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Yang Chen glanced left and right at the dozen or so ronin in front of him. They subconsciously took a step back and lowered their heads, not daring to look at Yang Chen at all.
They will never forget this day, the fear of being dominated by this man in front of them.
At this time, in the courtyard, Yamaguchi Wild Wolf, who was knocked unconscious by his father Kazuo Yamaguchi, slowly woke up.
Seeing companions struggling and howling all over the floor, I had no idea what was going on.
"Yo! Are you awake?"
Yang Chen turned his head, just in time to see the wild wolf in the mountain pass.
Seeing Yang Chen walking towards him step by step, the wild wolf in the mountain pass trembled with fright, and almost fainted again.
"Remember what I told you yesterday?"
"Remember...remember."
The mountain pass wild wolf responded weakly.
"What did I say?"
At this time, Yang Chen had already changed to Chinese.
The crowd of onlookers immediately started whispering and asked the people around them what Yang Chen said to the wild wolf in the mountain pass yesterday.
Some of them had witnessed Yang Chen's demeanor in Yang's Martial Arts Hall yesterday, and immediately told the surrounding people about it.
Everyone's blood boiled when they heard it!
As a Chinese, it should be like this!
Especially Yang Xiude and his party, who were the parties involved, were even more excited to the point where they couldn't be more excited.
Everyone's face was flushed, and they almost screamed up to the sky!
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Chapter 976 Eat it! (first update)
"Yesterday, what did I say?"
Facing Yang Chen's pressing step by step, Wild Wolf of Yamaguchi was about to collapse, and said weakly: "You said, if I don't hang the plaque at the door, you will burn down the Yamaguchi Budokan."
"What plaque?"
"Write...a plaque with the words 'Sick Man of East Asia' written on it." Wild Wolf of the Mountain Pass replied instinctively.
"very good!"
Yang Chen turned his head to look at the entrance of the Budokan lobby. At this time, the plaque with the words "Sick Man of East Asia" and full of endless insults to China was standing next to the pillar at the entrance.
Kazuo Yamaguchi thought that he had invited Miyamoto Musashi, the top martial arts master of the Japanese Empire, and he was sure of winning.
For the shame of yesterday, he deliberately kept the plaque.
Yang Chen walked towards the plaque step by step, picked it up, and jokingly said: "You said, did you hang up the plaque yourself, or did I burn down your martial arts hall?"
Miyamoto Musashi endured the severe pain, stared at Yang Chen with resentment, and roared, "Young man, don't bully people too much!"
"What is bullying?"
Yang Chen showed a sarcasm: "Yesterday, when you were domineering in Yang's Martial Arts Hall, did you ever think that you were deceiving others too much?"
"We, we had a normal exchange of martial arts at that time. Yang's Martial Arts Hall is inferior to others!"
"Is it?"
Yang Chen didn't expect the old devil in front of him to be so shameless, he couldn't help but squint his eyes and sneered: "Then today, I'm also competing with you guys.
Aren't you also inferior in skills? "
"well said!"
Outside the Yamaguchi Budokan, there was thunderous applause immediately, and all the Chinese who watched the excitement cheered loudly.
Miyamoto Musashi's old face turned blue-purple, and he almost couldn't breathe, and passed out.
The rest of the Japanese ronin who can't understand Chinese, by observing the expressions of Miyamoto Musashi and the excited crowd around them, each of them is like a mourning concubine, and their faces are extremely ugly.
Yang Chen continued: "Yesterday, Yang's martial arts skills were inferior to others, so I have nothing to say.
Today, your skills at the Yamaguchi Budokan are not as good as others, are you unwilling to admit defeat? "
"you you……"
"What me? Don't you little devils believe in the spirit of Bushido? What, can't afford to lose is the so-called Bushido spirit?"
Under the rage, Miyamoto Musashi calmed down instead, stared at Yang Chen, and said in a deep voice: "Young man, do you know the fate of offending me, the Great Japanese Empire?"
"The fate of offending you, the Great Japanese Empire?"
Yang Chen sneered.
Alice, Bella, Pa Er, and Ouyang Qing couldn't hold back their laughter either.
If this old devil knew the person in front of him, he probably wouldn't have said such a stupid thing.
Because in the whole world, there is no one more vicious than Yang Chen who offended Little Japan.
However, Yang Chen remembered a movie he watched when he was a child, Fist of Fury starring Bruce Lee, so he suddenly changed his mind. He said, "I suddenly decided, I changed my mind."
"Now you know it's harm? Then take this plaque back and hang it..."
Miyamoto Musashi thought that Yang Chen was cowardly, and became more and more proud.
Unexpectedly, before he finished speaking, Yang Chen's iron fist had already hit his chest firmly.
The sound of bones breaking was heard clearly in the ears of the wanderers around, and even the bitter gall was beaten out.
The ronin saw that Miyamoto Musashi's chest was sunken. It was unknown whether it was due to severe pain or inertia, the old devil's body bowed like a shrimp.
After Yang Chen tore off the white paper with the words "Sick Man of East Asia" on the plaque and crumpled it into a ball, he grabbed Miyamoto Musashi's neck with one hand and stuffed the paper ball into his mouth with the other.
"Eat it for me!"
Yang Chen showed a ferocious face, and stuffed the paper ball directly into Miyamoto Musashi's throat.
"Remember! This is China!"