My Life Simulator

The "Super Soldier Project" is progressing very smoothly.

After three months of strengthening, Li Jinglin's 15,000 soldiers turned into martial arts masters.

However, the physical fitness is strong, the combat skills still need to continue training.

The "Special Forces Training Program" formulated by Lu Li, even if it is a "super soldier" whose physical abilities surpass ordinary people, still need to continue training for about three months before they can formally complete all training subjects.

During this period of time, the international situation... is very good.

With the "Oriental Magic Medicine" provided by Lu Li, the survival rate of wounded soldiers in the participating countries has increased dramatically, and both sides felt that if they continued to fight, they would surely win.

So...Oulu has become a pot of porridge, even Mi Di, who has been watching for a long time, finally rolled up his sleeves and went to work.

Under such circumstances, the attention of the Western powers was all on the European battlefield, and they were not mindful of matters in the Far East.

In today's China, the only real threat to foreign enemies is the Japanese pirates occupying Qingdao, Laizhou, Jiaozhou Bay and other places.

Their good days are not long.

Once the super soldiers have completed their training, the red flag will sweep the world, which will surely clean up the world and reorganize the world.

However... the little devil's movements still did not stop.

Just as Lu Li and others were immersing themselves in training "super soldiers" and accumulating strength, an outrageous news appeared in the newspaper.

"The Japanese pirate threatened: China is the country of sick men, and the people are all sick men in East Asia!"

"Wai country karate, judo, aikido, kendo and other schools of masters gathered in Shanghai, set up a challenge to Chinese martial arts."

Seeing this newspaper, Sun Lutang and others went into a rage.

"Little devil, this is looking for death!"

Yan Yun squeezed the palm of his hand and smiled sternly: "How dare you jump out to be a demon? I'm afraid I don't know how to write the dead words? Go! Let's kill them!"

"We must really teach them a lesson!"

Sun Lutang is extremely sensitive to the slanderous term "the sick man of East Asia", and a coldness burst into his eyes.

"I can't go away, the three of you, let's go!"

Li Jinglin also had itchy hands, but... he was someone with a heavy hand, unlike Lu Li and the others, who could go out if they wanted to.

"Okay! Let's go!"

Lu Li nodded towards Li Jinglin, "First, get rid of the arrogant arrogance of the little devil and raise the hearts of the Chinese."

It is also necessary to enhance national self-confidence.

Just like sports in later generations, it is also to enhance national self-confidence.

After that, Lu Li, Sun Lutang and Yan Yunqi drove southward and rushed all the way to Shanghai.

...

Shanghai Hongkou.

This area is already a gathering area for Japanese Japanese.

On Penglai Road, the Japanese pirates put down a huge ring to challenge the Chinese martial arts.

At this moment, in the face of the extremely insulting slander of "the sick man of East Asia," how can the local martial arts figures in Shanghai be able to hold back? One after another came to the stage to face the arrogant Japanese pirates.

However... these third-rate figures of the arena naturally have no chance of winning in front of the top fighters of the Japanese pirates.

At the end of the day, more than a dozen martial arts figures who came to the stage to challenge all failed.

The Japanese pirates made a heavy move, and almost every martial arts figure who was defeated was seriously injured, either dead or disabled.

What is even more infuriating is that after defeating the martial arts figures, the Japanese pirates also ridiculed them, and even threw a plaque with "Sick Man of East Asia" in front of those who failed.

For a while, the people in Shanghai felt both indignation and frustration.

Defeated! Lost again!

Where is our martial arts master? Why not come out yet?

In the face of this extreme shame, the people were full of grief and anger, and clenched their fists tightly.

Jinling city.

Du Xinwu also saw the newspapers and the extremely arrogant arrogance of the Japanese pirates.

However...As someone else's bodyguard, it is no longer the time to walk alone in the arena. It is impossible for Du Xinwu to abandon everything and kill himself in Shanghai.

Damn it!

Where is Sun Lutang? Where is the Wonder of China? Why haven't you shot yet?

Du Xinwu squeezed his fist tightly.

...

Today is the third day of the Japanese pirates.

In the first two days, dozens of martial arts figures have come to the stage to fight, but they have been defeated one by one.

The shadow of the defeat and the insults of the Japanese pirates made the people angry and frustrated, but...the people still have hope in their hearts.

The master hasn't come yet! We will definitely win! We can definitely win!

With this hope, after the opening of today's ring, there are still many people gathered under the ring, waiting for victory!

nine in the morning.

The ring challenge is once again open.

A sumo wrestler with a big waist and a round body covered with fat, like a mountain of meat, stepped onto the ring with heavy steps.

