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Chapter 387: Will I Die After Pretending? The Japanese Boxing Is Dead

"Kill me? Hahaha! You Han people in the Central Plains will soon be exterminated, and you are still making such arrogant remarks!"

The boxing god licked his lips and showed a ferocious smile: "Alright! Since you are determined to die, I will tear you into pieces!"

He is Jue Wushen's second senior brother. He is extremely talented in boxing. After practicing boxing for a year, he has mastered the authentic essence of boxing. He killed the eldest senior brother with a single punch and became the number one boxer in Japan.

His martial arts talent is not inferior to that of the martial arts legend Wuming.

But although this guy is highly skilled in martial arts, his brain is not very good...

Eventually, he was drugged and knocked unconscious by his master Kenichi Terazawa and his junior fellow apprentice Jue Wushen, and imprisoned in a fist tomb, with all his meridians blocked by fist locks.

After Oda Nobunaga dealt with Juewushen, he released Kendoshen and unlocked his fist lock to help him recover his skills.

In return for releasing himself, and also to challenge the martial arts masters of the Central Plains...

The God of Fist and the God of Absolute Nothingness obeyed Oda Nobunaga and came to Central Plains to carry out the mission under the leadership of Ikkyu Sojun.

"If you have the ability, then it's up to you."

Lin Xuan smiled faintly and pointed to the sky: "There are quite a few of you Japanese here, do you want to go up and fight?"

"it is good!"

The God of Boxing exhaled a breath, and a faint black mist emanated from his body.

"Senior brother, wait a minute!"

Jue Wushen felt something was not right and stretched out his hand to stop him: "You must be a famous person, what is your name?"

Although this pair of brothers are both vicious and shameless.

If they can complete the mission and return to Japan, they will inevitably face a lot of open and covert struggles, candlelight and axe shadows.

But the mission is not yet complete, and we are still in the golden period of cooperation...

Jue Wushen also doesn't want any inexplicable changes to occur.

Even if the God of Boxing wants to die, at least he should capture the Emperor of Central Plains first before dying!

"Haha, Jue Wushen, you are such a blind idiot!"

Zhu Houzhao said proudly: "Listen carefully, this is the imperial teacher of this dynasty, the descendant of Emperor Xuanyuan Huangdi, the unrivaled Lin Xuan Lin Zhenjun!"

"Now that you've said that, I feel a little ashamed..."

Lin Xuan sighed: "Your Majesty... uh, if His Majesty the Supreme Emperor wants me to take action, you'd better be quiet."

After the emperor abdicated, he passed the throne to his son, who then became the emperor emeritus.

If his son abdicates and passes the throne to his grandson, he will be upgraded from "retired emperor" to "supreme emperor", the highest status in the feudal dynasty, which is somewhat similar to the female "grand empress dowager".

But as for a job like that of an emperor, one usually works until death, and it is rare for one to voluntarily abdicate.

Although Li Yuan, Li Longji, Song Huizong and others have served as emperors, they have basically done so in a wronged way...

"Supreme Emperor" is even rarer. As far as Lin Xuan can remember, only Gao Wei, the last emperor of Northern Qi during the Southern and Northern Dynasties, had achieved this rare achievement.

From this perspective, Zhu Houzhao did indeed do something that none of his ancestors had done.

This is also a character issue.

After all, Zhu Houzhao's desire for power was a bit abstract, and he was not that interested in being emperor.

If it were Zhu Yuanzhang...

Even if he lived to be a thousand years old, he probably would not voluntarily give up his throne.

"No, no, no! Don't be angry, Master Lin. I'll just watch the fun and won't say anything!"

Zhu Houzhao rubbed his old face and said, "We haven't seen each other for a hundred years. Let's kill these bastards later, and then we can have a drink and chat. I'll let my good grandson kowtow to you and greet you."

Emperor Wenlong: “…”

"So you are Lin Xuan! Great! Very good!"

Jue Wushen laughed loudly, his expression amused: "Pojun, you are all Han people, you can speak for yourself."

"Brother Lin, to be honest, Lord Nobunaga admires you very much."

Po Jun's voice was somewhat gloomy: "As long as you are willing to submit to Lord Nobunaga, Lord Nobunaga can not only help you survive the catastrophe, but also make you the lord of the country and control the land of Zhongyuan."

"The Sword Sect is one of the strongest sects in the Central Plains martial arts world. Even though you are not good enough, you are still the young master of the Sword Sect."

"I never thought that he would lose all his integrity and become a running dog of the Japanese."

