People are wreaking havoc in Tokyo, ladies, please stay put!

"No need, Uncle Zhang, I'll do it myself. I will use my fists to completely wipe out their family from Japan." Shen Muli raised her head, a determined expression on her little face.

"Okay, that's right." Zhang Benhe gave a thumbs up. "We fighters believe in returning a grudge tenfold or a hundredfold. Just beat the bastards up and be done with it. Don't be soft-hearted."

"Yes, Uncle Zhang. By the way, have you seen the master? I didn't see him when I came back." Shenmuli asked.

"Master Fang? He didn't come to my place." Zhang Benhe pointed at Jin Meiting and said, "Ask Miss Jin."

"Miss Jin?" Shen Muli only then noticed the light purple-haired woman next to her.

She was dressed very boldly, with a pair of extremely plump thighs holding a thin layer of fabric, and her white skin was visible under the stretched black stockings.

Both her figure and face are very beautiful.

Zhang Benhe took a sip from his teacup and saw the expressions of the two women. "Why, you two don't know each other?"

"Who is Miss Jin to Master?" Shen Muli's face showed a sense of crisis. Master wouldn't like such a coquettish woman, right?

She hasn't agreed to date me yet.

"I am the boss's...woman." Jin Meiting smiled slightly.

"Boss?" Shen Muli was delighted, and then she heard the word "woman" come out of the red lips.

"Shameless." Shen Muli said in her heart.

"Oh, Master's woman." Shen Muli's face smiled sweetly: "My name is Shen Muli, Master's... girlfriend."

The two sharp swords crossed in the air.

Zhang Benhe drank tea in big gulps.

He sat aside with great interest, watching the expressions of the two beautiful women.

The eyes of the two men fought in the air for countless rounds, and sparks flew.

It's so fucking interesting.

This is much more interesting than boxing.

As expected, wherever Master Fang is, the place becomes interesting.

Chapter 161 Death Fight! Shen Muli

"Excuse me, what is the name of this beautiful lady?" Jin Meiting asked as he looked at Shen Muli.

"My name is Shen Muli." Shen Muli snorted coldly, a vixen.

"Ms. Shenmu Li is really beautiful with fair skin. No wonder the boss never mentions Miss Shenmu Li every time he comes to me. It seems that he wants to keep her in a golden house." Jin Meiting said with a smile.

"Alas, Master has been pursuing me so hard, and I finally agreed to be with him. I didn't expect that he has a confidante like Miss Jin. If I had known, I would not have agreed and would have let you two be together." Shen Muli sighed softly: "It's been hard enough for you to wait for me for all these years, and you still haven't found your place."

"It's not hard. Look, my boss is so worried about me that he asked me to find Mr. Zhang to protect me." Jin Meiting stood up and smiled, not angry at all. He raised the note above his head with both hands and handed it to Zhang Benhe. He bowed and said, "Mr. Zhang, this is the address of my hotel room. I leave my safety in the hands of you and your disciples."

Zhang Benhe took it and nodded: "Don't worry, Miss Jin, I will definitely do what Master Fang asked me to do."

"Thank you very much, Mr. Zhang." Jin Meiting bowed again.

"Miss Shen Muli, I'll take my leave now. My boss is too worried about me. If I stay out for too long, he'll be unhappy." Jin Meiting took two steps to Shen Muli's side and whispered in her ear:

"Miss Shen Muli, I see you haven't had a taste of the boss yet, right? Otherwise, why does the boss always come to me... or is it that you are really too bad in that aspect, so... hehe."

Jin Meiting giggled complacently a few times, looked at Shenmuli's tense little face and took a few steps back complacently.

"Keep working hard, Miss Shenmuli." Jin Meiting turned and left, saying loudly.

After that, he went out and left.

Shen Muli was left pouting, standing there in a daze.

Zhang Benhe coughed and said, "Are you okay?"

Shen Muli stomped her feet in anger. She had lost to this guy in this regard.

"There's still an hour left, so prepare for the competition. If you hadn't come, I would have thought you weren't going to participate in the Kanto finals," Zhang Benhe said with a smile.

"With your current level, it's hard to say whether you can win the finals, but the Kanto finals that are about to begin should be no problem at all."

"I almost gave up, but I felt that if I gave up like this, I would be sorry to my master and Uncle Zhang." Shen Muli lowered her head and said softly.

"You haven't let us down. Don't put yourself under pressure." Zhang Benhe shook his head. "If you really give up, you'll only be letting yourself down."

Martial Arts Competition, Kanto finals begins.

The winner of this match will enter the finals of the Japan Budo Tournament with the champion of the Kansai finals.

Come compete for the final championship.

The entire Tokyo Ariake Arena was packed with people.

Although martial arts have become unpopular in everyone's hearts, not many people are willing to learn it.

But for this final, people with a little status throughout Japan were frantically trying to buy tickets for the tournament.

Different from the sports events for ordinary people.

This is a rare carnival among the top class in Japan.

A ticket for the outermost stands of the Kanto finals has been sold for tens of thousands of dollars.

