Everything Is Too Easy After Maxing My Talents

  Chapter 67 Men just can't leave weaknesses for themselves!

  Li Yueming has been in Qingdu Port for the past few years.

  Every movement made is enough to shake all directions.

  It may be because of his younger age and the fact that he keeps a low profile every time he finishes his work.

   All the time.

  Li Yueming is out of the sight of the major forces.

   But this is the third time he has appeared.

   If the warriors in Qingdu Port still don’t recognize them.

   It is estimated that all of them should not be confused.

   "Fuck, the boy from the Tu Tiequan Brotherhood and the boy who kicked the Eight Great Martial Arts School are the same person?"

   "It's simply too terrifying. This young man must be a core disciple born in the Hidden World Sect!"

   "Could it be that our warriors in Qingdu Port are about to rise?"

   After recognizing Li Yueming.

   A group of warriors became excited after being shocked.

  If you don't know Li Yueming's identity.

  They may also have doubts about the final outcome of this battle.

  But now he already knows that the young man in front of him is the Demon God Queen who slaughtered the entire Iron Fist Brotherhood in one day.

  Almost all warriors let go of their uneasiness.

no way.

  Li Yueming's previous record is too brilliant.

   So much so that many martial artists can still occasionally hear some legends.

  If he did it himself.

  Maybe this time foreigners may really suffer a big loss.

  …

  Under the eyes of countless people watching monsters.

  Li Yueming walked forward slowly.

   A group of foreigners did not dare to stop him, and looked at him with fear and fear.

   Obviously.

  This young indigenous warrior is different from the idiots they bullied in the past.

   belongs to the hard bones among the hard bones.

  When the owner of the hall does not come out.

  No one dared to step forward to provoke, fearing that if they were not careful, their lives would be lost.

  Li Yueming felt as if he had entered the land of no one.

   Lightly kicked open the door of the fighting hall.

   The decoration inside the fighting hall is very simple.

   There is a foreign stove that is still emitting fragrance in the center.

  Beside the foreign stove.

  A super strong man more than two meters tall is sitting on the floor and resting with his eyes closed.

  Beside him sat an old man in a black robe holding a book in his hand.

  Li Yueming knew these two people.

  The strong man is the owner of the Qingdu Gangjidao Fighting Gym who ridiculed the incompetence of the dragon warriors on the tower.

  As for the old man in black robe...

   It should be the Bishop of Qingdu Port, the Western European Holy Fire Evangelist.

It can be said.

  The two in front of me represent the most powerful fighting force among the foreigners in Qingdu Port.

  Li Yueming looked around.

  When his eyes fell on the old man in black robe, his pupils suddenly shrank.

   Obviously.

  The appearance of this old guy caught him by surprise.

   hesitated for a moment.

  Li Yueming finally kicked the door to pieces.

   Walking into the fighting gym, he said coldly: "Two choices, get out or die!"

  Hearing such brazen words.

  The strong man slowly stood up from the floor, turned to look at Li Yueming.

  Compared to his two-meter height.

   And the strong muscles on the arms that can run a horse.

  Li Yueming's thin body is no different from a bean sprout.

therefore.

  The host twisted his neck and said: "I'll let you punch three times first, don't say that we in the free state are bullying you, a little aboriginal doll!"

   Obviously.

  Even if Li Yueming just broke through the blockade of other extreme fighters.

  The owner of the hall still dismisses his strength.

   Heard this.

  Li Yueming was startled, then smiled and said, "Is there such a good thing?"

  Outside the door.

  A group of warriors from Qingdu Port also bravely approached the fighting hall.

   Seeing this situation, I am not afraid of death.

They all reminded loudly: "Master, you must be careful, this foreigner is the fifth-level professional fighting king, his strength is even more terrifying than the high-level martial arts king, and I heard that the muscles on this guy seem to be able to counter the damage caused by shock fighters. Very weird!"

   Right now.

   In the eyes of all warriors.

  Li Yueming is no longer representing him alone.

   It is the peak duel between Huaxia Zhongzhou Martial Arts and Free State Jidao Fighting.

  Although neither of them has reached a particularly high level.

   But its strength is among the top-notch group among the powerhouses of the same level.

   is perfectly sufficient as a representative.

   About this.

  Li Yueming didn't say anything.

