The Heavens Are Unlimited: Starting from One's Martial Arts

Chapter 15 You guys go together!

Master Liao appeared at the entrance of the dilapidated alley.

He was very excited in his heart. The resentment he had suppressed for a long time was finally released in this martial arts competition.

Seeing three normally arrogant karate warriors huddled in pain at his feet was the most satisfying thing in his entire life.

But he knew that all of this was thanks to one person.

That is Lu Ming!
If it hadn't been for Lu Ming's enlightenment to teach him the Xingyiquan killing move, with his strength, it would be a bit difficult to fight one against three.

When he looked for Lu Ming at the end of the alley, he found that there was no trace of Lu Ming.

But Lu Ming's words have been deeply imprinted in his mind.

"Kung Fu is a killing skill. In troubled times, if a warrior does not save the country, he is serving his country in vain!"

"Master Lu, I, Liao, will remember this sentence in my heart!"

Master Liao looked at the dilapidated alley, gritted his teeth and nodded.

…………

The next day.

The fighting arena opened again.

Miura has recovered and is now fine.

After seeing Master Liao playing one against three, Miura was not very comfortable.

So today, he announced that he would fight one against five. The rules were still the same as last time. Regardless of winning or losing, anyone who fought with him would have a bag of white rice.

This kind of rare opportunity made the people around the iron fence even more fanatical, and they recommended themselves one after another, for fear that others would steal the limelight.

Lu Ming stood behind the crowd, looking at Miura and the crazy crowd with cold eyes, without saying a word.

These people are looking for death, so just let them be.

"Wu Chi Lin, you, you come too!" Li Zhao looked at Wu Chi Lin and waved his hand.

Li Zhao greeted Wu Chilin to come forward, without malice.

It's just that I just want to give him this opportunity to get rice for nothing.

Wu Chi Lin looked very excited, and quickly got into the arena.

Lu Ming, who was standing outside, frowned slightly, and then said nothing.

Like him, Wu Chi Lin is obsessed with martial arts, but because of his stupid talent, he never gets the point.

Only him, there was no excited expression on his face, but a fierce one.

After entering the arena, the iron fence was closed.

Li Zhao walked to the side of several people, and said in a low voice: "Don't really fight, just go through a few tricks with him, and if you lose, you will get rice, understand?"

"Understand!"

Several people nodded, but Wu Chilin, who didn't seem to hear half of it, looked at Miura with his neck stuck.

Miura stood in the center of the fighting arena, saluted a few people, and then put on a posture.

The few people who came in to fight each other clasped their fists together, then looked at each other and rushed forward.

On the other hand, Wu Chi Lin stepped forward, without saying a word, and began to swing his fists.

He hates Japanese pirates extremely.

Before the Japanese pirates occupied Fushan, he ran a tavern and took care of his own business. When he had nothing to do, he went to the martial arts street to learn martial arts.

But all of this was destroyed by these people in front of them.

So in Wu Chilin's heart, he had the idea of ​​killing Miura!

Miura fought one against six, firstly because he wanted to kill these people once, secondly because he wanted to regain the place where he was defeated by Lu Ming before.

Therefore, Miura did not hold back at all, and swiftly shuttled among several people.

The other five people took the opportunity to fall to the ground, clasping their fists and admitting defeat.

Only Wu Chi Lin, like crazy, swung his fists quickly and directly attacked Miura Mingmen.

"boom!"

When the two exchanged moves, Miura punched Wu Chilin in the armpit, and then quickly punched him in the jaw.

"thump!"

Wu Chilin fell to the ground with blood on his mouth, and after rolling on the ground, he staggered and stood up again.

"Wu Chi Lin, what are you doing? Give up! Just give up. What are you doing?"

Li Zhao on the side whispered anxiously.

Wu Chilin ignored him, but stood up straight, staring at Miura.

At this moment, Miura had already turned around, but Wu Chilin still didn't give up, he suddenly stepped forward and swung his fist.

Miura turned around, grabbed Wu Chilin's neck with his elbow, and exerted force suddenly.

Wu Chilin gritted his teeth, and sprayed a mouthful of blood on his face.

"boom!"

Miura punched him to the ground, unable to move.

"Give them rice and tell them to get lost!"

Miura's eyes were gloomy, he didn't care about the blood on his face, and said in a cold voice.

The other five people took the white rice and hurried away. Wu Chilin was lying on the ground, with blood spitting out of his mouth, his body convulsed and trembling uncontrollably.

"stop!"

At this time, Lu Ming shouted from behind, then pushed aside the iron fence and walked in.

He looked at Miura in front of him, and said loudly: "I heard that you have been looking for me these days?"

Miura heard the sound and looked back at Lu Ming.

A ferocious expression suddenly appeared on his face, he nodded, pointed at Lu Ming, and said, "You still dare to come?"

"Why don't you dare?"

Lu Ming stood next to Wu Chi Lin, frowned at Li Zhao, and said, "Take him to Ye Wen."

"You are..."

Li Zhao wanted to say something, but when he saw Lu Ming's eyes, he didn't dare to say anything, he greeted the people outside the iron fence, and carried Wu Chilin out.

Lu Ming looked around at the karate warriors present, then at Miura in front of him, and said, "All of you, let's go together!"

Standing outside the iron fence, the crowd watching the excitement suddenly burst into an uproar.

"What?! He let these devils do it together?"

"This man's kung fu is really amazing, he almost beat Miura to death a few days ago!"

"But with so many karate fighters, can he beat them?"

"Quick, hurry up and invite Master Ye."

"..."

A few caring people ran out quietly, planning to find Ye Wen to stop them.

After hearing these words, Miura suddenly chuckled, looked at Lu Ming in front of him, and said, "I didn't hear what you said clearly."

"you!"

Lu Ming pointed at all the karate fighters sitting around the fighting arena, full of momentum, and said without anger: "I want to beat all of you!"

"What an arrogant tone!"

The corner of Miura's mouth twitched, he glanced at the karate warriors on both sides, and then waved his hand.

He himself took a few steps back and stood aside.

Lu Ming looked at Miura disdainfully, sneered, and immediately put on a posture.

The karate warriors present are a team of four, and there are five teams in total, with a total of 20 people.

The combination of twenty powerful karate fighters must not be underestimated.

But at this time, Lu Ming was already a first-level warrior, and it was enough to deal with these people!
"Shh!"

The karate warriors exhausted their arrays and surrounded Lu Ming.

Then, let's make a move together and come to Lu Ming!

Lu Ming jumped up, swept his legs, and kicked the faces of the two people closest to him.

Immediately, blood froth flew across the sky, and the two of them fell to the ground with bleeding from their ears and noses.

With just one kick, the two of them were instantly eliminated!

(End of this chapter)