When Song Yang's voice fell, there was a sound of neat and powerful footsteps.

Everyone looked at each other and saw four straight disciples walking out with their heads held high. In their hands, they were holding a golden plaque with four big words flying in the dragon and phoenix dancing.

China Martial Arts Association! Then, they took down the plaque on the gate that originally wrote "Yaohua Martial Arts Hall" and officially hung this new plaque.

This represents the official establishment of the Tokyo Branch of the Chinese Martial Arts Association! Song Yang and several other museum owners, as well as many martial arts disciples present, looked at the golden plaque that shone brightly in the sun, and their faces were filled with uncontrollable excitement.

They knew that from today on, they would no longer be disciples of any martial arts school, nor would they be any owners of any martial arts school.

They belong to the same organization.

China Martial Arts Association! "China Martial Arts Association... I really want to hear about this force. It is said to be a power of overlord level in China, extremely powerful. I didn't expect it to have expanded to our Tokyo."

"It seems like this, I obviously plan to enter the whole world."

"If it were before, I really didn't want to believe that they had this ability, but after seeing the tough measures of the vice president of the China Martial Arts Association yesterday, I think they might be able to do it one day."

"Chinese martial arts is finally about to rise completely."

"..." Many passers-by were filled with emotion, some of them were Chinese who were working hard in foreign countries. Looking at this scene, they felt a little filled with tears.

Their China, a great country, should stand in the world! Slap! There was a burst of warm applause in the crowd.

Seeing this, Chen Bufan smiled slightly and understood the mood of these wanderers from other countries. After all, he was wandering alone at the beginning, and he was inevitably moved when he saw the deeds about his hometown.

"President Song, from today on, the Tokyo Branch of the China Martial Arts Association will be officially established. I hope you can be the position of president and carry forward my Chinese Martial Arts."

Chen Bufan looked at Song Yang and said seriously.

When Song Yang heard this, his expression was extremely solemn, and he clasped his fists and said, "Don't worry, Vice President Chen, I will devote my efforts to his position and die!"

Chen Bufan nodded with satisfaction, patted Song Yang on the shoulder, and said nothing more. He believed that since Song Yang could say this, he would not disappoint him.

After the listing ceremony, the matter in Tokyo came to an end, and Chen Bufan and Xu Guan also embarked on their way back and rushed to China.

Although the Tokyo Branch of the Wushu Association was officially established today and there must be many things to do, they naturally would not deal with these things personally, but instead handed them over to Song Yang and others.

Song Yang and others have opened martial arts clubs in Tokyo for many years, and obviously have certain management capabilities. In addition, this time they jointly manage the branch of the Martial Arts Association, so there should be no problem.

...In Tokyo, in a private hospital.

Decorated in a luxuriously decorated ward.

A figure lay on the hospital bed, looking up at the contents of the TV on the wall, and the slightly pale face was full of reluctance and anger.

This person was Miyamoto Takeno who was seriously injured by Chen Bufan yesterday and even fainted on the spot.

The content on TV is about his defeat at Chen Bufan, causing the reputation of karate to be damaged and he was despised by countless bystanders and industry insiders in the karate industry.

It seemed that in one day, he, the former karate master, instantly became a sinner for eternity and became a laughing stock for countless people.

"Damn bastard, I must kill you!"

Chen Bufan's figure appeared in Miyamoto Takeno's mind, and a strong murderous intent suddenly appeared in his pupils. He clenched his fists, wishing he could fight with Chen Bufan for another three hundred rounds and tear the opponent away.

The reputation he had accumulated over decades was ruined because of this battle.

How can he raise his head in the future?

In addition to anger, Miyamoto Takeo's most aspirations are regrets.

If he had known that Chen Bufan was so hidden, he would not have used such a way to find thousands of viewers and even let the media broadcast the game live so that people in Tokyo and even the island countries could see the final result with their own eyes.

I thought that after this battle, his reputation would resound again, and Chinese martial arts would be pushed to the bottom and never be able to turn over.

However, unexpectedly, the final outcome was completely opposite to what Miyamoto Takeno expected.

If I had known this, why would I have... a disciple stood beside him, feeling the anger of Miyamoto Takeno, lowered his head and did not dare to take a breath, for fear of causing trouble.

After a while, Takeno Miyamoto suppressed his anger, looked at the disciple, and asked, "What's going on outside now?"

Hearing this, the disciple hesitated for a moment, gritted his teeth and reported truthfully: "Owner of the museum, Chen Bufan took advantage of the limelight to officially establish the China Martial Arts Association branch in Tokyo today, which attracted a lot of attention. And because he defeated you yesterday, many people came to visit him and wanted to join the Martial Arts Association."

