Reborn Nobility

Chapter 167 A small powerful person shakes up the capital (9)

Unexpectedly, Xia Xiaoluo said calmly: "Mr. Yamashita, you still haven't lost the Japanese trait of hiding their true purpose. You just want to beat me up, right? Why are you so polite?"

Then, Xia Xiaoluo drank the red wine in the glass in one gulp and said boldly: "Whenever Mr. Yamashita poses a challenge, I will fight to the end and dare to show my sword! Do you know how our Chinese people drove your little Japan out of China at that time? It was because of not being afraid.

die!"

Everyone saw his expression of sacrificing life and death, and thought of his outstanding talent, all of them were moved by it.

Cao Haoxuan frowned and said worriedly: "Xiao Luo, you are still injured."

In fact, Xia Xiaoluo is not that stupid. After all, he has the mental age of more than thirty years old. If he continues to show off his courage and fight, it will be too childish.

He knew that although the injuries on his body were healed now, his body was still very weak. He would definitely not be afraid of a fight at ordinary times, but at this time, he was also worried. He smiled, followed Cao Haoxuan's words and walked down the slope, saying: "But

, the injury on my body is just right. There are too many people here who can represent our Chinese martial arts. Alas - Ergouzi, come here. Mr. Yamashita, you have a fight with this little brother."

Er Gouzi and Qu Xiaoyuan were eating cooked beef in the buffet area with a plate and knife and fork. The beef here is all transported from the prairie of Inner Mongolia. It is natural and pollution-free, and the meat is very delicious. Er Gouzi

The boy ate very happily, but he regretted that there was no dog meat here, which made him secretly despise the people of the capital for their poor food culture. It was a fly in the ointment.

Hearing Xia Xiaoluo's call, he and Qu Xiaoyuan wiped their mouths with their sleeves, and then Shi Shiran came over. Er Gouzi glanced sideways at Xia Shu's short figure at the foot of the mountain, and grinned strangely at Xia Xiaoluo.

He smiled and said, "Isn't this bullying a second-class disabled person?"

When everyone saw Yamashita Natsuki's timid figure, they all covered their mouths and chuckled.

Yamashita Natsuki was angry with Xia Xiaoluo. Like all Japanese, he was a person who admired the strong. He felt that a person could only make irresponsible remarks about himself if he was really stronger than himself.

Xia Xiaoluo talked nonsense here for a long time, but when it came to getting serious, he became a coward, which made him very contemptuous. He sneered and said: "If Mr. Xia is afraid of fighting with me, there is no need to give any reason."

Not everyone can be a giant in words and a giant in actions at the same time.”

A cold light flashed in Xia Xiaoluo's eyes, and he said coldly: "Mr. Yamashita, do you think I am afraid of you?"

Yamashita Natsuki touched his mustache and said disdainfully: "China is seriously influenced by Confucianism. Due to the influence of three thousand years of farming culture, the wolf nature and wildness have long been lost in the body, and it has become a group of bloodless sheep. You have this kind of

I am not surprised by the reaction. I think of the bushido spirit of the Yamato nation..."

"No need to talk nonsense! I, Xia Xiaoluo, will accompany you!" Before he could finish his words, Xia Xiaoluo interrupted him expressionlessly.

Even if Xia Xiaoluo has a mature and stable character, he can't stand such arrogant provocation. A little Japanese who deceived and abducted China can deny the famous Chinese nation and slander a famous Chinese nation from the ground up in terms of national character and national honor.

clan, I am afraid that no bloody Chinese will sit idly by and ignore it.

Everyone in Huaxia at the scene just clenched their fists and looked at Xia Xiaoluo with expectant eyes, hoping that he would fight back and defeat this arrogant little man who knew nothing about the sky and the earth with one punch.

Xia Xiaoluo said in her heart, if I don’t kill you if I don’t kill you if you step on our heads and shit like this, I am really arrogant. How can I walk on the street without being stabbed to death in the spine or drowned by spit?

Albert Cao smiled indifferently, a sly light flashed in his eyes, and said: "Forget it for today. Let's practice another day. Today is for drinking and chatting about art, don't be so barbaric."

He knew the details of Yamashita Natsuki. This guy had been practicing karate for at least fifteen years. He was also a master in Japan. Many people had suffered losses under him. He admired Xia Xiaoluo very much and did not want his little brother to be

People were beaten all over the ground looking for teeth to suffer the loss in front of them.

Natsuki Yamashita was obviously aroused by national pride and became irrational. He smiled coldly and said to Albert Cao with a bit of ridicule: "I remember that Mr. Cao also served as a scout for many years, and he also fought and shot.

Good player, I still remember when we were shooting together three years ago, you were all in the 10th ring, and your level was extraordinary. In order to practice martial arts, you even built a gym in your office building, and you were not afraid of wasting people and money. If you guys

If the Chinese nation can maintain this martial spirit, perhaps the quality of the entire nation will improve a lot. However, in the past two years, you have not used any fists or kicks, right? Your belly has also grown bigger. Your abandoned gymnasium has also become a

This is clear proof that you, Mr. Ye, love dragons."

Cao Weiye's face was stern, and his brows furrowed when everyone inadvertently said to himself, Damn, Xia Shu at the foot of the mountain is too rampant, dare to challenge me. Otherwise, you will suffer a little loss, you really don't know that China is the land of crouching tigers, hidden dragons

.A sharp gaze swept across the faces of Xia Xiaoluo and Yamashita Xia Shu, they smiled naively and said: "Then... let's practice."

