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nChapter 66: The First Blade in Chaotic Times

nTranslator: 549690339

nHe looked at Li Yueming with a complicated expression.

n“Young Master, what’s wrong?” Wang Ermazi asked in confusion.”

nHe sighed.

nLi Yueming shook his head.

n“Let’s go out and take a look! ‘”‘ Wang Er Mazi did as he was told.

nVery quickly.

nThe two arrived at Green Harbor.

nCompared to the liveliness and prosperity a year ago.

nThis time, Li Yueming could clearly feel that there were fewer people and goods in Qingdu Port.

nThe palace was in chaos.

nThe already unstable places became even more chaotic.

nIn the past, the bandits and bandits were somewhat afraid of the government’s troops.

nBut now.

nAll the county governors were scheming in their hearts.

nHow could he control them?

nIn addition, the temperature this year was much lower than in previous years. The crops planted in the fields could not grow normally because of the low temperature.

nIt was going to be another disastrous year.

nThe bandits from all over the world had already formed a mighty crowd.

nRaging, killing, looting, and attacking the village were just the appetizers.

nMany powerful bandits even dared to attack cities.

nUnder such circumstances.

nThe trade route could not be maintained.

nNaturally, there were fewer merchants coming and going to Qingdu Port.

nHowever, this cold wave that was visible to the naked eye did not hit the Westerners.

nThey were dressed in suits and high heels as they walked down the street.

nThey were completely different from the surrounding civilians in ragged clothes.

nStanding beside the most prosperous alley in the past.

nLi Yueming saw many refugees with yellow faces.

nSome of them were begging on the streets, while others were gritting their teeth and looking for a job.

nHowever, in this bleak environment, no one had the strength to be a saint.

nThose who had surplus food at home might give them a few steamed buns.

nBut that was all.

nThis was only a small part of the scene under the turmoil.

nAccording to Wang Er Mazi.

nThe refugees who were able to enter Qingdu Port were already the luckiest batch.

nThe scene outside the city gate was truly tragic.

nThe number of refugees increased every day, and the number of people who froze to death and starved to death also soared.

nHearing this

n“The city should be able to accommodate some refugees, right?” Li Yueming asked in a muffled voice. I heard that it’s the peak season for fish harvest recently… ”

nHearing his question.

nWang Ermazi glanced around.

nAfter making sure that there were no other spies around.

n“The Westerners won’t let us go. They are the true rulers of this city!” he whispered.”

nLi Yueming finally understood.

nThe world was in chaos and the warlords were divided.

nIt was actually a good opportunity for him.

nAfter all, if he wanted to obtain a higher score for the Reincarnation Mark, he would have to do something earth-shattering in this world. The chaotic world was a piece of soil that was full of nutrients.

nThen…

nThe first strike would be from these foreign devils in Qingdu port!

nLi Yueming turned around.

nIn the courtyard, the youths trained hard day after day.

nHowever, Li Yueming had already allowed them to move around outside.

nTherefore, he had no choice.

nThe children were not bored.

nHe looked at the group of disciples in front of him who were full of fighting spirit.

nLi Yueming opened his mouth and said,” Put on your clothes and grab your weapons. Follow me!””

nThe students were all pleasantly surprised when they heard this.

nLi Yueming had never brought them out before.

nToday was the first time.

nHe quickly packed his things.

nThe group of people walked out of the old courtyard.

nHe silently followed behind Li Yueming and headed toward the Free State’s Gokudo Dojo.

nOn the way.

nMany martial artists noticed Li Yueming’s group.

nThey couldn’t help but stop and look over.

nHe had no choice.

nLi Yueming and his disciple were too eye-catching.

nThey were like dazzling pearls in the crowd.

nIt was difficult not to attract attention.

nMany martial artists followed behind them out of curiosity.

nThere were also some sharp people who noticed that Li Yueming and the others seemed to be heading towards the Free State’s Gokudo Combat Dojo headquarters.

nThis discovery could not help but arouse the bewilderment of many martial artists.

nIn just a year.

nThe Westerners used their absolute combat strength and superiority to suppress all the martial artists in Qingdu Port.

nNow.

nThe status of martial artists in Qingdu Port was only slightly better than that of ordinary civilians.

nIf they met foreigners, they could only lower their heads and wag their tails if thev wanted to live.

nThe group of young men in front of him rushed towards the Gokudo Combat Dojo’s headquarters aggressively.

