Urban divine farmer medical immortal

Outside the Fangjia martial arts school, there was already a crowd, but the road in the middle was made way for a group of Japanese men in kimonos and clogs.

The leader was an old man in his sixties. His skin was as dry as bark and as thin as firewood, as if a gust of wind could blow him down. What he said just now was just from his mouth.

"Ichiro Watanabe!" Seeing the old man, Fang Tianming's face changed greatly.

Ichiro Watanabe is the first master of Japan. He once sat in Hokkaido for ten years. He is famous for seeking to break through the innate law. No one thought that a skirmish would surprise him.

Among the crowd, Sunan frowned slightly and said, "this old man is a little interesting."

"Mr. Su, what's the meaning of the old man's dying appearance?" Chuang Simin looks at Ichiro Watanabe who is about to die. He looks puzzled.

Sunan shakes his head. How can things in martial arts be explained clearly by appearance? Zhuang Simin is just a man with mortal eyes. It's normal not to see the horror of Junichiro Watanabe.

"Well, pretend to be deep." Zhuang Simin stares at the south of Jiangsu Province and looks into the martial arts school.

At this time, in the martial arts school, the people of Fang's martial arts school recognized that the man was Ichiro Watanabe, and his face was almost dead.

"Why did he come?" Li Wulin's face was also full of surprise. He didn't expect this old immortal to appear. Fortunately, he didn't talk to the Fang family just now. Otherwise, even if he did, he would not be the old immortal's opponent.

"Master Watanabe." Li Wulin went forward and arched his hand.

"Well." Junichiro Watanabe nodded faintly, then looked up at Fang Tianming, who was very white, and said, "Mr. Fang, the purpose of karate today is to kick the hall. How are you prepared?"

Fang Tianming face dignified, bitter way: "Watanabe master hand, this simply can't compare."

Junichiro Watanabe laughed. His dry face was as ugly as a ghost: "ha ha, Mr. Fang, you misunderstood me. You are not worth my hand. It is my eldest disciple, Yoshida, who competes with you."

When Fang Tianming heard this, he was angry and happy. He was angry that Ichiro Watanabe never paid any attention to him. He was glad that it was not Watanabe, but his apprentice.

Although he is not Watanabe's opponent, but against his apprentice Yoshida Zhengyi, Fang Tianming is sure to win.

"Fang sang, are you ready?" A young man next to Junichiro Watanabe stood up and saluted.

"Please

Fang Tianming's face was stunned. He didn't look down on him because he was young.

The apprentices who can become the first master of Japan will never be ordinary people.

The people of the Fang family martial arts school also held their breath. Everyone knew that this battle was about the life and death of the Fang family martial arts school.

"Can the owner win?"

"Of course, although the master of the library can't beat his apprentice, can't he?"

"Of course."

Listening to the conjecture of the crowd around, even Zhuang Simin has such an idea.

"The old man Watanabe is smart enough to know that he is not the opponent of the owner of the museum, so he specially sent his apprentice to fight." Zhuang Simin analyzed.

When Sunan heard the speech, he shook his head.

"Mr. Su, am I right?"

Seeing Sunan shaking his head again, Zhuang Simin said discontentedly.

"Watanabe didn't do it because your librarian is not worth it. He didn't do it because he can't do it. Besides, Yoshida is not as weak as you think. At least your librarian is not his opponent."

"Boy, what are you talking about? You seem to understand it very well?" The people nearby heard Sunan's words and glared at him.

You know, most of the people who came to watch the war were disciples of the Fang family martial arts school. It's hard to see Sunan belittling his own master.

"Damn, this boy looks down on our Fang family martial arts school. Believe it or not, we'll beat you and let you know our strength." A few of the disciples of the Fang family martial arts school looked unhappy, and the excited people even rolled up their sleeves.

Zhuang Simin quickly stopped these people who rolled up their sleeves and were ready to beat Sunan. She had seen how Sunan killed people with her own eyes.

"Don't be angry, elder martial brothers. I'm also a disciple of Fang's martial arts school. He didn't mean to miss it."

Several people saw Zhuang Simin Chang's beauty. Although he seldom came to Fangjia martial arts school to practice boxing, he was still impressed.

"Forget it, for the sake of younger martial sister Zhuang, I'll let you go first, but you can't underestimate our Fang family martial arts school."

Sunan is not talking. Although the two sides haven't started a fight yet, he can see the outcome at a glance with his eyesight. Fang Tianming is definitely not Yoshida's opponent, and even can't resist several moves.

Of course, Sunan didn't say that.

"Here we go!"

Suddenly, Zhuang Simin reminded.

The people around immediately looked into the arena.

Yoshida is a sudden shout, the whole person moves like a tiger, a punch out, around the issue of the wind, the foot of the clogs on the ground, instant smash.

"Drink!"

Yoshida is a body jumped up, full of more than three meters high, thighs like a whirlwind force down.

"Master Fang, pick me up."

This foot is like a silver moon hook. The cold wind blows around the tip of the leg like a big knife.

Fang Tianming's face suddenly changed. He stepped on the ground with his hind feet, and the soles of his feet were directly embedded in the ground. His fists were like the top of an ox horn.

Sunan sighed: "Fang Tianming is upset."

If Fang Tianming avoids Yoshida's fierce attack, he can take more moves. But for the sake of his name, instead of avoiding his edge, he goes up against the current. I'm afraid this move will be enough for him.

"Bang!"

As soon as Sunan's words were finished, Yoshida and Shoichi had collided.

All of a sudden, the place where Fang Tianming's heel was embedded in the ground exploded, and the whole person seemed to have been ravaged by a bulldozer. His body was like a scooter, and he retreated back several meters until he barely stopped.

"Poof!" As soon as he stopped, Fang Tianming's face turned red and white, his throat became sweet, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

"Curator!"

No one thought that Fang Tianming could not catch the other's move?

"Dad, are you ok?" Fang Yihuan rushes out from the crowd and holds Fang Tianming with concern.

Fang Tianming put out his hand to push Fang Yihuan away, swallowed his saliva and said, "Yihuan, you hurry back, I haven't lost yet."

"Brother Fang, why do you have to do this? Brother Yoshida's move almost killed you. If you resist, you will lose your life." Li Wulin said faintly.

Smell speech, Fang Yihuan protect father behind, way: "I don't allow you to hurt my father."

"Hahaha, master Fang, do you still need your daughter to protect you?" Many people sneer.

Fang Tianming's face turned ugly.

At this time, Yoshida is a cold way: "Miss Fang, your father does not want to admit defeat, please get out of the way, otherwise don't blame me for being blind."

Fang Yihuan's face changed. She raised the scroll in her hand and said in a high voice, "who dares to have this painting here?"

Sunan's eyes flashed slightly and murmured to himself.

"Why is she?"