Marvel Superheroes in China

"Challenge my master? You dare to challenge me?"

"presumptuous!"

Enraged, the Punisher picked up a machine gun and fired at Li Qiushui.

'Da da da'

Flames erupted.

All the onlookers and reporters screamed and backed away.

This...this is just a matter of starting a fight? This is just a matter of killing someone?

Li Qiushui is finished. Although she seems like a god, even the most powerful person has to kneel down when faced with firearms.

However, the next moment, something unexpected happened.

Li Qiushui, who was still flying, suddenly disappeared from everyone's sight.

Even the Punisher was suddenly terrified – where did he go?

Just then, a cold voice came from behind: "My master said that any superhero who dares to appear in Chun City will die."

The Punisher's scalp tingled with a 'buzz' as he whirled around, only to see a flash of sword light.

With a 'plop', blood splattered.

A head flew into the air.

Quiet.

be quiet

It was extremely quiet.

At this moment, the entire Chunshan Mountain was completely silent.

All the reporters and all the members of the public were stunned into silence.

No one, absolutely no one, could have imagined such an outcome. The Punisher was killed instantly.

Is this still a superhero?

A superhero wielding firearms was killed in an instant?

A thud. In the distance, a head fell to the ground.

Li Qiushui, carrying a long sword, walked up the mountain again, her body untouched by blood.

It seemed as if he wasn't the one who did it at all...

What kind of strength is this?

Suddenly vanished like a ghost, then suddenly reappeared behind the Punisher, and suddenly drew his sword.

Then sheathed her sword and left...

In less than two seconds, a famous and infamous superhero met his end at the foot of Mount Chun.

In the silence, a reporter murmured in fear:

"Just how powerful is he?"

"He...killed Americans, he killed superheroes."

At that moment, a reporter who had just received a phone call put down his phone and turned around with a shocked expression: "Americans... superheroes... so what?"

"So what? So what?"

The reporter gasped: "You...you're watching the news. The United States is finished."

"...".

Chapter 68: The Sky Collapses

"killed?"

"killed!"

"Kill them only after you've got them?"

"Yes, kill them when you have them."

After a brief conversation with Li Qiushui, Qin Wu casually asked, "How's your Bengquan (Crushing Fist) practice going?"

Li Qiushui quickly said, "Master said that in Xingyi Quan, the mind and intention must be in harmony, the intention and qi must be in harmony, the qi and strength must be in harmony, the shoulder and hip must be in harmony, the elbow and knee must be in harmony, and the hand and foot must be in harmony... I feel like I've hit a bottleneck. I can do the latter four, but I can't achieve harmony between the mind and intention, or harmony between intention and qi. What's the reason for this?"

Qin Wu pondered for a moment and then asked, "I haven't asked you yet what kind of boxing style you used to practice?"

Bajiquan.

Qin Wu nodded: "Xingyi Quan is different from all other types of boxing in this world. Boxing in this world is divided into two categories."

Li Qiushui asked, "True Martial Arts, or False Martial Arts?"

"This is just a broad category. Within boxing, there are two categories: external boxing and internal boxing."

Li Qiushui nodded: "Master said that internal martial arts are our Xingyi Quan. But what is the difference between internal and external martial arts?"

There's a saying in boxing: "External martial arts train muscles, bones, and skin externally. Internal martial arts train the breath internally. If you can't achieve harmony between mind and breath, it means your breath training is inadequate and you can't control it like an extension of your arm."

Qin Wu continued, "As for Xingyi Quan, the form is secondary; the most important thing is one's intention. You need to comprehend the Dao of Heaven and the Five Elements to bring Xingyi Quan to its full potential. The reason you can't master Beng Quan is because you lack intention, which is related to your past practice of Bajiquan and swordsmanship..."

"Does this have anything to do with my sword practice?"

"Yes. Xingyiquan is also called 'Spear Fist.' Xingyiquan only uses one weapon: the spear. Switch to practicing the spear. When you integrate the spear into your Five Elements Fist and use it as naturally as your own arm, your Five Elements Fist will naturally become mastered..."

gun……

Li Qiushui looked at the long sword in her hand and fell into complicated thoughts.

A battle between humans and gods.

Weapons are a warrior's lifeblood!

Li Qiushui had practiced swordsmanship for twenty years, but now he was going to switch to spear training. He felt it was a bond he couldn't sever...

Most importantly, very few martial artists in this world practice spear techniques. There's a saying in martial arts: "A month with a staff, a year with a saber, a lifetime with a spear!"

As for staff techniques, you can master them in a month. But for knife techniques, you'll probably need about a year of practice to really get the hang of it.

But guns... you have to learn until you die, you can never figure them out in a lifetime.

Do we really want to practice shooting?

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While Li Qiushui was deep in thought, the White House in the United States was gripped by extreme panic.

In the presidential office, the US president was working at his desk when suddenly he smelled blood.

He frowned, looked up, and with a 'buzz', his hair stood on end.

But then, standing before him, was a man with an Eastern face, dressed in black and wearing black boots. He stood there, smiling at him.

Behind him, everyone in the office—all the officials and bodyguards—lay in pools of blood, their bodies mangled to pieces.

He appeared silently in his office and silently killed everyone in the office.

At that moment, the US president felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave.

"Your Excellency... Your Excellency is..."

The US president stood up shakily, looking at the middle-aged man in front of him with a trembling expression.

The middle-aged man smiled and said, "It's easy. I am Wu Huida, the Grand Elder of the Six Harmonies and Eight Methods of Southwest Province, and the most favored person under the Western Garrison Commander of China."

With a 'gulp,' the US president swallowed hard. His face turned ashen as he stepped out of his desk and bowed respectfully, saying, 'Greetings...Greetings, Master Wu.'

"Don't call me a master, it makes me sound like a fraud."

"I don't know... I don't know what Mr. Wu wants to do?"

As he spoke, the US president glanced at the room full of corpses and was terrified.

Wu Huida pondered for a moment: "Nothing. The Western Garrison Commander heard that your United States wants to wipe out the Xingyi Sect in my Southwest Province?"

"what?"

The US president looked bewildered: "What kind of school is Xingyi School? I don't know, I didn't give that order."

Wu Huida was also taken aback, but she was too lazy to reason with him, and simply said, "I heard that the United States appointed that... what kind of hero?"

The US president asked hesitantly, "Superheroes?"

"Oh right, assign that superhero to kill people in China?"

"Hiss—" The US president gasped.

At that moment, he felt like the sky had fallen!

I didn't, it wasn't me, I don't know!

The US president, almost in tears, said, "Is there some misunderstanding here? I don't know, I didn't assign it."

Wu Huida said coldly, "They've already killed them. Hmm, I just wanted to give you a heads-up: Americans will be banned from entering China for the next year or two. Can you manage that?"