"Compared to your junior brother Wuming, there is a world of difference!"

Lin Xuan glanced at Po Jun and said calmly, "In the underworld, do you still have the face to see our ancestors?"

Conspiring for treason and rebellion can also be said to be dissatisfaction with the imperial court, which is a question of stance.

But he surrendered to the Japanese and followed them to conquer the Central Plains...

Lin Xuan felt that he could no longer be called a human being.

It can only be considered a dog.

There's nothing nice to say to a dog.

"you you!"

Po Junqi's eyes turned red and his body trembled slightly.

In order to defeat Wuming, he joined Juewu Palace.

In fact, I feel a little ashamed inside.

But now Lin Xuan actually revealed it in public and said that he was not as good as Wuming.

This made Pojun feel extremely murderous, and he wished he could grind Lin Xuan to ashes.

"Stubborn!"

Jue Wushen took out a purple gold token and said, "Brother, Lord Nobunaga has ordered that if Lin Xuan does not surrender, anyone who presents his head can be promoted to the lord of the country and be granted ten thousand hectares of land. This is ten times more meritorious than killing the Ming emperor!"

He was very scheming and had the God of Boxing lie in ambush underground in advance, intending to join forces with Ikkyu to capture all the masters of the Ming Dynasty court.

As a result, Ao Xue suddenly appeared and fought against Ikkiu with his Buddhist power.

Jue Wushen originally felt that it was a bit of a waste to summon his senior brother, the God of Fist, to deal with a woman and the low-health Wuming.

As a result, Lin Xuan also showed up.

Jue Wushen thought about it and felt that although Lin Xuan’s martial arts skills were very high in the past, he should still not be as good as his senior brother, the God of Boxing.

With this person's status and position, if he could be killed in the imperial city...

Not only could he complete Oda Nobunaga's commission, but he also became a high-ranking official.

The entire Central Plains martial arts world will be in a slump, with morale at a low point, like meat on a chopping board, at the mercy of others.

It is indeed far better than capturing the emperor of Central Plains!

Happiness comes too suddenly!
Jue Wu Shen secretly made up his mind that he would pay a proper visit to Amaterasu and build more shrines when he returned.

"Lin Xuan! Come and die!"

The God of Boxing roared loudly and punched Lin Xuan.

"Qing'er, leave Ikkiu to Xiaobai, I'll kill the Kung Fu God, and I'll leave the others to you..."

Lin Xuan said calmly: "We can't get anything out of these little people, so there's no need to keep them alive!"

Before he finished speaking, Lin Xuan's figure disappeared, and he appeared on the top of the sea of ​​clouds almost instantly.

The next moment, the sound of sword and fist colliding resounded through heaven and earth.

"Fine……"

Ah Qing nodded and pulled out the green bamboo stick.

Snowflakes are falling between the sky and the earth!

Blue snow!

The blue snow fell on the bodies of the gathering Guicha Luo, dyeing their skin blue.

The next moment, the blue turned into blood red.

The group of Guicha Luo showed confusion and fear, and fell to the ground without a sound, like cut leeks.

"Damn it! Pojun, Juexin, attack together!"

Jue Wushen's pupils shrank rapidly, and he roared, "Kill!"

"This is the Green Sword Immortal I mentioned before."

Zhu Houzhao patted the dumbfounded Wuming and said, "I heard that you are known as the Heavenly Sword, and are considered a legend in swordsmanship. Is the Green Sword Immortal's swordsmanship as good as yours?"

"……I have no idea."

"Ah? You are so powerful?"

“It’s not a question of how powerful you are.”

Wuming glanced at Zhu Houzhao and said with a wry smile: "If I want to evaluate Qing Jianxian's swordsmanship, I must at least be able to understand it..."

"Huh? I didn't expect that a guy like you with thick eyebrows and big eyes would be so good at flattering."

nameless:"……"

***
"Good swordsmanship!"

Above the nine heavens, the God of Boxing stood in the sea of ​​clouds, standing still.

There are thousands of miles of flowing clouds under your feet, rolling and unrolling.

In his eyes, there was a burning desire to fight.

"You are old, why bother?"

Lin Xuan stared at the Human Emperor Sword in his hand: "Isn't it nice to spend my retirement in the Fist Tomb?"

"Fart...fart!"

The boxing god was furious, and his entire body of muscles, bones and skin vibrated like a huge drum.

In an instant, his body swelled up and turned into a giant three or four meters tall.

This is the body-building method reaching its pinnacle.

With a roar, the boxing god threw a punch.

The world is bleak!

