Wang Xiaoshi has actually been watching on the sidelines for a long time, but Li Mingjun and Sakata Motoichi will meet good talents and chess opponents, which is simply an unavoidable opportunity for all martial artists, and they will not make a move at the moment, and they will watch a good show on the sidelines.

He watched Li Mingjun use a big Sumeru palm with a brilliant hand, so wonderful that he couldn't help nodding his head again and again, and when he was satisfied, Koizumi Chuichi attacked Li Mingjun, disturbing Wang Xiaoshi's interest in watching the play, and suddenly became angry in his heart, so he took action to teach Koizumi Chuyi.

"You, are you Your Excellency Wang Xiaoshi?"

Xiaoquan Chuyi looked at Wang Xiaoshi's lazy smile, remembered the person on the intelligence, his heart sank, and he asked tentatively.

Wang Xiaoshi smiled, his eyes lit up, and he looked at Koizumi Hatsuichi condescendingly: "Are you the shadow stream Koizumi Hatsuichi?" Hehe, after learning a little bit of Chinese martial arts, I came here to sè, and I was not afraid of being embarrassed! ”

"Nonsense, the shadow stream was created by me personally, and what does it have to do with Huaxia martial arts?"

Koizumi immediately roared, and as soon as he was excited, a mouthful of blood spurted out again.

Wang Xiaoshi scoffed and shook his head disdainfully: "This is your martial arts spirit, always self-righteous and arrogant, you dare to say that you haven't learned the Tianluo steps of the five masters of the Huaxia Natural Gate Du Xin?" ”

Koizumi Chuyi roared angrily, and jumped like thunder: "Who is Du Xinwu, I don't know, bastard, I'm going to kill you." ”

While speaking, the figure of Koizumi Hatsuichi, like a ghost, floated up from the dirt pit, showing the long knife behind his back, and the figure flickered, and the shadow was divided into two, and it was divided into four, four into eight, and eight identical Koizumi Hatsuichi rushed towards Wang Xiaoshi.

Wang Xiaoshi grinned, and suddenly his body shook, and it was the same as Xiaoquan Chuyi, his body was divided into two, two into four, and four into eight, and eight Wang Xiaoshi, who was smiling, stood in different directions, and looked at Xiaoquan Chuyi mockingly: "Xiaoizumi, do you have the ability to cut it?" ”

"Bastard!"

Koizumi Chuyi's eyes widened, and he looked at the eight identical Wang Xiaoshi in shock, and roared incredibly: "Impossible, this is the secret of my shadow flow, how can you"

"Bullshit, let you see the real Tianluobu!"

The shadows of the eight Wang Xiaoshi gradually faded, Wang Xiaoshi smiled, his figure moved again, and the eight figures separated again, becoming sixteen figures, surrounding Xiaoquan Chuyi, and said happily: "This kind of garbage body method is originally a shit body method used by my three-year-old child in China, and you pick it up like a baby, and create your own sect, phew, shameless!" ”

Looking at the figure of Wang Xiaoshi all over the sky, Xiaoquan Chuyi collapsed, the long knife in his hand fell under his feet with a bang, and he looked at Wang Xiaoshi who was wandering in the air with dull eyes, and muttered: "Impossible, impossible, I have devoted my life to the study of shadow flow, and I can only pull out eight phantoms, how can you?"

Koizumi Hakuichi is different from Sakata Motoichi in that he is a pure martial artist, and he has spent his whole life studying speed and strength, and how to carry forward the shadow gate.

Since he was fifteen years old, he has practiced martial arts like an ascetic, does not drink, does not get close to women, breaks off love, and studies the core techniques of the Shadow Gate day and night.

When Koizumi was forty years old, he finally defeated the Hokkaido martial arts master in a row with the shadow flow technique, and became a great master of the founding school, and was admired by thousands of people.

Compared to strength and fist skills, although the shadow flow is not weak, but Koizumi Hakuichi knows that he can't compete with the top masters, but when it comes to speed and phantom, Koizumi Hakuichi proudly believes that it is impossible for a master to compete with him.

However, this almost invincible belief collapsed at this moment, and Wang Xiaoshi, a special soldier from Huaxia, perfectly showed an almost ghostly speed in front of him.

When he was 20 years old, Koizumi was already able to turn one into two, using the deception of the human eye to conjure up two identical figures, and at the age of 30, he was already able to turn two into four, and at the age of forty, he finally succeeded in turning four into eight, and no matter how hard he tried, it was difficult to make a little progress.

Koizumi Hakuichi proudly believes that he has stood at the pinnacle of this mental method!

However, the sixteen figures of the person in front of him almost child's play proved how ridiculous and funny his arrogance was.

It's like a frog in a well, thinking that his world is wide enough and boundless, but when he jumps out of the well, he finds that the world outside is thousands of times bigger than the dry well where he lives!

Koizumi felt that he was the stupid frog!

Wang Xiaoshi's sixteen figures gradually faded away, this thing looked at the stunned Koizumi Chuyi, and the exuberant performance was bursting again, and he smiled: "Look at it, I'll give you another unique job, don't be scared to death." ”

As he spoke, sixteen figures changed rapidly, and after a dazzling swim, Koizumi Hatsuichi's head buzzed, his eyes turned black, and his throat was dry, and he was horrified to find that Wang Xiaoshi's figure was actually split again, turning into thirty-two identical Wang Xiaoshi, and everyone looked at him with a look of shame.

