My Life Simulator

"Eight grids!"

A group of Japanese people sitting behind the ring saw that Lu Li hit the "Iron Mountain" and knocked the sumo wrestler off the ring, killing him.

"Who is this guy?"

The Japanese pirate consul in Shanghai, with a gloomy expression on his face, turned to look at a Japanese man in a samurai uniform next to him, and asked with a cold face, "What is his origin?"

"this……"

The pirate warrior was sweating on his forehead. "I...I don't know. Never heard of this man."

"Your intelligence work is very weak."

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

"Hi!"

The Japanese pirates quickly took orders and ran out in a hurry.

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

"Judging from the fact that he can hit a flying sumo wrestler with one blow, this man has a lot of strength."

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

"very good!"

The Japanese consul nodded, "Miyamoto-kun, let's do it! Kill him! Use the fiercest blow and the fastest speed to kill him directly! We must destroy the confidence and fighting spirit of the Chinese!"

"Hi!"

The bald-headed strong man bowed and took orders, walked out and boarded the ring.

"I'll fight you this time!"

The bald-headed man walked up to the stage, squinting his triangular eyes and staring at Lu Li, "Extreme Karate, Miyamoto Jiro. Chinese, report your name."

"My name is Lu Li!"

Lu Li glanced at the bald-headed strong man, and said with a smile, "Perhaps, you are very unfamiliar with my name, but... you must be familiar with my nickname. Qixia of China, have you heard of it?"

The Legend of China?

Miyamoto Jiro's eyes shrank, and a sharp light flashed in his eyes.

Oh it's you? Is it you?

Thinking of the destroyed "Puppet Manchukuo Project", of the killed more than 100 Japanese soldiers, of the dead Marquis Fujiwara, of the dead extreme karate master Iwayama Noichi, Miyamoto Jiro's eyes are turning red .

The audience under the stage immediately burst into an uproar when they heard Lu Li's name.

The Legend of China?

Is he the Wonder Woman?

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

"Shenzhou Qixia!"

"Shenzhou Qixia!"

"Shenzhou Qixia!"

Countless people waved their arms and cheered at Lu Li.

These humiliated people in this horribly trampled country need a victory so much, they need a hero so much!

Lu Li gave them victory!

Lu Li gave them all the conditions to meet the imagined "heroes". Handsome, handsome, personable and powerful!

"Wonderful Heroes of China, must win!"

"Definitely!"

The excited people burst out with a long backlog of shouts, and the mighty sound waves echoed between heaven and earth for a long time.

"that……"

Yan Yunqi touched his head, turned his head and said to Liu Baichuan, "Old Liu, in fact... There are two people in the God of the State, and I am also the God of China!"

Liu Baichuan rolled his eyes, glanced at Yan Yunqi, and thought: Just you? You have grown into such a bear-like appearance, and you are embarrassed to call yourself the Wonder Woman of China?

Well, this face-seeing world is really desperate!

Yan Yunqi's face was full of depression.

Sun Lutang touched his face and laughed.

Behind the ring.

The Japanese pirate consul's face was gloomy, "Now, do you know the meaning of this arena competition? Only by making the Chinese people feel inferior and numb can we defeat them! The Chinese people cannot have heroes! We must kill him at all costs. !"

"Hi!"

A group of Japanese pirates next to him quickly took orders.

...

on the ring.

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

"One punch!"

Lu Li raised his fist, Asamiya Benjiro grinned, revealing two rows of white teeth, "I just need one punch to hit you!"

"Humph!"

Miyamoto Jiro snorted coldly, completely ignoring Lu Li's "nonsense".

"Dang bang!" The bell rang, and the ring competition began!

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

When Lu Li Chao Gong Benjilang clasped his fists and hands, Gong Benjilang took the opportunity to launch a sneak attack.

As soon as he stepped on, Miyamoto Jiro jumped up and rushed to Lu Li in an instant, his right hand pointed like a knife, and a fierce hand knife slashed Lu Li's neck.

This is Jiro Miyamoto's strongest attack!

Under the full force of the explosion, Miyamoto Jiro had a sword in his hand that could split a piece of bluestone.

Just now, Miyamoto Jiro had seen the duel between Lu Li and the sumo wrestler very clearly. Lu Li's strength is much stronger than his.

Jiro Miyamoto couldn't fight against Lu Li in strength, so he could only use a surprise attack to kill Lu Li by surprise!

As for what "means are despicable" and what is "unruly", hehe, the winner is not blamed.

"mean!"

