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    "Hey, monks in front of you, stop. Are you those Shaolin monks from China?" I didn't expect these Japanese to speak Chinese.  Yongkong is a senior brother. He turned around and clasped his hands and proclaimed the Buddha's name, "Amitabha! May I ask the donor for any advice?" "Hahaha! Your Shaolin Temple is known as the best in martial arts in the world, and we want to give it a try. To see who is more powerful, your Shaolin martial arts, or  Our Iga sect¡¯s secrets are stronger!¡± ¡°Amitabha, monks never fight with others!¡± The three of them were about to leave.  "Hahaha! Why don't you fight with others? I'm afraid you don't dare!" "That's right, that's right, the Chinese are all sick men of East Asia. They have been beaten by us for hundreds of years! How dare you claim to be the best in martial arts, hahaha!"  "Yo Xi! The Chinese are all cowards. They are so shy that they don't even dare to compete! It's better to go back to China! Don't come out and embarrass yourself. The Shaolin Temple should just be changed into the Tortoise Temple. Hahaha!" A few of them!  The Japanese laughed arrogantly.  Constantly provoking!  Yong Zhi¡¯s face turned red with anger, ¡°Let¡¯s just compare, who is afraid of you!¡± ¡°Junior brother, don¡¯t be rash. This is Japan, we can¡¯t cause trouble!¡± Yongkong quickly stopped him.  "Brother, they have gone too far. Not only have they insulted me, Shaolin, but they have also insulted China! It is unbearable!" "But!" "There is no but. If Master blames me, I will bear the responsibility alone. I can go back and face the wall for three years at most.  That's it!" "Hahaha! Finally someone who is not afraid of death has come out!" The leader of the mustache laughed.  He just punched me without saying hello.  Yongzhi was not prepared at all, so he quickly dodged but still failed.  He was punched in the shoulder and took a few steps back.  ¡°Despicable!¡± Yong Xin yelled angrily.  He immediately got into a fight with Mustache and passed a few moves.  Just hearing a "bang!", Mustache was kicked to the ground.  He climbed up with difficulty. "What are you still doing? Come on together. Beat them to death!" The six or seven young men next to him shouted and surrounded him.  Five people surrounded Yongzhi.  The other three surrounded Yongkong and the two.  Neither Yongkong knows martial arts.  No way to beat them.  They were quickly knocked to the ground, and they were kicked around by three Japanese while holding their heads!  Yongzhi¡¯s eyes turned red as he looked at it, ¡°Senior brother! Yeah!¡± he yelled.  He showed no mercy and knocked down two Japanese people surrounding him in one fell swoop.  He rushed over and kicked a Japanese man surrounding Yongkong and the others several meters away!  For a while, punches and kicks were exchanged, and the fight was very exciting.  From time to time, Japanese people were kicked out of the circle, and Yongzhi also received a lot of punches!  The police who received the call finally arrived.  I was also surprised to see the wounded here, as well as two Chinese monks.  Everyone standing was injured.  Send these people to the hospital first!  After receiving the news, Masters Xing Shan and Xing Yong rushed to the hospital immediately.  Seeing that the three disciples were beaten to death, Xingkong was still in a coma.  Moreover, he was insulted and provoked in every possible way, and even launched sneak attacks first.  Master Xingyong was furious and sternly demanded an explanation from Japan.  Apologize, compensate for medical expenses, and apprehend the perpetrator.  The person in charge of the Iga faction in Tokyo also arrived.  Several disciples cried in front of him; they said they met a Shaolin monk by chance, and they originally wanted to compete in martial arts.  But those Shaolin monks are so deadly that they must be killed quickly!  Not only were all the disciples injured, but several of them were beaten and disabled.  Seeing this situation, Elder Itahara was also furious.  In the past few decades, no one has dared to act wildly in the Iga style.  I didn¡¯t expect these Chinese monks to be so ruthless. We can¡¯t just let this matter go!  It¡¯s not easy for the police to hold it in their hands.  On one side is the mysterious and powerful Iga sect.  On one side is a visiting Chinese monk.  And the few witnesses they found said they were competing against each other.  Anyway, someone on both of you will be injured, so this competition is inevitable!  Everyone is responsible for their own wounded, and the matter is settled.  Neither party was satisfied with the result of the police's handling of the matter, and they had a big quarrel in the hospital.  Master Xingyong challenged the Iga faction in anger, and Itahara accepted his challenge on behalf of the Iga faction on the spot.  The two parties agreed to compete in martial arts at the Iga sect's base camp on Kyushu Island in two days to show off!  Since you don¡¯t cause trouble to the police, the police won¡¯t bother to care!  They can't afford to offend these warriors.  I don¡¯t know why, neither the parties nor the police disclosed this matter to the public.  The national treasure exchange event at Kyoto Hotel was successfully held as scheduled.  Li Kun had already received the news in advance.  Several large Japanese conglomerates, including the Fuji Foundation, the Mitsui Family, and dozens of major collectors have developed a strong interest in these two swords.  Make it clear that you want to participate in this event!  This is good, this is good!  I'm afraid you won't come!  At eight o'clock in the evening, the Kyoto hotel was heavily guarded.  A large number of reporters gathered in front of the door, and the flashlights kept flashing "click, click!"  Luxury cars kept arriving one after another, and those getting off the cars were some well-known figures in Japan.  These people didn't stop, they hurried inside as soon as they got off the bus.  There were several serious bodyguards around him holding?Boxes big and small.  Because Li Kun asked for on-site trading in order to prevent anyone from going back on their word and doing tricks or something!  This large conference room has been temporarily turned into an auction house.  It's almost time, and the two to three hundred seats below are full.  An invited art auctioneer stood on the stage, and Li Kun and a group of experts were also sitting at the long table nearby.  "Gentlemen and ladies! This is a very special place. My name is Noda Nihiro, and I am very honored to host this event! I have been engaged in art auctions in Tokyo for more than ten years. To be honest, I have never seen such a treasure. It is  It¡¯s so dazzling and unique.¡±  Li Kun smiled secretly in his heart!  When Li Kun first heard his name, he thought he'd better call him a second-rate guy!  This guy took Li Kun¡¯s money, so of course he had to flatter him.  But he was also a discerning person, and he saw that the people below were already a little impatient.  He immediately changed his tone, "Okay, if I say it again, everyone should kick me out. I believe everyone is already looking forward to these two national treasures! Now let's invite our staff to bring the first one; more than 500 years ago  In front of me, General Toyoda Hideyoshi's ribs!" A strong young man in black walked up with a knife.  Dressed as a Japanese samurai, this person was of course arranged by Li Kun.  His name is Musen, and his apparent identity is a coach at a martial arts gym!  Mu Sen walked up to the stage and bowed, then started playing with a knife.  For a moment, there were gusts of wind and cold light.  Friends, please give me some pointers on what exactly is wrong with my book!  That is to say, there is no reward, and there is no monthly ticket or anything.  No one said anything in the book reviews.  I just kept writing like this every day, feeling panicked!  (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature. The novels will be better and updated faster!
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