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"Eight frames!"

A group of Japanese men sitting behind the ring saw Lu Li hit the "Tieshan Kao" and knocked the sumo wrestler off the ring. They were killed directly, and their faces were pale with anger.

"Who is this guy?"

The Japanese Consul in Shanghai, with a gloomy face, turned his head to look at a Japanese man in a samurai suit beside him, and asked with a cold face, "What is his origin?"

"This one……"

The Japanese warrior was sweating on his forehead, "I...I don't know. I have never heard of this person."

"Your intelligence work is not solid."

The consul of the Japanese pirate snorted heavily, "Find out his origin, immediately!"

"Hi!"

The Japanese pirate warrior hurriedly took his order and ran out in a hurry.

At this time, the Japanese consul turned his head to look at a brawny bald man next to him, "Miyamoto-kun, how strong is this man? Can you deal with it?"

"From the perspective of his ability to hit a sumo wrestler with one hit, this man is very powerful."

The bald man replied blankly: "In terms of strength, he is indeed very strong. However, fighting is not only about strength. I have enough confidence to defeat him!"

"well!"

The Japanese consul nodded, "Miyamoto-kun, let's do it! Kill him! Use the most violent blow and the fastest speed to kill him directly! The confidence and fighting spirit of the Chinese must be destroyed!"

"Hi!"

The brawny bald man bowed his orders, walked out and boarded the ring.

"This time, I will fight you!"

The brawny bald man walked up to the stage, squinted his triangular eyes, and stared at Lu Li, "Ultra vacuum karate, Miyamoto Jiro. Chinese, report your name."

"My name is Lu Li!"

Lu Li glanced at the brawny bald man and said with a smile: "Perhaps you are very strange to my name, but...you must be familiar with my nickname. Shenzhou Qixia, have you heard it?"

Wonders of China?

Miyamoto Jiro's eyes shrank, and a sharp light flashed in his eyes.

Oh it's you? Turned out to be you?

Thinking of the destroyed "Puppet Manchukuo plan", thinking of more than a hundred Japanese soldiers killed, thinking of the dead Marquis Fujiwara, thinking of the dead master of vacuum karate Noichi Iwayama, Jiro Miyamoto's eyes were red. .

The audience in the audience was in an uproar when they heard Lu Li's name burst.

Wonders of China?

He is the strange man of China?

Hahahaha! It turned out to be a strange man from China! No wonder the skill is so strong, no wonder it is so powerful!

"Shenzhou Qixia!"

"Shenzhou Qixia!"

"Shenzhou Qixia!"

Countless people waved their arms and cheered and shouted at Lu Li.

In this tragically trampled land, these humiliated people need a victory too much, they need a hero too much!

Lu Li gave them victory!

Lu Li gave them all the conditions to meet the "hero" in their imagination. Handsome, handsome, personable and powerful!

"Shenzhou Qixia, we must win!"

"Sure victory!"

Excited people burst out the long backlog of shouts, and the mighty sound waves echoed between heaven and earth for a long time.

"That one……"

Yan Yunqi touched his head, turned his head and said to Liu Baichuan: "Old Liu, in fact...there are two strangers from China, and I am also a stranger from China!"

Liu Baichuan rolled his eyes, glanced at Yan Yunqi, and thought: Just you? You grow up to be like a bear, so you are ashamed to call yourself the Wonder of China?

Well, this face-seeking world is really desperate!

Yan Yunqi's face was depressed.

Sun Lutang touched his face and laughed.

Behind the ring.

The Japanese consul's face was gloomy, "Now, do you know the meaning of this arena? Only by letting the Chinese people become inferior and numb, we can defeat them! Chinese people cannot have heroes! At all costs, we must kill him !"

"Hi!"

A group of Japanese warriors hurriedly took their orders.

...

On the ring.

Jiro Miyamoto squeezed his fists and stared at Lu Li with a cold face, "Shenzhou Qi Xia Lu Li? I won't let you walk off the ring alive."

"Punch!"

Lu Li raised his fist, Asamiya Honjiro grinned, showing two rows of white Sensen teeth, "It just takes a punch to hit you..."

"Humph!"

Miyamoto Jiro let out a cold snort, completely ignoring Lu Li's "hustling atmosphere".

"Dang Cang" a bell rang and the arena competition began!

According to etiquette, after the start of the contest, the two sides of the duel must salute each other.

When Lu Li Asamiya Honjiro clasped his fists and arched his hands, Miyamoto Jiro took the opportunity to launch a sneak attack.

When he stepped on his feet, Miyamoto Jiro stood up and rushed to Lu Li's body in an instant. With his right hand pointed like a knife, a vicious hand knife slashed Lu Li's neck fiercely.

