Chapter 110 is where you're stuck between a rock and a hard place

  "Bah! You insult the warriors of our great Japan like this, I challenge you!" A black-belt fourth-dan karate expert stepped forward from behind Yagyu Munenori, saying coldly.

  Han Yu smiled faintly and shook his head, saying: "I want to correct you on two points. Firstly, your Japan is not that big, and you people are not worthy of calling yourselves warriors. Secondly, challenging me? You don't even have the qualifications for that!"

  "Hah!" The other person almost got his nose crooked, he bowed to Yagyu Shōkazura and said: "Master of the mansion, please allow me, to teach this arrogant guy a lesson!"

  Yuzuki Asakusa's eyebrows furrowed slightly, her own subordinates were so easily provoked by the opponent, and from the point of view of maintaining composure alone, she had already lost.

  However, it's not good to refuse again at this time, otherwise, our side will definitely be disheartened. Thinking of this, Yagyu Shōei nodded slowly and said in a low voice: "Shinji-kun, be careful. Rabbits won't deliver themselves to the tiger's mouth, those who jump off cliffs are often eagles that can fly!

  The news was slow to spread, but that infamous Japanese man was indeed a master. Upon hearing the words, his gaze condensed and he snapped out of his rage-filled state.

  He nodded slightly, took a steady step forward, and cautiously assumed a defensive stance, saying in a low voice: "A guest from afar, please instruct!"

  Han Yu, being the rough and tumble type, naturally had to look the part! He scratched his nose with his hand and said disdainfully: "You go first, if I make a move, you'll be done for!"

  "Since that's the case, then I'll take the blame for being late!" Xìn Chí said, his hand suddenly pulling back, and his foot taking a slight step forward, as if he was about to land on the ground. But in an instant, he suddenly sprang up like lightning, kicking towards Hán Yǔ's thigh with one side of his leg.

  Then a low whistling sound reached everyone's ears, which showed the speed and power of this leg!

  Just as his leg flew out, his two hands also stretched forward and grasped towards Han Yu's wrist.

  Karate's lightning side kick, plus a cross lock hand.

  If not, then so be it. But once I make a move, I'll go all out! It's clear that he's thinking of taking down Han Yu with one move in the first round to wash away the humiliation of being looked down upon just now!

  Unfortunately, good ideas often have some gap with reality!

  "Too slow!" Some lazy voices rang out, and then the body that was advancing like a tiger or leopard was thrown back, heavily falling at the feet of Yagyu Munenori. At this time, the last word still echoed in everyone's ears!

  Fast, extremely fast!

  Originally full of excitement, expecting to see the letter sent late, the Japanese and those Z-country students who were about to knock Han Yu to the ground, now stared wide-eyed, most of them did not see clearly how Han Yu made his move.

  Yagyu Shokuroku was an exception, of course. As the legitimate heir of the Yagyu Shinkage-ryu, he was far superior to these subordinates in both eyesight and swordsmanship. He could see things that they couldn't. And it was precisely because of this that his understanding and caution towards Han Yu were also deeper than anyone else's.

  In his eyes, Han Yu's hand was only slightly pinched, casually pointing to the side, and hit Chi Shi Zhuan Ze's ankle bone, breaking his side kick. At the same time, an arm wrapped around his two hands like a spiritual snake, making his cross-locking hands unable to take effect, and it was stillborn.

  Han Yu's broken side kick turned into a fist and took advantage of the opportunity to hit Chi Zhuan's chest!

  Hurry!

  Fast enough to make people unable to see clearly, fast enough to make people unable to dodge, fast enough to chill people's hearts!

  Chi's hands covered his chest, struggling to lift his body, but as soon as he moved, it was as if he had been pricked by a needle, and a tearing pain spread all over. He couldn't help but open his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood, before falling back again.

  "Believe it or not? Still stunned, what are you doing? Save him!" The handsome face of Liu Shengqian sank down, his eyes flashing with a cold and stern light, staring tightly at Han Yu.

  Next to him, a person who appeared to be a doctor rushed over to Chi Zhuan's side, gave him a quick check, and confirmed that he was still alive. He then nodded slightly at Liu Sheng Caichu: "He's just severely injured, I'm afraid Mr. Chi won't be able to engage in physical activity for half a month!"

  A low murmur immediately erupted around, especially among the students. They stared intently at Han Yu, their eyes filled with confusion, fear, and perhaps even excitement and pride that they themselves had not noticed.

