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Ding Li didn't show any cowardly attitude because of the other party's tyrannical means, and he did not forget Chao Miyamoto's bottom line to provoke him with his fingers.

However, this time, Miyamoto, who had just tasted the sweetness, slowly took down the second knife in his mouth, with two knives in hand, one vertically and one horizontally, completely blocking any chance of Ding Li's shot.

"You have been enjoying yourself just now, and now... it's time to let you feel the taste of not being able to fight back!"

Miyamoto Junsheng has accumulated a lot of money, and when the two swords are out, they suddenly have a twisted posture.

"Heh... This is your most powerful reliance? Then... I'll let you take a look at this hand!"

Suddenly, Ding Li took a big step and turned around, punching out alternately with a fist and a palm, and an incomparably thick aura of internal energy condensed in the palm of his hand.

"My Nima...Isn't this the legendary golden bell hooded iron cloth shirt? Do you want to be so perverted? Is this Ding Li really made of iron? I also wondered why he could not use weapons, so his body Can be used as a weapon!"

The spectator seats off the field completely exploded, and everyone exclaimed in unison, especially when they heard the sound of metal crackling in the battle stage, was that really the effect of Ding Li's arm?

"Unbelievable...Inner strength penetrates into the bones and pulses, and it can be invulnerable to any poison or poison! This is the highest level of Chinese martial arts forging. The inner strength of Ding is transformed into a substantial protective power. I never imagined that Ding Li would have such a skill at such a young age, and the old man admires it!!”

Miyamoto almost cried at that time!I thought my big rhythm was coming, but after a long time, I was countered by Ding Li again!If you think about it again, it will be even more difficult!

"Bastard, I have fought with you!!"

Countless blades raged down, Miyamoto Junsheng gave up the routine, and slashed at Ding Li in an almost arrogant way. Ding Li's external and internal strength protection is on the verge of collapse!

"Hmph... Miyamoto Junsheng! After playing with you for so long, it's time to decide the winner! Now, open your eyes to me and be optimistic about my tricks!"

In an instant, Ding Li took a deep breath and released his inner strength protection, but instead poured all the inner strength into his arms.Tantric boxing broke out again and again without warning, which is completely different from the previous routines played by Ding Li. The Tantric routines that integrate one practice method are Ding Li's strongest method. After this set of kung fu is played, it is no longer the so-called peak on the field. Duel, because every time Ding Li hits a punch, the shocking force that bursts out is a bit tyrannical. The original evenly matched competition has also become a unilateral crushing performance by Ding Li with the advent of the secret esoteric sect!

"That's... Jinmen Tantric Sect!! The essence of Chinese martial arts that has been lost for hundreds of years has really come to life!"

At this moment, thousands of Huaxia fans burst out with roar resonance from the depths of their souls!With every punch that Ding Li wielded, he stirred up a sad past that was sealed in history. The glory of the grand master of martial arts that shook Kyushu back then will be recaptured by this young man!

Chapter [-] Destroyed

"What!! It's Tantric Fist! You... who are you?"

Miyamoto Junsheng's eyeballs almost flew out. He never dreamed that he could actually see this nightmare-like and terrifying inheritance in Ding Li!

"Hmph, I said, I want to take back the glory that belongs to us for me!"

Seventeen punches hit Miyamoto Junsheng hard in succession, and the two short knives were all shattered and broken. Apart from the blood, there is no more action to be made.

All the previous even-handed competitions were all illusions... Everyone finally understood that when Ding Li really decided to get serious, there was no suspense in this duel.It turns out that the gap between the two is so huge!

"Too strong... Now this young man has a martial art heritage far surpassing any previous generation of Chinese martial arts leaders. He has enough ability to carry this banner and become the new symbol of my Asian martial arts!"

"Ding Li! Ding Li! Ding Li..."

An unprecedented wave of shouting from thousands of people finally broke out. Over the entire Beihai DAO, the name seemed to be echoing in every corner of the city, and the duel scene displayed on the screen outside the square building was also madly passing on the shouting.

All of them are paying lofty respect to this new king in their own way!It was Ding Li who awakened Huaxia martial arts from the dusty past for hundreds of years. The oriental dragon was crowned with glory at the top of martial arts. From now on, it will be carried forward on this young man and will go further to the other side of inheritance!

Of course... the louder the cheers, the deeper the grief and loneliness of the opponent!People seem to have forgotten the existence of Miyamoto Juno.It's just that when all the hustle and bustle calmed down, Ding Li did not rush to his own throne, but picked up the plaque of the sick man of East Asia and walked in front of Miyamoto.

