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Li Xianyu had seen many sharp-tongued women. They could say sharp and unkind words and shout at the top of their lungs, but none of them could compare to this damn girl from the island country in front of him.
She was always able to pinpoint the weakness of her opponent and stab them in the heart. Just like how she was able to accurately analyze the enemy's weakness, she was a terrifying girl who was unrivaled with the three of them.
As he waved his hand to summon Sanwu, Eric and the skinny monk began to fight in the arena.
The skinny monk did not move at all. His Qi sank into his Dantian, and a golden glow appeared on his dark skin. It was dazzling under the sunlight, as if he was the reincarnation of Buddha.
Buddhist secret technique: Indestructible Body of Vajra.
This divine ability was extremely profound, and it wouldn't lose out to those Blood Descendants who were naturally good at defense. It was equivalent to having another special ability.
The signature master of the Buddha's Vajra Divine Art was none other than Bosch's senior employee, Wang Lao Er. Wang Lao Er was famous for his hard body. This guy's Hard Body Technique was so freakish that there were almost no senior employees who could break through his defense.
The path of Qi Refinement had developed to this day, giving rise to many top-notch magical powers. It was precisely because of the existence of these magical powers that the bloodline descendants with mediocre abilities had the hope of shaking the world.
In ancient times, the division of strength in the Bloodline World was based on ability. Some people were born strong, while others were born weak. This is in accordance with the laws of nature. Just like how a newborn elephant could easily trample a mouse to death.
However, after the emergence of the Qi Cultivation Method, this natural state was gradually broken. Those with supernatural abilities that were not suited for combat, or those with innately weak supernatural abilities, also had the hope of dominating the world.
Everyone knew that the Buddha Head's cultivation was unparalleled and that he was the current Extreme Dao, but few people knew what the Buddha Head's special ability was. Before that, who would still remember the Demon Dao's Oblivion ability?
The weakness of the Invincible Vajra Body was that it was innately passive, slow, and afraid of poisonous gas. However, Eric ignored all of these weaknesses and chose to fight the skinny monk head-on.
Kacha!
Eric stepped on the hard marble ground and created a shallow pit. He was like a super sports car that was speeding at high speed. In the blink of an eye, he had crossed a distance of more than ten meters. The wind brought by his body lifted the monk's robes.
The skinny monk grunted softly and tightened his body's strength. He gritted his teeth so hard that his chewing muscles bulged. He was prepared to take this move head-on.
Eric punched the skinny monk in the lower abdomen, and the sound of metal colliding rang out in the arena.
The skinny monk was sent flying by the punch. He flew out horizontally and crashed into the wall, scaring the two contestants on the other side of the wall.
Instant kill!
Gasps could be heard from the audience.
The skinny monk was definitely not weak. His Invincible Vajra Divine Art had reached a certain level of maturity, so it was not surprising that he was defeated. It was just that no one expected him to be instantly defeated by a single punch.
Li Xianyu shrunk his neck. "Holy shit, is this guy that fierce?"
Li Xianyu suspected that he would not be able to dodge the collision just now. Although he would not be as miserable as the skinny monk, his skin was thicker and he could take a beating.
Somewhere in the audience, a young man with two swords on his back squinted his eyes in the Japanese team. "Eric is still so strong. His combat skills are even stronger than the year before."
The middle-aged man beside him commented, "It's easy to break if you're too strong. Blindly being strong will become his biggest shackle. Don't worry, Miyamoto-kun. In a few years, you will leave Eric behind. "
"I've fought with Eric a few times. He has already lost his battle value. My goal in coming to China this time is to find a stronger opponent. Jiese and Dan Chenzi can barely be my opponents. It's a pity that the two opponents I value the most are not here. The rising star of China's Blood Descendants, Li Peiyun, is said to have inherited the teachings of Wang Chen. His Three Talents Sword Art is known as the Three Blade Stream by the people over there. It's an invincible technique. I want to compete with him to see if my Dual Blade Stream is stronger or his Three Blade Stream is stronger. "
Wang Chen was very popular in Japan. Wang Chen was an extreme dao among extreme daos. Moreover, he was pro-Japanese back then and worked for the Imperial Army. Therefore, he was very popular in Japan's Blood Descendants.
"Do you guys know that Wang Chen almost destroyed the entire Dao? He was a warrior of our Imperial Army during World War II."