"For a time, the Wushu Association became the most popular organization in the entire Tokyo."

"asshole!"

Takeno Miyamoto cursed again and said in a deep voice: "This bastard is moving quite fast."

He really didn't expect that Chen Bufan would choose to create a branch of the Martial Arts Association the day after the fight. This was clearly taking advantage of his popularity to win and strike while the iron was hot.

But I have to say that Chen Bufan’s strategy is indeed very effective, and it can be said that it maximizes the effect.

"Hmph, little brat, don't think I'll be fine if you win. Sooner or later, I will make you fall into the same fate as me!"

Takeno Miyamoto gritted his teeth, then looked at the disciple and ordered: "Go and arrange the car, I'm going to see someone."

"Owner, your injury has not healed yet..." "Don't talk nonsense, go quickly."

The disciple did not dare to refute, so he nodded and asked, "Owner, who are you going to meet?"

Takeno Miyamoto was silent for a moment, and a hint of respect appeared on his face.

"My master."

Hearing these three words, the disciple was stunned, his face full of shock and reverence.

Obviously, he knew who Miyamoto Takeno's master was, not only him, but also people in the karate world of the entire island country knew the name of this person.

After all, there are so many masters who can become masters like Takeno Miyamoto, looking at the entire island country, there are no ones.

This person is named Watanabe Warrior.

...In the island country karate world, strength is divided into multiple levels. In addition to ordinary karate students, they can be called masters, masters, the highest level, and the masters.

Generally speaking, being able to achieve the title of a master is already a famous figure in the karate world.

A figure who has reached the master level is already at the top of the pyramid of karate, a martial arts pyramid. He has a strong appeal and is respected by countless people.

As for the master-level figures... Looking at the entire karate world, over the years, there have been only a few people. Each of them has extraordinary strength, but they are also extremely mysterious and rarely appear in people's sight.

Because people know that once a big shot of this level appears, it will definitely cause a bloody storm.

Takeno Miyamoto's master, Watanabe Warrior, is one of them.

At the same time, Watanabe Warrior is also one of the few gangster grand slam owners in Karate history, and can be regarded as a legend of a generation.

In the suburbs of the city, in a small villa.

The servant in a kimono sat on the cushion and skillfully poured tea for a white-haired old man beside him.

The white-haired old man was also wearing a loose kimono, while drinking tea, staring at the scenery in the courtyard. His face, full of vicissitudes, was filled with relaxed expressions, and seemed to enjoy this comfortable feeling.

This old man who looks about sixty years old is Watanabe warrior.

"Sir Watanabe, have you heard about Master Miyamoto?"

The atmosphere was silent for a moment, and the servant asked respectfully.

When Watanabe warrior heard this, he held the teacup and stopped slightly, shook his head slightly, and said, "This guy is so chaotic. My karate glory is almost destroyed in his hands."

When the servant heard this, he nodded slightly. Indeed, Miyamoto Takeno's defeat at the hands of a Chinese this time was a huge blow to the karate world.

"But that Chinese is indeed not simple, Miyamoto lost unjustly."

Watanabe Warrior murmured that although he rarely cares about things outside, as a master in the karate world, he naturally pays attention to this situation.

After learning that his apprentice Takeno Miyamoto was defeated by a young Chinese man named Chen Bufan, Watanabe Takeno immediately sent someone to investigate the details about Chen Bufan. He couldn't help but be surprised. Obviously, he didn't expect that this young man was so extraordinary.

It is normal for Miyamoto Takeno to be defeated by him this time.

While the two were chatting, there was a sound of footsteps outside the door.

The Watanabe warrior looked at him and saw Miyamoto Takeno slowly walking into the courtyard with the help of two young disciples, with a look of respect on his face.

"Haha, it's coming very quickly."

The Watanabe warrior chuckled, as if he had expected this, and waved his hand and ordered: "You retreat first."

"yes."

The servant nodded and stood up and left.

"teacher."

Takeno Miyamoto came to the courtyard, held his fists respectfully, and said with his head down.

Watanabe warrior savored the tea quietly, looked up at Takeno Miyamoto. Seeing that the latter was pale and his aura was quite weak, he couldn't help but frown slightly, and a chill flashed in his eyes.

That Chinese boy is really cruel to attack.

"Miyamoto, do you know how much damage your failure this time has caused to the karate world?"

The warrior Watanabe said in a deep voice.

When he heard this, Takeno Miyamoto shook his whole body slightly, gritted his teeth, and then knelt on his knees and said apologizing: "Teacher, please forgive me."
Chapter completed!