C252 Three Punches Ended
C252 Three Punches Ended
Both parties were ready, but the battle could not start immediately. The time was not ripe yet, and many people had not arrived yet. They could not let others make a trip for nothing.
This was not the most important thing. The most important thing was that there were still two hours before dinner time. If these people chose to leave after watching the fight and went back to busy themselves with other things, Liu Cong would suffer a huge loss.
As a shrewd businessman, he could not let go of any opportunity to earn money. Liu Cong perfectly explained this point.
It was fine as long as he understood these things in his heart, but he could not tell the outside world. He had to find a reasonable excuse.
This couldn't stump Liu Cong, and it couldn't stump Lee Hao either. Therefore, when he heard Japanese's suggestion to fight immediately, Lee Hao shook his head and rejected it. He said, "Since you want to fight, you have to fight openly. Now you can go and check if there are any problems with the ring. Don't deny it if you lose. "
Japanese did not stand on ceremony with these people. He immediately sent two people up and began to carefully examine them inch by inch.
Lee Hao turned his gaze to the remaining three Japanese. When he saw his acquaintances, he teased, "This is the board touching machine. I haven't seen you for a few days. How is your body recovering?"
"Baka!" Tojo Toucher's face immediately turned ugly as he angrily said, "I'm Tojo Toucher, not a board touching machine."
Tojo Touch Machine? Lee Hao's face sank and said coldly, "Think about what your name is and answer me. I don't have a good temper."
Tojo Touching Machine's face froze, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead. It was obvious that he remembered Lee Hao's warning.
His companion's condition could not be hidden from the eyes of the other two people. One of them, a monkey with a sharp mouth, walked out and used his stiff Huaxia language to say, "Tojo Jun, don't be afraid of him. I am here to make the decision for you."
After comforting his companion, he turned his gaze to Lee Hao and said, "I am Hattori Sanxiong, a warrior of the Great Eastern Empire. I practice karate and want to have a life and death battle with you. Do you dare?"
"A life and death battle? It's no big deal!" Lee Hao gave him a scornful look and said, "Alright, I will fulfill your wish no matter what you want to compete with me."
A life and death battle was not just a verbal battle. There was still a need to sign a document. There was also a need for witnesses to prevent the other party from going back on his word.
However, it was not the time to sign yet. They would only sign when the competition started. It could adjust the atmosphere of the arena.
Words could never be used to convince the other party. At crucial moments, it was still a matter of strength, and it was also a matter of fists.
There was nothing much to talk about with Japanese. The two groups immediately separated and sat to one side, waiting for the competition to begin.
As time passed, the audience walked in one after another. They gathered in groups of three to five and started discussing in low voices.
"I heard that these few Japanese wanted to fight Lee Hao to the death a few days ago. I didn't expect that the Lee Hao they were looking for was the Lee Hao we know."
"That's right. I thought that they had the same name and surname, but I didn't take it to heart. I didn't think that it would be such a coincidence."
"Who do you think will win this life-and-death battle?"
"Isn't that obvious? It must be Lee Hao!"
"Why?"
"We are all from the Chinese. If we don't support Lee Hao, who will we support? Do we still support those Japanese? "
"Brother, you are right. You get angry when you see Japanese. It is also because I have not practiced martial arts. If I have practiced martial arts, I will definitely compete with them. What's there to be proud of in Huaxia?"
" That's right. These Japanese live in a small place, and they call themselves the Great Eastern Ocean. Isn't it disgusting? "
"You don't understand. It's because they are small that they brag about their own size every day. Unfortunately, the land is getting smaller and smaller. When the sea level rises in the future, flood that small island of theirs. Let's see how they brag about it."
It was 11: 30 PM, and the entire music and dance hall was filled with people. The time was ripe. Liu Cong walked to the stage and said loudly with the Mark Wind, "Welcome, distinguished guests, to Lanxin Club to witness this competition."
"I believe that everyone knows that this is a life and death battle. Words cannot be used as proof. Let us witness with our own eyes their signatures!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Lee Hao and Hattori the Three Warriors walked onto the stage. A waiter handed over two documents, which contained the contents of this life and death battle. There was nothing to hesitate about. The two of them signed their names.
Next, the two of them looked at each other's signed documents. They were written in two different languages, and there were no problems with it. They left.
Liu Cong continued, "I won't say much about the competition. Lee Hao is my brother. I definitely hope he wins. As long as he wins today's competition, Lanxin Club will celebrate for three days. All expenses will be 50% off."
Taking a breath, Liu Cong continued, "And the Spirit Spring that everyone has been looking forward to for a long time. Today, it's officially online, and it's also 50% off. I hope everyone doesn't miss it."
Liu Cong finally finished speaking. There was a round of applause from the audience. This was the first time since the Lanxin Club opened for business that there was a discount.
After the applause stopped, Liu Cong loudly announced, "The competition begins!"
This time, there was no applause. Everyone turned their eyes to the stage. The atmosphere in the air instantly became tense.
Lee Hao did not know much about karate. He knew that it was passed down from China. At first, it was called the Tang Hand. Later, it was combined with traditional Japanese martial arts to form a karate.
There was nothing much to say about dealing with Japanese. There was only one word, "Do." No matter what karate or martial arts path he had, facing Lee Hao would only lead to death.
Therefore, everyone should have thought of how the situation would turn out. There was no suspense. After Liu Cong announced the start of the competition, Lee Hao immediately activated his ghostly speed and appeared in front of the three males on his abdomen.
No matter what kind of kick, throw, and twist you used in karate, it was useless against Lee Hao. The three Hattori males could not shake Lee Hao's strong body at all.
The opponent's attacks were ineffective, but Lee Hao's attacks were abnormally fierce. When he threw a punch, there was even an explosion in the air. This was caused by the power of his speed exceeding a certain limit and hitting the air.
The sound was so shocking, and the power was even more impressive. One could see with the naked eye that Hattori Masao's body had caved in. If he hadn't practiced martial arts all year round and had an amazing physique, this punch would have taken his life.
Since it was a life and death battle, how could Lee Hao let him go? His right hand formed a fist, his left hand formed a claw, and his fist attacked the opponent's body. His claws locked onto the opponent's shoulder bones, and the opponent didn't even have the chance to move.
Of course, as he fought, Lee Hao said fiercely, "I told you to call yourself Hattori Masao. I told you to call yourself Hattori Masao. Do you submit now?"
Three consecutive punches were thrown, and the opponent's chest exploded. Blood splattered all over the ground, and Hattori the Three Heroes died.
All of this happened in the blink of an eye. A Japanese Karate Master had died just like that. It was an easy and pleasant death!
Had Hattori Masao fought back? He had fought back. He only had one chance. He wanted to throw Lee Hao onto the ground. Unfortunately, no matter how hard he tried, he could not move Lee Hao's body. How could he fall?