"If Priest Wang Chen had entered the extreme dao earlier, the history of our war in China during World War II would have been rewritten."
"He's practically the number one expert in China for the past 500 years. He's a warrior of Japan."
Many years after the end of World War II, Wang Chen's history was dug up and his story began to spread. Therefore, he became one of the most popular figures in Japan's Blood Descendants in the past 200 years.
The reason was the same as the ridiculous rumor that spread on the internet many years ago, 'Hitler was helped by a couple in China and wanted to share the world with China when he was down and out'.
Think about it, a top expert who once dominated an era was a warrior of the Imperial Army when he was young. This was even more f * cking exciting than having sex.
Li Peiyun was a descendant of Wang Chen, and he was also the leader of a cult in China's Blood Descendants. Japanese people were very happy about this. After Li Peiyun became famous, he quickly became popular in Japan.
Miyamoto Hideyoshi's second opponent was the big boss of Bosch. He was a new expert who had been living in seclusion for the past few years. He was the target of every ambitious young man.
"Two years ago, he was already half a step into the extreme dao. I wonder if he's reached the extreme dao realm now," Miyamoto Hideyoshi muttered.
Half a step into the extreme dao was not scary. Experts like them, who stood at the top of their generation, basically had the strength of a super S class. They could even fight a half step into the extreme dao for a few rounds. Half a step into the extreme dao, although it was only half a step, was worlds apart from the true extreme dao. There was no way to compare it.
"It's not that easy. Even if he's known as the most terrifying genius in the Blood Descendants, it's impossible for him to reach the peak of the extreme dao in just two years. There are only a few extreme daos in the world, but there are many who are half a step into the extreme dao. Countless geniuses have been stuck at half a step into the extreme dao their entire lives, "the middle-aged man said.
Miyamoto Hideyoshi nodded. "It's a pity I can't meet him. Otherwise, I'd know. Among this generation of China's young people, there are no more than five who can be my opponent. This great country is disappointing. "
Although there were many experts in China, Miyamoto Hideyoshi considered himself to be at the peak of his age group.
This meant that this generation of young experts was not inferior to neighboring countries with a population of more than a billion. In recent years, the Blood Descendants in Japan had been criticizing themselves. In Miyamoto Hideyoshi's opinion, those people were all idiots.
China had a population of more than a billion, while Japan only had a little more than a hundred million. There was a difference of more than ten times, but the top experts of the younger generation were no less than China. There were two women from the Aoki and Sakurai families who could barely stand shoulder to shoulder with him, and there were two others like him. On the other hand, in China, there were no more than ten young experts of this level.
The difference was not more than two times, but the difference in population was more than ten times. In terms of the number of elites, Japan had won.
The subtitles rolled, and two names popped up: Miyamoto Hideyoshi vs. Shentu Junyan
.....
"Let me introduce you. She's San No, one of the Ten Gods of Bosch. She's a super expert in the top thirty of the Blood Descendants list." Li Xianyu put his arm around San No's shoulder, intimately.
Now that they were familiar with each other, San No was willing to take advantage of him.
"I know. Our family has collected information on the ten S-Grades of Bosch," Sakurai Yukinako said. "San No, originally an A-Grade killer of the Ancient God. Her combat level is below average among the S-Grades, and she's the third last among the Ten Gods of Bosch. But her ability is a rare SS-grade ability: Precision Strike. This ability directly made her a top S-Grade, and assassination is the correct way to use it. "
"Your Sakurai family has a thorough understanding of Bosch." Li Xianyu hugged San No's shoulder, thinking, "San No, she's exposing your shortcomings. Quick, use your passive ability: Mobile Taunt Machine."
"It's just some public information," Sakurai Yukinako said. "In terms of close combat level, I should be on par with her, but hand-to-hand combat is not the correct way to use it."
Your correct way to use it is RBQ.
After saying that, she noticed San No was staring at her. "What's wrong?"
San No said with a serious expression, "I've seen you before."
Sakurai Yukinako denied, "You remember wrong. I didn't meet you for the first time."
San No said, "No, I've definitely seen you before, but I can't remember."
Sakurai Yukinako's heart skipped a beat. "Is that so? Think about it carefully."
She stopped talking and lowered her head to eat her watermelon.
