Her own strength wasn't enough! Tang Yun gritted her teeth in frustration. Seeing a fist coming her way, she imdiately twisted her body to leap away, never imagining that Fusang Country's Judo could be so formidable.
Unwilling to easily admit defeat, Tang Yun launched her fists, which were none other than the Tiger Crane Fist. Her fists conjured multiple shadows, striking directly at Yamamoto Junichi whose expression changed imdiately. Hong Fist! He quickly protected his head with his arms, enduring the blows. As Tang Yun's strength began to wane, he suddenly advanced, delivering a swift spinning palm strike with his right hand. Tang Yun was shocked, and blocked with her arms but was imdiately forced back several steps.
It was known that Yamamoto Junichi had yet to exert his full strength. Adoring beauty as he did, he quickly chased after her, and even reached out with his five fingers spread like claws, lecherously aiming at Tang Yun's chest.
Thinking that Tang Yun was powerless to resist, just when he was about to succeed, Tang Yun suddenly responded. She kicked back with one foot, stabilizing herself, and delivered a harsh slap back at him.
"Slap!" A loud noise resounded as a bloody tooth flew out of Yamamoto Junichi's mouth. Everyone was stunned, then erupted into loud cheers, "Good!"
Feeling the pain on his cheek, Yamamoto Junichi flew into a rage, "You bitch, I'll kill you!"
Yamamoto Junichi, with his tooth knocked out, was furious. No longer interested in cherishing beauty, he unleashed his full strength, swinging a chopping palm that Tang Yun couldn't possibly withstand!
The crowd couldn't help but close their eyes, fearing the beautiful woman would be ruined. Tang Yun's heart trembled; was she to die like this? Damn Luo Chao, how could you be so indifferent! I hate you!
With a thud, an astonishing scene unfolded. Out of nowhere, a shadow descended suddenly in front of Tang Yun. With a single punch, Yamamoto Junichi was knocked back several ters, his hand trembling violently and sowhat numb!
The breeze tousled his hair, making him appear effortlessly charming. Everyone looked at him, shaking with excitent. He was so fast they didn't even see how he got on stage. His power was terrifying, sending a Fusang man flying with one punch. So strong!
"Luo Chao!" Tang Yun recognized the person in front of her, exclaiming joyfully that he indeed ca to her rescue.
"Was it fun?" Luo Chao asked indifferently, not turning his head.
Tang Yun huffed, "Not fun at all. That Fusang guy hurt ." She couldn't help but rub her little hands. This Fusang man was really formidable; it was no wonder he remained champion, having killed so many people.
"If you want to intervene, just say so. Why risk yourself," Luo Chao said seriously.
Having her intentions seen through, Tang Yun's face turned rosy. Pouting, she said, "Since you knew, why didn't you act sooner?"
"I was saving soone," said Luo Chao helplessly. He couldn't just watch soone die without helping.
"It's you again," Yamamoto Junichi recognized him, speaking through gritted teeth. Luo Chao had bested him at the riverbank, and now with another sudden attack, Yamamoto Junichi wanted to spit blood from anger.
After delivering Tang Yun off the stage, Luo Chao said coolly, "Yes, I knew we'd et again, though I didn't expect it to be so soon!"
On the stands, Yamamoto Nakatian stared at Luo Chao, sensing a growing unease. He's so strong, beyond his expectations. In Jiangning's developnt, Luo Chao seed to be the biggest obstacle; tonight, he must be killed!
Luo Chao, while speaking, walked toward the referee, where he pressed his hand seal on the Life and Death Contract signed by **, and then declared loudly, "Those who offend Huaxia, even from afar, shall be punished! Especially when you've co to Huaxia's pure land. Will you kill yourself, or co here to die?"
After a mont of daze, everyone suddenly felt a hot blood boiling in their chests. Luo Chao stood straight, exuding a chilling coldness, resembling a god of death. To kill oneself or co to die? The tone was exhilarating, so domineering!
"Baka!" Yamamoto Junichi was enraged at this insult. He charged forward in anger, but a shadow flashed not far from him, causing him to tremble with fear. Too fast, too fast!
Another shadow flashed; Yamamoto Junichi sensed it, spinning mid-air and sweeping with a flying kick. Yet he was horrified to find he kicked empty air!
"You're too slow!" A voice like a devil's whispered in his ear. Yamamoto Junichi roared inwardly, impossible, impossible, how could he lose so easily?
With a boom, a fierce punch erupted. But at that mont, a silhouette flew down from the stands, moving so chillingly fast, appearing before Yamamoto Junichi and catching that punch with his palm. But he imdiately retreated two steps, his brow furrowing deeply. Fortunately, he ca, otherwise Junichi would have been dead!
"Despicable, shaless!" As the audience discovered another Fusang person intervening to save Yamamoto Junichi in the ring, they imdiately roared. The fist fight was supposed to be between two people, live or die, without interference from others.
Luo Chao looked at Yamamoto Nakatian, with none of the excitent of the spectators, and sneered, "It's good you're here, co at together!"
Everyone was struck silent again, stunned beyond words. Damn, how can there be such an arrogant yet impressive man in this world? I'd even be willing to carry his shoes!
Yamamoto Nakatian frowned, "Boy, you're indeed formidable, but your overconfidence will drive you into the abyss from which you'll never return."
"Oh really," Luo Chao smiled faintly, "Our Huaxia Martial Dao has been passed down for thousands of years, and you Fusang dare to flaunt it after learning only the surface. Co and die!"
Who is he after all? Everyone's bodies trembled. Was he a hidden master, or a successor of an Ancient Martial Arts family!
"Fifth Lord, it was him who injured ," said Wang Qiang, sitting on the eastern stands, to a pale-skinned middle-aged man beside him.
This man, called Fifth Lord, had such pale skin, it looked eerie. With a sharp chin and cold, piercing eyes, he exuded an unsettling aura.
"Is it him," Fifth Lord's lips curved into a cruel smile, "He sure talks big!"
Fifth Lord coldly watched the majestic Luo Chao, knowing that for the Tang Sect to grow, they must eliminate him. With a thought, he leaped high from the stands, landing with a thud like a massive stone, the ground cracking beneath his feet.
Everyone was stunned, the sight reminiscent of a movie scene, absolutely terrifying. Who is he, he doesn't seem like a Fusang person.
The crowd watched the bizarre man, unfamiliar with him, and could only assu he, too, was a Fusang person.
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