death of hope

Chapter 820 "Wild Growth" (236) A Grandmaster

A Kyokushin leader entered the arena, his bald head covered with beads of sweat.

This person looked nervous, crouched down and trotted to the VIP seating area, and whispered to Kondo Isao:
"Boss, something's happening. The drone on guard outside the stadium has lost contact..."

Kondo Isao stared at the field intently and turned his head impatiently:

"Why are you panicking? Maybe it was an electronic warfare training exercise by the federal army that caused the plane to crash out of control. That kind of thing happened all the time in the past."

"Boss, this time it's different. Not just one plane, but all five are missing..."

"What's the big fuss? It's just a few lost drones. Just send someone out to look for them and bring them back."

"I sent...sent two people out to look for him, but they all lost contact and not a single one came back..."

"Sada, you've been in the underworld for half your life, why are you becoming more and more timid?

Are the dozens of little brothers under you just here to do nothing? Send them out on patrol. If anyone really causes trouble, kill him.

This trial by combat concerns the revenge of my son. Do not bother me with such trivial matters."

"Um... Sorry, I'll take care of it, Boss..."

The gang leader bowed to Kondo Isao, turned around and walked away quickly.

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The fight was going on fiercely. Chen Hong's lithe body was flying up and down, as agile and graceful as a ballet dancer.
He wielded the mandarin duck swords quickly, and his moves were deadly and fierce. His eyes were murderous, and he wanted to "rip out the opponent's heart and lungs" with every sword.

The audience on the stage held their breath and watched in amazement. They were amazed that there was such a swift and fierce sword technique in the world. If they went up there, they would not survive more than two seconds.

The martial artists who had appeared before were all well-known figures in the martial arts world, and the martial arts attainments of this unknown genius kung fu girl had leapt to another level.
And her opponent, the white-browed old man Tang Zhennan, who has an immortal appearance and has been practicing in seclusion in the mountains for many years, is even more unfathomable in strength.

Hirotomo Akutsu, who won the second match on behalf of the Kyokushin team, looked at the ultimate match in astonishment and felt himself become insignificant;

(So ​​strong... There are always people who are better than you...)
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Facing the swift and fierce attack of Chen Hong's mandarin duck double swords, Tang Zhennan responded calmly.

This old man with white hair and beard showed strong physical strength and sharp reaction that were not in line with his age.
After fighting for more than a hundred moves, Tang Zhennan didn't even fight back once.
The old man dodged and moved swiftly like a show of skill. He could have easily deflected the attack, but he deliberately let the deadly blade pass by his clothes or skin.

When he really couldn't dodge, he would occasionally use the gorgeous scabbard to hit the side of the blade to deflect the attack. His reaction speed and ability to accurately control the distance have reached an incredible level;

"Little girl, your Chen family swordsmanship is not pure.

It is a mixture of Nepal's "Dog Leg" swordplay and Poland's "Winged Hussar" saberplay.
Well, it also has a little bit of Miyamoto Musashi's 'two-sword style' mixed in. Your Chen family only knows how to copy other martial arts schools and do these fancy bastard tricks~"

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Chen Hong ignored the old man's contempt and ridicule, but worked hard and firmly to implement the tactical thinking of "openness, tolerance, flexibility and changeability" taught by her master.

He did not stick to the Chen family swordsmanship that had been passed down for thousands of years, but absorbed the strengths of hundreds of ancient and modern swordsmanship, integrated the moves of various schools, and was able to adapt to changing circumstances and come up with strange moves, leaving the opponent unable to figure out what he was going to do next. He first used the "Phantom Sword Dance" of the Italian Florentine Sword Saint Fiore, and then, completely unpredictably, used the Wudang school's "Wild Horse Jumping over the Stream".
The thin and sharp blades of the mandarin duck swords were only a millimeter away from Tang Zhennan's neck, just missing the carotid artery.

Having missed such a great opportunity to win, Chen Hong cursed inwardly: (Damn it! I almost cut the neck of that Tang... The old man is still so agile at his age, jumping up and down like a monkey...)
"Oh, that's not bad~"

Tang Zhennan touched the torn collar fabric and began to carefully examine this talented Kung Fu girl:

"It is commendable to make a hodgepodge to perfection, but it is ultimately a tricky business and it is difficult to achieve great things~
Only by focusing on one skill and devoting decades of effort to it can one comprehend its ultimate meaning. "

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As he was speaking, a silver light flashed, and Tang Zhennan suddenly drew his sword and chopped it down with all his might.
This move is the Tang Sect's "luring the snake out of its hole", using the friction between the sword and the scabbard to increase the initial speed. It is faster and more powerful than the Japanese "sword drawing technique", and it is difficult to predict.

Chen Hong had no time to dodge, so she had to raise her two swords to block. With a crisp sound of "clang!", the mandarin duck swords were cut off at the root by the long sword. The remaining force of the sword blades slashed towards the body, and the strong pressure seemed to cut the opponent in half.

Thanks to Chen Hong's quick reaction, she used the double swords' blades to block the sword blades in time, and resisted Tang Zhennan's heavy blow that was as powerful as splitting mountains and breaking peaks.
The alloy blade rubbed against the brass guard, sending out sparks, and the sword tip cut diagonally towards the shoulder, slicing through the skin and subcutaneous tissue, barely brushing past the trapezius muscle.

Chen Hong pushed hard with both arms, used the guard of her sword to push away the blade, and at the same time kicked the opponent's knee with her toes, forcing Tang Zhennan to step back and dodge, keeping some distance.

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"Xiaohong!"

Tetsuya, A Lin, and Chen Xing all cried out in unison. They were all terrified and stood on the sidelines, anxiously unable to help.

Chen Hong looked down at her blood-stained clothes and felt nothing. People who practice martial arts live on the edge of a knife.

The wound on the shoulder was not deep and did not damage the trapezius muscle and blood vessels, so it would not affect his attacks. He then breathed a sigh of relief and was secretly thankful.

The old man only used one move, 'Silver Snake Out of the Cave', which forced her to use all her strength to defend herself and save her life, and she had a close call with death.

If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, it would be hard to believe that there could be such a person with such superb skills in this world who could practice a martial art to perfection.

(This is too strong... Do I... really have a chance of winning...)
At such a young age, after experiencing such setbacks, it is inevitable that she will be shaken. Chen Hong remembered what her master had told her and took a deep breath;
(Phew… calm down… I can do this. I can do this.

He is not a god, but just a mortal, an old man...

All firewalls in this world can be breached by hackers, and no martial arts is perfect...

Tang Zhennan couldn't do it! Even if he practiced hard in the mountains for decades, he couldn't do it!

I am younger than him, stronger than him, and smarter than him...

We will surely find a way...

kill him!)