There is no internet, no signal, and no mobile phone recording equipment allowed. There is only blood and carnival.

There were only bets and a huge gamble.

On one side is a beautiful girl from an unknown dojo in Omihachiman.

On the other side, there is the most outstanding and talented fighter from Iwate Prefecture, who is proficient in both Yin-Yang magic and fighting.

Both sides are eager to make this game exciting.

But no one expected the game to end so quickly.

This contestant is Shen Muli, who comes from a rural area.

Such a young and beautiful girl.

However, he defeated his opponent in just a few moves.

but.

No one in the audience complained about the black boxing, and no one dared to say it was not exciting.

In addition to Zhang Benhe and this factor, the audience sitting here, even if they do not know Yin-Yang magic, have Yin-Yang master friends.

Except for some Onmyoji who possess powerful Shikigami, others knew they could not take the final punch.

This girl named Shen Muli performed an unknown boxing technique.

All everyone saw was the lights in the entire arena being swallowed up, and the venue became dim.

The black fog rolled and condensed into clouds, covering the sky and the sun.

A bright full moon quickly rose to the middle of the sky, breaking through the thin clouds.

The arena echoed with the sound of the tides like galloping horses, galloping back and forth under the moonlight.

The full moon slammed into the opponent with unparalleled punching power.

then.

The entire venue was brightly lit and the light was restored.

Shen Muli stood in the middle of the field, maintaining a punching posture.

Her opponent had fallen to the ground, his rock-hard skin shattered.

The man lost consciousness and was carried off the field for emergency treatment by the medical staff who were waiting nearby.

After a brief silence, the whole audience cheered, and those who won the bet were ecstatic.

Zhang Benhe nodded as he watched from the sidelines.

Although Master Fang completely broke up the Tsukahara Sword Saint's Shikigami into Yin energy, he passed it all to Shenmu Li.

But she was able to utilize that Yin power in such a short time, integrate it into her Qi, and perform her own unique boxing moves, which was already very outstanding.

The talent is indeed amazing.

If I didn't have a relationship with Master Fang, if I met him, I would probably accept him as my disciple.

Amidst the cheers of the audience.

Zhang Benhe personally came on stage, took out the trophy and a check and handed them to Shen Muli.

Patting Shen Muli on the shoulder, he said, "Very good, you didn't embarrass Master Fang."

Shen Muli took the trophy and check, suppressed her excitement, and bowed deeply to Zhang Benhe.

Then he walked forward and gently hugged Zhang Benhe, then took a step back and bowed deeply.

Apart from my master, this uncle is the best to me.

This action almost scared Zhang Benhe to death. He took a few steps back and looked around, wondering if Master Fang was there.

Zhang Benhe swallowed and quickly walked off the stage.

This is killing me.

This little guy, this hug almost scared me to death.

I am old now and have a lot of disciples. I don’t want to be beaten by Master Fang anymore.

Shen Muli held up the trophy and bowed to the cheering crowd.

A pretty white face, a big bulge and a graceful figure instantly attracted a large number of fans.

Shen Muli raised her little hand and wiped her face vigorously with the sleeve of her arm to wipe away her tears.

"Hello everyone, I'm Kamiki Rei from the Omi Hachiman Dojo." Kamiki Rei began, "I'm the champion of this Kanto Tournament."

Oh oh oh oh.

The whole audience cheered and shouted Shenmuli's name.

Shen Muli waited until everyone's voices quieted down a little, then continued speaking loudly.

"My father was burned to death by the Tsukahara Kensei's men. My mother managed to escape, but my home, Omi Hachiman's dojo, was completely burned down."

Shen Muli bowed deeply towards the audience.

"I, Shen Muli, beg you to bear witness for me."

"From this moment on, I will challenge everyone in the Tsukahara Sword Saint clan to a duel, all of them."

"No matter his age, generation, or realm, as long as he is from the Tsukahara Sword Saint clan!"

"Fight to the death! Fight till death!"

"This is the life and death contract I signed."

"My purpose is simple. To prove to everyone that the Tsukahara Sword Saint clan is a filthy, despicable scum devoid of martial arts spirit."

"I will use my fists to prove this, to prove that their clan has no right to remain in the history of martial arts."

"I'm here, waiting for the Tsukahara clan to come over. Please help me pass on the message. I will prove to the whole of Japan that the Tsukahara clan are losers."

"If they don't dare to come, I will knock on their door."

"Please everyone!"

Shenmuli closed her eyes and bowed deeply.

He took out a piece of white cloth and slowly tied it around his forehead.

This is a sign of a fight to the death, and we will not stop until we die.

Shenmu Li directly trampled on the hundreds of years of reputation of the Tsukahara Sword Saint clan.

After a brief moment of surprise.

The Onmyojis in the audience used their own methods to throw out various magical props to connect with the outside world.

Shen Muli closed her eyes and sat down cross-legged.

"Dad, I'll show them how the little country girl from Omi Hachiman trampled on the Tsukahara Sword Saint clan."

"You should also watch carefully from the sky!"