my life simulator

The "Super Soldier Project" is progressing very well.

After three months of strengthening, the [-] soldiers under Li Jinglin's command became martial arts masters one by one.

However, the physical fitness is strong, and the combat skills need to continue to be trained.

According to the "Special Forces Training Program" formulated by Lu Li, even a "super soldier" whose physical fitness surpasses that of ordinary people still needs to continue training for about three months before he can formally complete all the training subjects.

During this period of time, the international situation... has been excellent.

With the "Oriental Magic Medicine" provided by Lu Li, the survival rate of the wounded soldiers of the countries participating in the war increased sharply, and both sides felt that if they continued to fight, they would definitely win.

So... Ou Lu has become a mess, and even Midi, who has been on the sidelines for a long time, finally rolled up his sleeves and went out.

Under such circumstances, the attention of the Western powers is all on the European battlefield, and they have no intention of paying attention to the affairs of the Far East.

In today's Huaguo, the only real threatening foreign enemies are the Japanese pirates who have occupied Qingdao, Laizhou, Jiaozhou Bay and other places.

Their good days are not long.

Once the super soldiers have completed their training, the red flag will sweep across the world, and it will surely cleanse the world and reorganize the universe.

However... the little devil's movements still did not stop.

Just as Lu Li and the others were concentrating on training the "super soldiers" and accumulating strength, an outrageous news appeared in the newspaper.

"The Japanese pirates threatened: China is a country of sick men, and its citizens are all sick men of East Asia!"

"Karate, judo, aikido, kendo and other masters from Japan's various schools gathered in Shanghai to challenge the Chinese martial arts."

Seeing this newspaper, Sun Lutang and others were furious.

"Little devil, this is courting death!"

Yan Yunqi squeezed his palms and grinned grinningly: "How dare you jump out to be a monster? I'm afraid you don't know how to write the word dead? Let's go! Let's kill them!"

"You really have to teach them a lesson!"

Sun Lutang was extremely sensitive to the slur of "sick man of East Asia", and there was a coldness in his eyes.

"I can't leave, the three of you go!"

Li Jinglin also felt a little itchy, but...he was a man with heavy weapons in his hands, unlike Lu Li and the others who could easily get out if he wanted to.

"Okay! Let's go!"

Lu Li nodded to Li Jinglin, "First get rid of the arrogance of the little devil, and raise the spirits of the people of the country."

It is also necessary to enhance national self-confidence.

Just like sports in later generations, it is also to enhance national self-confidence.

Afterwards, Lu Li, Sun Lutang, and Yan Yunqi drove southward by car, heading all the way to Shanghai.

……

Shanghai Hongkou.

This area is already a gathering place for Japanese people.

On Penglai Road, Japanese pirates set up a huge arena to challenge Huaguo martial arts.

At this moment, in the face of the extremely insulting nickname of "sick man of East Asia", how can the local martial arts figures in Shanghai hold back?One after another came to the stage to face the arrogant Japanese pirates.

However... These third-rate figures in the rivers and lakes naturally have little chance of winning in front of the top fighters of the Japanese pirates.

At the end of the day, the dozen or so martial arts figures who came up to challenge were all defeated.

The Japanese pirates hit hard. Almost every defeated martial arts figure was seriously injured, either dead or disabled.

What is even more outrageous is that after defeating the martial arts figures, the Japanese pirates ridiculed them wantonly, and even threw a plaque with the words "Sick Man of East Asia" in front of those who lost the battle.

All of a sudden, the people of Shanghai felt both indignant and frustrated.

defeated!Lost again!

Where is our martial arts master?Why not come out?

Facing this extreme humiliation, the people clenched their fists tightly with grief and indignation on their faces.

In Jinling city.

Du Xinwu also saw the newspaper, and also saw the extremely arrogant arrogance of the Japanese pirates, and his heart was full of anger.

However... as someone else's bodyguard, it is no longer the time to walk alone in the rivers and lakes. It is impossible for Du Xinwu to throw everything away and go to Shanghai alone.

Damn!

Where is Sun Lutang?Where is Fantastic Man of China?Why don't you make a move?

Du Xinwu clenched his fist tightly.

……

Today is the third day of the Japanese pirates posing.

In the past two days, dozens of martial arts figures have come to the stage to fight, but they have been defeated one by one.

The shadow of the defeat and the insult of the Japanese pirates made the people angry and frustrated, but... people still have hope deep in their hearts.

The master hasn't come yet!We will surely win!We will surely win!

With this kind of hope, after the opening of today's ring, there are still many people gathered under the ring, waiting for the victory!

nine in the morning.

The arena challenge is open again.

A sumo wrestler with big arms, round waist and fat body, like a mountain of meat, stepped onto the ring with heavy steps.

"Sick men of East Asia, today... who will come up to die?"

The sumo wrestler shouted wildly towards the audience with his fat throat.

