Huo Yuanjia suddenly became seriously ill. This news caught Gao Tai off guard. Huo Yuanjia was born with divine power and practiced hard skills such as iron sand palms and family-born mystery fist since childhood.

Now in his prime, his martial arts are at its peak. He deserves his reputation among the top four martial arts in the Qing Dynasty. Therefore, in terms of status and martial arts, he is the first to fight against Japanese samurai.

Now that Huo Yuanjia is seriously ill, there are a few people who are pre-selected. Han Muxia, Wang Ziping, Zhang Ce, Yang Chengfu, Shang Yunxiang and others can all fight, but if it is safe, they still have to be the magic gun Li Shuwen.

"Go and invite Deputy Secretary-General Li!" Gao Tai first arranged for Chen Buyan to take Yinqian and the imperial physician to Huo Yuanjia's residence, and then pulled Xue Dian and said.

Xue Dian just agreed, but saw that Li Shuwen’s disciple had already heard the news and shouted, “What’s going on? Junqing is sick? Could it be that he was plotted against?”

Gao Tai's heart moved and pulled Lou Wu and whispered: "You catch up with your second child and ask him to check Huo Junqing's blood and medicines recently."

Lou Wu's eyes shrank, he answered in a low voice and left.

Sun Lutang had already told Li Shuwen about the situation at this time. Li Shuwen glanced at Gao Tai and said, "We must investigate Junqing's affairs clearly. If the little Japanese plotted against him, Old Li would have to kill a few Eastern Japanese!"

As he spoke, Li Shuwen slapped his palms and made a loud noise, saying, "Junqing can't come, I'll go on stage to deal with the Japanese."

Gao Tai nodded and said, "I'm sorry, Brother Li."

"Hehe, what are you polite!"

Li Shuwen had long wanted to try out Oriental martial arts, but the candidates for the competition with Shigetaro Chiba were jointly recommended by the Council. He took action ruthlessly. The Council was worried that Old Li would deliberately kill someone, so he changed to Huo Yuanjia. Unexpectedly, Li Shuwen finally came up with him.

After a while, the princes and ministers of the court also came in sedan chairs, and the regent even had a guard of etiquette to guide the way.

Gao Tai hurriedly led Sun Lutang, Li Shuwen and others out to greet him. Everyone entered the playground behind the National Art Academy. Sun Lutang ordered the students to lead the ministers to the viewing platform under the bamboo forest on one side and sit.

Xu Shichang looked at the platform paved with bluestone slabs that were fifteen feet high in a radius of more than five feet away, and asked, "Is this the silence platform of the Central Academy of Arts?"

Sun Lutang smiled and said, "Yes, the leader of the Wang Alliance said that the word "wu" is Zhige. The most clever military strategist is to defeat others without fighting. This is also the same for our national martial arts, so we named the Wutai of the National Academy of Martial Arts. "

Xu Shichang smiled and looked at Gao Tai, praising: "Mr. Wang's realm is not bad!"

Gao Tai was not ignorant of the world. He laughed and said, "When the competition ends, I will ask Lord Xu to give me the calligraphy to Ge Tai and the Central Academy of Arts."

Xu Shichang thought that when he entered the door, he did not see the plaque. He touched the neatly trimmed moustache on his lips, and smiled without saying a word.

When more than 30 princes and princes from the Qing court sat down one by one, the ministers from various countries also came over under the leadership of the National Academy of Arts and sat in the second row behind.

Chiba Shigetaro, Itagaki Ichio, and Funago Yoshijin were wearing Japanese samurai uniforms and wooden clogs. They followed the students of the National Academy of Arts and walked to the three Grand Master Chairs at the east head of the Seigo stage.

Gao Tai, Sun Lutang and Li Shuwen bowed to Xu Shichang and walked to the three chairs opposite Chiba Shitaro, sat down.

After waiting for another incense stick, the more than 50 seats in the viewing area were all filled with children of the Eight Banners clan and relatives of ministers, as well as members of the Wulin Tongmenghui and students of the National Academy of Arts. There were already as many as 1,500 spectators near Zhigetai.

The competition has not started now, and everyone is whispering, making the National Academy of War messy.

After a while, Lou Wu, Xue Dian, Cheng Youlong and others who had just arrived came over.

Seeing this, Gao Tai knew that the gate of the National Academy of War had been closed, so he looked at it almost nine o'clock in the morning and stood up to bow to the Japanese samurai opposite him, saying aloud: "Sir Chiba, Itagaki, and Funago, can you sign a life and death letter?"