This is Miyamoto Jiro's strongest attack!

With his full burst, Miyamoto Jiro's hand knife could cut a bluestone.

Jiro Miyamoto had already seen Lu Li's duel with the sumo wrestler very clearly. Lu Li's strength was much stronger than him.

Fighting with Lu Li, Miyamoto Jiro couldn't fight at all, and could only use a surprise attack, and when Lu Li was caught off guard, a fatal blow!

As for what "means are despicable" and what "no rules", hehe, the winner is not to blame.

"mean!"

"Shameless!"

Sure enough, an angry roar from the audience rang out.

Miyamoto Jiro sneered in his heart, swinging the split hand knife with all his strength.

"go to hell!"

The sharp hand knife pierced the air and slashed, Miyamoto Jiro seemed to have seen it, and Lu Li's neck bone was split on the spot with a hand knife.

When the hand knife was about to hit Lu Li's neck, Lu Li... grinned.

"Punch!"

In the next moment, Lu Li made a fist with his right hand and waved it, like a cannonball coming out of his mouth, blasting Miyamoto Jiro's chest heavily.

"Boom!"

Like the sound of a cannonball explosion, this fierce and violent Tai Chi cannon pounding exploded with power beyond imagination!

A punch is 2.2 tons, which is 4,400 catties!

Under the bombardment of such power, Miyamoto Jiro's sternum, ribs, spine... all shattered. The internal organs between the chest and abdomen were instantly beaten into meat!

The tyrannical impact blasted Miyamoto Jiro out of the ring from a distance, and slammed heavily under the ring.

Miyamoto Jiro died completely and cleanly.

"Won! Won!"

"Victory! Victory!"

"Shenzhou Strange Man! Shenzhou Strange Man!"

The audience in the audience cheered and shouted again.

Victory again!

At this exciting and exciting moment, countless people cheered and shouted, countless people applauded and yelled, wantonly venting the long-storage anger, wantonly venting the long-suppressed humiliation!

We... are not sick men of East Asia!

The Japanese pirates were completely vulnerable to a blow under the hands of the Shenzhou Qixia!

Under the ring.

Yan Yunqi glanced at Sun Lutang and said, "Old Sun, these little devils don't fight at all! Brother Lu can't show their true ability."

"I can see it already."

Sun Lutang smiled, "A Tieshan Kao killed the sumo wrestler. A Tai Chi cannon beat killed a karate warrior. Brother Lu's power is terrifying!"

"Is it strong?"

Yan Yun raised his palms together, "This kind of scumbag, I am afraid of death if I slap it."

"When Brother Lu hit Miyamoto Jiro, he still managed to relax, otherwise..."

Sun Lutang smiled, "Otherwise, he would punch the little devil through. It seems that Brother Lu doesn't want everyone to see too **** scenes."

"Break through?"

Yan Yunqi was taken aback, "Such power? Isn't this too scary?"

"Little devil...that's all."

Sun Lutang put aside the crime, "I hope Brother Lu can do more!"

...

Behind the ring.

When Lu Li hit and killed Miyamoto Jiro, there was a dead silence in the background.

Punch?

Just a punch?

A top-notch karate master like Jiro Miyamoto, under the hands of this "Shenzhou Qi Xia Lu Li", turned out to be the target of a quick kill?

Miyamoto Jiro's strength is already the top fighting master in the country.

Of all the Japanese pirate samurai present, no one dared to say that he was better than Miyamoto Jiro.

Miyamoto Jiro was killed with a single punch, and we...we only have this grade!

What about the arena competition?

If you continue to fight, you will die. If you don't continue to fight, you will lose face and reputation, and your reputation will sink to the bottom of the Pacific Ocean.

"Lu Li's fists and kicks are very strong."

The Japanese consul also clearly realized that the top fighting masters like Jiro Miyamoto would kill with a single punch, and then compete with Lu Li to give food.

"and so……"

The Japanese consul turned his head to look at the sword master next to him, "Hatoyama-kun, use your sword to cut off his head!"

"I'm not as good as him!"

Sword Saint Hatoyama stood up, stretched out his hand to hold the samurai sword at his waist, "Compared to swordsmanship... it only takes one sword to kill him!"

"it is good!"

The Japanese consul nodded and bowed to the sword master Hatoyama, "Hatoyama-kun, please!"

"Hi!"

Sword Saint Hatoyama gave a gift, held the hilt of the knife, got up, walked out, and boarded the ring.

"The wind is desperate..."

A Japanese man sang the ancient tune of Qinqiang.

"Eight frames!"

The surrounding Japanese pirates roared at this bastard.

...

On the ring.

