Chapter Two Hundred and Eight: Calculated!

Keigo Yanagi, a talented martial artist and the youngest grandmaster in Japan, died in front of Lu Yu, and Lu Yu did not have the slightest smugness in his heart.

He closed his eyes and carefully felt the subtle feeling in his heart inspired by that war song.

The spirit of the dragon.

Under the blessing of this artistic conception, his martial arts realm, after forcibly rising to the innate realm, is constantly climbing, directly to the realm of martial arts and sub-saints with Dan Jin and harmony.

Then he can integrate the "Nine Styles of Turning the Heavens" and play the strongest combined attack technique of Chinese martial arts - the Heaven-Turning Seal!

A single blow killed Keigo Yanagi.

It's all crushing.

However, after making this upside down, that subtle artistic conception gradually faded.

His martial arts realm fell rapidly, and he was still stuck at the peak of dark energy, and he couldn't even step into it.

Lu Yu smiled bitterly.

The dragon's spirit was very strong, but after all, it was inspired by that battle song, and it was the martial arts fist intent of the countless martial artists present that were integrated and blessed on him, not by himself.

If it's not your own, of course you can't keep it.

But the benefits are naturally there, and they are great benefits.

At least there was a moment when he stood at that height and saw the scenery there.

With the peak realm of dark energy, he hit a punch that only a martial arts sub-saint could have made, who is so lucky except for him for such an opportunity?

There is no one before, and it is unlikely that there will be anyone who will come after.

At least after this time, he has a clear understanding of his future path.

The great man of chivalry is for the country and the people; Born as a dragon and bless your fellow citizens.

After this battle, he entered the innate path without hindrance.

He made up his mind to spend a year traveling around China, feeling the magnificence of rivers and mountains, looking for the spirit of the dragon, and casting his martial arts ideas.

You must be able to officially step into the innate world.

When he opened his eyes, the noisy sound of his surroundings came to his ears again.

"How...... How is it possible, how could Yanagi-kun die? ā€

"Yanagi-kun, you are the future myth of our fight against Japan, how can you lose?"

"It's over, the martial arts luck of Great Japan has been taken away by this kid, and in the next thirty years, I'm afraid that I won't be able to produce a martial saint in Japan."

The Japanese warriors in the audience, where there is still the slightest smugness, all have depressed faces, beat their chests, and wail.

"Haha, I'll just say, what kind of future myth of the Japanese martial arts world can be compared with our young marshal Jianghai?"

"yes, it's bullshit, jumping clown!"

"Young marshal, good job, I bet on you to win. Now Lao Tzu has made a lot of money. ā€

About two-thirds of the Chinese warriors were happy.

There is a small half, but the eyes have become a little gloomy, but the expression is still very blank, like a zombie, and he can't see the slightest mood swing, which is extremely strange.

Lu Yu adjusted his breathing and checked his status.

Very bad.

The body turned over and overturned, all the internal organs were injured, and at most thirty percent of the strength remained.

Fortunately...... The battle was won.

There are so many famous places in the southeast martial arts here as witnesses, and Zhao Changsheng can't help but admit it.

So...... It's time to reclaim your winning bets.

Ye Qingzhu came to the stage and helped him down, and after Lu Yu got off the stage, he waved his hand and said, "I can still walk." ā€

He looked at the young man wearing gold-rimmed glasses on the organizer, "I won this battle, right?" ā€

The young man said: "Of course, Yanagi Keigo is dead, Lu Shao, your side is two to one, you won this battle, the bet is 300 million, and after we take five percent of the fee, it will be directly transferred to your account." ā€

"That's not what I'm talking about." Lu Yu turned his head to look at Zhao Changsheng, "Zhao Lao Liu, according to the bet on the life and death form, since Lao Tzu won, you have to die here today." ā€

Zhao Laoliu's face was cloudy, and he gritted his teeth and looked at Sun Yuhu, "Sun Yaohu, kill Lu Yu!" ā€

As soon as this statement came out, the entire yacht deck was in an uproar.

