This commotion could be said to be the loudest since the Dao discussion.
"He … he really blocked it? Am I dreaming? "
"And he blocked it with one hand. Damn, is his left hand a Qilin arm?"
"Awesome. He blocked Miyamoto Hideyoshi's Katana with one hand, and it looks like he is unharmed."
"Haha, the Japanese guy is so arrogant. Aren't you disappointed in the young masters of the Bloodline Clan in China? Are you stupid?"
"Unbelievable. This is completely out of my expectation. But the descendant of the Li family did well."
Everyone knew about Miyamoto Hideyoshi's Katana. It was so powerful that many famous young masters had been defeated by it. In the past few days, the audience had the illusion that as long as Miyamoto used his Katana, his opponent would lose.
Some people had thought that the descendant of the Li family might be able to block the Katana. After all, he was the descendant of the Jiudao. But no one had thought that he could block it so easily. He could block the Katana of the Japanese swordsman with his bare body.
It was as if he had just raised his hand to block a small trick like the Katana.
He had indeed raised his hand!
For most of the nationalistic youths, the scene before them was undoubtedly a great way to vent their hatred.
Little Japanese, your father is still your father.
The people from the Bosch Group also cheered. They didn't say it, but they were actually worried about Li Xianyu.
The people of Bao Ze were well aware of the capabilities of the successor of the Li Family. Without using a cheat, he was up against a peak expert who could stand shoulder to shoulder with Dan Chenzi and Jiese. Many of his colleagues were even muttering in their hearts, "Don't get killed instantly." At least he had to endure a few more moves.
"He really blocked it. What's with his left hand?" Sakurai Yukinako took out a small notebook again. "His left hand is indestructible. It can be said to be the best defensive artifact. Its origin is unknown. Other effects: It is said that it has a special way of controlling women."
Although she had written the strategy carefully, Sakurai Yukinako didn't think that Li Xianyu could win. She had done all this just to win the favor of the descendant of the Li family and enter the enemy's ranks.
She had to admit that he was a very magical man.
Miyamoto Hideyoshi: "!!!"
His Katana Slash had been blocked by the man in front of him with just his arms. This was completely beyond his imagination. Ever since he had mastered the Katana Swordsmanship, no one had been able to block the sword intent that he had refined so easily.
The shock in his heart was indescribable.
Chi chi!
Electric arcs leaped around his body. Li Xianyu wasn't going to give him a chance to react. After blocking the Katana Slash, he cracked the arena with one foot and crashed into Miyamoto Hideyoshi's chest.
Vajra Warrior's specialty: Iron Mountain Lean!
Miyamoto Hideyoshi did not dare to underestimate him anymore. Since the other party could block his Sword Draw Slash, he was definitely an expert of the same level. He had already lost the initiative, so he decisively abandoned his Bamboo Blade and crossed his arms in front of his chest.
Miyamoto Hideyoshi was sent flying, his feet sliding several meters on the ground. He wanted to take this opportunity to distance himself from Li Xianyu, but Li Xianyu didn't give him the chance. The electric arcs around Li Xianyu instantly became more active, and at the same time, he opened his mouth and spat out several streams of Sword Qi to block Li Xianyu's path.
Like a sword, his fingers were dyed with a layer of golden light as he stabbed at Miyamoto Hideyoshi's chest.
Miyamoto Hideyoshi responded calmly. He raised his leg and kicked out a stream of Sword Qi, which clashed with Li Xianyu's sword fingers. At the same time, both his arms hit a certain spot. That invisible tentacle formed from Psyche Power was dispersed.
This move was learned from the tentacle monster. It could transform Psyche Power into tentacles. However, this was an acquired technique. The tentacle monster had learned it from years of experimentation. It was far from being as strong, thick, and tough as the tentacles formed from natural superpowers.
Li Xianyu's tentacles were as thick as a normal man's d * ck. It was quite useful for playing with women. I don't use d * ck to f * ck you, I use Psyche Power to f * ck you.
When facing an enemy, he had to pay attention to timing and surprise. Otherwise, it wouldn't be very useful.
Li Xianyu was like a piece of sticky candy, sticking to Miyamoto Hideyoshi and attacking crazily. He used all the moves he learned from the senior staff.
Miyamoto Hideyoshi's physical skills were not too strong. Compared to his swordsmanship, his close combat was only average. On the other hand, Li Xianyu's close combat was mastered by Thunder Zhanhime's punches and kicks. He also had Great-grandmother's guidance. In addition, although he was not proficient in it, he had a large number of moves.
