Wonderful Immortal Doctor

After all, Hara Uedaji is a master at the peak level of half-step grandmaster.

Japanese martial arts are deeply influenced by Daxia martial arts. Not only does it focus on the physical body and martial arts, it also practices the Daxia martial arts' energy method.

Combined with the ninjutsu they researched on their own, some of their martial arts can be even more lethal when unleashed.

Especially with the blessing of Bushido spirit, they have many special skills similar to those of assassins, which are not for self-preservation but only for killing the enemy, and their power is even more powerful.

This was the martial art that Hara Uedaji was using at this time.

Through a special secret technique, all the energy in the body's meridians, acupoints, blood and flesh is mobilized and suddenly explodes.

It can burst out with a strength that is twice as powerful as usual.

His muscles bulged and the blood vessels were clearly pulsating, as if they would break through his skin and flesh and explode at any time.

He stomped his feet like the front of a fast-moving truck, using his palm blade instead of the long sword to perform two-sword first-class technique.

Although he had no knife in his hand, this slash was more powerful than the one he had with the long knife before. There was a green light like a blade on the edge of his palm.

Wherever the green light touched, it left a deep mark like a knife mark.

The release of this hand knife seemed to have touched the door to the external release of energy, and was even not much different from the energy taking shape.

It’s a long story, but everything happened in a flash.

"Don't be impulsive, Harakami-kun, he is..."

Muraki's face changed drastically and he quickly opened his mouth to remind him.

However, halfway through his words, Chen Wanli took a step forward and swung his arm, swatting it away as if to shoo away a fly.

"court death!"

Chen Wanli sneered and did not hold back.

A tremendous force was released from his hands, also in the form of gas, but Chen Wanli could use it at will, and it swept out like a real long sword.

Wherever it went, the wooden walls and pillars were all blown into sawdust by the surging true qi.

The entire roof collapsed with a loud bang, and with a wave of Chen Wanli's hand, it turned into wood chips and scattered on the lotus pond.

This huge amount of true energy extended all the way to the lotus pond, creating a series of ripples in the water, and even the pavilion more than ten feet away shook violently.

Hara Uetaji, who was caught in the center of this terrifying sweeping force, was cut into two pieces by the long Qi sword.

The upper body rushed forward for two seconds due to inertia before landing, and the lower body had already collapsed.

With a wave of Chen Wanli's hand, the corpse was swept directly into the lotus pond by the huge force.

In an instant, the whole place was dead silent.

Not only Muraki, Huangfu Qingwan, Uncle Wu, and Qi Hengyu who was hanging in the house, but also the thugs in the club who heard the noise, were all stunned and stood there.

The entire scene cannot be described as a mess, it can only be said to be like the aftermath of a disaster.

It was like being swept by an eight-force gale. The roof of the wooden house had been blown off, the wooden pillars were nearly cut in half, and the whole house was shaking.

The floor, the wooden platform, the steps, the lotus pond, and the flower bed all looked as if they had been run over by a locomotive.

If two grandmasters fought for hundreds of rounds, such a commotion would not be a big deal.

But Chen Wanli just raised his hand!

Those Muraki's men in the club were so terrified that their faces turned pale and their knees became weak. They just wanted to kneel down and admit defeat.

How could ordinary fighters like them contend with such god-like power?

Even Muraki, who was sitting not far from Chen Wanli's feet, was trembling all over and almost dared not look Chen Wanli in the eye.

If Chen Wanli had widened the range a little bit more, he would have been beheaded like Tian Er in the original.

This power of killing people in the blink of an eye is a hundred times more shocking when you actually see and feel it than when you see those numerical records in the data.

Even Muraki had seen a martial arts master in action.

Chen Wanli glanced at everyone calmly, and finally landed on Muraki: "I'll protect the Huangfu family, do you have any objections?"

"No, no!" Muraki almost didn't dare to look Chen Wanli in the eye.

At this time, a cold voice came from a distance: "The first master of Daxia really lives up to his reputation!"

Everyone turned around to look.

I saw a young woman wearing a gorgeous kimono and with her hair in a traditional bun, like unmarried Japanese women, walking towards me in wooden clogs with small steps.

Only when they got closer could they see her face clearly.

She has a fair face, delicate features, enchanting curves wrapped in her kimono, and a hint of fragility in her eyes that is unique to East Asian women.

But at this moment, she dared to come out and said calmly that her reputation was well-deserved, which showed that her "weakness" was only an appearance.

"Xuesha!" When Muraki saw the person coming, his face immediately showed joy.

"Miyamoto Yukisa, nice to meet you, Master Chen!" Xuesa speaks fluent Chinese.

As she spoke, she raised her head and glanced at Chen Wanli. The calmness in her eyes was as if the death of Yuan Shangtian Er, the mess before her, and her brother's life could not cause her mood to fluctuate in the slightest.

Chen Wanli narrowed his eyes. This woman was quite interesting.

Her mental strength is very strong, so she can show an extraordinary calmness at this moment.

"Miyamoto Yukisa is the direct disciple of Japan's number one kendo master!" Uncle Wu reminded Chen Wanli in a low voice.

As relatives of the Miyamoto family, the Huangfu family naturally knew about the Miyamoto clan.

Chen Wanli said "oh", glanced at Gongben Xuesha twice, and smiled faintly: "Take Qingwan back! Tell Huangfu Tai that I have taken over the Huangfu family's affairs."

Uncle Wu didn't dare to have any objection at this time. He immediately bowed his hands and said respectfully: "The head of the family will definitely follow Master Chen's will!"

Chen Wanli raised his chin, looked at Qi Hengyu, and then looked at Huangfu Qingwan: "Huangfu Qingwan can be friends with whoever she likes! What Jiaojiao wants to see is what I want to see!"

"Yes!"

Uncle Wu bowed again.

Chen Wanli flicked his finger and the hanging Qi Hengyu fell to the ground. Huangfu Qingwan hurried forward and untied the ropes on him.

"go!"

Huangfu Qingwan looked at Chen Wanli with gratitude. Judging from Uncle Wu's reaction, it seemed that with Cheng Wanli as a guarantor, the Sun family didn't seem to be a concern?

Or maybe my father knew it from the beginning and what he wanted was Chen Wanli's promise.

She had previously spoken up for Song Jiaojiao, saying that she had no status or even recognition from Chen Wanli, but she had to manage the family business for him under the guise of being Chen Wanli's woman.

But at this moment, she just felt that Song Jiaojiao was lucky.

Many wives of wealthy families, when their families encounter such things, may not necessarily receive such support from their husbands.

Thinking of this, she sighed in her heart, and didn't want to think about it anymore. She pulled Qi Hengyu and left with Uncle Wu.

No one from the Miyamoto family present dared to stop them, including Miyamoto Yukisa who had just come out. She just looked up at the three people who were leaving, with a trace of helplessness on her lips.

Chen Wanli then looked at the brother and sister leisurely: "There is an old saying in Daxia, the Grandmaster is like a dragon and cannot be insulted! Do you two know it?"

Muraki pursed his lips, not daring to speak rashly, and just looked at his sister Miyamoto Yukisa.