"Zhao Lao Liu, what are you talking about, there are so many people watching here, you dare to pay the bills?"

"That is, do you understand the four words of willing to gamble and lose?"

"Do you dare to try to repay the debt, when these people are ornaments?"

Dozens of Huaxia martial artists looked at Zhao Changsheng angrily.

People in the rivers and lakes, keep their promises, they come here to watch the battle, in addition to participating in gambling boxing, learning to observe this peak duel, the most important thing is to maintain justice as witnesses.

Sun Aihu also frowned and said, "Sixth Shao, Sun is difficult to obey." ā€

Zhao Changsheng roared: "Sun Aihu, you are so bold, you dare to disobey my orders? ā€

Sun Yaohu said coldly: "My agreement with you is just to help you win this boxing match." Instead of being your Zhao family's house slave. ā€

"You ......" Zhao Changsheng sneered, "Sun Aihu, aren't you afraid that I will retaliate against you?" ā€

Sun Yaohu glanced at him coldly, simply closed his eyes and recuperated, turning a blind eye to his threat.

"Big brother...... Listen to the six less. Otherwise......" Sun Wenbao's face was a little ugly.

"Nonsense." Sun Aihu's eyes were cold, "Wen Leopard, how did you teach you as a brother?" As a martial artist, how can you not even have basic beliefs? ā€

"Big brother, can faith be eaten?" Sun Wenbao said suddenly.

"You...... Daring! ā€

Sun Sick's eyes widened, and he raised his hand to hit Sun Wenbao, but he suddenly snorted, his face became extremely pale, and he spit out a mouthful of blood. The color is dark red, with a hint of black.

"How...... What's going on? How could Mr. Sun Da get hurt? ā€

Many people exclaimed when they saw Sun Yaohu suddenly vomiting blood.

"Ouch-"

"Not good, poisoned!"

At this moment, many people also screamed, their faces turned pale, and black blood overflowed from the corners of their lips.

There were about 100 people present, and there were about 60 people who vomited blood, basically all of them were bets to buy Lu Yu to win, including several respected martial arts celebrities.

Lu Yu was startled, looking at Zhao Changsheng, his pupils shrunk.

It's over, it's been calculated.

His heart was spinning like lightning, and he didn't expect Zhao Laoliu to be so bold that he would dare to poison most of the martial artists in the southeast martial arts!

"Sun Aihu, there is a way in heaven that you don't go, there is no door in hell, you want to break in, you fucking have a look at this surnamed Lu, Lao Tzu has long seen that you are unhappy, the sympathy between warriors, bullshit! Today, you people have to die here! ā€

Zhao Changsheng's face was full of cruelty, and his eyes were blood-red.

And the remaining twenty or so martial artists who were not poisoned slowly moved behind Zhao Changsheng, pulled out their weapons, and their eyes were bloodthirsty.

"Brother Zhang, you ...... What do you mean by this, I have a lifelong friendship with you, with your character, how can you take refuge in a gentleman like Zhao Changsheng? ā€

"Brother Li, what do you want to do!"

"Brother Wang, you are the contemporary descendant of the Twelve Roads Bullet Leg, how could you take refuge in Zhao Changsheng!"

The poisoned Huaxia warriors had an unbelievable face, looking at the familiar faces on the other side, unable to believe that their friends and brothers who had lived for many years would be bought by Zhao Changsheng.

"They are not Chinese." Lu Yu stared at the group of people and said suddenly.

He was a very detail-oriented person, and in retrospect, he found a strange phenomenon.

The group of people on the other side, starting from the cruise ship, basically didn't talk much, and ...... Their expressions were all odd and stiff. c≔c≔

Eliminate all possibilities one by one, and the remaining one, no matter how unbelievable, is the truth.

Three words popped out of Lu Yu's mind.

"Transfiguration."

These more than 20 masters in the southeast area have already been killed.

They're another bunch of people pretending!

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