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nChapter 65: The Decline of Martial Arts, The Arrival of

nChaos (1)

nTranslator: 549690339

nThis year, Li Yueming was eight years old.

nAccording to the original fate.

nAt the age of twelve, Free State’s Gokudo Pugilist and Western Europe’s Sacred Fire Missionary landed at Qingdu Port.

nThey also had a fierce conflict with the local forces of China.

nAnd now.

nAfter Li Yueming’s barrage of punches.

nThe time when this conflict erupted seemed to have been forcefully brought forward.

nThe eight great sects were unhappy that Gokudo Grandmasters of Combat and Preachers had encroached on their resources.

nHe immediately sent a Martial King Elder, more than 20 Grandmaster Elders, and a number of elite disciples down the mountain.

nThey charged towards the headquarters of the Free State’s Pugilist and Western Europe’s Preachers in Qingdu Harbor.

nIf nothing unexpected happened.

nA fierce battle between the traditional sects of Huaxia martial artists and the foreign forces would erupt.

nHowever, the reality was beyond everyone’s expectations.

nThat morning.

nThe elites of the eight great sects charged at the Western headquarters.

nEveryone in Qingdu Port had yet to recover from the pressure brought by the tyrannical martial artists.

nIn the afternoon.

nThe heads of the experts of the eight great sects were hung on the city gates of Qingdu Port.

nIt was said that within half an hour of the elders rushing in, they were carried out horizontally by the disciples of the combat hall.

nAt this moment, looking from afar.

nThe heads on the city gates were still dripping with blood, looking extremely terrifying.

nAs soon as this information spread.

nThe entire Qingdu Port was in an uproar.

nTens of thousands, or even hundreds of thousands of residents of Qingdu Port put down their work.

nThey all swarmed onto the streets.

nVery soon, the entire entrance of the Green Capital Harbor was surrounded by the surging stream of people.

nLooking at the eight great sects ‘elders who were still incomparably ferocious during the day.

nCountless martial artists were terrified.

nAt this moment.

nA foreigner who was more than two meters tall and covered in strong muscles stood at the city gate.

nHe spoke in Chinese that wasn’t very fluent, “”ls this the expert among the Chinese martial artists? Dozens of people rushed over, but they were killed by the dozens of guards of our Gokudo Combat Dojo! If that’s all you have, then your ancient Chinese martial arts are just so-so!”

n“His combat power is less than ten times that of our Free State’s Gokudo Fighting Technique!”

nThe Westerners stood on the high city walls.

nHe looked down at all the Chinese people in Qingdu Port.

nThe disdain and contempt on his face was like a naked steel knife.

nIt made many people’s livers hurt.

nHowever, looking at the heads hanging on the city wall, he could not help but sigh.

nEveryone had to admit.

nThis time, China’s martial arts seemed to have really suffered a huge setback.

nAs a result, countless martial artists could not help but have strong self-doubt in their hearts.

nWere these foreigners and their Gokudo fighting techniques really that powerful?

nLi Yueming and Wang Ermazi were also in the crowd.

nHe looked at the head hanging on the city gate.

nLi Yueming was even more speechless.

nThis didn’t follow common sense.

nHe was still thinking that the martial artists of the eight great sects and the Grandmasters of Combat of the Free State would suffer heavy losses.

nThen, he could take advantage of it.

nHowever, he never expected that…

nHe hadn’t even finished his lunch in the courtyard.

nThe heads of the elders and disciples of the eight great sects were hung on the city wall.

nLi Yueming could smell something unusual from this quick battle record.

nLogically speaking.

nChina’s Central Plains, Free State, and Western Europe should be the three pillars of power.

nBut now.

nThe Free State and Western Europe were developing rapidly.

nOnly the Central Plains of Huaxia was stuck in a cycle of self-restraint in both martial arts and politics.

nThen, he thought of Fu Xiaorou, who had no talent in martial arts.

nIn the dark.

nLi Yueming felt as if he had touched a trace of the will of heaven and earth.

nHowever, this was not a good thing for him.

nAfter all the elders and disciples of the eight great sects had been wiped out, they would not be able to do anything.

nThe entire Qingdu Port was in discussion for a long time.

nOriginally.

nEveryone thought that the eight great sects wouldn’t take this lying down.

nHowever, half a year passed in the blink of an eye.

nThe eight great sects didn’t send any news either and fell silent.

nThey fell silent.

nIt further fueled the arrogance of the foreigners.

nThe Westerners, who were originally quite well-behaved, began to gradually become unscrupulous.

nCountless warriors were mocked.

nHe was chased away.

