Gong Keita looked around to make sure that no strange scenes occurred again.
Just as he was about to put away his knife, that voice that should never appear again rang out again.
"The sword is still too slow."
"What? Where is the person?" Gong Guita was completely unable to remain calm and looked around for where the voice came from.
All the warriors also helped in the search.
After a while, a warrior finally found Jia Xin.
He swallowed and pointed to the sky: "President, he is standing on the ceiling!"
Gong Guitai looked up suddenly and actually saw Jia Xin standing upside down on the ceiling, looking at him with a playful smile.
Feeling seriously provoked, Gong Keita looked a little ugly, and jumped into the air and stabbed at him.
"Baga..."
Bang...
The knife pierced directly through a huge crack in the roof, but Jia Xin disappeared again.
The sunlight poured into the dojo, and a wave of heat hit us in the face.
Heavy rubble fell onto the dojo, creating many holes in the floor.
"What kind of witchcraft is this guy using?"
After falling to the ground, Gong Guita finally did not dare to underestimate the enemy.
Jia Xin came and went like a ghost, which made Gong Guita very alert.
I have seen many challengers in the past who were as agile as Jia Xin.
But Gong Keita himself is a hexagonal warrior, and as a samurai his agility is naturally more outstanding.
In the hundred years that he had lived, he had never seen anyone who could surpass him in agility.
But Jia Xin can no longer be described as agile.
Gong Keita had no idea how he suddenly disappeared, as if he had hidden in another dimension. He could not sense any trace of him in the real world.
"call..."
Holding his breath, his black eyeballs quickly moved between his eyes, searching for Jia Xin.
“Here!”
With a loud roar, Gong Keita swung his samurai sword, and the continuous slashes left afterimages in the air.
He rushed towards Jia Xin who suddenly appeared like a hurricane.
It seemed as if it wanted to cut off the air, blowing it and blowing up a layer of dust on the floor.
But Jia Xin remained calm, with his hands still behind his back, and nimbly dodged every attack from Gong Guita.
After letting out a long sigh, Jia Xin wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes with his fingers, and mocked in a mean tone: "Too slow, too slow..."
"You can't cut me if you're that slow. Speed up, Xiao Gong."
Every slow sentence was like a sharp arrow piercing Gong Guita's self-esteem, making his emotions more and more out of control.
"Baka Baka!"
Gong Guita somersaulted backwards to create some distance, gripped the hilt of the sword with both hands, and lowered his body.
He wanted to use his strongest move of his life to deal with Jia Xin.
"You forced me to do this. I only used one tenth of my strength. I will use all my strength from now on."
"Look carefully, what is the strongest man in the world!"
Jia Xin sneered: "You are arrogant and look down on the world. I think it's pure luck that people like you have lived this long."
"Today I will kill you since you should not be alive today. When you get to hell, remember to be more conscious and go down to the eighteenth level on your own initiative."
Touching his beard, Jia Xin looked at him with contempt.
“Go to hell!”
He gritted his teeth, raised the Guiziqie in his hand, and a huge sword beam with ripples of light, carrying an indestructible destructive power, rushed towards Jia Xin.
Boom...
A huge explosion was heard and the whole building shook violently as if there was an earthquake.
The warriors sitting on the floor watched this century-long duel intently.
They had originally looked down on Jia Xin, but now they looked at him with admiration in their eyes.
They hadn't seen President Gong Keita fight so seriously for a long time.
"Die!" Gong Guita spat out heavily, with a ferocious look between his brows.
Jia Xin's already messy hair became even messier, and he extended an index finger.
The sword blade seemed extremely sharp.
But when it touched Jia Xin's finger, it was directly pierced and gushed out wildly in both directions.
"What? You can neutralize the president's attack with just one finger?"
"Is this still a human being... How could someone fight with the president to this extent? How is this possible!"
The warriors kneeling on the ground were in an uproar, stunned.
The president is the strongest man in the world. Who is this old man from Yan Country?
Could it be that he came from the illusory fairyland, or an alien species?
"Ah... I thought I would take this move, but I never thought it would be so easy."
A bitter smile appeared on Gong Keita's face.
"Is the legend of the Holy Saint in Yan Country true? Are you that Holy Saint?"
Jia Xin brushed off the dust on his shoulders:
"Do I need a Saint to beat you? There are too many people in Yan Country who can beat you. What can you see if you stay in this small palace every day?"
"Have you had enough fun? It's time to end it."
As soon as he finished speaking, Jia Xin disappeared from the spot again.
The next time he appeared was in front of Gong Keita.
Gong Guitai immediately raised his sword to defend himself, but Jia Xin's palm had already chopped off his neck.
"Crack..." Gong Keita groaned in pain.
The palm made a dull impact sound, as if it had hit a solid iron barrel.
Staying where he was, Gong Guitai's weak breathing echoed in the empty dojo.
A thin stream of blood flowed from the neck to the chest.
Gong Guitai sighed deeply, full of helplessness.
The entire neck looked like it had been chopped off by an axe, leaving a horrifying gaping hole.
The scene was so bloody that it made people feel physically uncomfortable.
On the bloody neck, you can see the white bones under the split muscles.
“That’s fast.”
Jia Xin looked at the blood stains on his palm, and raised his lips in a more playful tone: "My palm is sharper than the knife you use."
Gong Keita's eyes widened as he stared at the man in front of him.
Looking at that face was like seeing the god of death.
Gong Guita's eyes bulged, and he let out a low growl: "Are you provoking me? Are you provoking the strongest man in the world?"
"I'll let you know the price of mocking me!"
"Retreat!" Gong Guita waved his hand and signaled loudly.
"Hi!"
After responding, the warriors immediately stood up and left.
Because they know that the president is ready to fight to the death!
"You've done enough to push me to this point." Gong Guita showed two rows of white dentures, and the smile on his face became more and more outrageous and ferocious.
What a joke! Even if I die, I can’t die at the hands of the Yan people.
So many of my dear friends and relatives have shed their blood on your land...
As the strongest man in the world, how could I possibly fall in front of a Yan person like you?
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