Iga Sakura was stunned for a moment, then snapped out of her narcissism and became clear-headed. When she saw the three Jonin being overwhelmed in the arena, she was shocked.
What?! Yamete! How can he be so fierce?
Just a moment ago he was in grave danger and struggling to defend himself, how come he's suddenly become so powerful after just a little while of acting tough? Did he take some kind of drug?
"Iga Sakurayuki, what on earth are you doing?"
The Jonin were having an increasingly tough time, and Chen Feng had already taken the opportunity to slash one of the guys' arms.
"What's going on? I feel like the Jonin are slowly losing their strength. They can't beat that bastard anymore?"
Kato suddenly felt tense, because if the Jonin couldn't win, they would all die here.
Niu Chang-jun and the other minor leaders were also nervous because they had witnessed three Jonin fighting one person and even having their arms cut off.
"What on earth is the goddess Iga Sakurayuki doing? Why isn't she making a move?"
Some people were extremely anxious, because they were the culprits who had kidnapped Zhao Anqi, Zhang Liangying, and Lin Weier, the other contestants from China, and they were upstairs at that moment.
Looking at the three delicate beauties, he originally wanted to have the four of them fly around, but unfortunately Chen Feng and the others reacted too quickly, and he didn't have time at all. He could only set up an ambush first.
But he never expected that Chen Feng would be so powerful.
"Hurry up and make your move, Goddess Iga Sakurayuki!"
"Baka! What's wrong with Iga Sakurayuki?"
The people from the company and the three Jonin almost started cursing at each other. It was only then that Iga Sakurayuki fully came to her senses. She knew that she had made an unforgivable mistake.
This is a major taboo for a cold-blooded killer ninja; she actually developed bad thoughts about Chen Feng.
"Baka, Chen Feng, I must kill you, otherwise I will have inner demons and will never be able to reach a new level."
A clear, cold voice resounded throughout the heavens and earth. Their goddess finally drew her snow-white, broken-snow katana. As the cold light shone through, the temperature in the air seemed to drop a few degrees.
Chen Feng swept through the enemy ranks, forcing the three ninjas to retreat repeatedly. Then, he looked at Iga Sakurayuki with a puzzled expression.
"Are you fucking out of your mind? When did I become your inner demon?"
"Just now, I almost fell in love with you, so you deserve to die."
Iga Sakurayuki leaped into the air, swish, swish, swish, swish, all the people could see was a white shadow floating by, and then they heard the clanging of weapons and the sounds of them clashing.
This is Iga Sakurayuki's unique ninjutsu, Phantom Clone.
To be honest, Chen Feng was taken aback when the ninja secret technique was revealed. You know, ninjas have always had two different sets of skills and techniques. One set is physical skills such as whirlwind slash, hidden weapon, sniper slash, and sword draw slash.
But don't forget, their main purpose is as an assassin organization, and they also have another powerful set of secret techniques.
Examples include phantom clones, walking alone in the dark, and becoming invisible during the day.
Chen Feng was taken aback because he couldn't figure out the principle behind this clone. In the dark, he couldn't rely on light and shadow to make her appear as several people attacking from all directions.
This was my first time using this thing, and I was actually a bit flustered.
Everyone was shocked. Good heavens, even three ninjas working together couldn't defeat one of them, but when Iga Sakurayuki entered the fray, she single-handedly overwhelmed Chen Feng. This was unbelievable.
"It's a secret technique. This Chinese expert is unfamiliar with our ninja's secret techniques. We must use a secret technique to defeat him."
The three black-clad ninjas immediately grasped the crux of the problem.
Then they all exploded on the spot. Yes, in the eyes of Zhu Huishe and Chen Feng, they exploded into a cloud of black mist and then disappeared.
Um?
Chen Feng slashed, slashed, pushed, and stabbed in one smooth motion, remaining vigilant. He then suddenly retreated to a triangular corner, so that the enemy could only attack from above and in front.
Damn it, he has no problem fighting these guys openly and honestly, but they're a real handful when they're elusive.
Suddenly, just as Chen Feng blocked Iga Sakura's ghostly slash, a numbing sensation came from the top of his head. It was too late; without thinking, he crouched down and slashed upwards with his sword.
Ding-dong!
A Japanese sword was deflected, but the ninja was nowhere to be seen.
Damn it, these bastards really had a difficult birth. No wonder they're Jonin. Looking back at the Genin I met at the beginning, their strength is worlds apart from these guys.
I wonder just how powerful the Earth Ninja really are.
Clang, clang, clang—Chen Feng's defenses were constantly in disarray, fraught with danger. His arm was even slashed—truly, retribution was swift.
No, this can't go on. If this continues, we'll surely die.
Chen Feng cautiously guarded against the secret techniques of the four great ninjas of Japan, while pondering a strategy to counter them.
Use force to overcome skill, use ingenuity to break through a thousand pounds, calm your mind, use stillness to control movement, and use slowness to defeat speed.
Grip the ground with all ten toes, keep the soles of the feet hollow, tuck the chin in, and draw the breath to the lower abdomen...
Graceful as a startled swan, lithe as a swimming dragon, divine light shifting between light and shadow.
Swift as a flying duck, elusive as a god, moving with unpredictable grace and fluidity...
The martial arts heritage of Blue Star spans thousands of years, vast and numerous. Yet he is troubled by guarding such a treasure trove. Chen Feng smiled self-deprecatingly, then let out a sharp cry and threw out the Japanese sword in his hand.
After throwing out the Japanese sword, he moved with strange steps and left the wall that could block attacks from three sides. At this moment, the Zhu Company, the black-clad ninja, and Iga Sakura all laughed.
They thought he had given up struggling and resisting, and that their mission for the night was about to be completed.
They were even happier when they saw Chen Feng close his eyes.
"You, who have given up resisting, are no longer worthy of my admiration. Die."
Iga Sakurayuki split into four clones and instantly stabbed at Chen Feng. At that moment, everyone thought Chen Feng was going to die on the spot because he had no knife in his hand and his eyes were not open.
What could he use to resist? His hands?
Illusion, illusion, all is vanity.
Clang!
Boom!
"My God? How is this possible? This is impossible."
"What happened? How did he do that?"
"you..."
Iga Sakura was terrified, her beautiful eyes filled with shock and disbelief, her mind reeling as if struck by lightning and thunder.
The three black-clad ninjas stared in disbelief, dumbfounded, standing there speechless, at a loss for what to do, looking as if they were insane.
All the staff of the company froze, falling into a deathly silence.
They stared at the incredible scene before them, a scene that almost overturned all their understanding.
Chen Feng remained motionless, his eyes closed, yet he accurately guessed which of the four illusions was the real one. He then extended two fingers and pinched Iga Sakura's severed blood, preventing it from advancing any further.
Iga Sakura landed slowly and tried to pull the broken snow back from between her two fingers, but to her surprise, she found that Chen Feng's fingers were like iron clamps and she couldn't budge them at all.
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