Rise from eight hundred.

Chapter 827 Brave!

Tang Dao really wanted to take the sword.

The threat of the sword in Fujiwara Senxie's hand was too great for him. If he hadn't used the trick of blocking the sword with his sleeve on the spur of the moment, the gleaming samurai sword might have cut off his arm together with the stab.

After finally creating this opportunity, how could he let it go?

This is a real move, but no one can say that there can only be one real move.

Stretching out a claw like a goshawk fighting a rabbit, Tang Dao's feet were not idle, and while avoiding the blade's edge slightly on one side of his body and continuing to rush forward, he kicked Fujiwara Senxie's crotch with a flick of his leg.

As long as Fujiwara Senxie persists in not abandoning the sword, Tang Dao will let him know that the only man in the world who has lost his testicles can enter the supreme martial arts is Dongfang Bubai, and that is the Chinese.The Japanese are only eligible to go to Thailand.

Compared with that grab, this leg is the real fatality, even a man has to hide.

Fujiwara Senxie's eyes burst out with strong hostility. This was the first time he faced such a predicament after he had mastered martial arts, and he was forced to abandon the sword after only slashing twice.

Yes, if he didn't give up the sword, he could only force Tang Dao's kick.Even if you avoid the vital points and use the muscles on the inner thighs to carry it hard, look at Tang Dao's kick like a poisonous snake spit out a letter, the consequences can be imagined by my younger brother.

But Fujiwara Seno, who was full of hostility, still had to admire the fierceness of the opponent in front of him, and even used his arm as bait, the real purpose was to force him to abandon the sword.

It seems that Tang Dao's goal has been achieved, but if there is any deviation in it, for example, Fujiwara Senxie also anticipated Tang Dao's intentions in advance, and his tricks changed from chopping to slashing temporarily without getting old, then Tang Dao's hand would be lost.

He didn't know that Tang Dao didn't just put his arm on the gambling table with all his strength, it also made a precise calculation of the opponent's psychology.

A person with such a precious knife instinctively has great confidence in the blade's edge, even if it is a piece of iron, it will be split in half.

Good weapons are a good thing, but at the same time, it will also make people feel dependent, even if they are as strong as Fujiwara Senao.

Because this is human nature, as long as you are still human, you cannot escape this bondage.

The most typical dependence on weapons and equipment is the soldiers of the beautiful country. There are planes in the sky, tanks in the sky, and giant ships in the sea.The icy and snowy ice field battlefield and the jungle in the southwest are the best examples. Once they lose their powerful fire support, their combat effectiveness will drop sharply.

Therefore, Tang Dao trusts his fist the most when facing the enemy. This is the biggest difference between him and Fujiwara Senxie.

Fujiwara Senxie, give up the sword!

While letting go of the handle of the knife, he made a slight wrong step, avoiding Tang Dao's vicious kick towards Eggy.

However, Tang Dao's tactics have not been fully realized.

While abandoning the sword, Fujiwara Seno's wrist shook again, and the uncontrollable edge of the blade slashed towards Tang Dao's arm along the surface of the military stab. If Tang Dao's arm didn't move away, seeing blood was inevitable.

Tang Dao could only be forced to sink his arm, and the military thorn pinched with two fingers could no longer hold it.

While Fujiwara Seno's sword flew aside, Tang Dao's army stab also fell to the ground.

Both of them became unarmed, and no one took much advantage.

"Tang Jun's reaction is amazing! This is what you trained on the battlefield! Unfortunately, you may not know that my fist is not bad at all compared to my sword." Fujiwara Senxie who lost his sword But slightly shook his head and sighed.

Then he roared, "Attack with all your strength, kill them all!"

While speaking, Fujiwara Senxie, who gave the final attack order, paused slightly, as if a rocket had been installed on the soles of his feet, and rushed towards Tang Dao at an unimaginable speed.

In Tang Dao's eyes, Fujiwara Seno's entire body seemed to swell a bit. Tang Dao knew that it was the result of the blood spurting to the extreme, which was a level that many top domestic boxing masters in China had never reached.

