Lord of the Divine Show

The Haezhi Mirror is the most treasured treasure of the Gongmen. It is said that it hangs at the gate of the patrol room headquarters, and the mirror hangs high.

Whenever someone commits an offense or commits a crime, as long as the Haechi Dharma Spirit is summoned, the prisoner and the officer will all be frightened and confess honestly.

When the young policeman heard this, he immediately lost his temper and said humbly: "I am also unhappy that the Westerners are relying on this ten-mile foreign market to dump a large amount of goods, and the people are almost unable to eat..."

"This is a matter of the imperial court, not your business."

There was a hint of bitterness at the corner of the catcher's mouth.

It is not easy to overturn the late emperor's decree.

Not to mention, these foreign businessmen can operate stably here and make money every day. Is there no backing?

I don’t know how much gold and silver was sent to various ministers, cabinet ministers, and even the palace!

In fact, it is not that the imperial court has no imperial history, but it is often said by the Ministry of Rites, "The ancestral legal system cannot be changed, how can we violate the order of the late emperor?" ’ I shouted back.

This forced knowledgeable people to start anew, advocating learning from Western science and technology, setting up large-scale factories, and competing with Western goods, forming the so-called Westernization Movement.

The battle between these two factions is a partisan struggle!

There are just a few policemen trying to get involved. Do you think life is too long?

Zhong Shenxiu listened thoughtfully.

At this moment, another loud noise came from the front.

"It's open, it's open!"

"Rob, the strongest man in Europe and the West, versus Huang Yuanba, the fan of shadows, the handicap is 1 to 3!"

"It's time to hit the ring! It's time to hit the ring!"

…

Out of curiosity, Zhong Shenxiu summoned Qin Weiyin, walked half a street, and came to an intersection. He saw a large arena decorated with lights and colorful decorations in the middle.

There is a piece of red cloth on it with big characters such as "Western boxer, challenge the great Zhou Wufu".

Many Western gentlemen, ladies, as well as Eastern scholars, merchants, traffickers and lackeys formed a large circle and commented from time to time: "This Rob is born with supernatural powers and is proficient in Thai and Western boxing skills. He has killed and maimed three martial arts masters... …I’m optimistic about him.”

"Although Rob is very strong, Huang Yuanba is also a master of the Shadow Sect... Back then, with his pair of Mystic Fists, he beat all the invincible opponents in Jinling! And the odds are high, you lose three for one. If you get an upset, you will make a lot of money!"

Outside the crowd, there were several small stands where blond-haired and blue-eyed Western businessmen were selling gambling tickets, and the business was very hot.

"It turns out we were fighting in the ring, but we happened to encounter something to compete with, so we got into trouble..."

Zhong Shenxiu nodded to express his understanding.

Although the imperial court and the spiritual world were barely at peace with Western forces due to the presence of foreign enemies, the people did not care about this.

Even within the same country, there can sometimes be huge quarrels due to different regions, so why talk about foreign countries?

Therefore, as soon as this Thai-Spanish boxer challenged in name, it immediately triggered a wave of enthusiasm, as if he had captured the man...

'The businessman behind the scenes is also smart. This Rob is just a mortal, and he is only challenging martial arts... The practitioners are too embarrassed to take action... After all, there are capable people and strangers in the West! ’

‘After so many games, you have already made a lot of money from selling gambling tickets, right? ’

In the casino, no matter who the loser or winner is, the casino is definitely the most profitable!

'However, there is still a missing point. If there is a plaque like 'Sick Man of the East', the scene will be ten times more exciting... But the person behind this will be killed by the practitioners! ’

Zhong Shenxiu watched curiously.

There was a gong sound, and the Thai and Western boxing champion Rob took the lead. He was tall and muscular, and it was said that one punch had the power of a thousand kilograms. He often killed people in Thai and Western boxing matches.

Although Huang Yuanba on the other side was also strong and strong, he was two heads shorter. He looked like an unfair duel between heavyweight and lightweight.

"Game start!"

The Western referee, who was wearing a white shirt and tie, yelled and immediately jumped off the ring.

Whoosh!

As soon as he finished speaking, Huang Yuanba's legs turned into afterimages and began to circle around Rob.

The Miying Sect is just an ordinary sect of martial arts masters, but it has inherited a Mystic Fist, a set of Miying Steps, and two brushes.

Especially the shadow walk!

In the arena, before you learn to hit someone, you must first learn to be beaten. This is always a wise saying. If you can't beat someone, you have to run away.

If you still can't run, you will have no choice but to die.

Huang Yuanba has tied sandbags to his legs since he was a child. He practiced Sanfu in the summer and Sanjiu in the winter. When he grew up, he even had to run on the eaves with oil. If he didn't pay attention, he would fall and break his head. This is how he practiced. A pair of enchanting kamikaze legs appear.

At this time, when it was deployed, the figure suddenly moved forward and backward, left and right, making Rob confused. He roared suddenly and pounced forward, only to be hit by an afterimage.

"good chance!"

Huang Yuanba made a fist with five fingers on his right hand and punched it out violently.

His Mystic Boxing Technique has also gained 70% to 80% of its power. It has passed the training, concentration, listening, and other levels of ordinary warriors. It has reached the Mingjin stage of entering the palace. He has built up his divine power and the strength of each punch has increased sharply. .

Although not as good as Rob, he still has the strength of 600 to 700 kilograms and can hit people like flying. It is no lie.

At this time, a punch was thrown out and landed on Rob's back, causing the Western boxing champion to stagger.

Huang Yuanba was unyielding, his feet were like ghosts, and he used the Mystic Fist in a series, keeping his focus on the target. Suddenly he punched out, but it fell into the air.

'not good! ’

As soon as this thought flashed through his mind, Rob across from him suddenly turned around at a speed that was disproportionate to his bloated body, opened his hands, and wanted to give him a bear hug.

The patience and sudden attack of this move are truly wonderful, like a crocodile waiting for a long time, numb as a dead tree, but the first move is earth-shattering!

'Fight! ’

Huang Yuanba is a martial arts master who is passionate and will fight to the death.

Now that he was in a desperate situation, he aroused his ferocity even more. Facing Rob, his right arm swayed like a pendulum, and he punched three times like a phantom.

Crackling.

On his right hand, the joints crackled and exploded, and the force increased.

At this moment of life and death, he finally broke into a brand new realm of boxing. His heart and hands merged, his spirit and his mind merged, and he broke into the realm of 'dark strength'!

Bang bang bang!

Three punches landed exactly on Rob's head, knocking the big man down.

"One, two..."

The foreign referee was lying on the edge of the ring, shouting and slapping the ring.

Before the word 'three' came out of his mouth, Rob got up again and roared like a bear, with many bloodshot eyes in his eyes.

puff!

His figure was like flying, his speed suddenly increased, he came in front of Huang Yuanba, casting a terrifying shadow...

…

"No, this foreign devil is cheating. This posture that stimulates energy and blood clearly shows that he has taken some secret medicine!"

Under the ring, an old medicine seller holding a cloth banner flashed in his muddy eyes: "How about... the old man takes action once? No no... Not only are these Western devils not easy to mess with, but they also handed over 30% of the profits this time. , it’s not worth inviting the ‘Tai Sui Society’ to protect the Dharma…”