Chapter 39: Withering (II)

Jiang Liu took the lives of the three martial arts masters and headed in the direction of Ba Liming, and he was not careful about Ba Liming's safety.

Without using his vitality, Ba Liming's strength is stronger than Zhijiang Liu, and since he can escape assassination, Ba Liming is naturally not afraid.

At this time, the hut where Ba Liming lived was like a ruin after an earthquake, collapsed and collapsed, shattered and shattered. And Ba Liming was standing on the ruins with a pair of bloody fists, and two corpses were lying in front of him.

"You're faster than me, and it seems that your strength has improved again. ”

With a shake of his palm, Ba Liming shook off the blood on his hand, and then said: "These two people hold Dan's strength, but unfortunately they met me." Judging by their age, they must be boxers who participated in the war of aggression against China, and now they are dying in our hands, this is providence. My fist intent is 'the emperor star is shaking, the world is opposed, the mountains and rivers are shaking', if I was born in that era, the fist intent will be even stronger. It's a pity that now that the world is peaceful, my fist intent has not improved for thirty years. ”

Jiang Liu said: "Lao Ba, your ability has almost reached the peak, and one more step is 'seeing God is not bad', and your strength in the global world should be in your hands!"

"It's not the strongest, are you sure there's anyone stronger than me?"

Ba Liming is not conceited, but he is still very confident in his own strength.

"Yes, there is a Tang Zichen in Nanyang, who has reached the realm of 'the way of sincerity and can be foreseen', maybe the physical strength is not as good as you, but it is impossible for you to defeat her!"

Ba Liming nodded and said, "I have heard of this woman, she feels danger and avoids it, and she is born invincible. And he is only in his thirties, and his strength may be greatly improved. ”

"There is a conglomerate organization on the international black market called GOD, which specializes in assassination and sniper operations. The leader of this organization is now the strongest among the human race!"

"The strongest now, so you have the confidence to surpass him in a short period of time?"

Jiang Liu smiled and said, "In addition to me, there is one other person who will inevitably surpass him within three years, including you Ba Liming." ”

"Oh!" Hearing Jiang Liu say this, Ba Liming immediately became very interested and asked, "Who is this person?"

"Wang Chao!" Jiang Liu said very seriously.

"Is it him?!" Ba Liming obviously knew Wang Chao's person, although he had lived in prison for thirty years and had never stepped out of prison, but he could get a lot of information, so he continued: "This person is now about twenty years old, I heard that he has only turned his strength into cultivation, and has not yet held the Dan, are you sure?"

Jiang Liu looked at the figure coming from a distance and said, "I fought with him, although this person's strength is still very weak, but his heart is like a child, and his mind is like steel. The dragon flew in the sky, and it was only in the past few years. Moreover, the fist intent he has mastered, 'the dragon fights in the wild, and its blood is yellow', although the strength is slightly weaker, but the actual combat is extremely strong, and the most can defeat the strong with the weak!"

"To be so evaluated by you, I want to see and understand when I return to China!"

At this time, Bai Xianyong and the others had already rushed over, looking at the ruins all over the ground and several corpses, frowning.

Then, looking at Ba Liming and Jiang Liu, he said, "Uncle Shi, there is news from China, and I need you to go back immediately......"

"What's the matter, afraid that we will cause international disputes?" Ba Liming snorted coldly and said, "Martial arts are martial arts, and politics is politics...... Meat-eaters despise and fail to plan far. I'm dressed in cloth, you can't control me, and they can't control me either!"

Jiang Liu snapped his fingers and laughed, and the sound of the sword vibrating when his nails shook, it can be seen that the strength of the nails is almost no different from steel, and he said: "Brother Bai, for the sake of the mountains, the success is falling short." No one can stop my boxing, and if they want to get in front of me, be prepared to be crushed to death. Romance, tell Wu Wenhui that if you don't want me to rebel, give me the pressure from above. ”

Bai Xianyong smiled bitterly, Jiang Hai was expressionless, looking at the several corpses in front of him in a daze, and he didn't say anything, picked up his mobile phone and dialed a number.

Immediately afterwards, a group of Japanese people surrounded them, led by Iga Yuan, and the rest were some young martial artists in Japan.

"Ito-senpai, Tamura-senpai, Kikumo-sen, Takeyama-senpai, Takeda-senpai ......"

"Eight Grid Tooth Road ......"

“......”

The group spoke in Japanese, which Jiang Liu could not understand, but in their hideous faces you could feel the monstrous anger, almost like a volcanic eruption.

On this night, all the older Dan Dao masters in Japan died, plus more than a dozen masters who were killed by Jiang Liu and Ba Liming in the past three days, and more than half of Japan's martial arts world was severely damaged.

This group of master-level boxers withered one after another, and most of the martial arts inheritance was almost severed. Practicing boxing is not to give a cheats to practice, the so-called famous teacher out of high apprentices, only the master's hand-in-hand guidance can be achieved, a person blindly practiced, not only can not progress, but also will be the strength of the practice of the fork, resulting in madness.

In this war, in the past 30 years, it is impossible for Japanese martial arts to rise, and judo, karate and other gyms around the world will suffer a total loss.

The martial arts have withered and are irretrievable.

Iga Gen knelt on the ground, tidying up the appearance of the five masters without saying a word, and it could be seen from his slightly trembling hands that his heart was not calm now.

At this time, out of the crowd came a very fair-skinned woman, who looked to be in her thirties, her hair was coiled high, she looked very noble and elegant, her eyes were fixed on the river, and then she took out a long white belt from her arms, and a fiery red sun on the white belt was the symbol of the Japanese flag. The moment she tied this white cloth to her head, a tragic aura suddenly appeared on her body, just like the members of the Japanese kamikaze back then.

"Ueshiba Maruko, the president of the Aikido Imperial Martial Arts Association, accept ......" The woman opened her mouth and turned out to be extremely proficient in Mandarin.

Iga Yuan turned his head suddenly, shouted violently, and said, "Shut up, Maruko!"

"Iga-kun......" Maruko also screamed, and his fists exploded.

"For the sake of the nation, for the sake of martial arts, we can only survive in secret, and I don't want our martial arts to be broken...... There must always be people who sacrifice, there must always be people who endure humiliation, and only by forbearance can we rise again...... Gentlemen, please remember!"

Iga Yuan took out a white belt sun towel from his arms and tied it on his head, and then, he was as calm as water, looked at Jiang Liu and said, "Your strength is too much stronger than me, I am not as good as you...... After dawn, I will declare to the whole world that no one in Japan is your opponent......"

Jiang Liu was stared at by dozens of pairs of angry eyes, without the slightest feeling, and said: "No, also, I heard that there is a person named Xuan Yang, who is reorganizing the Black Dragon Society, can I see his boxing skills?"

"There is no such person!" said Iga Gen categorically.