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"it is good!"

Sun Lutang's eyes lit up, "I'm really curious about how strong Brother Lu's kung fu is!"

"Not bad! Not bad! I also really want to know how strong Brother Lu is!"

Yan Yunqi also nodded repeatedly.Yan Yunqi couldn't figure out how strong Lu Li's ability was, anyway...the longer he got in touch with him, the more he felt that Lu Li was unfathomable, and he couldn't see the depth at all.

"Haha! Then I'll go up!"

Lu Li nodded towards Sun Lutang and Yan Yunqi, and walked towards the ring.

When he came to the edge of the ring, Lu Li jumped up and stepped onto the ring neatly.

"Come on, play the second game."

Lu Li hooked his fingers at the sumo wrestlers in the ring, "Don't worry, I will...kill you!"

"Little boy, you are courting death!"

The sumo wrestler's eyes, which were slit by fat, burst out a cold and fierce light.

Just now he wanted to smash Liu Baichuan to death, but was saved by Lu Li, which made the sumo wrestler very upset.

Exploding the enemy, seeing the enemy's blood splatter, seeing the enemy's pain and wailing, this is what sumo wrestlers desire most, and it can bring him extreme pleasure.

However, just now he wanted to smash Liu Baichuan to death with one blow, but was saved by Lu Li.This is equivalent to... the moment it was about to spew out, it stopped abruptly.

A bell rang, and the second ring competition began.

"go to hell!"

The sumo wrestler roared furiously, stepped on his feet, rushed up, and slammed into Lu Li fiercely.

The heavy footsteps on the ring made the whole ring tremble.

The sumo wrestler, who was like a mountain of meat, rushed up rumblingly, as if a wild giant had slammed into it crazily and fiercely.

We all know that the heavier the object, the greater the inertia.

A sumo wrestler who is like a mountain of meat, colliding so rumblingly, the impact damage caused must be very terrifying.

"Brutal collision?"

Lu Li sneered, "Then let's see who can hit him better!"

Stepping on his foot, Lu Li jumped up, facing the oncoming sumo wrestler, he also rushed forward in a collision posture, and had a head-to-head collision.

The way Lu Li responded shocked the audience.

What are you doing!That meat mountain is at least several times your weight, can you beat him?Why confront him head-on?

"Two brothers, this situation..."

Seeing Lu Li's response, Liu Baichuan was terrified, and quickly looked over at Sun Lutang and Yan Yunqi, "Brother Lu is fighting so hard, it's a bit dangerous!"

"fine!"

Sun Lutang smiled and shook his head.

"Where is the danger?"

Yan Yunqi curled his lips, "With Brother Lu's ability, this fat pig is a scum!"

"..."

Liu Baichuan felt offended.I was almost killed by a fat pig, but in your opinion, I am a scum?

"That... who the hell is Brother Lu Li!"

Liu Baichuan was very unfamiliar with the name Lu Li, and had never heard of a master named Lu Li in the martial arts world.

Yan Yunqi grinned: "Fantastic Man of China, have you heard of it?"

"what?"

Liu Baichuan was shocked, "So he's the Hero of Shenzhou?"

While everyone was talking, the two people who were colliding head-on in the arena were about to collide with each other.

"Go to hell!"

The sumo wrestler shielded his face with both hands, and a roar burst out of his mouth. With all his strength, he slammed into Lu Li fiercely.

Lu Li also started to explode.

"Bajiquan, iron mountain!"

With a step on his feet and a sway in his body, Lu Li used his shoulders to perform the most famous impact technique in Chinese martial arts.

The two figures collided fiercely.

"Boom" sounded loudly.

Like two fast-moving cars colliding head-on, the violent impact shook the entire arena violently.

In this kind of frontal collision, the heavier one has an advantage, and it is easy to knock the lighter one into the air.

However... the situation in the arena is exactly the opposite.

After the violent impact, the huge and heavy sumo wrestler, who was as big as a mountain of meat, let out a miserable howl, and was suddenly knocked out by Lu Li, flying far out of the ring.

With a "boom", the sumo wrestler fell heavily to the ground, sending dust flying.

A mouthful of blood spewed out wildly, and the sumo wrestler collapsed into a ball of mud. Suddenly, he was hit by a blow that shattered his breastbone and shattered his internal organs. He couldn't die anymore!

"Victory!"

"Win! Win!"

After a moment of silence, the audience burst into earth-shattering cheers.

Chapter 439 You guys... can't even stop me!

"Eight grids!"

A group of Japanese sitting behind the ring saw that Lu Li hit the "Iron Mountain Kick" and knocked the sumo wrestler off the ring, killing him directly, and their faces turned livid with anger.

