C544 The Great Compassion Song

Zhao Mengfan quickly waved his hand and said, "Don't joke around. Mr. Matsumoto is very skilled and his martial arts skills are extraordinary. I think he isn't a nobody in Japan. I, Old Zhao, have low martial arts skills. Let's not talk about it. "

"Alliance Master Zhao is too humble. Your feather leaves are not added. I have always admired the Unfalling Autumn Power. As for me, I have made some progress in Japan. This year's competition in front of the Heavenly Emperor Palace... I was lucky enough to be the champion. Otherwise, how could I have the face to challenge the winner today, Mr. Li? "

As soon as Matumoto Kiyu's words came out, Zhao Mengfan's expression changed, and even his smile froze.

This was because the martial arts of China did not care much about the martial arts of Japan. However, it sounded like this person knew the martial arts of the Central Plains very well, and he even spoke about his own martial arts. Moreover, since he was the champion of the Heavenly Emperor Hall's martial arts competition, his ability was probably even stronger than what he had imagined at the start.

Zhao Mengfan's mind was racing, and he was planning to find someone to fight with. It would be best if he won. Even if he lost, he could let Lee Hongji observe his opponent a little more and consume more of his opponent's strength.

Before he could think of a suitable candidate, he heard Lee Hongji's hearty laughter.

"So Mister Song Ben is the number one martial artist in the East Ocean. I apologize for my lack of respect." When the crowd heard his polite words, they did not think of the next sentence that would come out of his mouth.

"It's just that the East Ocean Continent is a small country overseas, so it's not impossible for you to fight me. You should first pass my horse driver. If you can win against him, I will fight you. "

As Lee Hongji spoke, a man dressed like a servant walked out from beside him. He held a horse whip in his hand, and his face was ordinary and expressionless. He looked somewhat similar to Lee San, who had just appeared. However, this time, he did not even have a name.

Speaking of which, this was clearly an insult. As expected, Matumoto Kiyu's face was filled with anger.

"I am a guest of the Ming Dynasty in the west, and I am the emissary representing the Heavenly Emperor. I have been summoned by the Emperor of Ming Dynasty. Even the Emperor was not so arrogant and rude. Today, I will openly challenge you and allow you three to fight. It is not a lack of benevolence. However, you have humiliated me with your slave, which is an insult to the East Ocean Continent. Since that's the case, I'll just take it that you're afraid of fighting. What a joke! Today, you've opened my eyes! It turns out that the martial arts world of the Central Plains is filled with such rude and cowardly people."

Matumoto Kiyu was a eloquent person to be appointed as an ambassador. He immediately became angry and spoke with confidence. His words made everyone present feel ashamed. The way they looked at Lee Hongji also changed a little.

When Zhao Mengfan saw this situation, he hurriedly wanted to bring out the Shaolin Master Bu Jue to fight again, but was stopped by Lee Hongji.

Lee Hongji frowned slightly, he had his own words to say.

"Mr. Matsumoto, the reason why I don't respect you enough is because you are a Japanese warrior. Many of the pirates who participated in the war in the past did many evil deeds in the Jiang Zhe Land. I heard from you that Mr. Matsumoto is an envoy of your country. Of course, he is not a petty person. I apologize deeply. Since that is the case, let's not bother others. The two of us will spar for a while. We can also do some good words for each other."

After listening to Lee Hongji's reply, even Matumoto Kiyu bowed and expressed his apology. Then he made a "please" gesture and waited to fight Lee Hongji.

"Wait! I still have something to say. Since I know that Mr. Matsumoto is an emissary of your country, and I have been born with extraordinary strength since I was a child, I have also learned superior inner force skills. I'm afraid that if I were to hurt you in a fight, it would not be good. That is why the two of us only exchange moves, not inner force. This way, we would not cause any harm even if we sparred with our martial arts skills. Wouldn't that be a win-win situation? "

After listening to Lee Hongji's thorough thinking, even Jiang Wanfang from the Thousand Households of the Dong Chang heaved a long sigh of relief. After all, if the ambassador of Japan was injured here and he was present, it would be related to him.

However, the ambassador didn't appreciate it. Matumoto Kiyu replied with a serious expression, "Mr. Li, thank you for your good intentions. Martial arts are the path pursued by us warriors. How can we not go all out when we are close to martial arts? I have companions here. If I am defeated, I might even die. No one will seek trouble from Mr. Li or your country. Because the old gentleman of your country said long ago, 'It is enough to hear the news and die! Please do your best. If you show mercy, it will be a form of contempt and humiliation to me!' "

Matsumoto's words seemed to have touched many of the people present. The Japanese's pursuit of extreme spirit was already extremely rare in the Central Plains. That kind of generous and sorrowful song that did not fear life and death and devoted itself to martial arts was perhaps even more ordinary in the pre-Qin era. For a moment, many people fell into shame. However, no one knew how long this kind of emotion would take effect, or how much effect it would have.

Lee Hongji seemed to be touched, but at the same time, he seemed to have thought of something else. His expression was difficult to understand.

"Fine! Then listen to me!"

After saying that, Lee Hongji responded to his opponent's movement. He used Overlord Carrying the Cauldron and attacked.

Since Lee Hongji chose to fight with his bare hands, Matumoto Kiyu could not take out his Japanese knife. He also started to fight with his fists and legs. The two of them fought together.

Lee Hongji's fist technique had already been shown. The strength of his fist was fierce, and his fist technique was ever-changing. It was also the unique skill of many sects. It was shocking.

As soon as he started fighting, Lee Hongji's Overlord Carrying the Cauldron was also the essence of Yue Family's fist technique. It was incomparably fierce. Opposite him, Matumoto Kiyu was short and small, and he had a small stature. Unexpectedly, he didn't show any signs of weakness at this moment. He clenched his fists tightly. He welcomed Lee Hongji's punch with his fist.

The first move, the two of them were planning to measure the strength of their opponent. This wasn't strange at all. However, Matumoto Kiyu had suffered too much in terms of body size. His choice was a little surprising.

"Bang!" With a loud bang, the two of them collided with their fists.

As everyone expected, Lee Hongji did not move at all, while Matumoto Kiyu was sent flying by the punch. He fell to the ground about three feet away.

This punch alone showed the difference in strength between the two of them. Many of the martial artists in the Central Plains burst into laughter. They felt that this little guy was ridiculous and overestimating himself.

However, it seemed like Matumoto Kiyu was not injured at all. He spread out his body and once again fought with Lee Hongji.

Lee Hongji's punches and kicks could not be described as first-class. He was simply close to being super first-class. This was because every move he made was the essence. If Old Man Wang, Wong Beiming, was present... He would definitely be surprised by how ___ had mastered so many ultimate punches and kicks from so many sects. The others were dazzled by the scene, and they didn't have the same eyesight. They could tell how many sect's ultimate moves he had used.