A fist beam filled with destructive aura swept across the entire sea of ​​clouds.

The entire sea of ​​clouds shrank rapidly and turned into a huge fist-shaped flowing cloud.

Fist clouds gathered, the void continued to collapse, and deep black space cracks spread out.

It was as if this fist cloud could pierce through the entire sky and earth.

The punch is powerful!

"Although you are a demon spirit, it only slightly affects your mind. Logically speaking, your martial arts skills should not be enough to maintain your sanity."

Lin Xuan's mind moved slightly: "In this case, the principle of the demon spirit should be to gradually eat away at your mind and replace it."

As he spoke, Lin Xuan casually swung the Human Emperor Sword and slashed at the fist cloud. The golden sword light spread across the sky and earth, and a huge Yinglong phantom appeared in the void, illuminating the sea of ​​clouds!

The dragon shadow turned from virtual to real, as if it had life, and bit towards the fist.

People within a hundred miles couldn't help but look up to the sky.

The pale fist cloud suddenly turned golden, emitting a dazzling light.

The fist cloud dissipated and turned into golden flowing clouds.

The magnificent golden light illuminates the world, which is extremely beautiful.

Looking at the strange sight in the sky, the people in the city couldn't help but kneel on the ground and worship.

To a certain extent, this kind of martial arts is no different from the appearance of gods!
"Hahaha! That feels good! That feels good! After my boxing skills reached perfection, no one has been able to block three of my punches."

"I never thought that your broken sword could block eighteen of my punches! It's much harder than a turtle shell."

"There's no point in continuing to fight like this, let's decide life or death with one punch!"

The Fist God wiped the blood off his face and smiled wildly, like a beast: "I don't know what the evil spirit you are talking about is. You can ask Oda Nobunaga and you will know."

Every breath he took was like the breath of a dragon.

Blood continued to seep out of the boxing god's body.

A moment later, blood gushed out from every pore of his body and spread in the sea of ​​clouds.

In an instant, the God of Boxing looked like a bloody man.

"Oda Nobunaga? Which version is this..."

Lin Xuan nodded: "Okay, you can die in peace."

As soon as his words came true, the Human Emperor Sword emitted an incomparably bright light.

A hundred-meter-long golden sword rapidly condensed in the void.

"Beat with boundless force! Kill!"

The God of Boxing breathed violently, and all the acupoints in his body emitted rumbling sounds.

He raised his hands high and made an extremely mysterious boxing stance.

The domineering and unparalleled fist intent spread throughout the void, like a hurricane, causing the entire sea of ​​clouds to spin.

A thunderous sound rang out.

That was the sound of the God of Boxing stirring up his Qi and blood.

The fist intent had been brewing to its limit, and the God of Boxing suddenly shook his fists like two giant hammers.

The sound of bones cracking was heard.

The next moment, the boxing god's body swelled violently.

Then, the whole person exploded into a ball of blood mist.

The fist force that was rolling up the sea of ​​clouds suddenly dissipated.

The flowing clouds slowly lost their golden color and returned to their original state.

The white clouds are floating and the blue sky remains the same!
"But it's still okay..."

Lin Xuan felt the rapidly dissipating aura of the Boxing God, and several black lines appeared on his forehead.

The martial arts realm of the God of Boxing obviously follows the route of strengthening the body into a soldier.

He is not a person from the three religions who has condensed his primordial spirit.

But Lin Xuan still waited for two minutes with a serious attitude.

Even the bloody smell slowly dissipated, but there was still no sign of a soul leaving the body or a punch from the spirit attacking.

It can only mean that the boxing god really exploded...

Well, Lin Xuan didn't expect that the boxing god said that one punch would decide life or death...

The result was that he blew himself up.

Others just pretend to be cool and then run away.

This guy is really awesome. He died right after pretending to be awesome.

It was really unexpected and beyond comprehension.

What a mysterious man!

Okay..., although this situation is unexpected, it is also reasonable.

After all, the God of Boxing had been imprisoned in a fist tomb for decades, with his entire body's meridians locked by fist locks, causing him to suffer from long-term malnutrition.

In order to adapt to the years of torture of the fist lock, the Boxing God's meridians have all been dislocated, and his blood vessels have become bulging and twisted.

The hypertrophied muscles are even more bizarre, like a giant frogman.

Although he looked strong and vigorous, he also had countless hidden injuries in his body.

After being transformed into a demon spirit by Oda Nobunaga, his body became demonized and his vitality was severely damaged.

