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Prequel to Jingwu Sect Chapter 17 Qualification of Successor (Part 2) Update 1

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    "The iron fist is ruthless," the two were telling the meaning of this sentence. They felt their fists hit each other, and the other's fists also fell on their chests.  The two of them turned into a sculpture and stood still, as if their posture had never changed since ancient times.

    "Why don't you do it?" Zhang Jun looked at Tanaka Anno with a pale face and asked with slow breathing and deep doubts.

    "Haha! Poof!" Just as he spoke, a mouthful of bright red blood spurted out, and then he smiled bitterly and whispered: "As a subject of the Emperor, I failed to complete the mission entrusted to me by the Emperor and failed in the duel.  The emperor's messenger died. As a samurai, I couldn't defend bushido. The only opponent I respected was killed by the emperor's messenger. In any case, I should commit seppuku This punch I was the one who returned the favor.  Mr.¡¯s punch"

    Zhang Jun slowly put away his fist that hit his chest, squatted down, and slowly pressed his boiling blood into his Dantian. After the battle with Tanaka Anno just now, Zhang Jun's blood and energy were almost exhausted, and his pores were also  Quickly let go. If the pores are loosened at this moment and the breath in the chest is dissipated, then Zhang Jun will no longer be able to fight. It is really no different from seeking death here. At this time, Zhang Jun can no longer bear it. Tanaka Anye has lost  Fighting power, immediately calm down the boiling blood and preserve the energy in the chest.

    "I know your wishes, so go with peace of mind!" He smoothed the other person's eyes with one hand. Tanaka Anno could no longer stand and suddenly fell backwards, dying.

    Zhang Jun's punch had already broken the opponent's heart, but a strong man at the Anjin level could control part of the physical energy and blood. Tanaka Anno temporarily controlled the blood flow in the heart, allowing himself to save a breath. After saying the last words  , Qi and blood flowed again, and he could no longer contain his injuries, and he died suddenly.

    "Is it you? Baga! Anno-kun!" Zhang Jun was just about to leave when a loud roar made Zhang Jun's heart freeze. A group of people behind him suddenly appeared at the end of the corridor and saw Tanaka Anno and Zhang Jun lying on the ground.

    More than a dozen people discovered Zhang Jun, but they did not rush towards Zhang Jun immediately. Instead, they approached Zhang Jun carefully. The man in front of them had defeated Tanaka Anno, a Japanese martial arts master. They were afraid of Zhang Jun's skills and could only be careful.  Get close to Zhang Jun.

    Zhang Jun smiled disdainfully. These people are just a group of guys who bully the weak and fear the strong. They are not worthy of being called warriors at all. Warriors are people with a "brave" spirit. With this "brave" spirit, only those who practice martial arts can  Being called a warrior, this Qi is the source of a warrior's spiritual momentum. It is a force that is fearless and insists on one's martial arts and never flinches even when faced with people who are far stronger than oneself.

    Gathering up some strength, Zhang Jun turned around and ran away. At this time, he was not suitable for a group battle with more than ten people.  While running, Zhang Jun was still stimulating his own energy and blood. During the exercise, his energy and blood slowly recovered and calmed down. When the energy and blood calmed down completely, it was the time for him to fight back.

    In ancient times, masters with dark energy levels close to Huajin were brave generals who could rush into battle and kill enemies seven in and seven out. Their energy and blood endurance and recovery power can be imagined. Unless they meet a master of the same level, they will  This caused a large amount of energy to be consumed in a short period of time, making it difficult to make ends meet, resulting in Zhang Jun's current embarrassing situation, being chased by a group of soldiers.

    However, this situation did end quickly. Don't forget that Zhang Jun is not only a warrior at the dark level, but also half a nightmare. Back then, his sternum was shattered and his whole body was penetrated by the dream demon with several holes.  It took more than a week for him to recover. Now Zhang Jun was just out of strength, and he quickly recovered completely with his half-nightmare physique.

