Return Of The Soldier King Chapter 121 Arrogant Yamamoto Takeshi

"Why is Li Shilong here? To challenge Yamamoto Takeshi," the boy proudly said.

"Challenge Yamamoto Takeshi?" Li Tiejun was amazed. He knew Li Shilong was a Sanda champion, a famous master in the world of Chinese martial arts. He'd been famous for a long time and many people had challenged him, but couldn't beat him.

For such a person to challenge an undergrad student, wasn't Li Shilong afraid of being laughed at?

"It's not that crazy," the boy said, seeing Li Tiejun's surprised expression. "Yamamoto Takeshi is not an ordinary character and martial arts masters challenge him to sparring matches fairly often. This Li Shilong is a bit famous, but not a real big shot."

Li Tiejun scratched his head. He knew Yamamoto Takeshi was strong, but he did not think masters like Li Shilong would actually care about challenging him.

The match began. Yamamoto Takeshi and Li Shilong started to fight each other, arms and legs flailing almost faster than the eye could see.

A large number of students were loudly cheering for Yamamoto Takeshi.

Ye Fei looked at the two for a while, then shook his head and sighed.

Li Tiejun glanced at him. "What're you sighing for? They've only just started."

"Your idol, Li Shilong, is formidable, but he is only at an intermediate level. Against a real master, he has no chance. This Yamamoto Takeshi rides a high horse, but we have to admit, he is a real master," Ye Fei murmured.

Li Tiejun blinked at him. "What do you mean?"

Ye Fei shook his head and said, "I mean Li Shilong will be defeated soon."

"I don't believe..."

Before Li Tiejun could finish, Yamamoto Takeshi suddenly used a roundhouse kick to fling Li Shilong up into the air.

"Defeated already!" Li Tiejun was dumbfounded.

Seeing Li Shilong's miserable condition, hundreds of students were stunned.

Lots of people had heard of Li Shilong's name. He was known as the rising Chinese Sanda star. In recent years, he was the most frequent winner of the national Sanda championship, but the skill gap between Yamamoto Takeshi and him was too great.

"How did you even win a championship? Your Sanda is useless!" Yamamoto Takeshi said with contempt.

Li Shilong spat out a mouthful of b.l.o.o.d.y saliva. Although he lost, he was still unyielding. "Victory is victory, defeat is defeat. You can insult me, but please do not insult Sanda! Karate and Sanda both originate in Kung Fu. You should know that as well as I."

Many students in the spectator stands nodded.

They had yielded under Yamamoto Takeshi's pressure and joined the Karate a.s.sociation, but most people were not entirely convinced by him. At least, they didn't really like him.

Seeing people agreeing with Li Shilong, Yamamoto Takeshi became sour and grumbled, "Pah, who cares? Sanda and Kung Fu are both already obsolete and useless! Sanda's got nothing on karate!"

This hurt many of the spectators' pride. Angry faces glared at Yamamoto Takeshi from among the crowd of spectators.

"Your Sanda is just a gaudy dance. It is completely useless and can't compare with karate at all!" Yamamoto Takeshi looked at the people in the distance who came with Li Shilong and cheered for him. "Of course," he added, "I know you are very unconvinced. Never mind, I'll give you a chance to prove me wrong! If any one of you, no matter who, can defeat me, I will admit that Sanda is really powerful. Otherwise... Sanda is a pile of trash! If you can't beat me, you will give up your Sanda and join my Karate a.s.sociation."

Yamamoto Takeshi's arrogant words inflamed the crowd.

"Man, he's just full of himself!"

"Do you really think no one can beat you?"

"Coach, I'm going to avenge Li Shilong!" a young man shouted.

"Be careful!" a middle-aged man behind him said.

Unfortunately, the young man already jumped to the center of the floor. He hadn't even taken a fighting stance before Yamamoto Takeshi kicked him in the waist, sending him flying three or four meters away.

"Next!" Yamamoto Takeshi said in a cold voice.

"d.a.m.n it, you're just looking down on us!" the middle-aged man finally jumped into the ring.

"Yes, you're nothing to me!" Yamamoto Takeshi sneered and jumped up to punch the man's chest.

The man hurriedly blocked this strike.

Bang!

Yamamoto Takeshi's fist struck his crossed arms and the middle-aged man staggered backward, wobbling a little.

Now he knew just how terrible Yamamoto Takeshi was.

Yamamoto Takeshi continued with a kick to the waist.

The man hurriedly stretched his arm to block, but this did nothing to stop Yamamoto Takeshi from sending him tumbling across the ring, his arm twisted in a cringe-inducing angle.

Ye Fei watched the whole process from the side. He had to admit, Yamamoto Takeshi was a formidable opponent.