My Life Simulator

The "Super Soldier Program" is going very well.

After three months of strengthening, the 15,000 soldiers under Li Jinglin's command became martial arts masters one by one.

However, the physical fitness is strong, and the combat skills need to continue to be trained.

The "Special Forces Training Outline" formulated by Lu Li, even if it is a "super soldier" whose physical fitness exceeds that of ordinary people, it still needs to continue training for about three months before he can officially complete all the training subjects.

Since this time, the international situation... has been very good.

With the "Oriental Magic Medicine" provided by Lu Li, the survival rate of wounded soldiers in the countries participating in the war increased sharply. Both sides felt that if they continued to fight, they would definitely win.

So... Ou Lu has already become a pot of porridge, and even Midi, who has been on the sidelines for a long time, finally rolled up his sleeves and went to work.

Under such circumstances, the Western powers focused their attention on the battlefields of the European continent, and had no time to pay attention to the Far East.

In today's China, the only real threatening foreign enemies are the Japanese pirates who occupied Qingdao, Laizhou, Jiaozhou Bay and other places.

Their good days are not long.

Once the super soldier completes the training, the red flag will spread all over the world, and it will surely clean up the universe and reorganize the universe.

However... the little devil's movements still didn't stop.

Just as Lu Li and others were immersed in training the "super soldiers" and building up their strength, an outrageous news was published in the newspaper.

"The Japanese pirates threatened: China is the sick man's country, and the people are sick men of East Asia!"

"Masters of Japanese karate, judo, aikido, kendo and other factions gathered in Shanghai to challenge the Chinese martial arts."

Seeing this newspaper, Sun Lutang and the others were furious.

"Little devil, this is courting death!"

Yan Yunqi squeezed his palm with a grin on his face: "How dare you jump out to be a demon? I'm afraid you don't know how to write the word "dead"? Let's go! Let's kill them!"

"You really have to teach them a lesson!"

Sun Lutang was extremely sensitive to the derogatory term "Sick Man of East Asia", and there was a coldness in his eyes.

"I can't go away, the three of you go!"

Li Jinglin's hands are also a little itchy, but...he is a person who holds a lot of soldiers in his hands, unlike Lu Li and the others, who can go out if he wants to.

"Okay! Let's go!"

Lu Li nodded towards Li Jinglin, "First get rid of the arrogance of the little devil, and boost the spirit of the Chinese people."

It is also necessary to enhance national self-confidence.

Just like sports in later generations, it is also aimed at enhancing national self-confidence.

Afterwards, Lu Li, Sun Lutang, and Yan Yunqi traveled south by car, all the way to Shanghai.

...

Shanghai to Hongkou.

This area is already a gathering area for Japanese people.

On Penglai Road, the Japanese pirates set up a huge ring to challenge the Chinese martial arts.

At this moment, in the face of the extremely insulting title of "Sick Man of East Asia", how can the local martial arts figures in Shanghai still hold back? They came to the stage to face the arrogant Japanese pirates.

However... these third-rate Jianghu characters naturally have little chance of winning in front of the top fighters of the Japanese pirates.

At the end of the day, more than a dozen martial arts figures who came to the stage to challenge were all defeated.

The Japanese pirates attacked very hard, and almost every defeated martial arts figure was seriously injured and either died or was disabled.

What is even more outrageous is that after defeating the martial arts figures, the Japanese pirates mocked and even threw the plaque with the words "Sick Man of East Asia" in front of those who failed in the battle.

For a time, the people in Shanghai felt both indignant and frustrated.

defeated! Another defeat!

Where is our martial arts master? Why haven't you come out yet?

In the face of this extreme humiliation, the people clenched their fists tightly with grief and indignation on their faces.

Jinling City.

Du Xinwu also saw the newspaper, and also saw the extremely arrogant arrogance of the Japanese pirates, and his heart was full of fire.

However... as someone else's bodyguard, it is no longer the time to walk alone in the rivers and lakes. Du Xinwu can't throw everything away and kill himself in Shanghai.

Damn it!

Where is Sun Lutang? Where is Shenzhou Qixia? Why haven't you started yet?

Du Xinwu clenched his fist tightly.

...

Today is the third day of the Japanese pirates.

In the past two days, dozens of martial arts figures have come to the stage to fight, but they have been defeated one by one.

The shadow of defeat and the humiliation of Japanese pirates made the people feel indignant and frustrated, but there is still hope in their hearts.

The master hasn't come yet! We will surely win! We must be victorious!

With this hope, after the opening of the ring today, there are still many people gathered under the ring, waiting for the victory!

nine in the morning.

The ring challenge is on again.