    The Japanese dojo warriors who were constantly chasing Zhang Jun could now see that Zhang Jun seemed to be injured. After all, even Tanaka Anno, who could compete with Huo Yuanjia, was dead. If Zhang Jun was fine, wouldn't it be better than Huo Yuanjia?  A was still powerful, but they guessed wrong. Zhang Jun himself survived, but it was Tanaka Anno who saved a move, and he was killed by Zhang Jun.

    In just a few dozen seconds, Zhang Jun had recovered 70% to 80% of his combat power. He turned around and shot at the stunned crowd. Zhang Jun could even clearly see the frightened eyes of the person who was chasing him the most.  In the reflection of Zhang Jun, when Zhang Jun's fists connected with the opponent's blocking arms and flew together, the opponent's eyes instantly became dead, and the whole person suddenly flew upside down for several meters.

    Hitting people was like hanging a painting. The little Japanese guy with a beard who was closest to Zhang Jun was thrown away by both fists. He was knocked into the crowd behind him. Under this sudden attack, the dojo warriors behind him had no idea what was happening.  Something happened and I was suddenly hit by the person in front of me.

    " Then Zhang Jun entered the flock like a tiger and started a fierce massacre. Yes, it was a massacre. Every move was fatal. Regardless of whether he could withstand the devastation of An Jin for a long time, he directly used An Jin. His whole body was like a?The tiger descended from the mountain.  With the Mizong Fist fully utilized, anyone hit by Zhang Jun's palm would suffer broken bones and internal injuries. And if it hit a vital point, he would not even have time to hum before he went to see the King of Hell.

    After a while, most of the group of people who had not even reached the peak of Mingjin were dead. The remaining two who escaped were those who saw the opportunity early and ran away. It can be said that Zhang Jun can almost defeat them all by himself now.  Most of the dojo was killed, and the remaining small part was only guarded at the gate. Now they seem to understand that it is difficult to stop Zhang Jun alone. It is better to contain the opponent and wait for the guard.  Come, just bring a dozen guns, and then all the masters will be able to deal with them.

    When the last warrior under Zhang Jun was struggling and cursing in Japanese, his neck was cruelly broken by Zhang Jun. A sweet string music sounded in Zhang Jun's ears. Zhang Jun shivered, and his chest seemed to be soaked with cold water.  A refreshing cold current is spreading throughout the body with the heart as the center.

    "The qualifications of the successor are confirmed, the collection of 500 points of Meng Yuan Power is completed, the current Meng Yuan Power is 509 points; the fusion begins"

    Tens of seconds later, Zhang Jun felt as if his body was soaked by the cool water, and the voice in his mind appeared again, "Fusion completed, assimilation of thinking"

    "The assimilation is completed, and the current dream energy is 509 points. Will the successor leave the dream world and return to the original space of nightmare?"

    Zhang Jun thought about it, and it seemed that his guess was absolutely correct. Once he met the so-called qualifications, he would be able to leave this world and return to the real world, hmm!  Zhang Jun himself seemed to have ignored that the voice in his head was not talking about the real world.

    However, Zhang Jun looked at the corpses on the ground in front of him, sighed, and did not choose to leave now. After all, he had lived in this world for two years, and he had some feelings for his brothers in the Huo Family Martial Arts School, that is, the Jingwu Sect.  If he disappears like this, the Japanese will definitely settle this account on Jingwu Sect if they can't find him.  Thinking of this, Zhang Jun turned around and walked towards the main entrance of the dojo.

    "Mr. Taro, is the killer still in the dojo?" He was wearing a Western police leather jacket and a patrol hat like a big straw hat. The Shanghai Police Department was influenced by the West, so although the upper-level officials still wore official uniforms, the lower-level police officers looked like police officers.  In the executive department, clothing tends to be Westernized clothing that is convenient and practical.

    The Japanese samurai, whom he called Taro, was wearing a white martial arts uniform. He said angrily to the man who was obviously the police chief in not very proficient Chinese: "That's right! Chief Hu, this killer was trapped in our dojo.  , he was extremely cruel. He not only killed Chinese businessmen but also attacked and killed the British and Russian embassy residents in China. Master Tanaka Yasuno was also killed by him through trickery. If possible, please kill the opponent directly."

