Republic of China Era: Entering the Dao through Divine Strike.

But when it comes to martial arts combat and deathmatch in the arena...

Japanese warriors in modern times have never been considered top-tier.

I don't know where he got his confidence from.

Faced with Li Xin's sarcasm, a cluster of dark flames instantly ignited in Herman's eyes.

That was not ordinary anger, but an extreme, fanatical, and almost twisted desire for destruction.

The air around his body trembled slightly, and a faint black inverted cross-shaped light and shadow flashed silently in his eyes.

In an instant, Herman's aura underwent a complete transformation.

The original cold silence vanished, replaced by endless violence and bloodlust...

The intent to kill was extremely intense.

Herman stared intently at Li Xin, his tone icy and chilling:

"very good."

"When I make my move later, I want to taste how your heart differs from the ones I've killed before."

After saying that, Herman stopped talking and took a steady step forward.

With a bow in front and an arrow behind, he lowered his body and threw a punch straight at the chest.

The punch, though seemingly swift and powerful, lacked both astonishing speed and explosive force.

Far less ruthless than Rogge's brute force, or Raymond's cunning...

But the moment the fist was unleashed, thousands of people around the arena and throughout the training ground simultaneously felt an indescribable bloodlust.

This is not the oppression brought by physical strength, nor the intimidation brought by the speed of the moves.

Rather, it is a destructive aura originating from the spirit and from beliefs.

An invisible force swept through the entire venue, penetrating the depths of everyone's mind.

A chilling thought inexplicably arose in everyone's heart:

Everything in this world is impure, illusory, and an obstacle.

To overthrow everything, destroy everything, sweep away everything.

Anyone who stands in your way or anything that blocks your path, regardless of strength or weakness, good or evil.

Everything must be completely eliminated and utterly crushed...

Like crushing ants into dust, without exception.

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Chapter 169 A Spirit of Mountains and Rivers, a Body of Gods and Demons

On the arena, the wind suddenly stopped.

Herman lowered his body, arched his back, and shot out like a sharp arrow.

Most of the spectators below the stage could not see the danger involved.

He found the punch to be unremarkable, even somewhat clumsy.

Many people even wondered to themselves how such ordinary martial arts skills could have earned this person such a great reputation.

Only Li Xin, standing alone in the center of the arena, with clear eyes and his hands behind his back, remained still, a hint of surprise rising in his heart.

With his Heavenly Eye technique activated, every flaw in the world's moves, the trajectory of power, and the changes in energy are revealed.

Herman's boxing style was indeed extremely crude and lacked any finesse.

Compared to Rogge's explosive, fast-paced, and deceptive boxing style, Herman's moves are even somewhat inferior.

Only the most straightforward and simplest head-on confrontation and desperate charge.

Purely Japanese military combat techniques, to put it bluntly, are just standard military boxing.

The quick-learning boxing techniques used in the armies of various countries are essentially the same.

Born solely for killing enemies on the battlefield, it abandons all fancy moves and does not seek to be exquisite, smooth, or both offensive and defensive.

All I want is for it to be easy to learn and quickly develop combat power...

With only a few moves, each one is designed to kill, defeat the enemy, and take their life.

The advantage of this style of boxing lies in its ease of formation.

Ordinary soldiers can acquire considerable close-combat skills after months of rigorous training, making them suitable for large-scale battlefield combat.

However, its weaknesses can also be extremely fatal.

Learning by cramming, without seeking deep understanding, results in a shallow foundation and flaws everywhere.

He was capable of handling ordinary civilians and soldiers.

However, in the eyes of true martial arts masters, it is nothing but child's play and easily defeated.

Logically speaking, in Li Xin's eyes, Herman's punch was as slow as a snail and full of flaws, which could be easily dismantled and crushed with a single move...

But at this moment, the seemingly crude and ordinary fist brought Li Xin unprecedented mental pressure.

An intangible and immeasurable force suddenly exploded outwards along with the force of the punch.

It instantly enveloped the entire arena, violently impacting Li Xin's mind.

The solid bluestone arena beneath their feet seemed to vanish in an instant...

The surrounding crowd was bustling, and the civil and military officials sat high on their seats.

The palace walls and buildings in the distance have all faded away.

In an instant, Li Xin's senses shifted to a bloody battlefield filled with the smoke of gunpowder.

Countless people charged forward...

Millions of people shouted at the same time.

The sounds of slaughter shook the heavens and earth, and the murderous aura of iron and blood solidified into a tangible substance.