nCould it be that he was looking for trouble with the foreigners?

nLi Yueming and the others were getting closer and closer to the combat hall headquarters.

nFinally, a martial artist caught up and whispered, “What are you kids trying to do? The foreigners over there don’t even blink when they kill our Chinese martial artists!”

nHearing the reminder.

nLi Yueming turned around and looked at the warrior.

nHe could not help but reveal a harmless smile and said seriously, “To tell you the truth, I don’t like to blink when I kill people either!”

nThe martial artist was speechless.

nThe little ghosts these days really did not know the immensity of heaven and earth.

nGood words can’t persuade a damn ghost.

nIt was a pity that they were just a bunch of kids whose hair had not fully grown…

nThe martial artist sighed and took a few steps back.

nHe followed from afar, afraid that he would be implicated if something happened later.

nIt wasn’t that they were too cowardly.

nIt was because the spines of the martial artists around Qingdu Port had been broken by the Westerners.

nIt wasn’t like there weren’t any people who had challenged those foreigners in the past.

nBut what was the final result?

nIf they weren’t beheaded, they would be teased to death by those damn Westerners.

nAll of them ended up miserable.

nThirty minutes later.

nLi Yueming led the 16 disciples to the Gokudo Combat Dojo’s headquarters.

nThis was a building that occupied a huge area.

nIt was different from the dilapidated wooden houses around it.

nThe Gokudo Combat Tubes were decorated in a very imposing manner.

nThere was also a statue of a strong and exquisite man at the door.

nIt was said that this half-naked fellow was the God of Combat of the Free State.

nHis status in the Free State was barely equivalent to the founding ancestor of the Great Xia Kingdom.

nHe was the one who had developed Gokudo fighting techniques to the extreme.

nFurthermore, he had single-handedly promoted it to the entire Free State.

nOf course.

nThe Great Xia Kingdom’s ancestor had died on the path of seeking immortality and seeking Dao hundreds of years ago.

nAnd this Gokudo God of Combat was still in his prime.

nAt this moment.

nThe members of the combat hall were all undergoing physical training.

nGenerally speaking.

nChinese people were not allowed to enter the headquarters of the Gokudo Fighting Gym. They could only pay to learn Gokudo Fighting Techniques in the branch.

nTherefore, there were only foreigners here.

nJust like three years ago.

nLi Yueming kicked away the statue that symbolized the Gokudo God of Combat. He said coldly, “Challenge the dojo. If you don’t want to die, get lost. If you want to die, get over here!””

nHe heard a sound.

nCountless muscular men rushed out of the Gokudo Combat Gym.

nHe looked at the broken statue of the God of Combat.

nAll the Westerners were spitting out anger from their eyes. “Despicable Huaxia native, how dare you trample on the God of Combat with your dirty feet? I’m going to hang you up and stab you in the ass!” Li Yueming, Concealment.

nThis group of foreign Gus had a strong taste.

nIn the surroundings.

nThe foreigners from the Gokudo Fighting Gym were furious.

nHe suddenly rushed over.

nObviously, he was prepared to tear the rebellious Li Yueming into pieces.

nRegarding this.

nLi Yueming did not make a move.

nIn the next second.

nThe sixteen disciples behind him stood out.

nThe strongest eldest senior brother, Han Bufan, shouted and took the lead to attack, “Anyone who blocks my master will die!” He finished speaking.

nThe young man punched out with one hand.

nA punch pierced through the chest of the Westerner who was charging at the front.

nBlood splattered on his face.

nHan Bufan’s expression was still determined and cold.

nIt could only be said that they were indeed of the same lineage. Han Bufan did not like to blink his eyes when killing people.

nThe other disciples did not want to be outdone.

nOne after another, they violently attacked.

nFor a moment.

nIn front of them, the arrogant Westerners were as miserable as dead dogs.

nHis internal organs flew everywhere.

nOutside the door.

nCountless martial artists who had come to watch the show saw this scene and could not help but open their mouths wide.

nHe could not close it for a long time.

nAt the same time, a wave of excitement and tremors surged out from the depths of their souls.

nIt turned into a warm current that sparkled in the eyes of all the martial artists.

nSomeone couldn’t help but rub his eyes repeatedly and mutter,””This… Is this really the power that we martial artists can display?”

nI won’t refuse any recommendation or monthly votes!

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