Yukinako's expression was as steady as an old dog, but she was panicking inside. They had indeed met before. She broke Shen Meng's arm with one shot, causing Li Xianyu to fall off the building. But as a ninja, she had to wear a mask properly.
This woman, whose expression was as cold as ice, actually had such a strong intuition?
Oh no, should I run? If I'm recognized, I'll definitely be forced out a hundred times by the descendants of the Li family, and then be decapitated in public.
Li Xianyu didn't know about Yukinako's rich inner thoughts. He was eating his watermelon when his attention fell to the arena again. Shentu Junyan of the Seven Men Gang had entered.
It was best for the Seven Men Gang to be brothers on the surface. Otherwise, he would have to be wary of those guys playing dirty tricks in the dark. These brothers came from different families. They might be friends, but they might not be close. After all, their identities were there, and there were too many benefits involved.
.....
"Shentu Shentu, I love you …"
"Shentu is always the most handsome …"
Shentu Junyan's handsome entrance was filled with cheers. He was dressed in a clean and tidy martial arts suit. He was tall and handsome, and under the bright sunlight, his whole body seemed to radiate brilliance.
This guy wasn't here for a duel, but for a concert.
Miyamoto Hideyoshi slowly entered the arena. He was wearing a retro baggy pants and a robe. He wasn't wearing wooden clogs, but a pair of thick military boots. Compared to Shentu Junyan, Miyamoto Hideyoshi, who had ordinary features and a thick body, looked like a farmer from the countryside … No, a fisherman by the sea.
"Bamboo blade?" Shentu Junyan's gaze landed on the samurai's right hand. He had two katanas on his back, but he was holding a bamboo blade in his hand.
"Miyamoto Hideyoshi!" Miyamoto Hideyoshi bowed slightly and bowed politely.
Shentu Junyan was stunned. "Shentu Junyan." He frowned and said, "Drawing your blade and giving it your all is the greatest respect for your opponent."
He was unhappy to see the samurai fight with him with a wooden blade. Due to his identity, he suppressed his anger. If it was any other time, he would have cursed, "Idiot, go to hell."
He would have pounced on him.
Miyamoto Hideyoshi said bluntly, "When I draw my sword, there will be blood. No one can block my sword. From a long time ago, I began using Bamboo Blade to meet my enemies. You're not worthy of my sword. "
Shentu Junyan was furious. "Do you think you're Dugu Qiubai?"
Li Xianyu remembered the book "Chrysanthemum and the Blade". The book said that the Japanese were a contradictory people. They were humble and arrogant, and they felt inferior and conceited. Miyamoto Hideyoshi displayed this to the fullest.
"Using the bamboo blade to defeat Shentu Junyan? This Japanese guy really knows how to brag. "
"Miyamoto Hideyoshi is very powerful. I have a friend who is studying in Japan. Miyamoto Hideyoshi seems to be an outstanding Japanese youth."
"You make it sound like our Shentu is weak. How can an outstanding Japanese youth compare to our country?"
"Finish him, Shentu oppa. All the best."
"All the best!"
Hearing the suddenly excited cheers of the audience, Miyamoto Hideyoshi asked, "Are you famous? So many girls are cheering for you. Oh, are you a son of the Shentu family? "
Shentu Junyan smiled confidently. "Can I draw my blade now?"
Miyamoto Hideyoshi shook his head. "I'll only use one strike. If you can take it, I'll draw my blade."
Audience, Shentu family camp.
Shentu Changgong squinted his eyes. "Miyamoto Hideyoshi?"
The middle-aged man beside him said, "Father, he's a famous wandering swordsman of this generation in Japan. He studied under one of the three big schools of Japan, the North Star One-blade Style. Later, he was expelled for secretly learning sword techniques. By chance, he became a disciple of the Two Days One-blade Style. He was very active in the Japanese world a few years ago, but in recent years, there have been no records of him fighting. His katana is very powerful, and it focuses on killing in one strike. He has enough explosive power, but not enough stamina. "
"Is that all?" Shentu Changgong asked.
"There's too little time. We won't be able to find anything more." The middle-aged man said.
"Yes, that's enough. With Hideyoshi's strength, he should be able to give it a try." Shentu Changgong said, "Winning or losing doesn't matter. It's mainly about training. This Miyamoto Hideyoshi is young and full of vigor. I don't think his sword cultivation is too high."
The bald referee looked at his watch. "Ready — begin!"