nOf course, it wasn’t that there was no one to resist.

nHowever, most of those who resisted would only die.

nThe foreigners were rampant.

nHowever, their ultimate fighting techniques were extremely powerful.

nEven if an ordinary person practiced for two to three years.

nIt was also more powerful than many Huaxia martial artists who had been practicing for more than ten years.

nAs time passed

nAs long as they saw the foreigners, the warriors around the Qingdu Port did not even dare to raise their heads.

nA year later.

nThe entire Qingdu Port had become the foreigners ‘backyard.

nThe Free State’s Gokudo Combat Gym and Western Europe’s Churches popped up like bamboo shoots after a rain.

nIt filled the market gap left behind by the destruction of the eight martial arts schools.

nMany small and medium-sized families in Qingdu Port were also willing to send their children to the Gokudo Fighting Gym to be trained when they saw Gokudo fighting techniques beating up martial artists.

nDuring this process.

nLi Yueming had also secretly investigated the so-called Gokudo Fighting Technique.

nIn the end.

nOther than the fact that his moves were sharper and more powerful.

nThere was no fundamental difference between Gokudo fighting techniques and martial artists ‘body tempering.

nThe only difference was that the Westerners had a set of machines that specialized in measuring human body functions.

nHe could check his body’s condition at regular intervals.

nThen, he would use this opportunity to adjust the disciples ‘training courses.

nThis was the same principle as Li Yueming using Infinite Deduction to train every inch of his body.

nThe only difference was that Li Yueming could polish every inch of his body to perfection through infinite deduction.

nAnd the machines of the foreigners could only be polished to a so-so level.

nHowever, even if that was all.

nIt was also enough to widen the gap between Gokudo Grandmasters of Combat and ordinary martial artists.

nNo wonder the eight great sects suffered such a huge loss.

nAfter finding the source of the Gokudo Grandmaster of Combat’s power, he was able to find a way out.

nLi Yueming also studied the Sacred Flame Preachers in Western Europe.

nHe realized that this group of mysterious priests actually had some skills.

nYou can obtain energy by praying to the gods.

nThe combat strength of a devout person was even more terrifying than a Gokudo Grandmaster of Combat.

nThis naturally attracted Li Yueming’s attention.

nIn order to study the methods of the preachers.

nHe had even joined the church to study for a period of time.

nIn the beginning, he found nothing.

nOnly later did he discover the clues.

nIt turned out that the missionary’s scriptures contained a strange rhythm. With this rhythm, he could mobilize his body and fuse with the energy of heaven and earth.

nThe deeper the understanding of the scriptures, the more terrifying the power that a preacher could unleash. This discovery surprised Li Yueming.

nOne had to know.

nIn the martial arts system of China’s Zhong Province.

nIn order to communicate with the world, one had to reach the Martial Saint Realm.

nIn the entire Central Plains ot China.

nThe number of Martial Saints who were still alive was definitely not more than one palm.

nHowever, the missionary could actually touch the power of the Martial Saint Realm through the comprehension and chanting of scriptures.

nIt was simply too interesting.

nAfter learning to achieve success.

nLi Yueming began to meditate in the latter half of the year.

nHe was frantically deducing the secrets hidden in the Preacher’s scriptures.

nIn the end.

nIt took a lot of effort.

nHe finally had a good harvest.

nNot only did it add a brand new touch to the Star-Moon Technique.

nIt also allowed his personal strength to rise by a level.

nIt would scare people to death if he said it.

nRight now, Li Yueming was only a small Martial Master.

nHowever, he had relied on the scriptures and deduction to forcefully comprehend the power of heaven and earth that only a Martial Saint could control.

nEven though it was insignificant compared to a true Martial Saint.

nHowever, if word got out…

nIt was estimated that the entire Central Plains of China would be shaken three times.

nJust like that.

nAn extremely fulfilling year quietly passed.

nThis year.

nLi Yueming was a nine-year-old. One day.

nAfter he finished meditating.

nLi Yueming saw Wang Ermazi looking around at the door with a panicked expression.

nSeeing that he had woken up.

nWang Ermazi hurriedly walked in and said, “Young Master, the Emperor of the Great Xia Empire suddenly died half a month ago. The new Emperor did not succeed the throne smoothly. The world is about to fall into chaos!”

nHearing this.

nLi Yueming slowly stood up from the futon.

nHe looked at his cheap mother’s barren vegetable field outside the door.

nHe suddenly remembered a sentence he often read in history books.

nThere was a great famine and cannibalism.

nThe city walls were empty, and bones covered the wilderness.

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