Chapter 105: Who gave you the guts to trample China? 2
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For a long time, countless martial artists in Huaxia had their eyes on the distant Lingnan Qingdu Port.
He waited patiently for the mysterious force that had disappeared to strike again.
Li Yueming walked out of his room when he was seventeen years old.
It was drizzling in Qingdu Harbor today.
The wind and rain at the port were slightly different from those inland. There was a salty and wet smell that blew on his face like a knife scraping bones.
Outside Li Yuemingâs courtyard.
A group of five or six-year-old children were playing around.
In the first half of the year, he had already let his cheap mother, Ye Nanyuan, and the others temporarily stay in the City Lordâs Mansion.
The soldiers on duty around them were also transferred away.
Today, the empty courtyard had become a childrenâs playground.
The child of Da Zhuangâs family next door was rolling on the ground. He was only two years old and had just learned to walk.
She was still babbling when she spoke.
A few children slightly older than him were playing poker with a tall, thin Western man.
The tall Western man was patiently introducing the rules of the poker game to the children.
After seeing Li Yueming leave.
The tall Western man distributed the cards to the children, then stood up and said with a smile,ââl didnât expect your house to be so simple!â
His Chinese was very authentic, and there wasnât much of a Western accent to it.
Li Yueming stroked his waist-length black hair and said in a bad mood,ââlf you have something to say, say it quickly. If you donât, then change the place to fight. Iâm still in a hurry to cut my hair!â
The Western man looked surprised. Arenât you curious about who I am?â
Hearing this.
âWhy should I know the name of a dead person?â Li Yueming glanced at him from head to toe.â
The Western man tilted his head and thought for a moment.
After a moment, he nodded seriously.â That seems to be the case. Then letâs find a place to start!ââ
Li Yueming didnât say much.
In a few moments, they arrived at the outskirts of Qingdu Port. Looking at the dozen or so Westerners who had followed them, he said,âLetâs do it here. Letâs see if itâs you guys fighting me alone or me fighting a group of you!â
The man in the suit wasnât in a hurry to act.
On the contrary, it made the surrounding group of Westerners take a few steps back.
He looked at Li Yueming in front of him and said with interest, âââ Iâm very curious as to why youâre able to receive the attention of God, and why he actually personally ordered me to personally bring you back to the Free State!â
Li Yueming thought for a while but didnât say anything.
Letâs not talk about whether the so-called God was a real God.
So what if he was a real god?
Could there be an existence more terrifying than the will of heaven and earth in this world?
Perhaps some high-latitude worlds with extremely high combat power would have them, but it was better to forget about such a martial arts plane. Taking ten thousand steps back, if there really was, then Li Yueming would admit defeat.
There was no nonsense.
Li Yueming took a step forward and kicked the tall foreignerâs face with one leg. He pulled out his long knife and slashed at the opponentâs ankle.
These two moves were very simple.
However, the more powerful and sharp the move, the simpler it was.
Li Yuemingâs move was fast, accurate, and ruthless. Ordinary martial arts grandmasters would probably die on the spot if he got close to them.
However, the tall Westerner took a step back as if he was at ease.
While avoiding Li Yuemingâs long blade, he raised an arm to block Li Yuemingâs kick.
Seeing that the attack had been neutralized.
Li Yueming did not continue to pester him. He immediately took two steps back and looked at the foreigner with a serious expression.
This guy.
In terms of physical strength, he was not much weaker than him.
And his realm was probably higher than his, at least an eighth-rank Fighting Emperor.
Although he had expected this.
However, after confirming that the opponent was the Queen of Combat, Li Yueming, he couldnât help but get excited.
Ever since his realm became higher and higher.
It had been a long time since he had met an opponent who was on par with him.
Usually, the first move would be a crushing blow. In front of ordinary martial artists, it was almost a dimensional reduction blow.
And this foreigner in front of him was a perfect whetstone for him to practice.
The two of them tested each other.
The tall Westerner swung his arm.
The warm smile on his face finally changed a little.
After sizing up Li Yueming, he said, âââ I finally know why God noticed you. Your existenceâŠltâs indeed a mutant!â
Li Yueming wasnât interested in listening to his riddles.
He pounced on it again.
The long blade slashed down in the air, so fast that the onlookers could only see an arc.
The tall Westernerâs expression also turned solemn.
He suddenly turned sideways to avoid Li Yuemingâs attack.
He stretched out his hands and then exerted a little force. A very strange-shaped boxing glove suddenly popped out from his fingertips.
It covered his entire palm and ten fingers.
The moment Li Yuemingâs long saber slashed down in front of him.
The tall Westerner shouted, âBreak!â!â
In the next second.
The boxing glove accurately hit Li Yuemingâs specially made long saber.
Clang!
The long saber in Li Yuemingâs hand was instantly reduced to half.
The force that came from his fingertips along the hilt almost made Li Yuemingâs long saber fall out of his hand.
Li Yueming took two steps back.
He then stabbed the broken saber into the ground.
Even though he had let go, the long saber was still trembling slowly. A moment later, it even broke inch by inch and turned into broken fragments on the ground..
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