A sumo wrestler with big arms and round waist, full of fat, like a mountain of meat, stepped onto the ring with heavy steps.

"Sick men of East Asia, today... who came up to die?"

The sumo wrestler shouted frantically towards the audience with his fat-filled throat.

"Japanese pirates and thieves, cultivation is rampant!"

There was only a roar from the audience, a figure jumped up, a Harrier turned over, and swept onto the ring.

"Baihemen Liu Baichuan, come to learn!"

This sturdy man in a black suit swept up to the high platform, posing as a white crane with wings, challenging the Japanese pirate sumo wrestler.

"it is good!"

"Good guy!"

The audience immediately cheered and cheered.

No matter what your strength is, no matter whether you can win or not, if you dare to come on stage to fight, you are already considered a good man.

The "Dang" bell rang, and the ring competition began.

I saw Baihemen Liu Baichuan jumping up, his body was quick and light, and he rushed in front of the sumo wrestler in an instant, shot like electricity, and punched and kicked at the sumo wrestler fiercely.

With Liu Baichuan's agile skills, it's not too easy to hit a sumo wrestler, but... the fat is too thick!

The fists and feet hit the fat, and waves of flesh swayed, but the strength couldn't penetrate at all.

"Chicken, are you tickling me?"

The sumo wrestler said angrily, a cold light burst out from his narrowed eyes, he slapped Liu Baichuan with his thick and fat palm.

This palm swept over, and the heavy force brought out a whistling sound of wind.

Liu Baichuan was agile in the end, and with a little foot, he easily avoided the blow.

But...that still doesn't change the situation.

The fat is too thick to be moved at all!

At this moment, Liu Baichuan had the feeling that "a dog bites a turtle and has nowhere to put its mouth down".

"Come on! Come on! Little chick!"

The sumo wrestler screamed, spread his arms like a wall, and pressed towards Liu Baichuan.

The space in the ring is limited!

If it is a street battle, with Liu Baichuan's flexible skills, even if he can't beat the opponent, the opponent can't beat him, and it's still an invincible situation.

Now... the space in the ring is limited, the sumo wrestlers are squeezed like a wall, Liu Baichuan's space for activities is getting smaller and smaller, and the room for dodging and maneuvering is getting smaller and smaller.

The situation is very bad!

Liu Baichuan already knew that he might not win at all. The only thing he can do is... Even if he loses, I will give you a hard time!

"kill!"

Liu Baichuan let out a loud roar, stomped on his feet, rose into the air, and kicked the sumo wrestler's head heavily.

The sumo wrestler didn't dodge or evade at all, just raised his arms and blocked his way.

With a "bang", Liu Baichuan kicked the sumo wrestler's arm, causing a loud noise.

However... this is too much tonnage.

With all his strength, he couldn't even lift this mountain of meat.

The next moment, Liu Baichuan was about to change his move, but the sumo wrestler grabbed his right leg.

"It's over!"

Liu Baichuan's heart tightened and he struggled, but it was too late.

"Hahaha! The sick man of East Asia! The sick man of East Asia!"

The sumo wrestler picked up Liu Baichuan and threw it around a few times, burst into laughter, and was extremely arrogant.

Lost again!

When the people in the audience saw this scene, their hearts were humiliated and helpless!

"Haha! Go to hell!"

The sumo wrestler let out a loud roar, swung Liu Baichuan up, and smashed it heavily against the concrete floor below the ring.

If this time is real, Liu Baichuan will lose Half-Life if he doesn't die.

"Bastard!"

"No reason!"

"Rescue!"

At this time, three roars suddenly burst out from the crowd, and three figures rushed out!

These three were naturally Lu Li, Sun Lutang and Yan Yunqi.

The three rushed out at the same time, but Lu Li was the fastest, followed by Sun Lutang and Yan Yunqi at the end.

The moment Liu Baichuan smashed into the ring, Lu Li rushed to the landing spot, and with a stroke of Tai Chi cloud hand, the force of the smashing was eliminated. Lu Li supported Liu Baichuan and fell steadily to the ground.

"it is good!"

"Good work!"

"The master is here! The little devil is in trouble!"

Seeing that Lu Li rescued Liu Baichuan in an instant, the surrounding people cheered and cheered.

"Brother Liu, are you alright?"

Lu Li nodded towards Liu Baichuan and asked with a smile.

"fine!"

Liu Baichuan came back to his senses, and hurriedly bowed his hands to Lu Li, "Thank you for your help. Dare to ask your name? Liu Baichuan is very grateful."

"I'm going down Luli!"

Lu Li reported his name to Liu Baichuan, "Not an expert."

"Lao Lu, Lao Sun, this little devil, let me clean up!"