    Chief Hu looked troubled, then looked in the direction of the back room of the dojo, arranged for people to hold him in the entrance hall of the dojo, and said: "Okay, Mr. Taro, if the other party resists arrest, I will consider opening fire. Now, you go in and search."  ¡±

    "No need." Before Chief Hu could finish speaking, a strong voice interrupted him. Zhang Jun, dressed in black night clothes, slowly walked into the hall.

    "Baga! It's this guy, Commander Hu, shoot and kill him!" The warrior named Taro looked at Zhang Jun with red eyes full of resentment.

    Zhang Jun glanced at him, then raised the corner of his mouth and said with a sneer: "It's you, you run very fast!" The other party stared at Zhang Jun with his eyes, as if he wanted to eat Zhang Jun.

    "It turns out to be Mr. Zhang from Jingwu Sect. I don't know why he committed the crime. Hey! This" Chief Hu was shocked at first when he saw Zhang Jun, and then he looked even more embarrassed. He knew Zhang Jun.  Zhang Jun had dealt with Huo Yuanjia a lot when he was collecting information on his opponent, but now the opponent's case is so big that even he can't protect him.

    Zhang Jun sneered, "Knowingly, they killed my master. It's not wrong for me to take revenge. I know you want to say that you act based on evidence, but I don't believe that the imperial court will help me offend Westerners."

    Chief Hu was silent for a while, and then sighed: "That's offending, please come with us!"

    "Junior brother! Make way, give way, junior brother, Commander Hu, please save my junior brother." Just when Zhang Jun was about to run away, an unexpected person suddenly appeared in front of Zhang Jun.

    "Second senior brother! Since I have betrayed the master, anything I do has nothing to do with Jingwu Sect!" Zhang Jun said categorically to Liu Zhensheng coldly.

    When Liu Zhensheng heard this, his eyes suddenly turned red, and a trace of moisture flowed from the corners of his eyes. He completely understood what Zhang Jun meant. Zhang Jun wanted to sever ties with the Jingwu Sect, especially when he openly severed ties with the Jingwu Sect in front of so many people. This  Only then can this case be disconnected from Jingwu Sect.

    "Baga, you guysThe Chinese people are simply colluding with each other. I must report to the emperor and raze your Jingwu Sect to the ground!  "Taro snorted coldly and looked at Zhang Jun with an evil smile, obviously trying to threaten Zhang Jun.

    "Seeking death!" The moment Zhang Jun heard this, he turned into an afterimage and rushed toward the opponent like a cheetah with exploding fur.  Before everyone could understand what was going on, Zhang Jun had already thrust his palm into the opponent's chest amidst the astonished expression on the opponent's face. Zhang Jun did not hold back the force of the palm at all. The moment Zhang Jun's palm hit the opponent's chest, the force of his palm hit the opponent's chest.  The force of the spine was pushed layer by layer, and it passed from the leg muscles through the spine and then into Zhang Jun's right hand. A raging force was kneaded into ciliary force, which was a combination of hardness and softness and was blasted into the opponent's chest.

    Poof!  The fragments of internal organs were ejected directly from the mouth and splashed on Zhang Jun's face, as if he could see the small pieces of internal organs.  "Shoot!" At this time, Chief Hu also woke up and exclaimed when he saw Zhang Jun being so cruel.

    Zhang Jun glanced at Liu Zhensheng. At this moment, Zhang Jun even felt a sense of relief in his heart. He had avenged his master, severed ties with the Jingwu Sect in public, and did not implicate the Jingwu Sect. This was unprecedented.  Concerned about it!

    "Come back!"

    Bang bang bang!  After a series of gunshots, to everyone's surprise, Zhang Jun turned into a little fluorescent light and completely disappeared before everyone's eyes. After that, there was no longer anyone named Zhang Jun in the world.
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