staff. The staff was stunned and quickly went to find some leaders. In a few minutes, it was originally scheduled to be five to five.

The tie is immediately canceled.

After Xu Zhijie finished all this, he stood at the edge of the ring and looked at the two people on the ring with a smile.

"Nascent Soul stage?" Yamamoto Kuro was shocked and speechless. He looked at Xu Zhijie's eyes carefully and was sure that the other party had not discovered his true identity. He felt relieved and said disdainfully to Yang Qingshan: "I have a master as my backer.

, you are really arrogant."

"I'm sorry. My junior's cultivation level is low and I don't have a backer. How can I still catch up? I'm surprised that the master came on stage." Yang Qingshan said without changing his expression: "Let's solve it the way ordinary people do. How about it?"

"What do you mean?" Yamamoto Kuro asked in confusion.

"You are in the foundation building stage and I am in the innate state. If our cultivation levels are too far apart, I will definitely lose to you. But this arena is not the Conferred God Stage, it is just a martial arts arena. We will compete in martial arts to see how good your judo is.

, our Chinese martial arts are still powerful." Yang Qingshan said.

Yamamoto Kuro was silent for a few seconds before smiling and saying: "Okay, please give me your advice."

This conversation was communicated by Yamamoto Kuro and Yang Qingshan using their spiritual consciousness. No one around could hear it. Otherwise, if it was exposed by the media, the world would go crazy. In the world of immortality, keeping secrets is the most basic common sense.

"Are you ready? Are you staring at each other with your eyes? Do you think you are gay?" Jolina joked.

"I'm sorry, brother is only interested in women." Yang Qingshan said.

"Me too." Yamamoto Kuro said calmly.

"Then start." Jolina said depressedly.

The venue fell silent, staring at the two people on the ring who could not be moved by the wind, looking at each other, secretly thinking about when to take action.

Although Kuro Yamamoto is short in stature, his many years of combat experience and the invisible pressure during the foundation-building period give him the impression of standing at the top and smiling proudly.

Although the magic formula of cultivating immortals cannot be used in the last game, and in a fair situation, the competition is strength, speed, and skill, but Yang Qingshan does not dare to make the first move. After all, the opponent is a demon cultivator in the middle of the foundation building period and has survived for at least one day.

A hundred years, that kind of combat experience is many times his own.

This competition is about the reputation of Chinese martial arts. Even if it is a draw, Yang Qingshan cannot accept it, and Yang Qingshan has to deal with it carefully.

Yamamoto Kuro is more calm than Yang Qingshan, with a calm smile on his face, but his eyes are like a cat that has been staring at the mouse, staring at it with a sense of play.

Yang Qingshan took a deep breath and entered the state of turtle breath, as if he had disappeared. Under the slightly surprised look of Yamamoto Kuro, he rushed forward with a single step, waved his arms, and used a very standard over-the-shoulder throw to Yamamoto.

Jiuro was thrown out hard, and there was a heavy loud noise, and the whole arena shook three times.

An explosion of applause suddenly erupted from the stands, and the camera kept snapping, recording the heroic image of Yang Qingshan waving his hands and determined.

"This guy's judo is very good." Xu Zhijie looked at him with a smile.

"That's because there is a master who Yang Qingshan has known for seven years, and he gets raped every now and then." Buchiyu said with a sinister smile.

"Is it Lu Yao? Her name is on Yang Qingshan's information." Xu Zhijie suddenly realized, and said to the highest direction of the stands: "She is here too. Her relationship with Yang Qingshan is unusual."

"None of my business." Buchiyu felt that Xu Zhijie said these things to himself on purpose, and said with disgust.

"Haha..." Xu Zhijie said aggrievedly: "Just tell me, if Brother Don't Eat Fish doesn't care about Yang Qingshan very much, don't be nervous enough to give me a look."

"Huh." Xu Zhijie couldn't stand it if he didn't eat fish, so he snorted and stopped talking.

"Well done, come on, you are indeed my disciple, sister." Lu Yao said with a proud smile while holding a cheap telescope at the highest point of the stand.

"Sister, isn't it bad to skip work here when you don't have to go to work?" Several colleagues in police uniforms beside Lu Yao said worriedly.

"We are here to perform a mission." Lu Yao argued: "The number one judo master in Japan is here, and the students here are so crazy. When the master leaves, those students will definitely not be able to control themselves."

"Yes, the eldest sister is right, but brother Yang Qingshan's judo is really a bit like that of sister Lu Yao."

"Sister is also very powerful now, okay?" Lu Yao said, suddenly stood up and waved to Yang Qingshan on the ring.