It all converged into a mighty torrent that crushed everything, crashing into my mind.

Negative emotions swept in overwhelmingly:

There is despair, sorrow, destruction, bloodshed, and deathly silence...

Layer upon layer, tightly enveloping the mind.

Being in the midst of this overwhelming force, one cannot help but feel an extreme sense of insignificance.

It's as if they are merely an insignificant speck of dust, an ant that could be crushed at any moment, beneath the wheels of history.

No matter how hard you struggle, you cannot reverse the tide.

In the end, all that remains is utter destruction.

The mountains and rivers collapsed, and countless bones withered and decayed.

The power of an individual is insignificant in the face of the might of the entire nation and the overwhelming momentum of the times.

"The power of mountains and rivers, the intent of destruction."

Li Xin pondered silently for a moment, then instantly saw through the core of his opponent's punching technique.

Herman's boxing style has long transcended the realm of ordinary martial arts.

He doesn't rely on sophisticated techniques, nor does he possess any physical strength.

In terms of speed and technique, there was little to show for it.

But he single-handedly carried the weight of a nation's century-long military might.

It carries the implication of endless destruction.

To suppress one person with the military might of a nation.

This is the fundamental foundation that Japanese warriors have cultivated through years of hard work; it is their unique military strategy.

Physical strength, techniques, and power are all secondary.

The real killer move is this overwhelming, devastating force that destroys nations and cities.

Ordinary martial artists are mentally weak, and once they are enveloped by this overwhelming force, their minds will collapse before their opponents even have a chance to act.

After losing his courage, his whole body became stiff.

They could only wait helplessly for their deaths, offering their necks for slaughter.

As he watched the incoming fist, countless memories from his past life flooded into Li Xin's mind.

He recalled the century of vicissitudes this land had endured in his previous life, the shattered landscape, the forced opening of the country, and the encroachment of foreign powers...

The people were displaced and their lives were in turmoil.

I also recall those glorious years when I struggled to rise from endless despair and went against the current in the muddy abyss.

Countless predecessors followed one after another, sacrificing their lives for righteousness, crossing snow-capped mountains and grasslands, traversing countless rivers and mountains, building the Great Wall with their flesh and blood, and shouldering the burden of the country with their ordinary shoulders.

With united will, we turned the impossible into possible and shattered the darkness.

Reshape the landscape, recreate the universe.

A century of humiliation, a century of ups and downs, a land stained with blood, has finally blossomed anew, rebuilding its glory.

At this moment, Li Xin completely cast aside all distracting thoughts.

He no longer looked for flaws in Hermann's boxing technique, nor did he concern himself with the strength of his physical body.

He also stopped trying to mobilize the surging energy and blood within his body...

He even completely forgot all his martial arts skills and fighting techniques.

If the opponent uses force to intimidate, then he will use force to break through that force.

Li Xin raised his hand and casually threw a punch.

There was no roaring explosion, no swift afterimage.

Plain and simple, without any frills.

It was like raising a hand and throwing a punch as usual, but in an instant, it brought forth a vast and magnificent momentum.

Behind him, it seemed as if a vast landscape of rivers and mountains stretched out, an endless expanse of beautiful land.

Countless people united their hearts and minds, working together to overcome the difficulties.

Countless predecessors passed on the torch, ensuring its continuation...

It transformed into a blazing flame, gathered at the fist's edge, and suddenly struck out.

New life replaces decay, light tears through darkness, and rise crushes the fallen.

Below the arena, the spectators were all momentarily stunned, and magnificent scenes flashed before their eyes.

They could not see the specific landscape, but they could truly feel a magnificent and profound spirit, full of vitality.

That is a spine that has endured hardships but never bent, a spirit that has weathered many storms but remains upright.

It is the powerful spirit of rising from the abyss and mud to climb to the mountain peak and clouds.

Two completely different trends, one leading to destruction and the other to prosperity and decay.

They collided and clashed violently in the center of the ring.

Snapped!

A silent shockwave suddenly exploded, and an invisible force invaded and compressed the area.

It is far more dangerous and harder to dodge than physical combat.

The utter indifference and callous disregard for human life that had been etched in Herman's eyes were instantly shattered and destroyed by the blazing, powerful force of this great nation's martial arts...

Instead, there was a mixture of confusion and fear.

He spent half his life cultivating his skills and forging a destructive force based on the military might of his country, making him invincible and unstoppable.

It crushed countless opponents and never encountered any checks and balances.