She had been locked in a fierce battle with Chen Feng for a long time, using almost all of her deadly moves, but apart from tearing his clothes, she hadn't managed to grab a single hair.
She wasn't stupid; the other party was just using her as a sparring partner. Although he was initially flustered, he gradually became more adept at the game.
She was already feeling annoyed when she heard his accomplice call her a dog, which made her furious.
"Holy crap, I forgot she can understand Mandarin."
Blue Wolf's face turned pale as he stared at Old Cat, because Iga Sakura's Iai Slash had already landed, and there was no way they could dodge it, not to mention they were already injured.
"I've planned everything, killed countless people, but I never imagined I'd die at the hands of a woman."
After the old cat finished speaking, it closed its eyes.
But the next second, they heard a metallic clang, and when they opened their eyes, they saw that Chen Feng had somehow gotten a Japanese sword that directly blocked the slash.
"Holy crap, this young lady is really strong, she shocked me."
Chen Feng's tone was full of mockery, but his eyes were filled with a cold glint. He swung his knife backhand with incredible speed, and Iga Sakura, who was in mid-air, was shocked and quickly retreated.
With a ripping sound, Chen Feng's Japanese sword tore through Iga Sakura's white dress. As she landed, a thin line of blood slowly seeped out from her abdomen.
"you..."
Iga Sakura gritted her teeth. Only now did she realize that her Jonin strength was no match for this seemingly harmless guy.
His strength must have reached the level of human ninjutsu. Thinking of this, her eyes were filled with fear and envy. You must know that is human ninjutsu, a new realm that transcends the limits of the human body.
It was the palace that Iga Sakura had always dreamed of.
But this bastard, who is about the same age as her, how could he have such terrifying strength? She felt extremely resentful.
"You bastard, you're so wicked! How dare you hurt us beautiful ninjas! May you all die!"
Kato roared angrily, and his hundreds of men shouted in unison. The sound and momentum were truly indescribable.
It's especially terrifying on narrow streets.
Chen Feng completely ignored the group of ordinary people and instead looked at Qinglang and Lao Mao, asking, "How is it?"
"Damn, not very good, but it can handle a few dozen ordinary people. The key is that many of these guys are not ordinary people at all. We were careless when we went in."
"Blue Wolf said."
"If things get really bad, retreat. I'll cover you."
With his Japanese sword in hand, Chen Feng felt invincible. He had a feeling that dealing with these five or six hundred rabble would be as easy as slicing melons and chopping vegetables, and that he could kill at most a third of them before their morale would collapse.
"You wish! We've already taken down a bunch of Japanese devils, and we're not even done yet. How can we possibly back down? Where else can you find a chance to kill Japanese devils for free without taking any responsibility?"
The old cat said.
"Haha, that's right. If Bai Long and Hei Xiong were here too, the four of us could easily wipe out the enemy without you even having to lift a finger."
"Back in the day, the four of us were in the Middle East..."
"Forget about the past. Today, the four of us will fight again, and we will not retreat until we win."
Before Qinglang could finish speaking, a rough voice came from above. Everyone looked up and saw the other two men who were protecting Li Qingning leap down from the third floor, landing on the ground with a dull thud.
"White Dragon, Black Bear, is it really you?"
The old cat and the blue wolf looked at the scene before them with surprise and grinned.
"Hehe, so many Japanese devils, I must fight them to the death today and make them charge in and out seven times."
"Haha, this is awesome! This is awesome! We can really go all out today."
The two men looked at the suited thugs around them and seemed very agitated.
But the next second, Bai Long didn't dare to move, because Chen Feng's Japanese sword was directly against his neck.
"Chen Feng, what are you doing?"
The blue wolf paused for a moment and asked.
The black bear didn't dare to move, because it had witnessed firsthand how easily this guy toyed with a Jonin; they weren't that powerful.
"Didn't I tell you to protect Qing Ning closely? What are you doing here? Where is she?"
At this moment, Chen Feng's eyes were filled with killing intent.
"Um... don't get excited. Miss has already returned to the contestant reception area, and her family has sent people to help her. She is perfectly safe now."
Bai Long hurriedly explained.
"Yes, yes, Miss sent us to help. You mean Chen Feng? Don't be impulsive."
Black Bear was terrified that this guy in front of him would stab White Dragon in the neck. If that happened, there would be no way to reason with him. He couldn't beat him in a fight, and his connections weren't as strong as White Dragon's. Wouldn't he have died for nothing?
Chen Feng sheathed his sword and then looked at the four people.
"Fight if you can, retreat if you can't. With me here, they're nothing but chickens and dogs, so there's no need to fight to the death. Do you understand what I mean?"
At this moment, Chen Feng fully displayed his domineering aura, instantly shocking the four people into prostrating themselves in awe.
"Don't worry, we've already seen your strength, we won't risk our lives."
The white dragon replied.
Chen Feng nodded, then ignored the four of them. To be honest, he was not satisfied with Bai Long and Hei Xiong leaving Li Qingning.
He looked at Iga Sakura and said, "I'll give you two choices: either kill the people here for me or hand over my friend, and I might spare your life."
Iga Sakurayuki gripped the white broken snow tightly, half of the sword outside and half inside the scabbard—this was the starting stance for a draw slash.
"You haven't mentioned your second option yet."
She said.
"Are you fucking brain-dead?"
Chen Feng was speechless. Did he really need to tell him about the second option?
"Baka! If you don't tell me the second option, how am I supposed to know which one is most advantageous to me?"
I really don't know how the Japanese are brainy.
Chen Feng and the four guys behind him laughed. Chen Feng said, "The second option is...you die..."
"I choose the second one."
Chen Feng: ? ? ?
There was a guy behind him: ? ? ?
"You don't need to look at me like that. I chose the second option because I won't die. I admit you're very strong, and dealing with me and these ordinary people would be a piece of cake. But can you take on five Jonin at the same time?"
Iga Sakura smiled wickedly, and behind her, four black shadows inexplicably appeared, slowly forming four human figures. Each of them was wrapped in a black special material, revealing only a pair of cold eyes.
They exuded a powerful aura; each of them carried a short sword at their waist, two long swords on their backs, and a bulging pocket on their left waist, presumably containing concealed weapon tools or similar items.
These four people looked like professional assassins and ninjas; their standardized equipment and oppressive aura made it hard to breathe.
Such a Jonin is definitely more troublesome than two Iga Sakurayuki.
"Long live the ninjas of the Great Japanese Ninja Kingdom!"
Kato's eyes bulged out; today was truly exhilarating, seeing so many ninjas. Now, seeing four more powerful ninjas arrive on his side, he shouted excitedly.
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