"Shameless!"

Sure enough, there was an angry roar from the crowd.

Miyamoto Jiro sneered in his heart, and the slashing hand knife burst out with all his strength.

"go to hell!"

The sharp hand knife slashed through the air, and Miyamoto Jiro seemed to see it. With a hand knife, Lu Li's neck bone was chopped on the spot.

When the knife was about to hit Lu Li's neck, Lu Li... grinned.

"One punch!"

In the next instant, Lu Li clenched his right fist and waved it, like a cannonball that came out of his chest, hitting Miyamoto Jiro's chest heavily.

"Bang!"

The sound like an explosion of a cannonball, this ferocious and violent Taiji cannon strike exploded with unimaginable power!

One punch is 2.2 tons, or 4,400 pounds!

Under the bombardment of such force, Jiro Miyamoto's sternum, ribs, vertebrae... all shattered. The internal organs between the chest and abdomen were instantly beaten into minced meat!

The tyrannical impact smashed Miyamoto Jiro out of the ring from a distance and smashed heavily under the ring.

Miyamoto Jiro died completely and neatly.

"Win! Win!"

"Victory! Victory!"

"The Legend of China! The Legend of China!"

The audience below the stage cheered and shouted again.

Another victory!

At this exciting and exciting moment, countless people cheered and shouted, and countless people applauded and shouted, wantonly venting their long-held anger and wantonly venting their long-held humiliation!

We... are not the sick man of East Asia!

The Japanese pirates are completely vulnerable under the hands of Divine Heroes!

Under the ring.

Yan Yunqi glanced at Sun Lutang and said, "Old Sun, these little devils are not beaten at all! Brother Lu can't show his true skills."

"It can already be seen."

Sun Lutang smiled and said, "One stroke of the iron mountain will kill the sumo wrestler. One stroke of the Tai Chi cannon will kill the karate warrior. Brother Lu's strength is terrifyingly strong!"

"Is it strong?"

Yan Yun raised his palm, "This kind of scumbag little devil, I'm afraid to die with a slap on the face."

"When Brother Lu hit Nakamiya Benjiro, he still held back his strength, or else..."

Sun Lutang smiled, "Otherwise, the little devil will be punched through with one punch. It seems that Brother Lu doesn't want everyone to see a bloody scene."

"Break through?"

Yan Yunqi was taken aback, "Such a power? This is too scary, isn't it?"

"Little devil...that's it."

Sun Lutang put aside his guilt, "I hope that Brother Lu will be able to use more of his skills!"

...

Behind the ring.

When Lu Li punched Miyamoto Jiro with a punch, the backstage was dead silent.

One punch?

Just one punch?

A top karate master like Jiro Miyamoto, under the hands of this "Shenzhou Qixia Lu Li", turned out to be the target of a one-shot kill?

Miyamoto Jiro's strength is already the top fighting master in Japan.

Of all the Japanese pirate warriors present, none of them dared to say that they were stronger than Miyamoto Jiro.

Miyamoto Jiro was killed by a single punch, and we... have only this level!

What's up with the arena competition?

If you continue to fight, you will die. If you don't continue to fight, you will lose face completely, and your reputation will sink to the bottom of the Pacific Ocean.

"Lu Li's boxing skills are very strong."

The Japanese pirate consul also clearly realized that a top martial artist like Jiro Miyamoto would kill him with one punch, and then compare his fists with Lu Li, it would be a gift.

"so……"

The Japanese pirate consul turned his head to look at the kendo master next to him, "Hatoyama-kun, use your sword to chop off his head!"

"I'm not as good as him than fists and feet!"

Juggernaut Hatoyama stood up and stretched out his hand to hold the samurai sword at his waist, "If you compare swordsmanship... it only takes one sword to kill him!"

"it is good!"

The Japanese consul nodded and bowed to Sword Saint Hatoyama, "Kun Hatoyama, please!"

"Hi!"

Sword Saint Hatoyama returned the salute, held the handle of the sword, got up and walked out, and boarded the ring.

"Feng Xiaoxiao..."

A Japanese sang an ancient tune of Qin tune.

"Eight grids!"

The surrounding Japanese pirates roared at the bastard.

...

on the ring.

Sword Saint Hatoyama held on to the hilt of the sword, raised his eyes to look at Lu Li, "Beichen slashes, Hatoyama sings, ask your Excellency for swordsmanship. Please advise!"

"fencing?"

Lu Li raised his brows, "I really don't want to make a bloody scene. It's not good for children to watch. It's just... If you want to compete with swordsmanship, then I can only accompany you."