Of course, the God of Boxing himself has a very deep level of cultivation, and these hidden dangers can be forcibly suppressed by him.

Even if you live to be over a hundred years old, there is no pressure at all.

But he had just fought with all his might.

It leads to deficiency of Qi and blood, and also constantly stimulates the intention of boxing.

Finally, his body could no longer withstand his overwhelming force...

Then, it exploded with a "bang".

This shows that if you are not the protagonist, you should not always think about things like "man can conquer nature" and keep committing suicide.

Don't mention God...

Even your own body may not cooperate.

"The Japanese boxing art has come to an end."

Lin Xuan shrugged and fell to the ground.

This guy's self-created "Infinite Punch" is quite powerful, and is considered top-notch in the entire Fengyun system.

However, this guy blew himself up, so Lin Xuan's talent of "Saving All Gods and Buddhas" was useless and no gold coins were dropped.

Never mind, this just means we are not destined to be together.

Anyway, it is Japanese martial arts, so let it be lost.

***
紫禁城

The Japanese are already at an absolute disadvantage.

The Fire Kirin ran happily around the periphery of the palace, killing people and setting fires.

Although the Fire Kirin is timid in front of strong opponents, it can definitely strike hard against ordinary masters.

The group of Japanese warriors brought by Jue Wushen were clearly in a position to launch a powerful attack.

As a result, one by one the Japanese warriors were turned into charred corpses under the Fire Kirin's cat-catching-mouse attack.

Unknowingly, the battle on the periphery was turned into a game of hide-and-seek by Fire Kirin on his own.

Looking at the Imperial Guards, Palace Guards, and civil and military officials who came after hearing the news, he was astonished.

The style of the paintings of the inner city is equally abstract.

Zhu Houzhao, Wuming, Emperor Wenlong, General Duan who was suffering from back pain, and Nie Renwang who had managed to calm down..., were gathered together, staring blankly at the green bamboo stick in Ah Qing's hand.

It looked like the girl was just swinging the bamboo stick casually, poking left and right, with no formal moves at all.

But faced with such crude stick techniques, Jue Wushen, Pojun and Juexin were completely powerless to resist.

In a short while, there were more than ten wounds on his body and the blood was flowing non-stop.

"Pojun, use all your strength! Let's fight this woman!"

Jue Wushen roared loudly, and golden light flashed all over his body, like a giant light bulb.

Although he is known for his indestructible golden body, his entire body is invulnerable to swords and guns, and is immune to water and fire.

But Ah Qing's bamboo stick is much more powerful than swords and guns...

If she poked you from a distance, a bloody hole would immediately appear.

Even the acupoints inside were shaking uncontrollably, and the flesh and blood could only be forcibly removed.

After only fighting for more than ten moves, Jue Wushen had already cut off seven or eight pieces of flesh from his body.

If he continued to fight like this, he was worried that he would torture himself to death...

"Alright! Heavenly Killing Moon Slash!"

Po Jun shouted wildly, and the Tanlang Sword and the Tianren Knife crossed, drawing a big cross between heaven and earth in the air!

The flash of sword and the energy of sword exploded, turning into a shock wave that spread out in all directions and slashed towards Ah Qing.

"Juexin, go!"

Jue Wushen let out a sharp howl, and turned around and ran away like a wild dog that had broken free from its reins!

Golden-purple light covered Jue Wushen's entire body; this was a sign that he was fully utilizing his immortal golden body!

"..."

Juexin suddenly jumped up, using all his strength to activate his lightness skills and flew in the opposite direction of Jue Wushen.

"Jue Wushen, you bastard, you are fucking tricking me!"

Po Jun was still in the air when he found that his two allies had escaped more than a hundred meters away, and he became furious.

"The lady doesn't even consider you as her own..."

Ah Qing curled her lips and lightly drew the green bamboo stick at the junction of the Tanlang Sword and the Tianren Knife.

Green light bloomed, and the two magic weapons melted into hot molten iron, dripping onto the ground.

"Well, whether you like it or not, you are going to die."

Ah Qing turned his wrist, and the green bamboo stick made an extremely strange angle and lightly touched Pojun's forehead.

"You...you! Why are you..."

There was an expression of extreme fear in Pojun's eyes. He suddenly stepped into the air and retreated rapidly.

The moment he landed, a ray of sword energy burst out from between Pojun's eyebrows and pierced his head.

The entire world turned blood red, and then quickly darkened.

This was the last image in Pojun’s mind.

Although he was unwilling, Pojun had no choice but to accept this outcome.

After all, he was dead.

(End of this chapter)