Chapter 16 Get out of the blade, kill people in the world
Seeing this group of naked tough men staring straight at me with their wolf-like eyes, I suddenly felt a strange feeling in my heart, as if the thing in my hand was not a treasure wood, but a treasure tree.
It's a big piece of soap.
The Huiyang Festival has regulations. Baomu represents the favor of the gods. If you abandon it voluntarily, you will be spurned and punished by the gods. So I can't just throw away this hot potato from my hand. Even
When Akamatsu Miyamoto wants to prick me, he does it quietly and alternately. This technique is so subtle and fast that except for a few people with sharp eyes, no ordinary person can know the secret of it.
This is Gouri's home court, so no one would deliberately catch him.
According to common sense, I should probably be like him and hand the thing out skillfully. Even if I may be criticized in the end, it is better than being besieged by hundreds of naked men. However, when I received Bao Mu
At that moment, I happened to take a look above the Jing Pavilion.
It was at that quick glance that I seemed to see a ray of light. Somehow, I was sure that Ya was also looking at me.
Yes, she should be above Jingge, always paying attention to me, right? When she saw me traveling thousands of miles to Japan, what was she thinking in her heart when she first saw me? - Mine
A lot of pride rose up in my heart inexplicably, and I remembered Zamao Xiaodao's sigh to me before setting off. There are always some things in life that you didn't do at the time, and you regret it in retrospect. So if you encounter any dilemma, then
Just do it without any regrets.
He is a tiger in the first place, why should he be afraid?
My mood suddenly became enlightened. What a bullshit master. He was nothing more than a guy playing tricks. Can such a person understand what the way of strength is? I no longer had any intention of turning around and running away. I stepped forward with one foot and another one.
Keeping his feet steady, he rode a horse and squatted on his crotch, his energy was deep in his Dantian, and he was invincible. He posed as if he were welcoming guests, and shouted loudly: "Fuck your mother, come here, come here, I'll fuck you to death!"
The energy of my "mountain" formula condensed, and the rocks under my feet could not bear the force, and cracks appeared and radiated away.
Akamatsu Miyamoto also created this scene the day before yesterday that shocked Lao Guang. However, there is a huge difference between the movement and the stillness. I am determined on my side, while the other side is even more brave and unafraid of death. This
One is for the Huiyang Festival jackpot of the carp leaping over the dragon gate, and the other is just as Akamatsu Miyamoto instigated, I am a Chinese!
Japan is a country with a single nation, and although the education it receives in daily life is that of Western liberal nations, when the national emotions rush into the head, the madness that bursts out is shocking. Although I don’t understand Japanese, I
You can probably guess what Akamatsu Miyamoto's poisonous snake is talking about. Thinking about it in another's shoes, if this were China, I guess everyone present would also go crazy.
There are villains and poisonous snakes everywhere in this world, and I have seen quite a few of them. I don't care at all. Since I have decided to win the battle in a royal way, I will fight without any tricks.
The first person who rushed to me was a strong man with blood on his face. Without saying a word, he kicked me in the face.
This kick was like a gust of wind, with a force of over a thousand kilograms. I was still hesitating on how to defend myself against the enemy, but now I understood clearly. I turned around and took this guy's slender right leg in my hand, and followed the trend.
His hands quickly tapped a few acupuncture points on his shoulders, cutting off blood and veins, leaving him unable to resist. Then he used the human body as a stick to sweep across a large area.
Escape from the white blade, in the mortal world of murder, kill one person in ten steps, and leave no trace in a thousand miles.
With one person in hand, I no longer feared. I held the precious wood under my ribs and used a human as a stick to charge left and right, unstoppable.
At that moment, Tong Linge, Zhao Dengyu, Zhang Zizhong, the Broadsword Team, millions of Sichuan troops, countless martyrs traveled through time and space, and were possessed by heroic spirits. I was not fighting alone. The majestic soul of a hundred years ago entered my chest, and countless people recorded the tragedy.
The yellowed old photos came to mind, and I immediately felt my brain heat up, my eyes were red, and I roared like an arrow, with feet like a dragon, rushing left and right, no longer able to control the crazy inner demon.
The rows of white flesh in front of me were no longer a threat, but became an object for me to vent my anger.
At that moment, I showed the most powerful side of myself in the past four years. All the scenes disappeared from my consciousness. What replaced them were black or colored lines that were constantly changing. This
The black lines are the attack directions whose power does not reach the level of threat, while the colored lines are divided into different levels depending on the intensity of the color.
This is not a substantial change, but a feeling in the mood. Being surrounded by hundreds of people, and these people are still the last strong ones, it is naturally impossible for me not to be attacked, so the only way is to
All attack strengths are calculated to the extreme, so that you can suffer as little damage as possible.
This sudden melee went away as quickly as it came, because after receiving two punches on my back, there was no mercy. As long as no one was killed, I would do whatever I could to say hello, no matter it was a miscellaneous person.
The small grappling skills taught by Mao Xiaodao, the Cangzhou martial arts taught by the broken shopkeeper, or the military fighting skills learned in the training camp, and even the methods I learned on the edge of life and death, were all integrated at this moment.
