Volume 4: Ouyang's Counterattack Chapter 9: Dragon and Tiger Fight (Part 2)

  Before long, Fukao led three Japanese men in.

  Ouyang Xuan glanced at him slightly:

  The first Japanese man was about forty years old, wearing a black judo uniform, with a slender figure and a thin face. His sharp eyes gave off an air of determination and bravery.

  The second Japanese man was over thirty years old, wearing a black kendo uniform, with a thin and long face, his eyes were introverted and serious, giving off an intense aura of grandeur from head to toe.

  The third Japanese man stunned Ouyang Xuan, who was actually a young man in his early twenties. He wore a white kendo uniform, with a gentle smile on his face and a pair of clear eyes that were as calm as an undisturbed pond, making him look more like a good-natured student than a skilled martial artist.

  "Tanaka-kun!" The three Japanese men bowed to Tanaka Yokoi, but upon seeing his wretched appearance, they couldn't help but be taken aback.

  Ouyang Xuan was also stunned. These three Japanese people can all speak Chinese, and it's unknown whether it's a coincidence or Tanaka Koji intentionally chose them!

  "Mr. Ouyang, let me introduce you! Tanaka Hiroshi pointed to the first Japanese man: "This is Mr. Suzuki Toshio, one of the only four eighth-dan masters in Japan's judo world!"

  Suzuki Toshio looked at Ouyang Xuan with a proud expression and bowed slightly.

  Ouyang Xuan nodded slightly, and was somewhat taken aback. Suzuki Toshio's expression changed subtly.

  "This is our Japanese Kiyomizu's sect master Watanabe Shinsho, and also one of the four existing eight-dan masters in Japan's kendo world!" Tanaka Yokoi pointed to the second Japanese man.

  "Nice to meet you, I look forward to your guidance!" Watanabe Shinobu smiled slightly and bowed to Ouyang Xuan.

  Ouyang Xuan looked at this Japanese person and didn't seem to dislike him too much, so he also made a fist in return.

  "This is Takezawa Nobuo, a rare talent in the Japanese Kendo world for nearly a century. He was promoted to 9th dan at just 23 years old, setting a new record in Japan and is currently one of only two top 9th dan experts in the Japanese Kendo world!" Tanaka Yokoi introduced Takezawa Nobuo with great admiration.

  "Mr. Ouyang, nice to meet you, please give me more guidance!" Takenori Shibata smiled warmly and bowed slightly towards Ouyang Xuan.

  Ouyang Xuan was taken aback: So young, yet one of the top masters in Japan's kendo world. It seems that this young man named Takeshi Shimono is not to be underestimated! Tanaka Koji really spared no expense, inviting all these renowned Japanese martial arts experts.

  "I didn't expect Mr. Take to be so young and already a 9-dan master, it's unbelievable!" Ouyang Xuan suddenly smiled and seriously clasped his fists together.

  "Mr. Ouyang is being too kind, aren't you also a hero who emerged in your youth!?" Takenaka Shin'ichi still smiled warmly.

  "Now that everyone has met, let's begin the martial arts competition!" At this time, Tanaka Koji clapped his hands and a wall in the living room suddenly opened up.

  Suddenly, behind the wall was a spacious courtyard: The nearest was a rectangular small pool, with a Japanese-style wooden bridge on it; After crossing the bridge, there was a very spacious courtyard, surrounded by more than a dozen maple trees, with red leaves fluttering in the gentle breeze, extremely desolate and beautiful!

  "I'm the lowest rank here, so I'll be the first to experience Mr. Ouyang's skills!" The brave Suzuki Toshio stepped forward and was the first to cross the wooden bridge.

  Ouyang Xuan didn't say a word and strode towards the wooden bridge.

  Tanaka Yokosuke and others looked at each other and followed suit.

  Ouyang Xuan and Suzuki Toshio stood in position about ten steps apart, quickly entering a state of combat readiness.

  Ouyang Xuan had experienced the prowess of Sanji Toshio and knew that the three people chosen by Tanaka Koji this time must have martial arts skills above Sanji Toshio, so he became fully focused.

