Forget about the Heavenly Ninjas, they're just a belief system. But there are Earthly Ninjas, and there are actually ten of them.
Judging from Iga Sakura's strength, the local ninja are truly extraordinary. Even Chen Feng might not be a match for them, unless they give him the opportunity to fight his way through.
Chen Feng has no shortage of martial arts routines and training techniques; what he lacks is real combat experience.
Otherwise, he would be the most powerful person in the world.
"Young lady, let me give you a piece of advice: you are no match for me. It would be such a pity if you died so young."
"Oh, so young?"
Iga Sakura looked at Chen Feng expressionlessly, sizing him up from head to toe.
"What right do you, a mere immature man, have to talk to me like that?"
hey-hey!
Chen Feng smiled.
"I'm still wet behind the ears? Do you want to see how big my bird is?"
"Shameless! Take this!"
The sound of air being cut rang out in an instant, and a bright blade of light slashed towards Chen Feng's neck with incredible speed. If he were to be slashed, his head would likely roll off the blade.
"That little wench really won't listen to advice."
Chen Feng swayed backward, narrowly avoiding the blade, but then the blade came down from above with a powerful split, the transition almost seamless.
The six ninjas he had encountered before could use the space between their attacks to perform the Shadowless Kick after Chen Feng slashed them down, but against Iga Sakurayuki, there was no opening whatsoever.
If Chen Feng really dares to be arrogant, he'll probably get all three of his legs chopped off.
This is the difference between a genin and a jonin. Although Iga Sakura is only a chunin, her strength is definitely on par with a jonin.
Iga Sakura's expression was solemn. At this moment, she could see that her opponent was indeed very powerful. Although he narrowly avoided her sword light every time, it was precisely because of this that his strength was demonstrated, because his ability to calculate the distance of the sword light had reached a terrifying level.
Iga Sakurayuki unleashed a series of sword-drawing slashes, then leaped and bounded like a ghost, attacking Chen Feng from all directions.
From the houses on both sides of the street, screams and insults filled the air, and the dull thud of homemade guns could be heard from time to time. But Chen Feng was relieved about one thing: these people would never have any firearms for military use.
Since the Japanese government has gone to such lengths to create this situation in an attempt to sever ties with the government, they certainly won't allow these people to possess firearms, because Japan also prohibits guns. Once firearms are involved, China will have countless excuses, and might even start a war.
This can be seen from the fact that today, Chen Feng led Chinese athletes to block the airport with planes, and Japan eventually backed down. This is because China launched a national-level special exercise and displayed hundreds of Dongfeng missiles along the southeast coast at one time.
The China on this planet is quite different from the red country on the blue planet. Although both like to condemn and protest, they are truly willing to take action when necessary.
Bang!
A huge glass window shattered, and a figure surged out from inside. Chen Feng dodged Iga Sakura's attack and looked closely; it was Blue Wolf.
At this moment, Qinglang was covered in blood, like a demon who had come out of hell. He held a Japanese sword in his hand, and blood kept flowing down the blade.
"Damn it, there are hundreds of Japanese soldiers inside, I can't possibly beat them..."
Before he could finish speaking, the second-floor window on the other side shattered, and the old cat fell. If it weren't for the quick reflexes of the blue wolf catching him, he would have been killed.
The old cat was covered in wounds. After being caught by the blue wolf, it struggled to stand up and spat out a mouthful of blood.
"Bah, I'm going to die here today, you son of a bitch, I've killed forty of them, that's enough."
"I killed more than fifty people. It went smoothly at first, but things got worse as the fight went on."
"Blue Wolf said."
"I sensed it. There are a lot of people in there who are not just simple gangsters. They are probably special agents, or something very powerful."
Knock knock knock knock!
As the two were talking, all the doors opened, and all the members of the company, dressed in black suits and carrying various weapons, walked out. But how many of them were actually members of the company was probably unknown even to Kato.
How could the government possibly reveal something like having a dozen or so top-notch agents infiltrated?
The dense crowd, numbering five or six hundred, completely blocked a long street, creating a strong sense of oppression and stimulating one's visual senses.
"If Bai Long and Hei Xiong were here, we might be able to hold off these ordinary people, and we wouldn't be afraid of even those hidden guys."
"Impossible. White Dragon and Black Bear must protect Miss closely. Her safety is ten times greater than this guy's."
The old cat, panting, looked at Chen Feng, who was currently playing happily with the women.
Chen Feng did not attack; he was constantly dodging Iga Sakura's sharp sword techniques. His clothes were torn in several places, proving that he still lacked a lot of experience in dodging.
If even an attack from a Jonin could harm him, how could he possibly face a Human Ninja or even a Local Ninja?
Chen Feng was actually using Iga Sakura as a sparring partner. All martial arts emphasize dodging. You see, those fierce moves often inflict heavy damage on the enemy but also cause significant harm to oneself.
In this respect, Chen Feng's dodging skills are indeed lacking. After all, after his consciousness transmigrated, apart from practicing for a month in the mountains of his hometown and fighting with Li Qingning's security guards, he had almost no practical combat experience.
The previous six ninjas were mercilessly killed by him because they were too weak, but this one is not bad.
"Did you notice? That guy's skills are far superior to those of that Japanese woman."
"Damn it, is this son of a bitch kidding me?"
Qinglang spat out a mouthful of saliva, ignoring the fact that he was surrounded by five or six hundred people, who were also quietly surrounding him and watching the battle between Chen Feng and Iga Sakura.
Kato, the leader of a gang, believed he had a significant advantage with 600 men against 3. Moreover, Iga Sakura was dressed in white, had a beautiful face, and was a legendary Jonin. As the leader of an ordinary gang, he had never seen such a spectacle before.
So he ordered that no attack be launched for the time being, so that he could properly appreciate the skills and beauty of the beautiful ninja.
"Baka! Is this Chen Feng? Why is his kung fu so powerful? He's evenly matched with our Jonin."
Kato was so angry when he saw Iga Sakura's powerful attacks, which she launched at Chen Feng from all directions like a ghost, all of which Chen Feng dodged. His beard stood on end.
"That little devil is really good at bragging. 'Evenly matched'? Didn't you see he was walking his dog?"
The blue wolf laughed at that moment.
"Baka! I'll kill you!"
Both the blue wolf and the old cat were stunned, because it wasn't Kato who said those words, but his mother, Iga Sakurayuki.
Her cold tone was filled with endless killing intent. Iga Sakura was filled with shame and indignation. She abandoned Chen Feng and turned to pounce on the Blue Wolf.
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