261: Chapter 258 You think this is just a small lesson?

It must be said that Yamamoto Gojuro's Aura is quite impressive.

Just looking at his physique, he clearly shows the characteristics of external styles.

The core theory lies in improving an individual's muscle explosive power and hardness. Offensively, one strikes the opponent by increasing speed and force; defensively, one resists hits through muscle density.

If this Yamamoto Gojuro were to compete in Boxing, he would also be a formidable expert; his body is covered in fat-wrapped muscle, and his vital points are protected by layers of muscle and thick fat.

This person's physique is very similar to Masutatsu Oyama, the founder of Kyokushin Karate.

At this moment, Wan Qianhe also said, "Master Li, be careful. This man is a 7th-dan Black Belt expert in Kyokushin Karate, and he has also trained in Wado-ryu, Shotokan, Chito-ryu, and Shindo Jinen-ryu. He can be considered a master of Karate who has reached a Major Achievement."

Wan Qianhe didn't say anything more. He believed that with Li Changsheng's strength, there was no need for further elaboration; he was only giving a reminder.

After all, he didn't know this young Master Li very well, and since this was in front of other fellow practitioners, he couldn't help but feel some worry. If Li Changsheng lost, the Chinese martial arts circle would lose Face.

Yet, he couldn't step in for Li Changsheng. Since Li Changsheng had already spoken, according to the rules, intervening now would offend his Face and show a lack of respect.

"Master Li, let's begin. I am not Chinese; I won't follow those convoluted rules of yours."

Yamamoto Gojuro was now standing five meters away from Li Changsheng, assuming a Kyokushin Karate stance.

Standing there with his nearly eighty-kilogram physique, Yamamoto Gojuro was full of Aura, like a beast ready to pounce and tear its prey to pieces.

Seeing that Yamamoto Gojuro was clearly a size larger than Li Changsheng, the Chinese practitioners present couldn't help but feel worried.

Naturally, everyone disliked the Japanese Faction coming here to cause trouble and even wanted to attack them as a group, but this was a duel, and everyone had to follow the rules.

"I thought Master Wan would deal with this guy from the Japanese Faction, but I didn't expect them to target Master Li. Sigh, Master Li also walked right into the trap they set."

Chen Youcai sighed.

The Chinese martial arts circle often clashed with the neighboring Japanese Faction's Martial Dao circle.

During matches, both sides would strike as ruthlessly as possible when they saw the other's Martial Masters step onto the stage.

Situations like this had occurred before, representing the Japanese Faction's desire to once again crush the Face of the Chinese martial arts circle.

"Is this 'Number Guy' very strong?" Zhang Zhao asked suspiciously.

"Strong? Of course he's strong. This Gojuro has defended the ring for more than ten matches almost every time. It's only in recent matches that Master Wan targeted him quite severely; often after he defended for only two or three rounds, Master Wan would step up and eliminate him," Chen Youcai said.

"Oh? Then killing is allowed in the ring, right? Since this 'Number Guy' has such poor judgment, why didn't Master Wan strike ruthlessly?"

"He did, but this guy is very clever. He probably saw Master Wan's strength in previous matches, so as soon as he saw Master Wan step onto the stage, he would surrender immediately without much of a fight.

According to the ring rules, you can't strike again once someone surrenders. I actually fought him once and lost; this guy has great strength, and their Kyokushin Karate strikes everywhere. I was careless."

Chen Youcai touched his nose, feeling a bit embarrassed.

He couldn't exactly say he was sent flying by three punches, could he?

He had only fought once and was sent flying two or three meters in three punches, leaving him lying in the infirmary for nearly a month.

However, this could not escape Zhang Zhao's insight.

He smiled and didn't point it out, merely saying calmly, "Is it that Master Huo Yude also couldn't beat him, but could hold him off for a bit, only to be forced to give up within ten Moves?"

"Exactly. Master Zhang, your insight is so sharp that if I didn't know you just arrived today, I'd suspect you were a regular here."