At least, in the battle with Uncle Han, the old Uncle Han in Tang Dao's perception has not reached such a state, which also means that the Japanese martial arts master who lost his sword in front of him may be more accomplished in boxing than he is. Uncle Han is even stronger.

The degree of danger of this person is no longer one of the best among the masters Tang Dao has encountered, but also the well-deserved number one. It is even more dangerous than the two-meter-tall bear who can break an iron pile with one leg when Tang Dao is almost cornered. Terrible two points.

To make matters worse, with Fujiwara Senxie's loud roar, not only the Japanese swordsman Daoguang suddenly strengthened and killed Leng Feng with left and right blocks, but he had no power to fight back, and several enemies appeared on the stairs shadow.

Although Tang Dao couldn't see it, with his amazing hearing ability, he could still hear at least four enemies outside the box. Those who could come were naturally not mediocre.

Leng Feng was good enough to block the Japanese swordsman. Er Ya was engaged in internal affairs, and his combat power in this level of battle was actually not much higher than that of the three women. Once the Japanese broke into the box.
The blood in Tang Dao's eyes became heavier, and he had to deal with this terrible enemy in the shortest possible time.

Otherwise, he will lose the most precious thing he has come to this world.

However, including Tang Dao, everyone underestimated Erya.

Erya's cold weapon combat effectiveness is not high, but he has a gun.

Even if it is a pig, if it can survive the bloody battlefield again and again, it is definitely a pig with life-saving skills, let alone Erya who is smarter than most people.

Erya knew from the moment he entered the battlefield that if he wanted to survive, he had to rely on the gun in his hand, and if he killed the enemy, he could live.

Therefore, under the driving force of survival, Erya's marksmanship has always been good, especially after becoming Tang Dao's orderly, Erya often asks Tang Dao for shooting skills. Tang Dao trusts his most trusted orderly How can it be hidden?
With the guidance of famous teachers, the battlefield is the best training ground, and the Japanese are the best targets.

The level of the shell gun that Er Ya is equipped with may not be able to match that of some veteran squad leaders, but it can be regarded as accurate, especially at close range.

Therefore, Arya showed the Japanese samurai who came in what it meant to crush cold weapons with hot weapons. A soldier with a gun, an elite soldier, would definitely kill anyone with a knife in seconds, even if his knife slipped away.

The two Japanese samurai who jumped in aggressively through the window were the first to suffer.

The only shield in the slightly empty room was the overturned Eight Immortals table, but it did not prove that there were no other obstacles. The Japanese who jumped in first stepped on a few upside-down round stools.

If the legs of the round stool are facing downwards, it is naturally still stable, but if the legs are facing upwards, and unfortunately it steps on one of the legs.
Although the Japanese have short legs, they are not dragonflies after all, are they?
The side of the body was fierce, and he lost his balance, and the original idea of ​​rolling to avoid the indoor attack after landing was in vain.

Then, they become targets.

The shell gun with a full magazine and twenty rounds of bullets did not beat the two Japanese swordsmen into a sieve, because there was no need for that, Erya only needed two bullets.

However, at a distance of five or six meters, the kinetic energy of a 7.6mm caliber bullet from a shell gun is enough to penetrate the skull of a bull, let alone two people?No matter how good the knife is, it can't make the head harder than the wild boar's head.

Therefore, the two Japanese swordsmen who were still cutting the air with their knives in their hands died.

"Ba Ga" outside the window, the other two swordsmen roared together.

But these two guys are not stupid, they wisely didn't jump in to die, just raised their hands, and several plum darts were thrown in from the window, and Er Ya had already shrunk and hid beside the still supported Eight Immortals Table .

The plum-blossom darts, which were shot extremely accurately, did not have the penetrating power of the bullets, so they could only be stuck on the plank, tremblingly showing the helplessness of the two Japanese warriors who were proficient in martial arts outside the window.

The intention of the hiding Chinese is obvious. I have no intention of going out, but you don't even think about coming in. If you come in, you will be killed.

