Yongchun is one of the Southern Fist in traditional Chinese martial arts. It originated in the mid-Qing Dynasty and was originally spread in Guangdong, Fujian and other places.

In modern times, due to the promotion of generations of descendants, Yongchun began to spread all over the world and divided into various schools. Mr. Liang's Liang's family Yongchun settled in Hong Kong Island during the Republic of China period and became famous both at home and abroad.

On the ring, when Zhang Kun recited the two words Yongchun, Otsuka Yoshikawa's eyes suddenly condensed, and then he carefully looked Zhang Kun up and down with his eyes, and then snorted coldly: "Yongchun?"

"Yeichun." Zhang Kun nodded, then paused and looked up slightly, looked at Otsuka Yoshikawa and said lightly: "The karate stolen master of the karate!"

"Haga..." As soon as Zhang Kun said something, Otsuka Yoshikawa immediately turned red, roared angrily, and even spoke Japanese for a moment.

Zhang Kun's face was still calm and continued lightly: "At the beginning of the 19th century, Sakugawa Hirokiga traveled across the ocean and went to the Qing Dynasty to learn Chinese martial arts. He was fortunate to teach Tang Shou and brought it back to Japan. After development, Tang Shou changed its name to Karate."

"And Tang Shou, near Fujian, has another name, Yongchun Baihe Fist."

Otsuka Yoshikawa's eyes trembled, his eyes were red, and he stared at Zhang Kun with teeth gritted: "You are looking for death..."

Zhang Kun ignored it and slowly put his hands together on his chest: "Today's successor of Yongchun, a senior of Daishi, teaches foreigners, and kills barbarians!"

As the last six words came out, Otsuka Yoshikawa laughed angrily: "External story? Barbarians? OK, today I want to see what a descendant of Yongchun can do, kill!"

As the word "kill" was called Otsuka Yoshikawa, his whole body was full of momentum, his eyes widened, his figure suddenly rose, and he kicked Zhang Kun's middle gate hard.

Facing the kick from Otsuka Yoshikawa, Zhang Kun had no expression on his face, put his hands together, and took a slash towards the shadow of his feet.

With the soles of his feet connected, Zhang Kun's face changed suddenly, and he felt a huge force coming from the shadow of his legs. Zhang Kun's feet were unstable and he took three steps in an instant.

He kicked Zhang Kun away with one kick, and Otsuka Yoshikawa raised his eyes and did not stop at all. He kicked out one after another. Zhang Kun greeted him with his palm and blocked his arms, and his figure flashed even faster.

After passing Otsuka Yoshikawa's next kick, Zhang Kun instantly retreated to a corner of the ring, shaking his sore palms secretly, and frowned slightly.

No, this body is too weak. If you compete with strength, you are no match for it. It seems that you have to use some softness.

Otsuka Yoshikawa in the middle of the ring looked high and his eyes were coldly looking at Zhang Kun opposite him.

I thought that some master had run out again, but the result was nothing more than that.

Yongchun, Yongchun, today will make you never be able to spring in the future.

Otsuka Yoshikawa thought to himself, and with a shout, his figure moved violently again, his feet were in the lead.

At this time, Zhang Kun's face was not shocked, and his hands were naturally drooping. When Otsuka Yoshikawa's feet reached his chest, Zhang Kun's legs spread apart, shoulder-width, and turned his hands inward. He grabbed Otsuka Yoshikawa's calves with one hand. He took a step back and pulled his hands hard.

The figure kicked by Yoshikawa Otsuka was unstable in an instant, but his expression remained unchanged. He exerted force from his waist, and his left foot, which was stepping on the ground, suddenly rose into the air and attacked Zhang Kun's neck.

But at this moment, Zhang Kun's hands holding Otsuka Yoshikawa's right calf suddenly relaxed, and the retreating figure turned into advance, and his body rushed into Otsuka Yoshikawa's chest.

"Touch!" Otsuka Yoshikawa, whose feet were soaring into the air, rushed out by Zhang Kun's sudden stroke of the mountain bend.

Otsuka Yoshikawa, who was washed away, looked red, and his waist was hard and twisted the center, then turned over and landed on the ground.

