Chapter 48: Nippon Martial Arts

Chapter 048 Japanese Budo
Matsumoto couldn't understand English at all, but even if he understood him, he would not be affected. As a master of Japanese Bushido, Matsumoto could control his own mood.
Matsumoto came to the test machine in front of the test rig and put a hand-style adjustment to breathe. He entered a state of complete etherealness, and the shackles around him seemed to leave him.
I have to admit that although the martial arts of Little Japan came from China, there are indeed places worthy of praise. The large Japanese samurai suits, combined with the unique sound of the Buddhist instrument shakuhachi, the combination of Zen and spirit, have no trace of tranquility. Mood.
The Japanese warrior entering this state is definitely a terrible opponent. There is no life and death in his eyes, no fear, and some are only the spirit of Bushido, which is the ultimate of Japanese warriors.
Matsumoto was quiet, neither shouting nor volleying. He suddenly opened his eyes and stepped out his left leg. A boxing punch was above the boxing target.
Everyone saw only a flash of white light, followed by a "clam!", the iron birch raft that was known for its hardness at Matsumoto's feet was broken.
Of course, no one in the field except the two Japanese warriors knew the speciality of the raft, but the crazy scrolling electronic screen tells them how much power the punch has.
The final number 612!
After seeing this number, the audience was dead. Even Andy, who used to see the big scene, was shocked. Others didn't know the details of Williams. He knew that Williams' weakness was speed, but attack power. Almost no one is better than the s-level hunters who are not assigned by the Bounty Hunters Association. I did not expect that today I was planted in the hands of this group of Japanese.
Thinking of the shameful news that will be published in the newspapers in Las Vegas tomorrow, Andy felt a headache. He could already imagine how angry the people of Las Vegas would be tomorrow, and those from all over the world who are gamblers and gamblers. They will ridicule the incompetence of the American Mafia with impunity. However, this gamble can not be lost, otherwise the situation will only be worse.
Matsumoto took a deep breath and retired with no expression. Ueno purely laughed: "I hope to see the newspaper report in Las Vegas tomorrow. I have already thought about the topic. It is called "Nippon Budo, the world." One"!"
"The world of is the first!"
The sudden sound was particularly loud in the quiet meeting place. Although Ueno's plain English is not good, but the other person said "shit" the word, how can he not understand.
Ueno is angry. In his opinion, who insults Japanese martial arts is just like insulting his mother. He is staring at Linda who just spoke. He said in a word: "Women, today is not because of the bounty hunter. Association, you have become a body! Translate to her!"
The translation officer was shocked by Ueno, and honestly translated to Linda.
I have to say that Ueno’s object of intimidation was wrong. Linda is simply a child who is not afraid of fear. After listening to the translator’s translation, this is not afraid, but he does not hesitate to show it again. A finger, and this time is the middle finger, showing the good meaning of the in the world, and Linda is afraid that Ueno is not understanding, followed by a sentence: "fuckyou!"
"Good! Very good." Ueno Pure Huo pulled out the Japanese samurai sword, "I challenge you! The winner is born, the loser is dead!"
"Young master, calm!" Matsumoto hurriedly said that this trip to the United States, three times do not want to make a living.
Although Linda likes to brag, but he still has self-knowledge about his own strength, although he does not know the level of this Ueno pure, but look at his two men with sentimental animals, want to come to this master even weaker to clean up themselves There is more than enough, so Linda said very big: "On your level, this girl disdains to fight with you, I sent my men to play more than enough!" Linda said unceremoniously pushed Zhou Jian.
"I rely!" Zhou Jian was pushed forward one step forward, and his heart was unhappy. He didn't want to be so confused.
Linda knows the loss, and lowers the voice and said to Zhou Jian softly: "Huaxia kid, you can't help but die. If you win them, I must serve you tonight. You want me to do anything."

Linda spoke out the sultry words with her delicate voice, and Zhou Jian’s heart trembled, and this big ocean horse is really a fairy.
"Hurry up, just ask someone to ask you." Linda didn't know who to learn with the Chinese style, she said that while pushing the body with the body, it was so soft that at least the full breast of the d cup was so soft. Top on Zhou Jian's back, this move is too embarrassing, Zhou Jian's foot is soft, and was pushed out to take a big step.
This is your sister's, Zhou Jian is speechless, and people have played 612. Can their ghosts and murderers really play such high numbers? If you can't get it, this person will lose it. This is the face of the Chinese nation. This Linda is basically hurting people. It is no wonder that the ancients said that the red face is a disaster.
Zhou Jian put all the equipment that he had taken off, the blood of the fall, the WISP ring and some blue suits that were recently made by the copy. Try to change the equipment with strength. Today's test is related to Huaxia Guwu. The question of honor, once forced to be shot, must not be lost.
Andy also hopes that Zhou Jian can come out with a hand. After all, Zhou Jian is now barely a member of the Bounty Hunters Association. Although reason tells him that Zhou Jian, even if he was born in the Huawu Guwu family, he is not likely to score more than 400 at such a young age, but there is a hope for it. Let’s take a step back and say that even if Zhou Jian loses, there will be more newspapers tomorrow. A hard-working brother who is a companion, Huaxia Kungfu lost with the American Kung Fu. It is not so ugly to share the firepower of the public opinion. So he said: "Mr. Zhou, I have heard that the strength of Huaxia Guwu has just taken this opportunity. Show it."
Although Zhou Jian did not know what kind of wishful thinking was made in Andy's heart, he could also hear that he was playing and killing. I rely on it, I didn't offend you.
Matsumoto saw Zhou Jian playing, and immediately stepped forward to put Ueno in the back. Although he saw that Zhou Jian’s strength was not strong, he was afraid that the young master had an accident. He said:
Our big Japanese visit to the American brothers’ gang It is for friendship, and it can promote the advancement of martial arts. However, it is inevitable that the sword will be invisible. Our young master is just a moment of urgency. If the friend from China wants to challenge, please go to the test machine."
The translation officer hasn't finished the translation yet, Ueno has already snorted. "Song Ben, so kind to a supporter, our Asian faces have been thrown away by them!"