The Japanese wanted to throw grenades, but at the beginning of the mission, in order not to alarm the garrison in Zhengzhou City, Fujiwara Seno formulated a tactic to kill the opponent with cold weapons as much as possible.

Of course, it is also based on the strong force value. Tang Dao and his party are only three men and three women. If a dozen masters headed by Fujiwara Senxie are dispatched, they will still need to use guns and grenades. Is there still a need for a special agent team with samurai as the core?
Therefore, grenades and firearms are all in the two big bags downstairs, and they will be used in case of force majeure.

As for the three women, none of them are fools. Tantai Mingyue is a war reporter who has experienced several bloody battles. Teacher Xiao He has also received strict military training. Even the weakest Mrs. Yue marched alone for half a month. It has long been different from the housewives of the past.

As soon as Senxie Fujiwara issued the military order, they hid in a blind spot where they couldn't see from the window. It was not yet the final moment of life and death. Since the combat power is not enough, they can't be used as a helper, so don't become the fetters of the soldiers. The three women are very wise .

The inside and outside of the house immediately returned to the trend of balance.

"Ba Ga!" The Shuiyueliu master who was attacking madly outside the door also roared angrily.

However, it is not an egg, and there is nothing for a bird without a ball.

Anger didn't double his fighting power, on the contrary, he no longer dared to play around like before, and his attack range was also reduced a lot.

He has to be a mousetrap!

Previously, there were almost blind blows in the house, and his knife was cut. Now the shooter only used two shots to kill the two masters, and the marksmanship was obvious.

What if the gunman in the room took cold shots and shot him?Don't look at his knives are very smooth, if he encounters a bullet, he can only drink his hatred on the spot.

"Haha! Idiot looking for death!" Tang Dao laughed loudly when he heard the gunshots and screams. Just now, because he was worried, he even avoided Fujiwara Senxie's punches. Now, it's his turn to fight back.

Facing Fujiwara Seno who came to him with another fierce punch, Tang Dao did not retreat but advanced.

The right hand slammed obliquely at the elbow that Fujiwara Senxie had just slammed, and the left hand then hit the elbow, hitting Fujiwara Senxie's head!
Tang Dao's hand grabbing, shaking, and bumping his elbow is a "nodding gesture" in the Baji spear that he just learned from the exchange with Uncle Han!
The Baji gun master grabbed the gun with one hand, shook it, and nodded at the tip of the gun!All in one go!For that shot, the focus is on one being fast and the other being ruthless!Before the opponent could react, a shot had already pierced the body.

Tang Dao, on the other hand, integrates marksmanship into boxing, using the arm as the spear and the elbow as the tip of the spear.

As soon as Tang Dao grabbed it, he firmly clasped Fujiwara Senxie's arm, jerked his arm violently, pulled Fujiwara Senxie a little closer to him, then bent his elbow and nodded, and went straight to Fujiwara Senxie's head and go.

In Fujiwara Seno's feeling, before the elbow hit his head, the fierce wind had already blown away. If the elbow hit hard, his head might be blown.

This is Baji, the bravest Chinese national art, not fancy, not fitness, only life and death.

"boom!"

Fujiwara Seno raised his elbow and met Xiang Tang Dao's elbow at almost the same angle, and the two intersected, making a toothache muffled sound.

At the same time, with a trace of red flashing across his face, Fujiwara Senxie's attacking left fist turned into a claw, and he grabbed Tang Dao's chest fiercely. Meat.

Tang Dao didn't care about it at all, and suddenly lowered his head, and slammed his forehead fiercely at the throat of Fujiwara Senxie, who was half a head taller than him.

Spicy next door, have these fucking Japanese ever drank iron juice?Tang Dao is also a dog in his heart.

Just now when they collided with each other, Tang Dao felt that his arm was about to break.

The severe pain caused Tang Dao's brain to rapidly secrete endorphins, a substance that cuts off pain signals, but at the same time, it also has an exciting effect.