Chiba Shigetaro's voice was still, and Fukio Yoshijin looked bitter. Itagaki stood up and said in awkward Chinese: "Come on it! Let's sign."

The disciples of the National Academy of Strategy presented a life-and-death statement. Gao Tai, Sun Lutang and Li Shuwen first signed the pen one by one, and then Chiba Shigetaro also wrote down their names.

The life and death case was submitted by Yang Yi, the deacon of the Wulin Tongmenghui, to the viewing area, and handed over to the ministers of various countries to watch, and then placed it in front of the case of Regent Zaifeng and handed over to him for custody.

Among the martial arts worlds, Takata and Chiba Shigetaro have the highest status, and the other two won and lost the combined winners and losers did not have a great impact on their martial arts world and international reputation, so the two of them coincided with the last game.

The Chinese personnel in the first competition were Sun Lutang. His martial arts level was the best in the Qing Dynasty martial arts world. There was no need to worry about anything else. He got up from his chair and walked slowly up to Zhigetai.

Chiba Shigetaro couldn't sit upright, and Itagaki Kazuo knew that Sun Lutang was nicknamed "The First-Hand in the World". Although he was confident in his kung fu, he had never contacted China's top masters after all. He was thinking about playing the second game again, and seeing how Chinese martial arts could make more preparations.

Funge Yoshijin knew that he had the lowest status, so he noticed that Ichio Itagaki's gaze had to get up, take off his clogs, put on a pair of straw sandals, climbed onto the throne platform, bowed to Sun Lutang, and said, "Tang-hand Chunge Yoshijin, ask Mr. Sun Lutang, a master of the Qing Dynasty!"

Sun Lutang gently stroked his beard, then bowed and returned the greeting, saying, "Please!"

As soon as the short and thick body of Chuanyue Yoshijin was upright, his originally sad black face turned into solemn and determined. He took a step on his right leg, raised his right arm to his chest, and his breathing slowly turned long.

Sun Lutang's eyes shrank, secretly praising the man's extraordinary martial arts qualifications, and then took half a step forward and pointed his right hand at Chuan Yue Yizhen's eyebrows.

Chuanyue Yizhen put her palms on the shelf, blocking Sun Lutang's finger, then turned her wrist and grabbed Sun Lutang's right arm, trying to use her wrestling skills to throw Sun Lutang down.

Sun Lutang's body shook, and a silk-wrapped force was transmitted from his arm, making Chuanyue Yizhen feel that he was catching a high-speed rotating sea fish. When he shocked his hands, he unconsciously took two steps back.

Chuan Yue Yizhen's heart became tight and knew that she had met the only master he had seen in her life. However, for the future of the Ryukyu national monk, Chuan Yue Yizhen didn't dare to think too much, so she gritted her teeth and punched her straight, hitting Sun Lutang in the chest with a terrifying wind.

Shingoe Yoshijin learned martial arts first with Shuri since childhood, especially the secret "Gong Xiangjun" who practiced to the point of surpassing his master. Seeing that Sun Lutang's martial arts were of great skill, he used this punch to practice Gong Xiangjun's skills for decades, and his fist speed was extremely fast. If it was hit firmly, it would be common for him to break his bones and tendons to break.

Sun Lutang used his own Sun Tai Chi, with his hands leading and stroking, and his hands were like rounding. Chuan Yue Yizhen's unstoppable punch was caused by losing direction. He felt that the force on his fist was increased sharply, so that his feet slipped and his body would not be able to control it.

Chuanyu Yoshijin was trying hard to retract his fist. Sun Lutang had already split his left arm defense with a single whip, and hit Chuanyu Yoshijin's left chest through the bend.

"Bang!"

There was a muffled sound of flesh and blood colliding on the Zhige platform, and Shin Yue Yizhen flew backwards, fell down and rolled around. When she got up, her face was covered in blood and her arms were also scratched.

When Chiba Shigetaro saw that Fukigo Yoshijin and Sun Ludo had not had a long fight, he was knocked away. His eyes shrank and his brows frowned.

Ichio Itagaki looked shocked and opened his mouth slightly, obviously incredible.

The three disciples brought by Chuanyue Yijin were even more panicked and screamed.

"waste!"

Japanese Minister Sho Ijiyuan saw that Fukiyoshi Yoshijin was vulnerable and scolded him angrily.

The ministers of other countries couldn't help but praise Sun Lutang's age to have such divine power that Yiji Yuanxiang, who heard the words, looked red and gritted his teeth.
Chapter completed!