In the Hong boxing gym, in the ring.

Xiao Fei and the Japanese ninja Qiu Dao stood opposite each other, and those reporters, some of whom were holding mobile phones and some were carrying cameras, were hiding far away. Because Akido told them that his ninjutsu was powerful, and if he was too close, he could easily be injured by mistake.

"You're just here to challenge my autumn path?" Xiao Fei asked.

"Not bad." Qiu Dao said coldly.

"I have a sign of a sick man here, if you defeat me, you can break this sign." Xiao Fei pointed behind him and said. Two Hongquan disciples appeared there with a huge plaque with four large Japanese characters written on it: The Sick Man of the Japanese Slave.

Seeing this brand, Qiu Dao's expression froze, and he said in a cold voice: "Your Excellency, as a controller of supernatural powers, actually uses this kind of power to deal with ordinary people, it is really unfortunate. ”

"I can do whatever I want, how can you do me?" Xiao Fei said indifferently. Generally, ancient warriors and ninjas are reluctant to show their heads because they are afraid that too much entertainment will affect their retreat. And Xiao Fei's strength no longer needs to be far away from mortal meditation, so he has no taboos.

"Humph!" Qiu Dao snorted coldly, and did not answer, but said: "And your Excellency's behavior, always holding on to the past history, inevitably seems a little small-bellied." ”

Judging from Xiao Fei's previous behavior and this signboard, he had already guessed that Xiao Fei did this to take revenge on them for the past history.

"Small-bellied chicken intestines? Big joke! Xiao Fei sneered: "If it was your grandfather who was killed and your grandmother who was insulted, I'm afraid you wouldn't have said these words." ”

As a citizen of a country, one can never forget history, and forgetting history is tantamount to betrayal. Put aside the previous humiliation and live in peace with the enemy? Those who say this are moral.

Qiu Dao listened, and his brows condensed into a Sichuan shape. His tone changed and he said, "This is what you do is to imitate when Japan established a concession in China, right?" The more you do this, the more it appears that you are not confident. ”

"Modern is an economic society and a peaceful society. If you want to rise, you should defeat our Japanese country economically. ”

"Don't pretend to be noble for me here, because I guess I won't even believe what you say." Xiao Fei said coldly: "Remember what I said: dignity is always played." ”

"The blood debt must be paid with blood."

The reason is very simple, you were beaten up in school, can you save your dignity by showing that you are rich? Or can you restore your dignity by doing a good job in your academic performance and getting praise from your teachers?

The most direct and effective way to regain his dignity is to fight back and beat him all over the ground to find his teeth!

"In addition, I have indeed emulated what you did when you established a Japanese consulate in China. It's called a tooth for a tooth and an eye for an eye. As for whether you can smash the signboard like Huaxia in the end, it depends on whether you Japanese people have the ability to do it. ”

"Whether we Japanese people have this ability or not, you will know right away." Qiu Dao said coldly, "In addition, you used to pretend to be forced in the ring and let the top ten masters make three moves and five moves, do you dare to let me?" ”

In the battle of masters of the same level, a small mistake can lead to failure, let alone let others make a few moves. When he said this, he was sarcastic that Xiao Fei only dared to show off his might in front of weak warriors.

"If you want to make a move, why don't I let you make a hundred moves?" Xiao Fei sneered and said, "Because in my eyes, you are no different from those people in front of you, you are the same as ants." ”

"It's just that I'm too lazy to let it go now."

"Shameless!"

Hearing Xiao Fei say this, those reporters scolded one after another.

"Don't dare, don't dare, why are you talking so high-sounding?" And the Akido ninja in the ring also sneered. Then he stepped forward and made a lightning strike.

Ninjutsu, shuriken!

A black ninja dagger appeared in his hand. The dagger spun rapidly in his hand, forming a circular phantom. People can't see with their eyes how fast it spins.

The strength of a person's wrist can reach such a level? Those Japanese reporters and Western reporters were extremely shocked: Is the so-called mysterious power so powerful?

"Kill!"

Qiu Dao roared, holding a rapidly spinning dagger in his hand, and rushed towards Xiao Fei quickly. Its speed is simply too fast, people only feel a flower in front of them, and only his afterimage can be seen.

When he rushed in front of Xiao Fei, the dagger in Qiu Dao's hand stabbed at Xiao Fei's vital part.

However, at this moment, Xiao Fei made a move. With a slight stretch of his hand, he grabbed Qiu Dao's neck and lifted him up like an eagle catching a chicken. Akimichi's limbs kept struggling in the air, like a caught turtle.

"I said a long time ago, it doesn't hurt if I let you make a hundred moves. You don't believe it, but what now? Xiao Fei said with a sneer.

Seeing this scene, the faces of all the reporters suddenly changed color, and for a while, the entire venue was silent.

Ninja-sama, it's over! Those Japanese people who watched this game in front of the TV and computer had a miserable face.

Before the challenge, they trumpeted the Japanese ninjutsu, believing that their ninjutsu would definitely be able to beat the ancient martial arts of China. Even at the moment when Akido made a move, they were shocked by Akimichi's strength and thought that he would win.

However, the reality was that Xiao Fei caught him with a gentle wave of his hand. And it's like an eagle catching a chicken, this is a completely crushing victory, and it is completely a one-sided hanging.

The words they praised Qiu Dao just now were still in their ears, but after an instant, they were slapped and swollen in the face.

Ninja Qiu Dao didn't even have the qualifications to challenge Xiao Fei, because he couldn't even stop Xiao Fei with his hand.

"Giggles!"

There was a gurgling sound in Akimichi's throat, his neck was stuck, and he couldn't speak at all. Moreover, his ninja cultivation was controlled by Xiao Fei's true qi, and he couldn't even use the escape technique.

"Don't you still have all kinds of magical ninjutsu, why don't you use it?" Xiao Fei sneered: "To tell you the truth, when I didn't want to see your ninjutsu, you didn't even have a chance to use it." ”

"If you want to smash the signboard of the sick man of the Japanese country, you are not qualified enough." After Xiao Fei finished speaking, he exerted his hand. With a click, Akimichi's neck was torn off by him and he fell to the ground.

Seeing this scene, the whole venue could hear the needle falling. The outcome of this battle, and their imagination, is too far apart.

"Poof!"

Some Japanese people who watched the battle on the Internet, and who had too much hope for Autumn Road, vomited blood directly in anger.

(End of chapter)