"Miyamoto, listen to me! Maybe in the hearts of many of you, this brand belongs to us Huaxia, but from today, I want you people to always remember that I, Huaxia, are destined to be in the new China. The leaders of the times, Qunlun, stand at the top of the world! Not only Asia, but even the whole world, must have a place for us Chinese people! These four words will never appear again!"

A palm fell across the sky, and Ding Li's huge palm tip poured down, shaking him to pieces in front of Miyamoto and everyone.And this moment has also been captured by countless media, and it has become the most classic eternal moment, and it has become another pride worthy of eternal praise in the new era of China!

Stepping on the broken plaque, Ding Li didn't look at Miyamoto at his feet again. In the cheers and shouts of everyone, and under the gaze of all the eagerly looking forward, Ding Li ascended to his martial arts throne!

"Ding Li! Ding Li! Ding Li..."

Enjoying the unparalleled glory of this moment, Ding Li's eyes consciously fell on the position of the VIP seat Cangmu Xun, and they looked at her Qiushui bright eyes. !It is because of the presence of the other party that this honor is so precious!

"I can't think of it... Everything about the family legend is really just a scam... The residual martial arts can't compete with the tantric inheritance! My ancestors really lost to the ancestors of the Huo style. Standing on the top of martial arts, there is no opponent, hehe, it turns out that I am the saddest joke!"

Ding Li had already completed his coronation, bearing the glory of the king, got up and left the throne again and came to Miyamoto Junsheng.

"From your eyes, I can understand this. It's almost the same as I imagined. You, the younger generation of the Miyamoto family, are only living in the dreams prepared by their ancestors. They never admitted that they were wrong back then, and even more so. Infuse this belief into the bones of your descendants, and you are only victims."

Originally, Ding Li wanted to humiliate Miyamoto to vent his hatred from the past. After thinking about it, he had already got everything, not to mention seeing Miyamoto's sad and lonely situation at the moment is quite worthy of sympathy.

"As long as you are willing, the Grand Master Alliance will still have a place in the Miyamoto family. Let's join hands and carry forward the Asian martial arts culture to the whole world. Isn't it a great joy?"

"Hahaha... It doesn't matter anymore, these are not important to me anymore! What kind of TM's family glory, what I've been carrying for decades is just a worthless scam, hahaha... It's ridiculous! "

Miyamoto suddenly burst into a frantic laugh and jumped up, knelt in front of Ding Li and hugged his thigh, begging for his life. Seeing the thousands of spectators in the hall, there was an uproar!Those few loyal fans of Hayao Miyamoto were completely devastated by this.

"Ding Li! You've got everything, please, please return Xun'er to me... I really only have her, please don't take her away from me!"

"Miyamoto Junsheng! You, the head of the dignified Miyamoto family, kneel down and beg for mercy to this descendant of Chinese martial arts, do you still have dignity!"

"That's right! You bastard, you really disgrace the martial arts of our R Empire, get out of here!!"

"Miyamoto, get out! Miyamoto, get out!"

I don't know who is in charge of the rhythm, Ding Li probably glanced at it. It was a few servants of Jiuwoshan's family who were crazy to set the rhythm. Seeing it in Ding Li's eyes, it felt even more disgusting. No matter what, the Jiuwoshan family's debt will be paid sooner or later. Forget it, it was an unforgivable sin for them to send a killer to attack Ding Li!

"Sorry, I can't agree to your request."

Ding Li's voice was very clear, no matter how Miyamoto knelt in front of him and grabbed his leg to beg for mercy, Ding Li still looked absolutely resolute, his eyes calmly looking at Tangxia Canguki Xun.

"If you lose her... what if you win the world?"

Miyamoto put down his arms in despair, and sat on the ground in such a decadent slump. No one could see that when he dropped his hand, he inadvertently picked up a fragment of the broken blade in the palm of his hand, slashed a bloodstain, and the blood was soaked in water. At the edge of the blade, great energy is being integrated into the broken blade fragment in his hand.

"Actually... There has always been a trick of the survivors in the inheritance of the residual martial arts. No one in my Miyamoto family has played it for generations. Today... I want to try it!"

Miyamoto suddenly showed a hideous smile and suddenly raised his head to look at Ding Li. As he let out a hysterical howl, Miyamoto rushed to the edge of the battle platform like a mad dog, and threw hard along the position where Cangmu Xun was!The blood-colored broken blade fragments burst out at an irresistible detachment speed!

"Remnant Martial Blood Blade, there is no vain case! Ding Li, I can't defeat you, but I can destroy her!"