Yan Yunqi pointed at the sumo wrestler on the stage and squeezed his palm, "Look at how arrogant he is... I look like a slap to kill him."

"I'll come!"

Lu Li turned his head and glanced at Yan Yunqi and Sun Lutang, "Don't you guys really want to know how strong I am? Let me show you a hand!"

"it is good!"

Sun Lutang's eyes lit up, "I'm really curious how strong Brother Lu's kung fu is!"

"Not bad! Not bad! I also want to know how strong Brother Lu is!"

Yan Yunqi also nodded. Yan Yunqi doesn't understand how strong Lu Li's ability is, anyway...the longer he contacts, the more unfathomable Lu Li feels, and he can't see the depth at all.

"Haha! Then I'll go up!"

Lu Li nodded towards Sun Lutang and Yan Yunqi, and walked towards the ring.

When he came to the edge of the ring, Lu Li jumped up and boarded the ring neatly.

"Come on, play the second game."

The sumo wrestler on the ring Lu Lichao hooked his fingers, "Don't worry, I will definitely... kill you!"

"Little white face, you are courting death!"

In the eyes of the sumo wrestler whose fat was piled into slits, a cold and fierce light burst out.

Just wanted to crush Liu Baichuan to death, but was rescued by Lu Li, which made the sumo wrestler very unhappy.

Destroying the enemy, seeing the enemy's blood splashing, and seeing the enemy's pain and wailing, this is what a sumo wrestler desires most, and it can bring him extreme pleasure.

However, just now, he wanted to kill Liu Baichuan with one blow, but was rescued by Lu Li. This is equivalent to...the moment that was about to spew but stopped abruptly.

As soon as the bell rang, the second ring competition began.

"go to hell!"

The sumo wrestler let out a furious roar, stepped on his foot, and his body rose, slamming into Lu Li.

Heavy footsteps stepped on the ring, and the whole ring was shaking.

The sumo wrestler, like a mountain of meat, rushed up with a rumble, as if a wild colossus slammed into it madly and ruthlessly.

As we all know, the heavier the object, the greater the inertia.

A sumo wrestler like Roshan, rushing over like this, the impact damage caused by it must be very terrifying.

"Savage Clash?"

Lu Li sneered, "Then let's see who can collide better!"

As soon as he stepped on it, Lu Li jumped up, facing the colliding sumo wrestler, also rushing up in a collision posture, making a head-to-head collision.

The way Lu Li responded shocked the audience.

What are you doing! That Roshan weighs at least several times your weight. Can you beat him? Why fight him hard?

"Two brothers, this situation..."

Seeing Lu Li's response, Liu Baichuan had a look of horror on his face, and hurriedly looked at Sun Lutang and Yan Yunqi, "Brother Lu is a little dangerous to fight like this!"

"fine!"

Sun Lutang smiled and shook his head.

"How can there be any danger?"

Yan Yunqi pouted, "With Brother Lu's ability, this fat pig is a scum!"

"..."

Liu Baichuan felt offended. I was almost killed by a fat pig, but in your opinion I'm a scum?

"That... just how holy is Brother Lu Li!"

Liu Baichuan was very unfamiliar with the name Lu Li, and he had never heard of a master named Lu Li in martial arts.

Yan Yunqi grinned: "The Legend of Shenzhou, have you heard of it?"

"what?"

Liu Baichuan was stunned, "So it's the Legend of China?"

When everyone was talking, the two people who collided head-on in the arena were about to collide with each other.

"Go to hell!"

The sumo wrestler covered his face with his hands, and a roar burst out from his mouth, bursting out with all his strength, and slammed into Lu Li ruthlessly.

Lu Li also started to explode.

"Bajiquan, rely on Tieshan!"

As soon as he stepped on the foot, his body swayed, and Lu Li used his shoulders to use the most famous strike technique in Chinese martial arts.

The two figures collided fiercely.

"Boom" sounded loudly.

As if two fast-moving cars collided head-on, the violent impact shook the entire arena violently.

In this kind of frontal collision, the heavier one has the advantage, and it is easy to knock the lighter one into the air.

However... the situation in the ring is just the opposite.

After the violent impact, the huge and heavy sumo wrestler, like Roshan, let out a mournful howl, and was suddenly knocked out by Lu Li, and flew out of the ring far away.

"Boom", the sumo wrestler fell heavily to the ground, shaking the dust.

A mouthful of blood spurted out, and the sumo wrestler was paralyzed into a mass of mud. Suddenly, the sternum was smashed by a blow, and the internal organs were shattered, and he couldn't die any longer!

"Victory!"

"Win! Win!"

After a moment of silence, the audience below the stage burst into earth-shattering cheers.