"Who is this guy?"

The consul of the Japanese pirates stationed in Shanghai, with a gloomy face, turned his head to look at a Japanese man in a samurai uniform next to him, and asked coldly, "What is his origin?"

"This one……"

Sweat broke out on the Japanese pirate's forehead, "I... I don't know. I've never heard of this person."

"Your intelligence work is not solid."

The pirate consul snorted heavily, "Find out his origin, immediately!"

"Hi!"

The pirate samurai quickly took orders and ran out in a hurry.

At this time, the pirate consul turned his head to look at a bald man next to him, "Miyamoto-san, how strong is this man? Can you deal with it?"

"Judging from his ability to knock sumo wrestlers away with one blow, this man is very powerful."

The bald man replied blankly: "In terms of strength, he is indeed very strong. However, fighting is not only about strength. I have enough confidence to defeat him!"

"very good!"

The pirate consul nodded, "Miyamoto-kun, let's do it! Kill him! Use the most violent blow and the fastest speed to kill him directly! The confidence and fighting spirit of the Chinese people must be broken!"

"Hi!"

The bald man bowed to accept the order, stepped out and stepped onto the ring.

"This time, I will fight with you!"

The bald man walked onto the stage, squinted his triangular eyes, and stared at Lu Li, "Extreme Karate, Miyamoto Jiro. People from China, report your name."

"My name is Lu Li!"

Lu Li glanced at the bald man, and said with a smile, "Perhaps, my name is unfamiliar to you, but...you must be familiar with my nickname. Wonder Man of China, have you heard of it?"

Fantastic Man of China?

Miyamoto Jiro narrowed his eyes, and a sharp light flashed in his eyes.

Oh it's you?It turned out to be you?

Thinking of the ruined "Puppet Manchukuo Project", thinking of more than 100 Japanese soldiers who were killed, thinking of the dead Marquis Fujiwara, and thinking of the dead Kyokatsu master Noichi Iwayama, Miyamoto Jiro's eyes are almost red.

The audience in the audience were in an uproar when they heard Lu Li's name.

Fantastic Man of China?

Is he the hero of Shenzhou?

Ha ha ha ha!It turned out to be the Hero of Shenzhou!No wonder the ability is so strong, no wonder it is so powerful!

"Fantastic Hero of China!"

"Fantastic Hero of China!"

"Fantastic Hero of China!"

Countless people waved their arms and cheered towards Lu Li.

In this trampled land, these humiliated people, they need a victory too much, they need a hero too much!

Lu Li gave them victory!

Lu Li gave them all the conditions to meet the "heroes" in his imagination.Handsome, handsome, personable, powerful!

"Wonderful Hero of Shenzhou, must win!"

"Definitely!"

The excited people broke out their long-awaited shouts, and the mighty sound waves echoed between the heaven and the earth for a long time.

"that……"

Yan Yunqi patted his head, turned to Liu Baichuan and said, "Old Liu, in fact... there are two people, and I am also a hero of China!"

Liu Baichuan rolled his eyes, glanced at Yan Yunqi, and thought: Just you?You look like a bear, and you have the nerve to call yourself a hero of Shenzhou?

Well, this world that looks at faces really makes people desperate!

Yan Yunqi's face was full of depression.

Sun Lutang touched his face and laughed.

Behind the ring.

The Japanese Consul's face was gloomy, "Now, do you know the meaning of this competition? Only by making the Hua people feel inferior and numb, can we defeat them! Hua people can't have heroes! He must be killed at all costs. !"

"Hi!"

A group of pirate warriors next to them quickly took orders.

……

on the ring.

Jiro Miyamoto clenched his fists and stared at Lu Li with a cold face, "Lu Li, the Hero of Shenzhou? I won't let you walk out of the ring alive."

"One punch!"

Lu Li raised his fist, and grinned at Miyamoto Jiro, showing two rows of white teeth, "It only takes one punch to hit you!"

"Humph!"

Jiro Miyamoto let out a cold snort, completely ignoring Lu Li's "blowing nonsense".

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

According to etiquette, after the contest begins, both sides of the duel must salute each other.

When Lu Li cupped his fists towards Miyamoto Jiro, Miyamoto Jiro took the opportunity to launch a sneak attack.

Stepping on his foot, Miyamoto Jiro jumped up and rushed in front of Lu Li in an instant. His right hand pointed like a knife, and with a fierce hand knife, he slashed down on Lu Li's neck fiercely.

This is Jiro Miyamoto's strongest attack!