"The Japanese pirates, they cultivated wildly!"

There was only a roar from the audience, a figure jumped up, and a kite turned over and rushed onto the ring.

"Liu Baichuan of the White Crane Gate, come and learn!"

After sweeping up the high platform, this strong man in a black suit posed a pose of a white crane spreading its wings, challenging the Japanese sumo wrestlers.

"it is good!"

"Good guy!"

The audience in the audience immediately cheered and cheered.

No matter what his strength is, no matter whether he can win or not, if he dares to fight on stage, he is already considered a good man.

"When" a bell rang, and the competition in the arena began.

I saw Liu Baichuan of the White Crane Gate jumping up, his figure was swift and light, and he rushed to the sumo wrestler in an instant, his fists were like lightning, and he punched and kicked fiercely at the sumo wrestler.

With Liu Baichuan's agility, it's not too easy to hit the sumo wrestler, but... the fat is too thick!

The fists and feet hit the fat, causing waves of flesh, but the strength was simply impenetrable.

"Chicken, will you tickle me?"

The sumo wrestler said something in a low voice, and a cold light burst out from his narrowed eyes, and he swung his thick and fat palm, and slapped Liu Baichuan.

This palm swept across, and the heavy strength brought out a whistling wind.

After all, Liu Baichuan was nimble, with a little step, he easily avoided the blow.

But... this still doesn't change the situation.

The fat is too thick to move at all!

At this moment, Liu Baichuan had the feeling that "the dog bites the turtle and has nowhere to bite".

"Come on! Come on! Chickie!"

The sumo wrestler screamed strangely, opened his arms, and pressed towards Liu Baichuan like a wall.

The space in the arena is limited!

If it's a street fight, with Liu Baichuan's nimble skills, even if he can't beat the opponent, the opponent can't beat him, it's still an unbeatable situation.

Now...the space in the arena is limited, the sumo wrestlers are squeezed in like a wall, Liu Baichuan's room for movement is getting smaller and smaller, and the room for dodging and maneuvering is getting smaller and smaller.

The situation is very unfavorable!

Liu Baichuan already knew that his chances of winning were completely gone. The only thing he could do was... even if he lost, I would give you a hard time!

"kill!"

With a loud roar, Liu Baichuan stomped his feet, rose into the air, and kicked the sumo wrestler's head hard with a flying kick.

The sumo wrestlers did not dodge or dodge at all, they just raised their arms and stood in front of them.

With a "bang", Liu Baichuan kicked the arm blocked by the sumo wrestler, and there was a loud noise.

However... this f*cking tonnage is too big.

With a kick with all his strength, he couldn't lift the mountain of meat at all.

In the next moment, Liu Baichuan was about to change his move when the sumo wrestler grabbed his right leg.

"It's over!"

Liu Baichuan's heart tightened and he struggled hastily, but it was too late.

"Hahahaha! The sick man of East Asia! The sick man of East Asia!"

The sumo wrestler swung Liu Baichuan around a few times, laughing wildly, extremely arrogant.

Lost again!

Seeing this scene, the people in the audience felt humiliated and helpless!

"Haha! Go to hell!"

With a loud roar, the sumo wrestler swung Liu Baichuan up, and slammed him down on the concrete floor below the ring.

If the blow is real, Liu Baichuan will lose half of his life if he is not dead.

"Bastard!"

"No reason!"

"Rescue!"

At this time, three loud roars suddenly erupted from the crowd, and three figures rushed out quickly!

These three people are naturally Lu Li, Sun Lutang and Yan Yunqi.

The three rushed out at the same time, but Lu Li was the fastest, followed by Sun Lutang, and Yan Yunqi was last.

The moment Liu Baichuan slammed down the ring, Lu Li rushed to the landing point, and a Tai Chi Yunshou counteracted the force of the drop. Lu Li supported Liu Baichuan and landed steadily on the ground.

"it is good!"

"Good work!"

"The master is here! The little devil is in trouble!"

Seeing that Lu Li rescued Liu Baichuan in an instant, the surrounding people suddenly cheered and cheered.

"Brother Liu, are you okay?"

Lu Li nodded to Liu Baichuan and asked with a smile.

"Fortunately!"

Liu Baichuan came back to his senses, and hurriedly bowed his hands to Lu Li, "Thank you for your help. Dare to ask the name of the expert? Liu Baichuan is very grateful."

"Going down to Luli!"

Lu Li reported his name to Liu Baichuan, "Not really a master."

"Lao Lu, Lao Sun, this little devil, let me clean it up!"

Yan Yunqi pointed at the sumo wrestlers on the stage and squeezed his palms, "Look at him being so arrogant...I think I slapped him to death."

"I'll come!"

Lu Li turned his head and glanced at Yan Yunqi and Sun Lutang, "Don't you really want to know how strong I am? Then show me my skills!"