With that said, Lu Li turned his head and looked down at the audience, "Old Yan, throw my sword up."

"okay!"

Yan Yunqi agreed and took out a beautiful and gorgeous saber covered in a cloth cover.

This sword is still the trophy that Lu Li found from the little devil Marquis when he used a heavy machine gun to overthrow the little Japanese devil in the capital.

This sword... is not an ordinary double-edged sword, but a Tang Dao style.

The straight blade is edged on one side, and the tip is a beveled cutting edge, which should be made to imitate the Tang Dynasty Yidao.

"Brother Lu, take the sword!"

Yan Yunqi shouted and threw the Tang knife in his hand.

Lu Li reached out and grabbed the Tang knife.

"The name is too classic?"

Seeing the Tang knife in Lu Li's hand, Sword Saint Hatoyama's eyes shrank, and a cold light burst out in his eyes.

The famous thing is Taidian, which is one of the famous swords in Japan.

It was originally a treasure treasured by the Fujiwara family, but now it has become Lu Li's trophy.

Shame!

Sword Saint Hatoyama gripped the hilt tightly, his heart boiling with murderous intent. The famous thing is too classic, I must take it back with my own hands!

"You know this Tang knife?"

Lu Li held the Tang Dao in his left hand and smiled at Juggernaut Hatoyama, "This is my trophy. It's the first time I've used it to slash people. I don't know if it's easy or not."

"You are dead!"

Sword Saint Hatoyama stared at Lu Li coldly, holding the scabbard with his left hand and the hilt with his right hand, posing the starting gesture of Iai's sword-drawing technique.

Iai?

A smile appeared on Lu Li's face.

When I pretended to be a Japanese pirate, I also used the Iai sword drawing technique!

Now... I'll show you Qi Jiguang's "Xin You Dao Technique". Back in the Ming Dynasty, I already chopped down your ancestors to the point of crying!

Lu Li pulled the knife out of the sheath, held the knife with his right hand, and held the back of the knife with his left hand, placing the knife horizontally in front of his chest, posing the starting position of Xin You's sword technique.

"Dang bang" a bell rang, and the competition began!

On the ring, Sword Saint Hatoyama and Lu Li faced off with their swords. The two kept a distance of two meters, moved slowly, circled around each other, looking for loopholes and opportunities for explosive attacks.

Swordsmanship duel, don't want to cut each other for a long time like the "ding ding dong" in the movie.

In a real sword fight, life and death are in an instant, and there is no such thing as a lot of back and forth.

Under a knife, a decision of life and death!

The two faced off in a circle, and there was a dead silence on and off the stage. Everyone did not make a sound, all held their breaths, watching this sword fight nervously.

At this time, the two people who circled each other had already adjusted their positions. Lu Li turned his back to the back of the ring, and Sword Saint Hatoyama was facing the back of the ring.

So... the Japanese pirate consul who was sitting behind the ring, turned his head and glanced at a Japanese pirate warrior next to him, and winked.

The Japanese pirate warrior nodded slightly, reached out and grabbed a teapot on the table, smashing it heavily on the ground.

With a bang, the teapot burst.

In a quiet environment, in a tense atmosphere, this sudden explosion will naturally distract.

The instant the teapot burst, Lu Li glanced slightly in the direction of the sound, and his attention was distracted.

Chance!

Sword Saint Hatoyama saw the action behind the ring, so he was naturally prepared.

Taking advantage of the moment when Lu Li was distracted, Juggernaut Hatoyama jumped up, broke into the attacking distance, and suddenly waved his right hand holding the hilt.

Iai... draw the sword and slash!

With a "chuck" sound, the long knife came out of its sheath, the sharp blade cut through the air, and a shrill scream burst out.

With this knife, Sword Saint Hatoyama burst out with all his strength.

The arc drawn by the blade is precise and beautiful, and the sharp blade light is like the radiance blooming on the dewdrops in the morning.

Hatoyama Juggernaut was very satisfied with this knife. This was already the best move he had performed and the most convenient move, Juhe Slash!

With one strike, Lu Li will surely die!

However... the next moment, Sword Saint Hatoyama suddenly felt a chill in his heart, and a cold chill penetrated his chest.

This is……

Sword Saint Hatoyama lowered his head slightly, and suddenly saw a long knife piercing his chest.

What a fast sword! So fast that even the optic nerve can't react!

The long sword in his hand fell to the ground, and Sword Saint Hatoyama fell to the ground.