Chen Youcai gave a thumbs up and sighed.

"This Yamamoto Gojuro is indeed a difficult character. Master Huo is proficient in Bagua Footwork, and at the beginning, his circling dodges and close-quarters combat were quite effective.

However... this Yamamoto Gojuro is very tough. Even after taking several hits, he didn't even frown. Instead, because Master Huo overextended his Moves, Yamamoto Gojuro caught an opening and knocked him down with a single palm."

Hearing this, Zhang Zhao nodded without surprise, as Yamamoto Gojuro's style was very similar to his own.

"Great size means great strength; a brute can kill an Old Master."

This was a case of having enough physical capital, plus Yamamoto Gojuro wasn't a pure brute; to become a 7th-dan Black Belt, his Moves, insight, reactions, power, and speed must all be top-tier.

This was the difference between foreign countries and domestic.

Foreign countries had already formed a very broad commercialized and universalized approach to the Martial Dao; they could continuously select the best young people with the most advantageous physical conditions through survival of the fittest.

In contrast, although a level of universality had also formed domestically, true secrets were not taught to outsiders, and what was taught to outsiders was not the true secret.

Like Master Huo Yude, he had received the true lineage and was clearly from a direct line. But his physical condition was not outstanding. The same applied to Chen Youcai.

Zhang Zhao felt that if he were to fight, he wouldn't fear this Yamamoto Gojuro.

He found it difficult to fight agile types like Master Huo Yude, but in a head-to-head, passionate duel between men against Yamamoto Gojuro, there would definitely be no problem.

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"I've killed many from the Japanese Faction. I won't kill you today; I'll just give you a small lesson!"

Li Changsheng's right leg slowly rose, pausing slightly as it reached the level of his left knee.

Yamamoto Gojuro didn't understand what this meant, but in the next moment, Li Changsheng's right leg suddenly crashed down toward the ground.

With this stomp, his speed surged abruptly. He was as moving as waves, as still as a pine, as heavy as iron, and as fast as the wind. When the sole of his shoe struck the ground, a massive force suddenly exploded.

The force slammed violently into the practice floor.

Boom!

The ground in the Chinese martial arts practice area was laid with hardwood. This Sky-Reaching Kick suddenly crashed to the ground, as if unleashing a torrent of force.

Bang!

Several hardwood planks that were joined together instantly shattered, and broken wood chips exploded upward, with many pieces splashing into mid-air.

The moment the wood chips flew into the air, Li Changsheng acted. His fingers curved slightly as he flicked them several times in succession.

Bang! Bang! Bang!~

Several wood chips the size of thumbnails were flicked out by Li Changsheng's fingers. As they flew, they rubbed against the air, tearing out a series of shrill and ear-piercing whistles as they shot toward Yamamoto Gojuro's Face.

At this moment, everyone was stunned.

No one expected Li Changsheng to be as still as a virgin, but as swift as a rabbit once he moved. He dodged and flashed with the agility of an eagle and attacked as fiercely as a tiger or leopard.

His first Move displayed the unity of hands, eyes, body, waist, and steps, along with spirit, Qi, strength, and skill.

Li Changsheng hadn't even moved an inch from his spot; he had merely shattered the wooden planks with a single stomp and then used a technique like the Finger Flicking Power from Wuxia novels.

"Danger!!!"

Yamamoto Gojuro completely didn't expect that this Chinese newcomer, Master Li, would use such a technique the moment he acted.

When Li Changsheng stomped on the floor, he could feel the ground trembling.

The moment Li Changsheng attacked, Yamamoto's Face twitched, and his spine chilled as he felt an unprecedented crisis.

What level had Li Changsheng's Plucking Flowers and Flying Leaves technique reached?

Previously he could use Card Throwing, but now he could kill even with tiny grains of sand. He could even crack a vase with a single flick of a water drop!

Let alone these sharp-edged wood chips.