"Sick men of East Asia, today...who will come up to die?"

Sumo wrestlers clamored frantically towards the audience with their fat-filled voice.

"The Japanese pirates, the cultivation is rampant!"

Only heard a roar from the stage, a figure jumped up, a harrier turned over and swept onto the ring.

"Liu Baichuan, Baihemen, come to learn!"

This sturdy man wearing a strong black outfit, after skimming the high platform, assumed a pose of a white crane with wings, challenging the Japanese sumo wrestler.

"it is good!"

"Good guy!"

The audience suddenly cheered.

No matter how strong you are, whether you can win or not, you are already a good man if you dare to come to the stage.

The bell of "Dang" rang, and the competition began.

I saw Baihemen Liu Baichuan stand up, swift and light, and instantly rushed to the front of the sumo wrestler, shot like electricity, and slammed and kicked at the sumo wrestler.

With Liu Baichuan's agile skill, hitting a sumo wrestler is not too easy, but...the fat is too thick!

Fists and feet hit the fat, and waves of flesh were swayed, but the strength could not be passed.

"Little chicken, are you tickling me?"

The sumo wrestler urn said angrily, narrowed his eyes, a cold light burst out, he slapped Liu Baichuan with his thick and fat slap.

This palm swept across, and the heavy force brought out a whistling wind.

Liu Baichuan was agile in the end, with a little bit of his feet, and easily avoided the blow.

But... this still cannot change the situation.

The fat is too thick to be touched at all!

At this moment, Liu Baichuan felt like "a dog bites a turtle and has nowhere to put his mouth".

"Come on! Come on! Little chicken!"

The sumo wrestler screamed, spread his arms like a wall, and pressed towards Liu Baichuan.

The space in the ring is limited!

If it is a street battle, with Liu Baichuan's agile skill, even if he can't beat the opponent, the opponent can't beat him, it's still an invincible situation.

Now...the space in the arena is limited. Sumo wrestlers are squeezing over like a wall. Liu Baichuan's space for activities is getting smaller and smaller, and the room for dodge and movement is getting smaller and smaller.

The situation is very unfavorable!

Liu Baichuan already knows that he may not win at all, and the only thing he can do is...even if he loses, I will give you a cruel!

"kill!"

Liu Baichuan let out a loud roar, stepped on his feet, and rose into the air. With a flying kick, he kicked the sumo wrestler's head heavily.

Sumo wrestlers don't dodge at all, just raise their arms and stand in front of them.

With a "bang", Liu Baichuan kicked the arm blocked by the sumo wrestler, and there was a loud noise.

However... the tonnage is too big.

He tried his best to lift this Roshan at all.

In the next moment, Liu Baichuan was about to change his moves, but was grabbed by the sumo wrestler's right leg.

"It's over!"

Liu Baichuan's heart was tight and he struggled quickly, but it was too late.

"Hahahaha! The sick man of East Asia! The sick man of East Asia!"

The sumo wrestler shook Liu Baichuan a few times and laughed wildly, extremely arrogant.

Lost again!

Seeing this scene, the people in the audience felt humiliated and helpless!

"Haha! Go to hell!"

With a loud roar, the sumo wrestler kicked Liu Baichuan up, and smashed it heavily against the concrete floor under the ring.

If this happens, Liu Baichuan will have to get rid of half his life if he is not dead.

"Asshole!"

"Unreasonable!"

"Save people!"

At this time, three roars suddenly burst from the crowd, and three figures rushed out!

These three people are naturally Lu Li, Sun Lutang and Yan Yunqi.

The three rushed out at the same time, but Lu Li was the fastest, Sun Lutang followed closely behind, and Yan Yun was at the end.

As soon as Liu Baichuan hit the ring, Lu Li rushed to the landing spot, a Tai Chi cloud hand, eliminating the strength of the smash, Lu Li supported Liu Baichuan, and steadily fell to the ground.

"it is good!"

"Good work!"

"The master is here! The little devil is in trouble!"

Seeing Lu Li rescue Liu Baichuan in an instant, the people around him suddenly cheered.

"Brother Liu, are you okay?"

Lu Li nodded towards Liu Baichuan, and asked with a smile.

"Good!"

Liu Baichuan recovered and hurriedly bowed his hand to Lu Li, "Thank you for your help. Dare to ask his name? Liu Baichuan is grateful."

"In Xia Lu Li!"

Lu Li reported a name to Liu Baichuan, "Not an expert."

"Lao Lu, Lao Sun, this little devil, let me clean up!"

