“Ready to accept the fear of being dominated by the Sixth Heaven Demon King?” That Japanese samurai chuckled coldly.
Lu Zheng smiled faintly, but unfortunately, under the full armor mask, his smile could not be seen.
He had heard from Zhao Wenyu that apart from the management, the two sides had only met on the evening three days ago, and that meeting could hardly be called pleasant.
After all, both sides were gearing up to legally and reasonably beat each other up. It would be strange if it were pleasant.
“Please!”
Lu Zheng pointed the tip of his long spear to the ground, gesturing to the opponent.
“Take this!”
The opponent stepped forward, thrusting the long spear straight at Lu Zheng’s face mask.
…
In the stands, the audience exclaimed in surprise.
Not to mention, having a burly man in ancient armor was quite oppressive. At this moment, thrusting the spear straight, it made the onlooking audience unable to help but cry out in alarm.
Li Ying covered her mouth in fright, Huang Xiumin widened her eyes.
Only Lin Wan on the side curled her lips, saying in a voice only she could hear, “Too slow, what is the point.”
Lu Zheng, however, found it very interesting. Bullying the weak was truly a pleasure.
He raised his hand to deflect the incoming spear, then with a flick of his long spear, it reached the opponent’s shoulder.
A gentle poke, and the opponent could not help but stumble. Then the long spear turned downward, striking below the opponent’s knee, then twisted and pulled.
The opponent’s body, over two hundred jin, was lifted by Lu Zheng, then with a diagonal pull.
“Bang!”
The opponent looked completely bewildered, then was heavily smashed onto the stage.
“Boom!”
The entire gymnasium exploded.
“Expert!”
“Great spear technique!”
Under the stage in the rest area, the Chinese side cheered, the Japanese side looked at each other in dismay.
“Baka! Chinese people are shameless, is this inviting professional athletes?”
“Probably someone who practices traditional martial arts, those two moves just now, not like sanshou or free fighting.”
“We miscalculated, China’s traditional martial arts, weapons are famous.”
“Chinese kung fu cannot be used in actual combat, this is already common knowledge, how is it possible?”
“Watch again! Watch again!”
“Do not worry, Yamada-kun in the other match has fought in UFC, and is a warrior monk from Enzan Temple, he can definitely win the championship.”
On the stage, that Sixth Heaven Demon King got up, steadied his long spear, boosted his momentum, and thrust at Lu Zheng again.
“Ha!”
“Bang!”
This time Lu Zheng changed his method, crouching to dodge the opponent’s spear, then nailing his spear into the opponent’s left shoulder, directly flipping him to the ground.
“Is the fear of the Sixth Heaven Demon King just bumping and falling?” Lu Zheng laughed.
“Baka!”
“Bang!”
“Bang!”
“Bang!”
Fifteen minutes of the match passed, Lu Zheng won with eighty-eight to zero.
“Awesome!”
“Mighty!”
Lu Zheng twisted his neck, feeling utterly refreshed.
…
“Murashita-kun, do not mind, wait and see me avenge you!”
On the other side, the battered and bruised Sixth Heaven Demon King limped off the stage, supported by another quite sturdy man.
“Yamada-kun, the opponent is very strong, you be careful too!”
The man wearing bamboo and iron armor, named Yamada, nodded, then took an iron spear and went on stage.
Not to mention, Japan’s Sixth Heaven Club really came prepared this time. The second one on stage, this Yamada, was indeed quite strong, winning the second match with fifty-two to eighteen, preparing to compete with Lu Zheng for the long weapons championship.
…
“Your Lu Zheng is still amazing, why does he not go fight UFC? He could at least win a lightweight championship, why play full armor fighting.” Huang Xiumin said.
Li Ying also just realized that Lin Wan’s boyfriend was also an expert.
If they fought… would that not demolish the house?
Lin Wan smiled, “Fight what UFC, Lu Zheng is not short of money.”
Huang Xiumin, “…”
“Vulgar!” Huang Xiumin said after swallowing, “Is this about money? This is winning glory for the country!”
“Winning glory for the country is not achieved by one or two people excelling, the commercial atmosphere in fighting matches is strong, it requires national participation.” Lin Wan said, “As we Chinese eat better and better, bodies getting taller and stronger, stepping onto the top fighting stage is only a matter of time, no rush.”
Huang Xiumin curled her lips, “In short, your Lu Zheng is too lazy.”
Lin Wan blinked, not speaking.
…
On the other side, on the stage.
“I have seen through you.” Yamada Mitsunosuke said.
Lu Zheng: ???
“Although you look like you are wearing heavy armor, holding an iron spear, but actually you are an agile type player.” Yamada Mitsunosuke said, “I have practiced martial arts at Enzan Temple for ten years, you have no chance, I will let you experience what is despair.
Chinese kung fu has declined, only showing off in movies, in reality it cannot fight at all, the future of full armor fighting in Asia is in Japan, you just give up.
Come on, start the match, I will let you experience Great Japan’s martial arts, real practical martial arts, killing arts!”
“Bang!”
“Bang!”
“Bang!”
“It hurts!”
“Ouch! Ouch! Ouch!”
Lu Zheng really could not hold back, using a bit of skill, the force penetrated the armor, hitting the opponent’s body.
However, to continue beating people in the next match, Lu Zheng did not strike heavily.
Seventy-two to zero!
The champion of the long weapons event in the Haicheng China-Japan Full Armor Fighting Invitation Match was born.
“Awesome!”
“Amazing!”
“Little brother is so handsome!”
Lu Zheng waved towards Lin Wan’s side, then went off stage back to the rest area.
“Brother Lu!”
“Boss!”
“God Lu!”
Everyone looked at Lu Zheng with eyes full of awe.
“There really are experts in the country!”
“I believe it!”
“Next is the short weapons event, let Old Liu go first later, you rest a bit.” Zhao Wenyu hurriedly came up.
“Alright!” Lu Zheng nodded.
…
An hour later, Lu Zheng undoubtedly won the short weapons event championship.
…
In the afternoon, facing Yamada Mitsunosuke on stage again, Lu Zheng was very happy. Left and right it was the last event, so this time he rewarded him with several big slaps, and took down the comprehensive fighting championship trophy.
…
The next day, team events.
In the two-person event, Lu Zheng and Zhang Tiexia cooperated, again shaving the opponent’s bald head.
In the eight-person event, Lu Zheng led the charge, rushing left and right, solving the battle in three minutes, the opponents all limped and lost combat ability.
In the twenty-person event…
The Japanese team suddenly found they did not have enough people, because in the previous match many were sore all over, unable to continue immediately.
So they had to temporarily change the rules, to fifteen-person event, and add a rule that each person can only participate in two team events.
Thus…
Lu Zheng was excluded…
“Tsk! Cannot afford to play!”
“Old Zhang, get him!”
However, without Lu Zheng, the Wu Yue Club was still momentum like a rainbow, cooperating with each other, chasing the people from Japan’s Sixth Heaven Club all over the field, letting the audience in the stands enjoy a good legal brawl.
The Japanese wanted to come beat people?
In the end, they were forcefully beaten back!