He made up his mind that if Xia Xiaoluo suffered a loss, he would take matters into his own hands and destroy the evil beast Xia Shu under the mountain.

Cao Haoran had been standing aside with a can of Coke and slowly drinking it, looking like he was enjoying it. At this time, he said heartlessly: "Let's fight. It's all men who have been talking nonsense here for a long time without fighting. How can we compare?"

Are the boys in our school still bitches?"

He looked like he was afraid that the world would be in chaos and nothing would happen.

Xia Xiaoluo and Yamashita Natsuki looked at each other deeply, with smiles (sneers) on their faces. Their eyes wanted to devour their opponents. They said together: "Let's go."

The 37th floor is the gym, which is completely comparable to a very large karate gym. The two of them walked in front towards the entrance of the lobby. Everyone was very excited and walked towards the entrance of the lobby. The elevator was too crowded, and some went straight up the stairs.

Only Chu Xiuhan, Er Gouzi and Qu Xiaoyuan looked at Xia Xiaoluo's lonely and tragic back, with heavy looks of worry on their faces.

Qu Xiaoyuan gave Er Gouzi a kick and said: "Young lady! Just now Xiao Luo asked you to go up, why didn't you do it? Later, when Xiao Luo has something wrong, I will kill you?"

Ergouzi said stubbornly: "Fuck, don't you understand? That little Japanese is trying every possible means to lure Xiao Luo into the trap, and then justifiably beat up our boss! I will practice alone with him, he will definitely

Not willing."

Qu Xiaoyuan sighed deeply and said: "Fuck, don't worry about so many rules. If our boss is going to suffer later, we will go up and chew Yaya to death! Bite her to death!"

Chu Xiuhan was also very worried. Her heart was pounding and she felt a heavy feeling in her chest. She was speechless and couldn't say a word. She just hoped that Xia Shu, who was under the mountain, was a loser and could not be a good partner to Xia Xiaoluo at all.

Xia Xiaoluo threatened him, and then Xia Xiaoluo beat him up and became famous in the capital.

The three of them went up to the thirty-seventh floor with anxiety. They saw Xia Xiaoluo and Yamashita Natsuki standing face to face in a huge dojo. Surrounded by male and female guests, they looked at the center of the venue nervously.

Not one of them dared to make a sound. A farmer entrepreneur couldn't bear the craving for cigarettes, so he lit a thick cigar and smoked it. Cao Weiye glanced at the cigar with a sharp look, and the man hurriedly put it out.

Even Cao Haoran, who had been chattering all the time, couldn't help but lose his voice. He stared at the two people on the court with his big, beautiful eyes, and uttered after a long time: "I guess, this is much more exciting than the fights between middle school students in our school."

On the field, Yamashita Natsuki introduced the rules of karate to Xia Xiaoluo. With a sly smile on his face, he said: "I won't go into the origin of karate. According to Mr. Xia, karate was introduced from China in the Ming Dynasty.

Entering Japan. Now let me talk about the rules of karate. Karate can be divided into two types, one is competitive karate and the other is practical karate. In fact, there is no difference in the moves and practice methods. It’s just that in competitive karate, the

The method of 'stopping an inch' is what Hua Xia calls a point-to-point approach, without using all the force. When it comes into contact, the body movement will stop and the force will be withdrawn. In actual combat karate, it is all-round contact and all force is exerted."

Xia Xiaoluo nodded, smiled conspiratorially, and said: "I understand, there are quite a lot of ways."

Yamashita Natsuki put on a black belt and said casually: "I have been practicing actual combat karate, but if you are afraid of injury, we can also use competitive karate."

Xia Xiaoluo sneered, tied his Taoist robe with a white belt, and said: "What a joke, if you want to play, just play with real guns and live ammunition. Competitive karate is not the same as drying a silicone doll, and there is no pleasure at all!"

This sentence, which was like a joke, made the male and female guests around him smile, and they immediately realized the dangers involved, and couldn't help but admire the young man's attitude of taking things as lightly as he could, regardless of his own safety.

This sentence hit the heart of Xia Shu at the foot of the mountain. A sinister smile flashed at the corner of his mouth, and he looked at Xia Xiaoluo with squinted eyes, as if he were looking at a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

Suddenly, Xia Xiaoluo noticed the opponent's conspicuous black belt, his face became cold and serious, and asked: "Mr. Yamashita, can you introduce me to the rules of karate?"

Yamashita Natsuki smiled proudly and said: "The levels in karate symbolize experience, expertise and qualifications for lower-level people. Like many martial arts, a colored belt system is generally used to distinguish levels, and colored belts are used to represent levels.

The color becomes darker as you move towards the beginning of the dan. The dan belts are always black, and some schools use bars to represent different levels of black belts. White belts represent stepless beginners, and then in order they are orange belts, yellow belts, blue belts, and green belts.

Brown belt, black belt. Black belt players are also divided into ranks, ranging from 1st degree to 9th degree. I am a 4th degree black belt."

Xia Xiaoluo asked: "Fourth degree black belt, have you been practicing for a while?"

Yamashita Natsuki deliberately put psychological pressure on Xia Xiaoluo and said, "Yes, I have been practicing for fifteen years."