"Oh my God, I must be dreaming"

As soon as Koizumi chanted, his eyes suddenly straightened, like a piece of wood, and he fell backwards, just falling into the deep pit of the "big" shape.

He was stunned!

The elated Wang Xiaoshi suddenly snorted, and scolded unwillingly: "Grandma is a bear, a coward, so I'm scared to death, don't pretend to be dead, Lao Tzu is a god who pretends to be dead, and when it comes to pretending to be dead, he is more professional than you." ”

On the other side, Li Mingjun has completely occupied the initiative, exhausted Sakata Genichi's strength, and the slow-swallowing Great Sumeru palm has become a fierce and unparalleled Baji Fist at this moment, with fists and feet like giant axes opening mountains, like hammers and chisels, fists like thunder, feet like dragons swinging tails, mighty and furious.

Sakata Moto's oil ran out, where could he stop Li Mingjun's young fist, but he also fought for his life, didn't let a single step, and fought hard, but the fist was messy, the frame was unstable, and the defeat was decided.

"Bang!"

Li Mingjun kicked sideways, Sakata Moto's hands were one, but his body was shocked and staggered back three steps, his blood-red eyes widened, he screamed, and pounced again, all of which ended up together.

"Hmph, look at you, an old brute, you can still pick me up a few tricks!"

Li Mingjun snorted in his nose and said coldly, seeing Sakata Motoichi swooping straight into his middle palace with both palms regardless of his life, he took a step forward at the moment, circled his arms, and twisted Sakata Motoichi's arms.

Hearing only a few clicks, Sakata Motoichi's two arm bones were shattered inch by inch by Li Mingjun's fierce and unparalleled strength, and he couldn't help screaming and staggering back.

Roar!

Li Mingjun burst out, his legs were linked with mandarin ducks, and he caught up with Sakata Genichi in the air, like a windmill, and in the blink of an eye, at least seventeen or eighteen legs kicked Sakata Monichi's chest.

The huge force made Sakata Genichi's body like a kite with a broken string, and he fell out, and with a pop, a bloody branch pierced out of his lower abdomen, nailing him to the branch of an ancient coniferous tree seven or eight meters away.

Sakata Genichi's chest had been kicked and collapsed, his sternum was completely shattered, and the broken stab pierced into his heart, killing him in an instant, after all, the dark master was flesh and blood, and his internal organs were still the same weak.

Li Mingjun fell from the air lightly, like a javelin in the yellow sand, nailed straight to the ground, and after a big battle, his expression was not tired, but more sharp and cold.

"Yes, Mingjun, with this battle as a background, if you go back and learn more, maybe you will have a chance to enter the level of chemical strength."

Wang Xiaoshi applauded lightly and gave a thumbs up appreciatively, and Li Mingjun suddenly knelt on the ground: "If it weren't for the chief instructor's teachings, how could Mingjun have achieved such a journey, great kindness, there is no way to repay it, please accept my three bows!" ”

Knock knock!

Before Wang Xiaoshi could react, Li Mingjun knelt on the ground and kowtowed three times, Wang Xiaoshi hurriedly stretched out his hand to help: "I understand your excitement, but a handsome person like me, why do you kowtow, if you really want to thank me, just send me ten or eight beauties, don't worry, I will laugh and accept them one by one." ”

Those who learn martial arts are not disgraced, and their character may be divided into good and evil, but the backbone of never bowing their heads is shared by everyone.

After Li Mingjun defeated Sakata Monichi, he stepped into the ranks of first-class masters, and he was excited, and he really couldn't express the gratitude in his heart, so he took the highest etiquette of a martial artist and served Wang Xiaoshi as his teacher, but when he heard his nonsense, he couldn't help but be stunned and looked at Wang Xiaoshi blankly.

Wang Xiaoshi laughed and patted him on the shoulder: "Why do you look at me like this, although you are very handsome, but I am an honest and pure person, I only like beautiful women, we are brothers, what is there to thank you for, let's go, I don't know how Shi Ming and them are doing?" ”

Li Mingjun knew that the chief instructor treated him as a brother, and his heart suddenly warmed, and he was also a lot less restrained, and pointed to the unconscious Koizumi Chuichi: "What about this guy?" ”

Wang Xiaoshi sighed: "Spare him, he is different from Sakata Motoichi, just a poor frog." ”

Li Mingjun listened to the chief instructor's strange words, and he didn't quite understand, nodded, followed Wang Xiaoshi, and dived into the jungle.

Quietly in the jungle, an ant got into Koizumi Hatsuichi's nostrils, he sneezed, woke up leisurely, and saw Sakata Motoichi hanging on the branches, who had already lost his breath, couldn't help sighing, all thoughts were lost, and muttered: "In this world, it is really worthy of being a legendary god to be able to practice martial arts to such a realm." ”

He laughed miserably twice and muttered, "Now, what should I do?" Where do I go? Hey, Shadow Flow, Shadow Flow"

He walked around the jungle a few times like a walking corpse, his eyes gradually lit up, and he muttered: "There is an ancient saying in the Chinese people that it is okay to die at the end of the day when you hear the Tao, since the Tao is in China, why do I still care about the empty reputation and etiquette?" Yes, find him! ”

He looked resolute, as if he had made up his mind in some way, and strode into the depths of the jungle.

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