The sword saint Hatoyama held on to the hilt of the sword and raised his eyes to look at Lu Li, "Beichen has a swordsman, Hatoyama screams, and asks you about swordsmanship. Please advise!

"fencing?"

Lu Li raised his eyebrows, "I really don't want to make a scene that is too bloody. The children don't see it well. It's just that... if you are better than swordsmanship, then I can only help."

As he said, Lu Li turned his head to look at the audience, "Old Yan, throw my sword up."

"okay!"

Yan Yunqi agreed, and took out a beautiful and gorgeous saber covered in cloth.

This sword was still the trophy that Lu Li found from the little devil marquis when he used a heavy machine gun to overturn the Japanese devil in the capital.

This sword... is not an ordinary double-edged sword, but a Tang sword style.

The straight blade is single-sided, and the tip is a beveled cutting edge, which should be made by imitating the Tang Dynasty yi knife.

"Brother Lu, take the sword!"

Yan Yun shouted together and threw the Tang Dao in his hand.

Lu Li stretched out his hand and took the Tang Sword.

"Famous things are too classic?"

Seeing the Tang sword in Lu Li's hand, Jian Sheng Haoshan's eyes shrank, and a cold light burst into his eyes.

The famous Taidian, this is one of the famous swords of the Japanese Kingdom.

It was originally a treasure treasured by the Fujiwara family, but now it has become Lu Li's trophy.

Shame!

Sword Saint Hatoyama held the hilt tightly, his heart was murderous. The famous things are too classic, I must take them back by myself!

"Do you know this Tang knife?"

Lu Li held the Tang Dao in his left hand and smiled at the sword sage Hatoyama, "This is my trophy. It's the first time I use it to hack people. I don't know if it's not easy."

"You are dead!"

Sword Saint Hatoyama stared at Lu Li coldly, holding the scabbard with his left hand, and the handle of the knife with his right hand, posing the starting hand style of Iaai sword drawing technique.

Ihe?

A smile appeared on Lu Li's face.

When I pretended to be a Japanese pirate, I also used Iaai sword drawing technique!

Now... I will show you Qi Jiguang's "Xinyou Sword Technique". When I was in the Ming Dynasty, I already cut your ancestors to the point of crying and crying!

Lu Li drew the knife out of its sheath, held the knife in his right hand, held the back of the knife with his left hand, and placed the knife horizontally on his chest.

"Dang Cang" a bell rang and the contest began!

On the arena, the sword sage Hatoyama and Lu Li confronted each other with their swords. Keeping a distance of two meters, the two moved slowly, circling each other in circles, looking for flaws, looking for opportunities to attack.

Swordsmanship duel, I don't want the "ding and jingle" in the movie to chop each other for a long time.

In a true swordsmanship duel, life and death are instantaneous, and there is no such thing as a lot of moves back and forth.

With a single knife, life and death will be determined!

The two confronted each other in a circle, and there was a dead silence on and off the stage. No one made a sound, they all held their breath, watching this swordsmanship duel nervously.

At this time, the two people who circled each other had already adjusted their positions. Lu Li turned his back to the back of the ring, and Hatoyama Sword Saint was facing the back of the ring.

So... the Japanese consul, who was sitting behind the ring, turned his head and glanced at a Japanese warrior beside him, winking.

The Japanese warrior nodded slightly, reached out and grabbed a teapot on the table, and slammed it heavily on the ground.

With a "bang", the teapot burst to pieces.

In a quiet environment, in a tense atmosphere, this sudden loud noise will naturally distract.

The moment the teapot burst, Lu Li glanced slightly towards the direction of the sound, his attention was distracted.

opportunity!

Hatoyama Juggernaut saw the action behind the ring, so he was naturally prepared.

Taking advantage of the distracting moment of landing, the sword saint Hatoyama jumped up, rushing into the attack range, and the right hand holding the hilt of the knife suddenly waved.

Ihe... Draw a sword!

With a "choking", the long sword unsheathed, and the sharp blade cut the air, bursting out a screaming scream ~www.ltnovel.com~ With this knife, the sword saint Hatoyama burst out with full strength.

The arc traversed by the blade is precise and beautiful, and the sharp light of the blade seems to be the brilliance of the morning dew.

For this sword, Hatoyama Juggernaut was very satisfied. This is already his best and most convenient move!

With a stab, Lu Li will definitely die!

However... the next moment, the sword sage Hatoyama suddenly felt a chill in his heart, and a cold chill came in his chest.

this is……

Sword Saint Hatoyama lowered his head slightly, and suddenly saw a long knife penetrate his chest.

What a fast sword! So fast that even the optic nerve can't react!

When the long knife in his hand fell to the ground, the sword saint Hatoyama fell to the ground.

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