  Looking at the proud owner not far away, he said seriously: "That's what you said, give me three punches!"

  The curator smiled.

   But the words of ridicule have not yet come out.

  But I saw a blur in front of my eyes.

   In the next second, Li Yueming was already in front of him.

   Before he had too much defense.

  Li Yueming's light fist had already hit his chest.

   time.

  The smile on the owner's face froze.

  Li Yueming just punched lightly.

   But this punch goes on.

  He just felt as if he was hit in the chest by a giant dragon.

  The whole person suddenly took five or six steps back.

   After coughing heavily a few times, he even spit out a mouthful of blood.

  One hit works.

  Li Yueming said with a smile on his face: "It seems that you are not in good health? Would you like to come back after a break?"

  Curator: "..."

   Right now.

  He knew he had rolled over.

  The whole face was as black as the bottom of a pot.

  The young man in front of him looks harmless to humans and animals.

   In fact, the power contained in the body is simply immeasurable! !

  If you resist three punches hard.

  He must pay a big price for this.

   Available in full view.

  He couldn't lower his face to slap himself, so he could only forcefully say: "It was just an accident just now, come again!"

   Heard this.

  The smile on Li Yueming's face grew even wider.

   sincerely praised: "Not bad, very energetic!"

   The voice just fell.

  Li Yueming's whole body has disappeared in place like a ghost.

   This time.

  The prepared fighting curator suddenly blocked Li Yueming's fist with his arm.

   But before he could breathe a sigh of relief.

  But found that Li Yueming's fist was just a feint.

   The actual attack is on the legs.

   "Boom!"

   There was a muffled sound.

   Li Yueming suddenly pushed his knee against the third leg between the curator's legs.

   Apply a little force.

   Immediately.

  Everyone heard a painful cracking sound.

   "Fuck... this... this is too violent!"

  A group of warriors watching the battle all stared wide-eyed.

   After regaining consciousness, I only felt a chill rising from the thighs to the top of the head.

   There is a kind of pain that hurts even when you look at it.

   Obviously.

  This is what curators are facing today.

   "Hisss!"

   I suffered such a big loss.

  The curator almost passed out.

   There were also some unknown howls from his mouth.

  If it is an ordinary man.

   At this moment, it is estimated that they have completely lost their fighting power.

  But the curator is still a fifth-level professional fighter with extremely strong body after all.

   Therefore, under the severe pain, he still maintained enough calmness.

  At this moment, it is obviously impossible for him to keep his previous promise of three punches.

  The curator suddenly reached out and grabbed Li Yueming's arm.

  In his rage, he wanted to tear Li Yueming into pieces.

  But why is Li Yueming so easy to bully?

   Grabbing his arm with his backhand also started exerting strength, trying to break free from the curator's restraint with brute force.

  Everything happened so quickly.

  In the eyes of others, it was just a few breaths.

  The battle between the two has risen to the level of endless death.

  Looking at Li Yueming, he started to compete with the owner of the pavilion.

  Whether it is the warriors outside the door or the foreigners inside the door, they can't help feeling their scalps tingling.

  This kind of behavior is tantamount to suicide in the eyes of everyone.

   After all, the host is a pole fighter.

   Both strength and physique are superb.

   And Li Yueming is just a child who is still underage.

  How could it be possible to compete in physical strength with the owner of the gym whose muscles can run horses?

   But I haven't waited for anyone to remind me.

   Next second.

   A picture that shattered everyone's three views appeared! !

  I saw that Li Yueming broke the curator's arm abruptly, and under the incredulous gaze of the curator, he turned around and hit his third leg under the crotch again while hanging upside down.

   This time.

  In order to achieve the desired effect.

  Li Yueming even tried his best to mobilize his breathing method and internal energy.

It can be said.

   This blow was the strongest blow Li Yueming had in his current conventional methods.

   "Crack!"

   There was another sound that made everyone's teeth ache.

  The hall owner, who was already a lonely hero, rolled his eyes, and his incomparably majestic body fell straight to the ground in an instant.

   And not long after, white foam came out of his mouth.

   It seems that it is not very good.

  Looking at the curator at his feet who didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

  Li Yueming said with a blank face: "Men, you just can't leave yourself a weakness!"

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  (end of this chapter)