  Suddenly, Fukada Hirotsugu, standing at the edge of the arena, struck a small bronze bell hanging from a wooden frame by the pond and shouted: "The essence of martial arts lies in cutting and polishing, no one is allowed to take another's life! The match begins now!"

  Suzuki Toshio's sharp eyes gleamed with the sudden tolling of the bell, and he suddenly let out a loud shout: "I've been wronged!" His body flashed, and he rushed up!

  As he approached Ouyang Xun, Suzuki Toshio suddenly leaped into the air, spinning his leg. His right leg swept horizontally like a flying sword, aiming straight for Ouyang Xun's head.

  Ouyang Xuan's strange move: Use legs!? Is this karate or judo!? Not daring to be careless, he quickly lowered his head and bent his waist to avoid Suzuki Toshio's attack.

  Suzuki Toshio made a false move, and as soon as his feet touched the ground, he let out a loud roar, with both hands shaped like hooks, directly grabbing Ouyang Xuan's shoulders.

  Ouyang Xuan only then understood: although Suzuki Takeru looked brave, he was not reckless. He started with an empty-handed technique to confuse the enemy, and then suddenly used a soft technique followed by a fierce pounce, which could gain the upper hand - what a cunning guy!

  Watching Suzuki Toshio's fingers getting close, Ouyang Xuan knew that if he was caught by Suzuki Toshio, it would probably be a fierce backflip, and if he didn't fall to his death, it would be almost the same!

  Ouyang Xuan was unfamiliar with Judo, fearing there were still hidden moves. In a flash of lightning, he exerted his strength to block Rinmatsu Toshio's double claws, then jumped back and retreated hastily!

  Suzuki Toshio pursued closely, his arms swinging wildly, his ten fingers like hooks, ferocious as a tiger, just about to lock Ou Yang Xuan's arms.

  At this time, the calm Watanabe Nobumasa on the sidelines looked at Takehisa Shigenobu who was smiling warmly and said faintly: "Ouyang seems to be retreating all the time. Takehisa, who do you think will win this match?"

  "Suzuki is quite brave and also a bit clever, but the Chinese have always been known for their wisdom and strategy. Withdrawing to advance is one of their specialties! I'm afraid Ou Yang is just probing now, once he starts counterattacking, Suzuki will be in trouble!" Takeuchi's reply was very calm.

  "Oh, it seems like Takezawa-san has high hopes for Ouyang-san. What makes him so confident?" Watanabe Shinobu seemed somewhat skeptical.

  Takeda Nobuo had not yet responded, when Ou Yang Xuan suddenly counterattacked: his body shape shifted into a mid-air backflip, his right foot swung like a poisonous scorpion's tail, flashing through the block of Suzuki Toshio's arms, swiftly taking his chin - it was both swift and ruthless!

  Suzuki Toshio was shocked, not expecting Ouyang Xuan to counterattack in such a desperate situation! But after all, he was an eight-segment expert, and with a sudden movement, his arms merged into a single entity, exerting all his strength to push down!

  "Bang!" Arms and legs collided, Suzuki Toshio was like hitting a locomotive head-on, "thud thud thud" retreating three steps in a row.

  Ouyang Xuan also stumbled and almost fell, taking two steps back before regaining his balance!

  Takeda Nobuo smiled, looked at Watanabe Nobumasa and said gently: "Watanabe-kun wants to know why I think highly of Ouyang-kun? Have you noticed Ouyang-kun's eyes?"

  "What!?" Watanabe Nobumasa looked puzzled.

  "That's a pair of pupils, extremely rare!" Takeishi Shin'ichi said with a distant look: "According to legend, men with double pupils are all geniuses in martial arts! Remember Xiang Yu, the Western Chu Emperor during the Chu-Han Contention period? His double pupils were invincible, and he would personally behead hundreds of enemy soldiers in every battle, shaking the world! So, I believe that ōyama-kun with his double pupils won't easily fall. There's an unshakeable confidence in his eyes that ordinary people can't imagine, did you notice it, Watanabe-kun?"

