Chapter 69: Accidentally Reversed the Version?(Please Read It!)
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He looked at the curator who was still twitching on the ground.
...
All the martial artists and Westerners in the surroundings had their brains short-circuited for several minutes.
It could only be said that everything happened too quickly.
From the beginning of the battle to the moment the head lost his fighting strength.
The whole process took less than three minutes.
The fierce battle that everyone thought was going to happen did not happen.
Li Yueming didnât make any extra movements except for one punch and two kicks.
But it was just like this.
However, he had ended the battle with just one punch and two kicks.
Countless martial artists who had followed them were stunned for a long time.
In the end, there was a loud cheer.
At this moment, Li Yueming had already transformed from a demon god to a Martial Dao Perfected Lord in their eyes.
It brought them a long-lost light of hope.
In just a short year.
The western Gokudo fighting technique had always been a knife hanging on the necks of all the martial artists around Qingdu Port.
It was so heavy that they could not breathe.
If it was just a simple defeat, then forget it.
After all, it was not embarrassing to lose.
However, what made them most desperate was that compared to the martial arts of Great Xia, the fighting techniques of the West and the baptism of the scriptures of the Missionaries seemed to be much more advanced than martial arts.
The abilities that they were so proud of were not worth mentioning in front of the foreigners.
The Great Xia Dynastyâs martial arts, which had been at its peak for hundreds of years, seemed to be unable to keep up with the times.
This was what made them feel the most defeated and hopeless.
But at this moment.
Li Yuemingâs powerful performance was like a shot in the arm for all the martial artists.
He had not lost in martial arts.
At the very least, there were still young people who could easily defeat
Westerners with martial arts.
The Chinese martial artists cheered.
Many people were in tears.
He wished he could roar into the sky.
In contrast.
The foreigners in the combat hall were relatively silent.
He looked at the dojo master who was lying on the ground.
Many Westerners looked dazed.
Obviously.
They did not expect that among the Chinese martial artists that they had always looked down on, there would be a monster like Li Yueminq.
Although the method of victory was slightly despicable.
However, Li Yuemingâs shocking strength and sharp judgment during the battle were still enough to shock the world.
In the silence.
Many Westerners could not help but take a few steps back.
Even the director was killed by Li Yueming.
How could they still have the courage to continue attacking Li Yueming?
HoweverâŠ
Li Yueming didnât look relaxed.
After making sure that the curator on the ground had completely lost his combat strength, he was stunned.
Li Yueming didnât even dare to attack.
Instead, he fixed his gaze on the black-robed old man who was still sitting not far away and reading a book.
She seemed to have sensed his gaze.
The old man raised his head and looked at the dojo master lying on the ground.
She adjusted the silver glasses on her nose bridge.
Interesting,â he said with some interest. â I didnât expect there to be such an anomaly like you in the declining Huaxia Martial Arts.âââ
Li Yueming looked at the old man warily.
And the book in the old manâs hand.
The reason why he did not hesitate to use underhanded methods to end the battle as soon as possible was to prevent the old man and the head from working together.
Now, he had successfully dealt with the director.
The worst-case scenario would not happen.
However, compared to the Gokudo Combat Manager, who only knew physical attacks.
This old bishop from the Western Europe was actually the source of Li Yuemingâs pressure.
The other party held a book called the original Bible in his hands.
Although it was only one page.
However, the old man could also use it to mobilize a portion of the laws of heaven and earth to launch an attack.
This kind of method was an existence that only Martial Saints could come into contact with among martial artists.
For Li Yueming, who was only a Martial Master, this was undoubtedly a blow that exceeded the scope of the rules.
Fortunately, Li Yueming himself had some knowledge of the scriptures.
He had mastered a certain amount of excessive attack methods.
OtherwiseâŠ
He had probably packed his things and ran away by now.
She felt his vigilant gaze.
The bishop smiled.â Young man, you donât have to be so nervous. We, the Holy Fire Missionaries, are not going to be your enemies!âââ
Seeing this.
Li Yueming did not let down his guard and said,ââlf thatâs the case, then please remove your hand from the page!â Hearing this.
The old man was surprised.
The Holy Fire Missionary had always kept a low profile.
As a martial artist, how did Li Yueming know his attack method?
He thought about it.
The bishop finally withdrew his hand from the scripture and said, âââAsk your friends to leave. How about the two of us have a private chat?â
Seeing this situation.
The hostility on Li Yuemingâs face lessened slightly.
He restrained the murderous aura on his body and dismissed the disciples following behind him.
Li Yueming took a few steps forward and said cheerfully, âââThereâs an old saying in Chinaâs Central Plains. Isnât it also said that friends come from afar?
Welcome to our Central Plains!â
The bishop was a little confused by his words.
Friends from afar.
The bishop was not stupid enough to believe such bullsh * t.
Li Yueming was getting closer and closer.
The bishop recalled Li Yuemingâs previous death of his legs and couldnât help but reveal a serious expression.ââLittle friend, your behavior is undoubtedly a challenge to my patience!â
As a missionary.
A bishopâs combat power did not lie in himself.
Instead, it was about the understanding of the scriptures in his hands.
Therefore, he had no choice.
Once a martial artist of Li Yuemingâs level got close to him.
Without the time to use the scriptures, the bishop was almost like an ordinary person waiting to be killed.
Seeing that the sneak attack had failed.
Li Yueming could only rub his nose and laugh, âââ1 canât help it, I canât help it, hahaha!â
The bishop glanced at him and moved his butt back a few inches.
âIâm very curious. How did you achieve all of this?ââ
After thinking for a while, Li Yue Ming said honestly,âThere doesnât seem to be anything special. If he had to say itâŠPerhaps the physiques of people were different?â
The bishop obviously did not believe a single word.â The decline of martial arts is the guidance of God. A new era is about to arrive. Someone like you should not appear!â
Hearing this.
Li Yueming pondered for a moment.
His mind suddenly cleared up.
The so-called Godâs guidance.
Could it be that this worldâs will is playing tricks?
The decline of martial arts meant that a new era was about to arrive.
Could it be that this planet was in the midst of a Sequence change?
Thinking of this, Li Yueming suddenly felt that many things could be explained in an instant.
Damn it.
No wonder Fu Xiaorou could not achieve much in martial arts no matter how much she cultivated.
Previously, he had always thought that he had mistaken the chosen one.
But now, it seemed like he was the only one.
In fact, Fu Xiaorouâs destiny was not on the path of cultivating martial arts at all.
According to the original trajectory of fate.
Fu Xiaorou and her classmates would probably be sold to the Free State.
Then, he would stay in the Free State to develop.
soâŠ
It was equivalent to the game designer changing the game version while playing the game.
Added and strengthened new heroes.
Li Yueming was holding the Sewer Hero that had been deleted in the reverse version. What he wanted to do was to use this Sewer Hero to beat up the enhanced designerâs son.
F * Ck.
What should be said or not, the challenge was full!
Looking at the doubt in the bishopâs eyes,
I donât know.â Li Yueming shook his head.â I canât explain your problem. Even if I could, do you think I would tell you?ââ
The bishop was not surprised to hear this.
I know what you mean, but I can only guarantee that the Holy Fire Missionaries in Qingdu Port will leave. As for the Missionaries in other ports and citiesâŠâ Thatâs not up to me to decide!â
After saying that.
The white-haired bishop sighed.
He staggered away.
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