This kind of chemical change in the brain made the calm as Tang Dao couldn't help losing his temper.

Even if this guy has practiced the Nine Yin White Bone Claw and can dig out his heart, he will kill this bastard with his head.

In fact, if Tang Dao loses his temper, that's not necessarily the case. It's the warrior's instinct telling him that if he doesn't fight this big enemy, he probably won't have many chances to fight again.

idiot!Come again!Fujiwara Seno's eyes were fierce.

Facing Tang Dao's move that is either you die or I die at every turn, Fujiwara Seno was no longer forced to retreat, and even lowered his head without dodging, forehead to forehead.

The heads of two top fighters collided violently like this.

There are no dazzling tricks, but it is rather like kindergarten children fighting.

"Boom!" A tooth-piercing muffled sound resounded throughout the shop, so that the knives in the hands of Leng Feng and the Shuiyueliu master couldn't help but slow down by two points.

Apart from the head, the two who had enough combat experience couldn't figure out where else in the human body could make such a loud noise.

Naturally, they were also worried about their respective bosses. While looking at their opponents vigilantly, they looked at the battlefield over there from the corner of their eyes.

The corners of the Chinese and Japanese opponents who were fighting for life and death were all twitching.

That scene was really terrible.

What is the ending when the hardest bones in the human body, infused with the great strength of the two, collide with each other?

Natural blood splashed.

Under the collision of huge force, the tough forehead skin of the two exploded at the same time, and blood flowed all over their faces.

Trauma is not the most important.

As the most important organ of the human body, the head is responsible for commanding and coordinating all parts of the body. If there is an impact there, it will cause a concussion at the slightest level, or directly collapse to the ground at the severest level.

At that moment, the two of them were staring at Venus, and they felt like their souls were out of their bodies.

After staying there for more than two or three seconds, the two people who looked like street gangsters with blood on their faces staggered back in a daze.

The last bit of clarity in their hearts allowed them to try their best to get out of the opponent's attack range, and let themselves take a little breather.

Damn, if I knew this earlier, I should have come here wearing a steel helmet. If I don’t kill you, I’m not surnamed Tang.Tang Dao, who was dizzy, regretted that his intestines were about to break at that moment

For Fujiwara Seno, apart from forcibly suppressing the severe vomiting caused by the concussion, he was extremely happy in his heart.

Because the moment he hit Tang Dao's head with his head, he realized it!
This is not a martial arts contest, this is life and death.

The original shackles were broken free at the moment of disregarding life and death.

He is a master of martial arts, but he was restrained by a soldier's counterattack several times, not because of his martial arts skills, but because he lacked the iron-blooded spirit of his opponent that either you die or I die.

The so-called martial arts practice is to fight against the sky and the earth, sharpen oneself, in order to break free from the shackles of the heaven and the earth.On the battlefield, only life and death, the winner will have the opportunity to face the world again.

The two seem to be different, but in fact they are the same.

Although it will not be like the description in martial arts novels, breaking free from the shackles of the mind will immediately increase his skill as if he had taken a powerful pill, but this undoubtedly pointed out the direction for Fujiwara Senxie, saving him at least ten years of hard work.

This bloody battle was definitely not in vain.

How can you not be happy about Fujiwara Seno?

On the Tang Dao side, regretting that he couldn't do it, he continued to retreat dizzily, using his steps to relieve the extreme discomfort of his cerebellum being shaken and unable to maintain balance.

It may also be due to severe dizziness and loss of sense of direction, Tang Dao did not realize that the direction of his retreat was the direction of a Japanese swordsman who was hiding by the window and shooting darts into the box.

The Japanese swordsman who glanced at Tang Dao out of the corner of his eye was overjoyed. The sword in his hand drew a beautiful arc and directly slashed at Tang Dao's waist. Strong and strong, I am afraid that he can also be slashed by this powerful knife.

Even if you immediately find the best surgeon in the country to sew stitches, I'm afraid it can only be regarded as funeral etiquette.

(End of this chapter)