Yan Yunqi pointed at the sumo wrestler on the stage and squeezed his palm, "Look at him so arrogantly... Lao Tzu is like a slap on him."

"Let me come!"

Lu Li turned his head and glanced at Yan Yunqi and Sun Lutang, "Don't you really want to know how strong I am? Then show you a hand!"

"it is good!"

Sun Lutang's eyes lit up, "I'm really curious, how good is Brother Lu's kung fu!"

"Not bad! Not bad! I also want to know how strong Brother Lu is!"

Yan Yunqi nodded again and again. Yan Yunqi couldn't understand just how strong Lu Li was. Anyway... the longer he touched him, the more he felt that Lu Li was unfathomable and couldn't see the depth at all.

"Haha! Then I'll go up!"

Lu Li nodded towards Sun Lutang and Yan Yun, and walked towards the ring.

When he reached the edge of the ring, Lu Li stood up and boarded the ring neatly.

"Come on, play the second game."

Lu Li hooked his fingers towards the sumo wrestler on the ring, "Don't worry, I will... kill you!"

"Little white face, you are looking for death!"

Sumo wrestlers were filled with fat into a cracked eye, bursting out a cold and fierce light.

Just wanted to smash Liu Baichuan to death, but was rescued by Lu Li, which made the sumo wrestler feel very unhappy.

Blast the enemy, see the enemy's blood splashing, and see the enemy howling in pain, this is what the sumo wrestler desires most, and it can bring him extreme pleasure.

However, just now he wanted to kill Liu Baichuan with a single blow, but was rescued by Lu Li. This is equivalent to... the moment that the eruption is about to stop suddenly.

As soon as the bell rang, the second ring contest began.

"go to hell!"

The sumo wrestler roared furiously, stepped on his feet, rushed into his body, and slammed into Lu Li.

The heavy footsteps on the ring made the whole ring shake.

A sumo wrestler like a meat mountain rushed forward, as if a wild giant slammed into it madly and brutally.

As we all know, the heavier the object, the greater the inertia.

Sumo wrestlers like Roshan, such a rumbling collision, the damage caused by the impact is bound to be very terrifying.

"Savage collision?"

Lu Li sneered, "Then see who can hit it better!"

When he stepped on his foot, Lu Li jumped up, facing the sumo wrestler who was coming in, and rushed up in the same striking posture, making a head-on collision.

The way Lu Li responded shocked the audience in the audience.

What are you doing! That Roshan weighs at least several times your weight. Can you beat him? Why do you want to face him head-on?

"Two brothers, this situation..."

Liu Baichuan saw Lu Li's coping style, his face was shocked, and he quickly looked at Sun Lutang and Yan Yunqi, "Brother Lu is a bit dangerous to fight like this!"

"Nothing!"

Sun Lutang smiled and shook his head.

"Where is there any danger?"

Yan Yun curled his lips, "With Brother Lu's ability, this fat pig is just a scum!"

"..."

Liu Baichuan felt offended. I was almost killed by a fat pig, but in your opinion is a scum?

"Well... just how sacred Brother Lu Li is!"

Liu Baichuan was very unfamiliar with the name Lu Li, and had never heard of a master named Lu Li in the martial arts.

Yan Yunqi grinned, "Have you ever heard of a strange man from China?"

"what?"

Liu Baichuan was shocked, "It turns out that it's a strange man from China?"

When everyone was talking, the two people on the ring were about to bump into each other.

"Go to hell!"

The sumo wrestler protected his face with both hands, a roar burst from his mouth, and with all his strength, he slammed into Lu Li.

Lu Li also began to erupt.

"Bajiquan, rely on Tieshan!"

Stepping on his feet, his figure shook, Lu Li used his shoulders to exert strength, using the most famous strike technique in Chinese martial arts.

The two figures collided fiercely.

There was a loud "bang".

Just as two fast-moving cars collided head-on, the violent impact caused the entire ring to shake violently.

In this kind of frontal impact, the bigger the weight, the more advantageous it is, and it is easy to knock the lighter one into the air.

However... the situation on the ring is just the opposite.

After the violent impact, the huge and heavy sumo wrestler who looked like a meat mountain burst out with a miserable howl. Suddenly, Lu Li was directly knocked out and flew out of the ring.

With a "bang", the sumo wrestler fell heavily to the ground, causing the dust to fly.

A mouthful of blood spurted out, and the sumo wrestler paralyzed into a mass of mud. Suddenly, the sternum was crushed by a blow, the internal organs were shattered, and he could not die again!

"Victory!"

"Won! Won!"

After a moment of silence, the audience burst into earth-shattering cheers.

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