Together.
At the same time, I, who had learned a lot from many experts, suddenly had a clear understanding at this moment - the so-called fighting technique is to knock down the opponent.
All roads lead to Rome, and everything is inseparable from it. After simplifying the complex, there is a big wave rushing through the sand. The strong stand, the weak lie down, and they fight wildly with their backs to the wall. Not long after, the offensive finally stalled. I looked around and saw that I had finally reached the end of the river.
The dense crowd that had come up was broken through.
Among this bunch of white naked men, there are not no masters. There are several guys whose cultivation level can even compare to the level of Elder Maoshan.
Before we came here, Senior Brother told us not to underestimate the heroes of the world, especially Japan. After all, this country has far deeper reservations about this kind of culture than China. Many of our national quintessences are blooming inside the walls, but the atmosphere is red.
It is stronger than at home. But at this moment, I have already become evil and courageous. The harder I am, the more violent the blow will be, and the viciousness is inexplicable.
There is a young man with facial paralysis who practices Japan's famous "Zhixin Kageryu". He uses his hand as a sword. The sharpness can actually cut the stone railings next to the quiet pavilion into pieces. If anyone touches him, he will be defeated with one blow.
, However, before these masters could show their strongest strength, they were kicked by my ultimate "Yellow Dog Pee" move, which was tightly wrapped in the crotch cloth. With a muffled groan, they were directly
It hit the wall and made no sound.
The same plot continues. It's not that they are not powerful, but it's just that they have empty hands and only a crotch cloth covering their bodies, so it's really difficult for them to perform.
After beating many masters until I knocked them to the ground, these guys who were like ants finally stopped and allowed me to take a breath. I don’t know how much time passed, but the final selection was over.
The bell did not ring. Although I was killing everyone at this time, I also received a lot of black punches and suffered hidden injuries. If it were not for the support of the fat bug and the Yin-Yang fish cyclone in the air sea, I would have been paralyzed to the end.
, but even so, I was still full of pride. I looked around at those guys who were a little timid, and shouted loudly: "Who else is there!"
There were a bunch of naked men groaning in pain underground. On this cold early spring night, steaming sweat flowed freely after the melee. I was shouting wildly here, with incomparable joy in my heart. This kind of pleasure is indescribable, making me
On the spiritual level, there is a thrilling excitement.
And just when I was excited when I took in the sight of the mountains, the naked Akamatsu Miyamoto slowly walked out from the side, pushed away the two shaky guys next to me, looked at me with an arrogant face, and sneered coldly.
: "After defeating these rubbish, do you really think that you are the veritable 100-man slayer? To tell you the truth, ever since I learned that I came to participate in the final election of the Huiyang Festival and vowed to win the treasure wood, I Yamato
None of the best young people in the nation came to participate. Firstly, they wanted to give me face, and secondly, they were afraid of me. Humph, you want to win the title of the most powerful general. You think too well. This time, you will die.
, or just step on my corpse and go to see Miss Aya!"
Time was limited, so this guy didn't talk any more nonsense. After recharging his energy, he stepped forward, and a large number of cracks appeared on the ground. And the next second, Akamatsu Miyamoto suddenly appeared in front of me, raising his hand.
The fist hit me in the face.
Boom! It was like there was a flame on this fist, and hot wind overflowed from between the fist bones, filled with the ferocious power of the scorching sun.
This was Akamatsu Miyamoto's charged blow that he had been waiting for for a long time. He thought he could knock me down in one fell swoop. However, his expectation was sealed with a simple Fudo Miyamoto Seal. He heard the firm "King Kong King" coming out of my mouth.
"Sattva Mantra", Miyamoto, who retreated to the ground, raised his eyebrows and asked unexpectedly: "Dong Mi Jiuyan, all those who are facing the battle are arrayed in front?"
The Nine-Character Mantra is the secret of the ultimate principles of heaven and earth, and has been passed down by Taoism, Buddhism, and Shamanism. What Miyamoto learned was Japanese Eastern Esotericism, while what I learned was the Jiuhui Mandala. The two are similar in general, but the subtleties are far apart.
. I ignored his questions, but kept replying, making calculations in my mind. Only then did I realize that after this melee, facing the number one master of the younger generation in Japan, who would win or lose would really matter.
It's a little hard to tell.
This guy saw my face changing constantly and knew that I was regaining my breath, so he didn't waste any time and rushed forward to attack. The shadows of his fists and legs were like a storm, falling with crackling sounds. I was not afraid, instead of fighting hard, the fight was quite lively for a while.
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As the time approached, I was not in a hurry, but Akamatsu Miyamoto became more and more impatient. He blocked several attacks, his face changed, and he slapped his pectoralis major. Suddenly, the crotch cloth squirmed, and two sounds sounded like it came from inside.
When the howl of vicissitudes of life came from the ancient wilderness, the whole world became a bit colder, and there was a feeling that the mountain rain was about to come and the wind filled the building.
This guy's whole body turned black, he was majestic, and his power was about to reach the sky. However, at this moment, a bell suddenly sounded from the quiet pavilion - clang, clang, clang, ten minutes have come, and the final election is over.