Chapter 125: A Bunch of Trash!
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
“What?! They’re all Grandmaster Realm experts?!”
“Uncle Zheng, are you mistaken?!”
Qiao Yongjie and Chen Rongrong exclaimed in disbelief.
Even Hong Yunzhi, Qiao Jingsong, Chen Qingshan, Yuan Shichuan, and the others were skeptical.
Hall Master Zheng waved his hand and said, “I won’t make a mistake. You have to know that my cultivation level is at the early-stage Connate Realm.
However, one of the three defeated me in a few moves.
“Only Grandmaster Realm experts can do such a thing.”
Hearing this, Hong Yunzhi and the others frowned.
They naturally did not think that Hall Master Zheng was lying.
However, if the other party really had three Grandmaster Realm experts, even they would find it difficult to match them.
At this moment, shouts came from outside the door.
“Hall Master, our Zhongyi Martial Arts School has been kicked out!”
“Our True Martial Dojo has been kicked out!”
“Our Beidou Dojo has also been kicked out!”
Another large group of people ran in from outside the door.
The people who entered were the disciples of the Zhongyi Martial Arts School, the True Martial Dojo, and the Big Dipper Dojo. All of them were injured. “What?! Our Zhongyi Martial Arts School has also been kicked out?!”
Qiao Jingsong was stunned, his eyes filled with anger.
A disciple of Zhongyi Martial Arts School said with a long face, “Yes, Hall Master. Not long ago, those Martial Warriors from Country Sakura came knocking on our door and injured all the disciples of our martial arts school!” “Bastard!”
“Outrageous!”
Chen Qingshan and Yuan Shichuan were also furious.
“All! All! Ah…”
At this moment, a series of screams suddenly came from outside the door.
Everyone turned around to see disciples of the Heavenly Path Martial Arts School fly in from outside and fall heavily on the martial arts arena.
Then, a group of men in martial arts clothes and wooden clogs strode in.
At the front were three middle-aged men in black, blue, and gray martial arts suits.
The middle-aged man in the black and blue martial arts suit were unarmed, while the middle-aged man in the gray martial arts suit had a sword at his waist.
The three middle-aged men had proud expressions and were energetic. Their eyes were filled with disdain.
Sato Taro, the owner of Ichiki Karate Dojo, followed closely behind the three of them.
Hong Yunzhi glared at Sato Taro and said angrily, “Sato Taro, so it was you who did it!”
“That’s right. I did it. What can you do to me?”
Sato Taro walked out with a smug look on his face. Then, he pointed at the three middle-aged men and said, “Everyone, let me formally introduce you!
“These three are my senior brothers, Yagyu Goemon, Nakamura Ichio, and Kitada Karyu!”
Hong Yunzhi’s expression was cold as he said in a trembling voice, “You kicked out 18 martial arts schools and injured so many of us. What exactly do you want?”
Sato Taro smiled mockingly and said, “Alliance Master Hong, we only wanted to spar with your various martial arts schools. Who knew that you guys would be so weak?
So many dojo masters are not my three senior brothers’ match. They were even beaten up by my three senior brothers.”
Nakamura Ichio, who was more than 1.9 meters tall, cupped his fists and said in broken Chinese, “Your country has always claimed that martial arts originated from your country!
I originally thought that there were many martial arts experts in China, but seeing it today, I’m really disappointed!”
Kitada Karyu, who had a strong figure and was about 1.8 meters tall, stood up and sneered, “What bullsh*t martial arts expert? I think you’re all just a group of trash!”
“Insolent!”
“How can you slander our Chinese martial arts?!”
“If a true expert from China were to take action, he could beat you up with one hand!”
All the disciples present roared.
“A real expert?”
Nakamura Ichio smiled teasingly, “Then let the true experts come out!
“I think it’s not that you so-called experts don’t dare to come out, but that they don’t dare to, right?”
“Hahaha…”
The disciples of the Ichiki Karate Gym burst into laughter.
“Bastard, I think you’re asking for a beating!”