Shentu Junyan took a step forward, and an incredible scene happened. His real body did not move, and another Shentu Junyan appeared on the stage. The second Shentu Junyan took another step forward, and three appeared. When he took the seventh step, he was right in front of Miyamoto Hideyoshi. At this moment, there were seven Shentu Junyens on the stage.
Screams and cheers came from the audience. The women were extremely excited. Every time they saw the Shentu family's superpower, it was a shocking visual impact.
The seventh Shentu Junyan had a long blade in his hand, and he slashed down without any hesitation. Miyamoto Hideyoshi's hand that was holding the Bamboo Blade moved, but he held it back and jumped back to avoid the blade.
The Bamboo Blade in his hand clearly did not have a scabbard, but he held it by his side like a normal katana. It was as if the Bamboo Blade in his hand was a real blade. However, those who knew the ropes knew that this was the starting stance of the Japanese Sword Technique.
Also known as Sword Drawing Slash, when a samurai's blade was unsheathed, it would either kill the enemy or himself. It was just one move.
"The Shentu family's superpower?" This was Li Xianyu's first time seeing the Shentu family's superpower. "Aren't these clones? Seven clones. I don't know why, but I remember a famous children's song."
"It's an ability that's more advanced than clones. Ordinary clones are just a smokescreen, but the Shentu family's clones are different. The real body can be hidden in any of the clones, so every clone is the real body." Thunder Zhanhime said, "If you encounter someone from the Shentu family, you must remember one thing. When seven blades slash at you, you can't think of it as six are fake and one is real. Instead, you must understand that all seven blades are real. This is because the real body can freely switch between all the clones. If you can't dodge one of the blades, that blade will be the real one. Miyamoto Hideyoshi sensed it, so he held back and didn't make a move. He knew that if he could block it, it wouldn't be the real body. If he didn't block it, it would be the real body. So he chose to hide. "
The long-legged beauty took the opportunity to snatch the melon seeds back and even took half of Yukinako's watermelon. "The Shentu family was born of bandits. There's a very interesting legend in their family. I don't know if it's true or not, but just treat it as a story. During the Opium War at the end of the Qing Dynasty, the Shentu family joined the Boxers to resist the Eight-Nation Alliance. They only used fifty clansmen to create an army of more than a thousand righteous soldiers, scaring off the French army. "
"It's fake." Great-grandmother suddenly said, "I've never heard of any Shentu family, nor have I seen such a superpower."
There was probably no one in the world who had a greater right to speak about that period of history than her.
Thunder Zhanhime was enlightened. "So it's fake. It's the same trick that Emperor Gaozu of Han used to slay the white snake. Heh heh."
It could also be considered as exposing a historical lie.
In the arena, after a short chase, seven Shentu Junyans surrounded Miyamoto Hideyoshi. Each Shentu Junyan was holding a blade in his hand. Miyamoto Hideyoshi was trapped in the middle with no way out. He closed his eyes like a trapped beast in despair.
From the beginning to the end, the powerful Japanese swordsman didn't even use his sword.
"He gave up?"
"What? He made it sound so powerful, but he's just an idiot."
"He didn't even use his sword. I, the Great Shentu, am too powerful."
The audience's enthusiasm was high. The battle was easier and smoother than they had expected.
Seven blades fell.
At this moment, an extremely pure sword intent rushed out from the forest of blades. There was no longer such a stunning sword intent in the world. It was so lonely that it seemed to have cut off time.
The six clones shattered like illusions. Shentu Junyan's real body froze on the spot. The blade in his hand was about to fall, but a bamboo blade was pressed against his throat.
"I said, I'll only use one sword," Miyamoto Hideyoshi said calmly.
Shentu Junyan's face was ashen.
"How did you do it?" Shentu Junyan murmured.
"The Great Dao is simple. The stronger a person is, the purer they are. The stronger a person is, the simpler they are. Your fancy superpower is meaningless. I didn't say that. You China people said it yourselves. "
"You're weaker than I thought," Miyamoto Hideyoshi said mockingly. That wasn't enough. He slapped Shentu Junyan's face with his bamboo blade and knocked him to the ground. "The loser doesn't have the right to stand."
Miyamoto Hideyoshi held the bamboo blade and looked at the audience. "The young masters of China are weaker than I thought."
The audience was silent.
I'll set a small goal first.
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