  Watanabe Nobumasa was shocked and just as he was about to respond, Ouyang Xuan and Suzuki Toshio had already clashed in a fierce battle.

  Suzuki Toshio pounced on Ouyang Xuan, his ten fingers habitually locking onto Ouyang Xuan's shoulders.

  Ouyang Xuan sank his waist and exerted his strength, using his right fist to fiercely strike Suzuki Toshio's empty abdomen.

  Suzuki Toshio changed his move extremely quickly, his waist suddenly twisted and turned, while avoiding Ouyang Xuan's fierce punch, his arms rapidly locked onto Ouyang Xuan's right arm.

  Ouyang Xuan understood that if he was locked up, it's likely that Suzuki Masao would be a beautiful over-the-shoulder throw. Not daring to be careless, with a burst of force from his waist, his body spun horizontally, and his right arm swung around, fiercely sweeping towards Suzuki Masao's back.

  Suzuki Toshio suddenly bent his waist and rushed towards Ouyang Xuan's waist, his hands fiercely grabbing at the clothes around Ouyang Xuan's waist, trying to disrupt his center of gravity and throw him down.

  Ouyang Xuan hastily retreated a step back, his right leg suddenly lifted up, and a knee strike was aimed at Suzuki Toshio's face!

  Suzuki Toshio was shocked, his face suddenly lifted up, and he stretched out his arms with all his might.

  "Bang!" Ou Yang Xuan and Suzuki Masao simultaneously took three steps back amidst the dull thud.

  Watanabe's expression turned solemn, and he nodded in agreement: "Takeshi's judgment is indeed formidable. Ouyang has already begun to turn the tide of disadvantage, and Suzuki is in danger!"

  Ouyang Xuan suddenly smiled in the arena: "Mr. Suzuki, if you only have these few moves, sorry, I've won for sure!"

  "Ah!" Suzuki Toshio was enraged, his arms waving wildly as he prepared to charge again.

  But Ou Yang Xuan would no longer give him such an opportunity, and with a loud shout, his body shot out like a cheetah that had been building up its strength for a long time, meeting him head-on with a fierce kick!

  "Bang!" Suzuki Toshio's frame shook back one step.

  Ouyang Xuan let out a series of furious roars, his legs kicking out six times in succession like the wheels of a madly spinning cart. Suzuki Toshio was completely unable to counterattack and retreated six steps in a row, his footsteps light and unsteady as he panted heavily.

  Ouyang Xuan rushed forward with momentum, his right fist whistling, stirring up a stormy wave of punches, directly targeting Suzuki Toshio's chest.

  "Eight trigrams, go to death!" Suzuki Toshio roared, although his arms were in severe pain from the previous frame, he still had the ability to counterattack: his body shifted to one side, and his hands flashed out like lightning, surprisingly grasping Ouyang Xuan's incoming right arm accurately.

  Great! Suzuki Toshio was overjoyed and was about to take advantage of the momentum to make a shoulder throw, but Ou Yang Xuan's knee arrived first: "Bang!"

  Suzuki Toshio's lower abdomen was heavily hit, and he suddenly let out a muffled hum, his hands involuntarily loosening their grip on Ouyang Xuan's right arm. He retreated three steps in a row, with a thread of blood seeping from the corner of his mouth.

  Ouyang Xuan flashed over like lightning and arrived in an instant, before Suzuki Toshio could react, he threw a fierce punch right at his nose.

  "Bang!" Suzuki Toshio let out a miserable cry, fell to the ground with a thud, and his nosebleed flowed freely. He was actually knocked unconscious by Ouyang Xuan!

  Hit the enemy's weak nose, this is a very bad habit of Ouyang Xuan, but it works!

  A sudden silence fell over the scene!

  Suddenly, "clap, clap, clap..." a burst of applause erupted from the sidelines. Tanaka Kousuke's face turned slightly bitter as he said: "Mr. Ouyang is indeed a master, Mr. Ouyang wins the first round!"