At this time, Kuro Yamamoto stood up slowly. Although nothing could be seen on his face, the anger in his eyes had already revealed that he was in a bad mood. He had lost face as the number one judo master in front of many students and the media.

, and was thrown out from the beginning.

"Come again."

"Okay, I'll stay with you until the end." Yang Qingshan said with a smile.

Yamamoto Kuro's feet moved, it didn't look like judo but boxing, but it also followed the rules of judo. He surrounded Yang Qingshan's body, his eyes looking for Yang Qingshan's flaws. Because there were too many flaws, Yamamoto Kuro smiled bitterly.

Now that I knew how to do it, I had no choice but to find an opening and pounce on it in a straight line.

Yang Qingshan didn't understand the steps and was stuck to the floor like a mountain. He bent his whole body and avoided Yamamoto Kuro's short arms. Then he raised his arm, grabbed Yamamoto Kuro's arm, and threw it hard. Yamamoto Kuro's petite body

He flew out, and when all the spectators thought they would lie on the ground again, Yamamoto Kuro spun in the air and landed steadily.

"I disappoint you. It seems that simple judo can't deal with you." Yamamoto Kuro said with a sinister smile.

"Then what do you want?" Yang Qingshan said confidently. The scene just now was about some Qigong and Tai Chi skills taught by the old man, and they finally came in handy here.

"Karate, judo, kendo, all kinds of martial arts from our great Japanese empire." Yamamoto Kuro said: "As the saying goes, the world's martial arts originated from Shaolin. I want to see if it is true."

Yamamoto Kuro's extremely arrogant words ignited the anger in the stands, and he disobediently cursed again.

"Quiet, quiet, if you are disturbing the venue, the cheerleading performance will be cancelled." Jolina said while holding the microphone.

The venue became quiet. I finished my scolding anyway, and I felt happy. If I continued scolding, it wouldn't be worth it if there were no beautiful women to watch.

"Okay, since the master has to use many kinds of martial arts, I will let go as soon as possible." Yang Qingshan said half-seriously, looking like a hermit master, but it gave people the impression that he did it deliberately

He looks like a boy who is strong on the outside but can only talk big words.

"Boy, don't be too arrogant. The martial arts of the Japanese Empire have surpassed your Chinese nation." Yamamoto Kuro sneered, raised his foot, stomped on the floor with a bang, and appeared in front of Yang Qingshan in an instant as if he could fly.

, punch out.

Yang Qingshan first blocked Yamamoto Kuro's small fist with one hand, but found that the opponent's power was several times greater than before, and his body was withdrawn by this force. He quickly hugged the opponent's fist with both hands and used his strength to dissolve the power.

With a twist, Yamamoto Kuro's small body was lifted into the air by Yang Qingshan, spun and thrown out.

Yamamoto Kuro was surprised that Yang Qingshan could always neutralize his own power. He rolled in the air and landed in the corner of the ring. He squatted on the pillar and crawled towards Yang Qingshan like a kitten using his hands and feet.

"Is this the martial arts of the Japanese Empire you call it?"

Yang Qingshan couldn't laugh or cry, he was showing off his moves at the drop of a hat, following the Tai Chi pattern, moving his steps left and right, but his body was always at a central point, never leaving the center of the ring, waving his hands like a burst of wild energy, sweeping away Yamamoto Kuro's power.

Turn it into nothing, or become your own power and fight back against Yamamoto Kuro.

Yamamoto Kuro was already scarred, but it was not visible on the outside. His eyes were full of surprise. He was surprised that Yang Qingshan could block all his moves while standing still, and he also used his own strength to injure himself internally.

.

Holding back a mouthful of blood, Yamamoto Kuro wanted to use his claws to tear Yang Qingshan apart, but when he glanced at Xu Zhijie who was beside the ring, his confident eyes seemed to be waiting for him to kill Yang Qingshan instantly.

"Asshole, at first it was an injured person who was only in the innate realm who was bothering me behind my back, and now there is a master at the Nascent Soul stage watching covetously. What should I do? Do I have to lose? No, absolutely not. I won't.

For losers, this first exchange is a draw."

Yamamoto Kuro's eyes suddenly changed subtly. There were two colors, just like a Persian cat. But in the eyes of ordinary people, no one could see it. Only Yamamoto Kuro's eyes were emitting a strange light.

"What? You want to cheat." Yang Qingshan said with a smile, his tone was flat, and he didn't take Yamamoto Kuro to heart at all. Looking at the anxious eyes of the audience, it was time to end.