Chapter 997 Fierce Fighting 5

The next day everyone gathered in front of the ring again, and this time there were even more people watching. After all, Zhao Yiming offered a huge reward, which made everyone flock to it.

Mikoshiba stood on the ring again. He already had a winning streak. He planned to keep this record. He had to get a set of holy skills. If the opponent couldn't use it then, he would be slapped in the face. .

But what he didn't know was that the major families also held urgent consultations last night. Although they had not left Goryeo, it did not mean that their information was inaccurate.

Zhao Yiming is a well-known treasure house in the world. This is known to everyone. What he says is basically accurate, so everyone can take a gamble.

A young man flew onto the stage. He was a disciple of the Song family, one of the four major families in Goryeo. He said loudly: "I am Song Chengjun, a disciple of the Song family. I am here to learn your clever tricks today."

As he spoke, he flew forward and kicked. After all, Taekwondo is the mainstream in Goryeo. Many people practice Taekwondo, and their leg skills are very powerful.

As Senior Brother Duanshui Shui, Mikoshi Chai is also very good at his martial arts, especially his attack power which can be said to be off the charts, and his attacks are extremely vicious.

Although Song Chengjun's martial arts was quite good, he was still more than a star and a half behind compared to him. After thirty or forty moves, the opponent took the opportunity and punched him in the chest.

The sternum was immediately broken, and then the opponent used his knees and elbows combined with a one-hit killing technique to kill him on the stage, and then kicked him to the ground.

Then I saw another figure enter the ring, shouting fiercely: "How dare you kill my brother, I am Song Chengjun from the Song family, and I will avenge my brother today."

This guy's kung fu was much better, but he only lasted a dozen more shots than his younger brother. Then his legs were broken by the opponent, and his neck was brutally twisted.

Yu Zichai laughed loudly and said: "Isn't your Song family known as one of the four major families? If anyone is willing to die, come up and let me beat you to the bottom of your family."

This is a woman flying onto the stage. She saw this woman with a cold face and said: "You are really too arrogant. I am Song Huilan of the Song family. Let me take your life."

This woman's boxing and kicking skills were very good, but she was not good enough to defeat him. After the two of them exchanged more than ten moves, the woman suddenly shook her head.

The long braid was suddenly swung up, and there were two bells tied to the long braid. It hit the opponent at once, causing the opponent to vomit blood. Then the long braid kept waving, completely attacking the enemy and saving it.

Ozashiba could only deal with it this time, but he finally gritted his teeth and shouldered it again. He grabbed the braid in his hand and pulled the woman over forcefully.

Then he hit the woman on the head with a palm, and thought that when the woman was dying, she spit out a mouthful of blood, and a flying needle was actually mixed with the hot blood, and it sank into his eyebrows.

It was another lose-lose situation, which made the faces of the Japanese people very serious. Now all the masters died, which was a heavy loss to them.

A tall Japanese man walked up to the stage, pointed at the audience and said, "You people are so despicable that you only use such despicable methods.

I am Mu Shenyi, a master of swordsmanship. I want to challenge the Song family. If you dare to challenge me, I will kill everyone in the Song family. "

The face of Song Yuejin, the head of the Song family, was swollen and red. This was a naked slap in the face. He didn't take the Song family seriously at all, but if he couldn't kill this Japanese, then he wouldn't have the dignity to hang out in Korea in the future.

He stood up and said in a gloomy voice: "We, the Song family, will accept your challenge. Others don't have to go up. This guy will be handed over to us, the Song family."

Before he finished speaking, a man rushed up beside him. This man was about 40 years old, holding an iron rod in his hand. He was Song Shuquan of the Song family.

Song Shuquan didn't answer after he came on stage. He waved the iron rod and hit him fiercely. This stick also made a whirring sound and was completely powerful.

Mu Shen dodged forward and was in front of him. The samurai sword at his waist suddenly unsheathed and cut his throat without giving him a chance.

He did not put away the knife, but said very seriously: "The arena is a very sacred place. I hope you can take it seriously and stop sending such garbage."

Jin Lin whispered at this time: "If you, the Song family, can't stand it anymore, just let us know, and we will send people to help, and we will have to take a few strikes. It's too embarrassing to be killed instantly. This is related to the honor of our four major families. "

Guo Quancheng also said in agreement: "Our four major families will suffer losses and prosperity. If you embarrass us, it will not be easy for us. How can we still do it?"

Zhang Guangming, the leader of the Zhang family, echoed from the side: "Look, there are four of you, and none of them can survive three moves. Although that guy's sword skills are good, there's no need to be so exaggerated!"

If I hadn't known your character, I would have thought that your Song family was bribed by someone else, and you deliberately went up to lose badly and make us, Korea, embarrassed? "

Song Yuejin's face turned green when he saw him swaying onto the stage in person, holding a pipe in his hand and saying, "I am the head of the Song family. Let me learn your sword skills today."

Mu Shen nodded slightly and said: "I admire your courage to take the stage. Regardless of your strength, your courage and responsibility are worthy of my respect.

To show my respect for you, I will cut off your head with my own hands and keep it as my precious trophy. "

Song Yuejin roared angrily and rushed up waving his pipe. It was completely acupuncture, and the attack was very rapid.

Because the pipe is a short weapon, the two people were fighting in close combat, and smoke kept coming out. After the smoke was inhaled by the Shepherd God, he gradually felt a little confused.

The Shepherd God suddenly shouted: "You are so despicable. You actually poisoned in the fight. It's completely out of the spirit of Bushido."

Song Yuejin shouted coldly: "In this day and age, as long as you can win, you don't care what means I use. You bastard, go to hell! "

After he finished speaking, he ejected a short blade from his pipe and stabbed it into the chest of the already shaky Maki Shinichi. Unexpectedly, the severe pain made the opponent's eyes light up, and the Japanese sword in his hand swung like lightning.

At such a close distance, Song Yuejin could not dodge at all, and was cut down by this sword. The leader of the Six Yang was another situation of both sides losing, but this time Gao Li was embarrassed.