Republic of China era: A hundred-year-old still practicing martial arts? Is that right?

"boom!"

"boom!"

In the ruins.

Several figures sprang out, leaping past the wooden stakes and roof beams.

Lin Ji kept wielding his spear.

The gun was folded back.

"Hidden Dragon Abyss!"

His qi and blood suddenly condensed, and the speed of their circulation increased exponentially, making the intent of the Six Harmonies Spear he was focusing on even more refined.

On the Mountain and River Stabilizing Spear, the condensed spear intent faintly transformed into the shape of a dragon. As he thrust out the spear, a bright silver dragon roared and charged out from his spear.

"roar!"

The dragon-shaped spear roared and charged towards the fat, bald Western man.

Although the fat bald man had never seen anything like this before, he did not panic.

But his tiny, triangular eyes flashed with a sharp light the moment he saw the spear's edge.

He shuddered, his blue shirt was torn to shreds, and his once plump belly instantly became solid, as if it had been muscular for many years.

"Good timing."

"boom!"

next second.

The fat bald man was knocked flying.

The large body was thrown more than ten meters before finally coming to a stop upon hitting the ruins of the small building.

"Ahem!"

The fat, bald man coughed twice, a trickle of crimson blood flowing from the corner of his mouth, but a wicked smile crept across his lips:

"Chinese martial arts are profound and interesting."

As soon as he finished speaking, he used one hand to support himself as he struggled to his feet, then reached into his pocket with his other hand and pulled out a bright red syringe.

"Hahaha! Li Shuwen, is it? This injection was specifically developed for martial artists at the Transcendent Realm."

"Pfft!"

The fat, bald man inserted the needle into his neck.

moment.

His whole body actually began to grow again.

His height, which was originally less than 1.7 meters, began to grow taller and taller, eventually stopping at around 2.4 meters. His originally fat body also turned into muscles as strong as steel.

"Knock knock!"

He clashed his fists together, a wicked smile still playing on his lips: "Take this!"

Lin Ji was taken aback.

The fat man didn't lose consciousness.

Lin Ji's eyes lit up, and he glanced at the crowd again.

Although the fat man's blood and energy were violent, they were very restrained, as if they were fixed within a specific area by something.

The punch he threw was completely devoid of any skill.

Lin Ji glanced to the side, his gaze sweeping over the man in the top hat.

The man's head was covered in thick white light, yet there was an indescribable feeling about it.

As thoughts shifted,

The opponent's fist was already coming at us.

Lin Ji raised the gun with both hands, the gun barrel suddenly tensed, and the cold light of the gun tip met the fat bald man.

"boom!"

Fighting spears with bare hands.

The fat bald man didn't lose.

This time he didn't retreat an inch, letting the spear tip pierce his arm, his fist never stopping.

The enormous fist slammed down along the gun barrel towards Lin Ji.

Lin Ji's eyes trembled slightly.

With a twist and a press of the gun in his hand, he suddenly shifted his feet and, using the immense force of the fat bald man's hands, pulled the spear back out.

"You are not Li Shuwen!"

The middle-aged man with the top hat glared at him and hissed in a low voice.

He lightly touched the ground with the soles of his feet, lifted his foot slightly, and seemingly took a slow step. The next second, he turned into a blur and appeared in front of Lin Ji.

Tell me, who are you!

As they were talking.

The top hat in his hand was already pressing down on Lin Ji.

Within Lin Ji's sea of ​​consciousness, the black and white jade pendant suddenly accelerated its rotation speed.

As Lin Ji's chest heaved, a majestic and boundless aura gradually spread around him.

Just as Lin Ji's aura was about to reach its peak.

The hat was put on.

Just then.

A voice suddenly rang out.

"I'll tell you who it is!"

Followed by.

The air in the consulate compound suddenly froze.

All the sounds vanished in an instant.

All I heard was...

A sharp whistling sound rang out as if the air was being torn apart.

A large black spear suddenly stabbed into the grey-white top hat from behind Lin Ji.

The thin, middle-aged man was startled. He hurriedly pulled his hand back, but he couldn't dodge the large black gun at all.

The tip of the gun flashed coldly, piercing through the gray top hat.

"Sizzle!"

The spear pierced the ground.

It only stirred up a wisp of dust, but it startled the thin, middle-aged man, causing him to stagger back dozens of steps. His pupils contracted, and he exclaimed in shock:

"Li Shuwen, you really came to Jiangcheng!"

A chill ran down Lin Ji's spine, and his eye twitched involuntarily.

How did I end up running into the person in question?

"What's it to me!"

Li Shuwen flicked the tip of his spear, pointing the blade directly at the tall, thin man, who was so frightened that he retreated again.

"Let's go!"

He grabbed Lin Ji's gray shirt and suddenly leaped out of the consulate.

"Hmph!" The tall, thin man snorted coldly, but dared not say anything more, and could only watch helplessly as Lin Ji and the other man jumped out of the consulate.

"Mr. Gao, why didn't you stop them!" The fat bald man ignored his right hand, which had been pierced by Lin Ji, and walked up to the tall, thin man, questioning him sharply.

"He's Li Shuwen!" Gao Ran's voice rose a few decibels: "Late-stage Transformation Realm!"

"So what? The Empire's potions are specifically designed to target your Transcendent Realm! Twice already! The British Consulate in Jiangcheng has been attacked twice already, are you just going to watch them walk away?"

Prus waved his bleeding right hand and questioned Gao Ran.

"Idiot!" Gao Ran glanced at him, cursing inwardly, but his face remained impassive.

"Mr. Prouss, the most urgent task is to deal with that old man. You can wait until the situation in Jiangcheng is completely stable, and use Li Shuwen's incident today as leverage to put pressure on China and gain some benefits in the process."

After listening to Gao Ran's analysis, Prouss's volatile emotions gradually calmed down, but he still muttered a curse under his breath:

"Li Shuwen? Once the Empire's plan is completed, I'll see just how powerful you martial artists really are."

Gao Ran stepped forward, picked up the hat with a hole in it from the ground, and dusted it off.

"Who is that other figure? How come he knows the Six Harmonies Spear!"

……

Outside the consulate.

Li Shuwen placed Lin Ji on the ground, then slightly twisted the gun barrel, brushing the butt against Lin Ji's clothes, wiping away most of Lin Ji's attire.

"To have mastered the Six Harmonies Spear Intent in just half a day, not bad at all."

He slung the rifle over his shoulder, turned, and walked out of the alley, his voice booming:

"Don't impersonate me again. I have official duties to attend to. If things go wrong, I'll have a hard time explaining myself!"

Looking at Li Shuwen's imposing back, he thought to himself:

"Just like that, you're leaving?"

Lin Ji pondered for a moment.

He couldn't figure out the reason.

Seeing Li Shuwen disappear at the alley entrance, he also slung the Mountain and River Stabilizing Spear over his back and walked to the other side of the alley.

Tonight, he has achieved what he wanted.

The results were even better than expected.

He was walking on the road back to the west of the city.

Lin Ji recalled the scene of fighting with that Westerner.

The foreigners' blood-related potion has been upgraded again.

Surprisingly, the negative effects of losing one's temper were eliminated.

The martial arts ban a year from now will make the arena even more difficult.

……

West of the city.

Xia Long'an pushed open the door and entered the courtyard.

"Ahem!"

"Ahem!"

The sound of coughing kept coming from inside his house.

He pushed open the door and entered the room, his eyes lighting up.

The little girl actually sat up and sipped her porridge from the bowl.

just,

He looked up and glanced at his youngest son.

The youngest son was curled up in bed, coughing incessantly.