Journey to the West: All Heavens and Ten Thousand Realms

Chapter 36 Withering

Jiang Liu took the orders of the three martial arts masters and headed in the direction of Baliming. He was not concerned about Baliming's safety.

Without using his vitality, Baliming's strength is stronger than that of Jiang Liu. Since he can escape the assassination, Baliming is naturally not afraid.

At this time, the hut where Baliming lived was like ruins after an earthquake, collapsing and shattering.And Ba Liming was standing on the ruins with a pair of bloody fists in his hands, and two corpses were lying in front of him.

"You are faster than me, it seems that your strength has improved again."

With a shake of his palm, Baliming shook off the blood on his hands, and then said: "These two people have great strength, but it's a pity they met me. Judging from their age, they must be boxers who participated in the war of aggression against China, and now they are dead In our hands, this is God's will. My fist will be "the emperor's star fluctuates, the world will turn against me, and the mountains and rivers will shake." There has been no progress in 30 years."

Jiang Liu said: "Old Ba, your ability has almost reached its peak, and one more step is to 'see God's not bad', and your strength on a global scale should be within one hand!"

"Within one hand? That's not the strongest, are you sure there is someone stronger than me?"

Baliming is not conceited, but he still has great confidence in his own strength.

"Yes, there is Tang Zichen in Nanyang, who has reached the realm of 'the way of sincerity and can be known in advance'. Maybe her physical strength is not as good as yours, but it is impossible for you to defeat her!"

Baliming nodded, and said: "I've heard of this woman before. She avoids dangers and is born invincible. And she's only in her thirties, and her strength may be greatly improved."

"There is a group organization in the international black market that specializes in assassination and sniping operations, called GOD. The leader of this organization is now the strongest among human beings!"

"The strongest now? So, do you have the confidence to surpass him in a short time?"

Jiang Liu smiled and said, "Besides me, there is another person who will definitely surpass him within three years, including you, Ba Liming."

"Oh!" Hearing what Jiang Liu said, Baliming immediately became very interested and asked, "Who is this person?"

"Wang Chao!" Jiang Liu said very seriously.

"It's him?!" Baliming obviously knew about Wang Chao. Although he had lived in prison for 30 years and had never stepped out of prison, he could get a lot of information. He continued: "This person is now Around 20 years old, I heard that I can only cultivate strength, but I haven't got pills yet, are you sure?"

Jiang Liu looked at the figure coming from a distance, and said: "I have fought against him. Although this person is still very weak, his heart is like a child, and his mind is like steel. Dragons fly in the sky, and it is only in the past few years." In between. Moreover, the fist he has mastered, 'Dragon fights in the wild, its blood is black and yellow', although its strength is slightly weak, but it is extremely strong in actual combat, and it is best to defeat the strong with the weak!"

"To be evaluated like this by you, I have to see it after returning to China!"

At this time, Bai Xianyong and others had already rushed over, looking at the ruins and several corpses all over the ground, they frowned.

Then, looking at Ba Liming and Jiang Liu, he said, "Master Uncle, there is news from the country, and you need to go back immediately..."

"Why? Afraid that we will cause international disputes?" Baliming snorted coldly, and said, "Martial arts are martial arts, and politics is politics... Meat eaters are contemptible, and they can't plan far. I am a commoner, and you can't control me. They can't control me!"

Jiang Liu flicked his fingers and laughed, his nails vibrated like a sword. It can be seen that the firmness of the nails is almost as strong as steel, and he said: "Brother Bai, I have fallen short for the mountain. No one can stop my boxing. If If they want to stand in front of me, they have to be prepared to be crushed to death. Romance, tell Wu Wenhui that if you don’t want me to betray you, then give me to withstand the pressure from above.”

Bai Xianyong smiled bitterly; Jiang Hai was expressionless, staring blankly at the several corpses in front of him; Yan Qing didn't say much, picked up his phone and dialed a number.

Immediately afterwards, a group of Japanese gathered around, the leader was Iga Gen, and the rest were some young Japanese martial artists.

"Ito-senpai, Tamura-senpai, Kikumo-senpai, Takeyama-senpai, Takeda-senpai..."

"Eight Grid Road..."

"..."

This group of people spoke Japanese, which Jiang Liu could not understand, but from their ferocious faces, one could feel the overwhelming anger, almost like a volcanic eruption.

In that night, all the old Japanese alchemy masters died, plus the dozens of masters who were killed by Jiang Liu and Ba Liming in the past three days, most of the Japanese martial arts world was severely damaged.

This group of master-level boxers withered one after another, and almost half of the martial arts inheritance was cut off.Practicing boxing is not just given a book of secrets. The so-called famous masters lead to high-level apprentices. Only the master's hands-on guidance can achieve success. Practicing alone will not only fail to improve, but will also lead to confusion and madness.

In this battle, in the past 30 years, Japanese martial arts will no longer be able to rise, and all over the world, judo, karate and other gymnasiums will suffer total damage.

Martial arts withered, and it was irreversible.

Gen Yiga knelt on the ground, without saying a word, straightening the appearance of the five masters. From his slightly trembling hands, it can be seen that his heart is not at peace.

At this time, a fair-skinned woman walked out of the crowd. She looked to be in her thirties, her hair was coiled up high, and she looked very noble and elegant. Her eyes were fixed on Jiang Liu, and then from her arms He took out a long white belt with a fiery red sun on it, which is the symbol of the Japanese flag.The moment she tied the white cloth on her head, a tragic and murderous aura suddenly appeared on her body, just like the members of the Japanese kamikaze back then.

"Ueshiba Maruko, president of the Aikido Imperial Martial Arts Association, accept..." The woman spoke in extremely proficient Mandarin.

Yigayuan suddenly turned his head, shouted violently, and said, "Shut up, Maruko!"

"Iga-kun..." Maruko also yelled violently, her fists clenched loudly.

"For the sake of the nation, for the sake of martial arts, we have no choice but to live on the sidelines. I don't want our martial arts to be broken... There must be sacrifices, and there must be people who endure humiliation. Only forbearance can rise again... Gentlemen, please remember!"

Yigayuan took out a sun scarf with a white belt from his arms and tied it on his head. Afterwards, he became as calm as water, looked at Jiang Liu and said, "Your strength is much stronger than mine, and I am not as good as you... After dawn, I will In front of the whole world, declare that no one in Japan is your opponent..."

Jiang Liu was stared at by dozens of pairs of angry eyes, without the slightest feeling, and said: "No, and, I heard that there is a man named Xuan Yang, and he is reorganizing the Black Dragon Club. Can I see his boxing skills?"

"There is no such person!" Iga Gen said firmly.

(End of this chapter)