The surrounding onlookers watched with great interest.
After fighting for half an hour, Miyamoto Hideyoshi became a little anxious. Even if he was not good at physical skills, he was still stronger than Li Xianyu. The true strength of the Li family's heir was much weaker than he had expected.
However, he clearly remembered that he had broken his opponent's ribs, sternum, and arm bones in the process of intense hand-to-hand combat. However, Li Xianyu became more and more courageous as he fought, completely ignoring his own injuries.
Miyamoto Hideyoshi deliberately showed an opening, allowing Li Xianyu to punch himself. He used the force to retreat, and at the same time, he reached out to grab one of the katanas on his back.
Halfway through the chase, Li Xianyu stopped in a panic, not daring to approach.
With the katana in hand, it was like Sun Wukong holding a metal rod. The aura was immediately different.
Li Xianyu quickly retreated. Miyamoto Hideyoshi quickly chased after him, his right hand gripping the katana's hilt tightly.
The katana in his hand was called Infant Sob!
During the Edo period, it was the last work of the famous swordsmithing master, Kimura Kojiro. In order to refine this katana, he sacrificed the blood essence of 200 infants and sealed their souls in the katana.
When the katana was unsheathed, it was accompanied by the cries of infants, containing the power of the gods and ghosts.
Kimura Kojiro had also been killed by Sword Sage Miyamoto Musashi because of this. The katana had been hidden in the Miyamoto family. When Miyamoto Hideyoshi left the Niten Ichi-ryū, his teacher had given it to him.
Miyamoto Hideyoshi, who held Infant Sob, could not be compared to the Bamboo Blade.
"Why is Li Xianyu running? Is he out of strength?"
"Don't. Just a little more and you can defeat Miyamoto Hideyoshi."
"It's different. Miyamoto Hideyoshi is going to use his katana. This time, it's not the Bamboo Blade."
The situation had reversed. The onlookers were anxious and nervous.
Thunder Zhanhime tightened her pants and stared nervously. She knew the significance of the Dao Discussion Conference to Li Xianyu. It was related to the promise of the Buddha's head. If it was just reputation, it would be fine. Thunder Zhanhime had never cared about fame and fortune. Her life experience had made her very open-minded about materialistic things (reasons to squander).
Her relationship with Li Xianyu had improved very quickly. Apart from going through trials and tribulations together, it was also because of their similar values. Li Xianyu was also a person who didn't care about money and fame. Otherwise, he wouldn't have allowed Great-grandmother to squander. Although he said that he didn't want it, his body was very honest. He still gave her the money that should be given.
Her five hundred thousand yuan and the one hundred thousand she promised to return proved this point.
Thinking of money, Thunder Zhanhime looked at Yukinako Sakurai beside her.
I should have played Texas Hold 'em yesterday, she thought.
Yukinako Sakurai lost 400,000 dollars last night. She cried her heart out, saying that half a year's worth of savings was gone. She still had to stay in China for a long time. In the future, she could only stay in five-star hotels and below. She couldn't eat watermelons to her heart's content. If she asked Little Grandpa for it, she would be scolded.
Dharmaraja pitied her and gave her a thick stack of meal vouchers. It was enough for her to eat free lunch at Bosch Restaurant for half a year.
He told her sincerely, "Don't play Texas Hold 'em with a bunch of old foxes. You don't have Great-grandmother by your side."
This girl was stupid and rich. Her expressions were all written on her face. She couldn't win against a bunch of "tacit" old foxes.
The two sides began a long standoff.
"Killing is forbidden at the Dao Discussion Conference, but I can't control myself. I'll give you a chance. You can admit defeat," Miyamoto Hideyoshi said seriously.
He didn't think that Li Xianyu could block his knife. It was like a human hand could block a wooden stick, but it couldn't block a knife.
"Bring it on. I can block it," Li Xianyu said.
Miyamoto Hideyoshi didn't say anything else. He pulled out Baby Sob from its sheath again. In an instant, the sound of a baby's crying filled the entire venue.
The crying could disturb one's mind. Many of the audience in the front row covered their ears in pain.
Amidst the piercing sound of the baby's crying, a sword intent so lonely that it could cut through time attacked Li Xianyu.
This sword intent was unprecedentedly powerful. No one had ever seen such a powerful sword intent. Even looking at it from afar, they felt as if a cold blade was placed on their necks, and their hair stood on end.
Even the spectators felt this way. Could the descendant of the Li family block this knife?
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