Otsuka Yoshikawa looked at the center of the ring coldly, Zhang Kun, who was calm on his face, trembled with his eyes, snorted coldly, and then rushed forward again.

Another kick, but when Zhang Kun grabbed his hands again, he suddenly pulled back with a fierce kick, and then a knife in the middle rushed straight to Zhang Kun's face.

Otsuka Yoshikawa sneered, thinking that I could win the same trick twice?

However, the sneer on his face had not disappeared. With a "pop", Otsuka Yoshikawa's left cheek turned red instantly, and Otsuka Yoshikawa stayed there in an instant. Then, a black shadow rushed into Otsuka Yoshikawa's chest.

Then with a sound of touch, Otsuka Yoshikawa's whole body was knocked out by Zhang Kun again and hit the ground hard.

Zhang Kun stood there, quietly looking at Otsuka Yoshikawa slowly stood up, with a clear red mark on his left cheek.

Otsuka Yoshikawa trembled all over, and his left hand slowly raised and gently placed it on his left face. A burst of burning pain, and Otsuka Yoshikawa's eyes turned red in an instant.

"You... deserve... die!" Otsuka Yoshikawa roared, then took a big step forward and rushed towards Zhang Kun again.

But with the sound of slapping, Otsuka Yoshikawa's face was covered with red palm prints. When he got up from the ground again, blue veins began to appear on his forehead.

Otsuka Yoshikawa gasped, his red eyes glared at the figure in the center of the ring, and he wanted to tear it to pieces in one go.

But at this moment, he had to endure the anger in his heart, stand there, and try to restore his physical strength.

The person in front of him is a master, and the real master is far from comparable to Li Shuang and others, and he is not even his opponent.

However, the man obviously could put himself in many times, but he let him go gently every time.

Want to play tricks on me? Damn it. Otsuka Yoshikawa's Ginya bit his teeth tightly.

tease?

I am a samurai from the Great Japanese Empire. If I want to play with me, I have to pay the price.

Otsuka Yoshikawa roared in his heart, and his physical strength was gathering little by little.

At this time, the master who was playing with him in Otsuka Yoshikawa's eyes was also sighing secretly.

This body is too weak.

Zhang Kun's face was calm, but he shook his head secretly inside.

If it were his life, the Otsuka Yoshikawa in front of him would definitely be within three moves. If it really doesn't work, it would be five moves.

Now, I can't hit Otsuka Yoshikawa directly, and it's not counting as two stickers. As a result, Otsuka Yoshikawa on the opposite side can still jump and jump.

What is this? Is it tickling?

However, Yongchun has the advantage of burying himself and fighting, fast fists and close defense, flexible horse stances and fast up and down, both offense and defense, and pay attention to the combination of hardness and softness, so the energy consumption is small and the combat endurance is strong.

But the disadvantage is that every attack is not strong. Originally, this is nothing, because every successor of Yongchun will train his body and strengthen his body, so this is not a shortcoming.

But Zhang Kun's body is considered to be middle-aged and superior among ordinary people, but compared with martial artists, he is just a scumbag.

The flesh is loose, the bones are soft and the body is weak. The six words summarize Zhang Kun's physical condition.

Use such a body to display Yongchun...

Zhang Kun sighed secretly. This was the most embarrassing competition since he practiced martial arts.

However, Zhang Kun slowly looked at the edge of the sports venue from the corner of his eyes. The rows of figures lying motionlessly, Zhang Kun looked at Otsuka Yoshikawa again, and his eyes suddenly condensed.

"But so what?"

"Otsuka Yoshikawa..., if I let you walk out of this sports venue with all your heart and tail today, how can I, Liang Xing, be worthy of Yongchun's predecessors!"

"How to be worthy of these and bravely defend the young heroes in the Chinese martial arts world."

"How can you be worthy of it? That guy who proves Chinese martial arts by death."

Zhang Kun slowly closed his eyes, and the figure who had clearly fainted but was still standing on the ring in his mind.

"Li Shuang..."

Zhang Kun suddenly opened his eyes, a trace of evil light flashed, staring at Otsuka Yoshikawa opposite him.

"Miyamoto, I will collect some interest today...!"
Chapter completed!