  Yuzuki Asakusa was so angry that he wanted to kick the doctor to the ground and then trample him with three hundred feet! This really proved an old saying, not afraid of tiger-like enemies, but afraid of pig-like teammates!

  Look at people who haven't died yet, is it necessary to say that out loud, to boost others' morale and destroy one's own prestige?

  With a dismissive wave of his hand, the doctor immediately had Mr. Chi's body lifted onto a nearby cart by a staff member and wheeled away.

  The air around me began to feel oppressive again.

  Those coaches stepped forward one by one, surrounding Han Yu. But Han Yu was not in the mood, instead he lit a cigarette for himself and said calmly: "Don't drag on, hurry up, I have a date with my girlfriend to eat dinner, I'm running out of time!"

  Saying that, he pretended to glance at his watch on his wrist.

  Those students almost burst out laughing, but the coaches' eyes blazed with anger, turning their heads to look at Yūki Asakaze, silently and firmly challenging him.

  Yuzuki Asakusa knew that this time he had met a tough opponent, and if Han Yu hadn't made a move yet, there was still room for recovery.

  Now he is being pushed to the edge of the cliff, and if he retreats any further, he will be considered a coward!

  Even for the sake of the name of Ichi Ryu, for his dojo, he could only choose to jump off the cliff.

  If Kung Fu school is kicked out of business, then it has to close down.

  In his heart, he secretly let out a sigh. For the first time, Ryota Shiba felt that it wasn't just eagles that jumped off cliffs; there were people too!

  "We accept the challenge of kicking the hall, but for the safety of the students, others should leave first!" said Yagyu Shōkazura calmly.

  "Master of the inn, let's stay here!"

  "Coach, we're not leaving! We're still waiting for a thrilling showdown!"

  "What's the point of making us leave? Such a great opportunity, and we can't even broadcast it back home. I'm not leaving, you guys can go if you want..."

  A group of students suddenly made a big fuss, with righteous indignation filling their chests. They seemed to be saying: "If you let me leave, I'll ask for my tuition back and never set foot in this school again!"

  Han Yu spat out a smoke ring, and said sarcastically: "Look, this is the voice of the masses! Liu Sheng, I think it's better to leave them behind. I can guarantee that I won't hurt them. However, if you can't control yourselves and throw a punch, whether it's at the right target or yourself, then let them keep their distance. After all, distance creates beauty, but also safety!"

  "You..." Yuzuki Asakusa's body trembled slightly from his sharp and sour words, but in her heart, she had cursed eighteen generations of Han Yu's ancestors. Her own face was thick enough, dark enough, ruthless enough, and shameless enough, yet the person in front of her seemed no different!

  Even if he wins against this mysterious Z-country master who came out of nowhere, it would only be adding flowers to the brocade, making his existing reputation even more resounding. But what if he loses?

  Even if they don't lose, just the fact that their wins are not beautiful enough will make the reputation they have worked so hard to build, the uniquely advertised Japanese karate, aikido, judo and iaido, become empty talk, an illusion in the water, and turn into worthless trash that no one pays attention to.

  After all, even if they win by a margin of ten or more, what's the point? It only proves that Japan's martial arts are far inferior to China's, and they can only have a fighting chance with shameful assistance.

  He's back to his old self, wanting a one-on-one fight? Those subordinates of his aren't even worthy of being called opponents for Han Yu's Three Harmonies, let alone One Harmony! As for actual strength, although there are still a few high-ranking black belts, they're at best on par with the Ji Clan's transmission techniques.

  As the host of the mansion, he who was the most skilled in martial arts did not think that he could easily knock down Chi's style like Han Yu.

  That is to say, he himself may not be able to defeat Han Yu, so he can only send his subordinates to consume Han Yu's strength. One or two people are definitely not enough, so he can only let everyone go together.

  In this way, regardless of winning or losing, they have actually lost either way.

  This is simply a dilemma that cannot be solved, and all Yagyu Shinkage can think of in her frustration is to not let these Z country students see.

  As long as no outsiders see it, even if they lose at that time, they can completely deny it. Well, of course, if there are no outsiders watching, those who let go and do what they want may not necessarily lose!

  What's infuriating is that the other side seemed to have seen through his thoughts, and casually blocked their only way out!

  Since you've taken me for a fish in your net, I'd like to see whether it's the fish that dies first or the net that breaks first.

  A fierce glint flashed in his eyes, and Liu Sheng said coldly, "All students retreat and make space. You few don't need to look at me either, since you all want them to go up together, then let's do it together!"

  The last sentence was said to his coaches under him.