"Father!"
"Old Qiao!"
"Master Jordan!"
The crowd exclaimed in shock, their eyes full of horror.
Jordan couldn’t even block this guy’s punch!
Perhaps, this guy really is a Grandmaster!
"Well done!"
"Mr. Nakamura is mighty!"
The disciples of Ichimoku Karate Dojo raised their arms and cheered, filled with excitement.
"Let me have a try!"
"Count me in!"
Jerry Chaplin and Brandan Skinner shouted and charged at Kazuo Nakamura together!
Kazuo Nakamura sneered and said, "Is this the style of you East Nation Martial Artists?
When you can’t defeat me in single combat, you plan to gang up on me?
Good. Even if you all come at once, you’re no match for me!"
With that, Kazuo Nakamura stepped forward and went to battle!
In an instant!-
The three met in the center of the martial arts field!
Jerry raised his right arm, mobilized all his strength, and struck Kazuo Nakamura with a palm!
Brandan clenched his right hand into a claw and swung it powerfully, tearing through the air and grabbing at Kazuo Nakamura!
One was executing the "Eight Trigrams Palm", and the other the "Vajra Claws"; both were famous martial arts of the East Nation!
However, facing the fierce offensive of the two, Kazuo Nakamura’s expression did not change. He clenched his right hand into a fist and his left hand opened to emit two strands of Earth-Grey True Qi, striking back!
Boom! Boom!
With the sound of two thunderclaps, terrifying waves of energy spread out, forcing the surrounding crowd to retreat again and again!
Thick stone slabs at the center of the martial arts field cracked, terrifying beyond measure!
"Get lost!"
Kazuo Nakamura roared and exerted force with both arms, sending Jerry Chaplin and Brandan Skinner flying simultaneously!
After flying back for five or six meters, Jerry Chaplin and Brandan Skinner managed to stabilize themselves!
However, their right arms trembled, feeling both pain and numbness!
Grandmaster!
They could be certain that this Sakura Country Martial Artist was absolutely a powerful Grandmaster!
At the same time, Jerry Chaplin and Brandan Skinner flew out!
Having recovered, Jordan rushed diagonally from the front and punched at Kazuo Nakamura’s chest!
Kazuo Nakamura smirked and easily blocked Jordan’s punch with his right hand!
Immediately, he raised his foot and kicked Jordan in the chest!
With a muffled "thud", Jordan was sent flying again, landing more than a dozen meters away!
"Ah..."
As he fell to the ground, Jordan spat out a mouthful of blood.
This kick not only broke several of his ribs but also injured his internal organs.
"Father!"
"Master Jordan!"
Malcom Jordan and the others rushed over to help him up.
The crowd glared at Kazuo Nakamura, their eyes filled with anger.
This guy was too vicious, it was practically an attempt to kill.
Kazuo Nakamura ignored their gazes, and instead, beckoned Jerry Chaplin and Brandan Skinner with a smile, "Come on, continue, today I will trample on the masters of River City’s nineteen major martial arts halls!"
"How arrogant!"
"Seeking death!"
Jerry Chaplin and Brandan Skinner roared in anger, ready to continue their fierce offensive!
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