Chapter 66 - 66: The First Blade in Chaotic Times

Chapter 66: The First Blade in Chaotic Times

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He looked at Li Yueming with a complicated expression.

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

He sighed.

Li Yueming shook his head.

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

Very quickly.

The two arrived at Green Harbor.

Compared to the liveliness and prosperity a year ago.

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

The palace was in chaos. Thê source of this content n/o/v/(el)bi((n))

The already unstable places became even more chaotic.

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

But now.

All the county governors were scheming in their hearts.

How could he control them?

In 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.

It was going to be another disastrous year.

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

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

Many powerful bandits even dared to attack cities.

Under such circumstances.

The trade route could not be maintained.

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

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

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

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

Standing beside the most prosperous alley in the past.

Li Yueming saw many refugees with yellow faces.

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

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

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

But that was all.

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

According to Wang Er Mazi.

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

The scene outside the city gate was truly tragic.

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

Hearing this

“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... ”

Hearing his question.

Wang Ermazi glanced around.

After making sure that there were no other spies around.

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

Li Yueming finally understood.

The world was in chaos and the warlords were divided.

It was actually a good opportunity for him.

After 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.

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

This was a building that occupied a huge area.

It was different from the dilapidated wooden houses around it.

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

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

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

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

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

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

Of course.

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

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

At this moment.

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

Generally speaking.

Chinese 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.

Therefore, there were only foreigners here.

Just like three years ago.

Li 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!””

He heard a sound.

Countless muscular men rushed out of the Gokudo Combat Gym.

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

All 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. ]

This group of foreign Gus had a strong taste.

In the surroundings.

The foreigners from the Gokudo Fighting Gym were furious.

He suddenly rushed over.

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

Regarding this.

Li Yueming did not make a move.

In the next second.

The sixteen disciples behind him stood out.

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

The young man punched out with one hand.

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

Blood splattered on his face.

Han Bufan’s expression was still determined and cold.

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

The other disciples did not want to be outdone.

One after another, they violently attacked.

For a moment.

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

His internal organs flew everywhere.

Outside the door.

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

He could not close it for a long time.

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

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

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

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