Supreme Soldier King City Tour

Chapter 332 Garbage
They couldn't figure it out, because the gap between Wu Xuan and Yamada Kamerou was too great.

In this regard, the five elders of Kongtong have unique insights.

They saw through everything, this attack was not a collision between Wu Xuan and Yamada Kamerou, but more like a duel between Chinese Martial Arts and Oriental Ninjutsu.

Although it was a tie on the surface, they knew in their hearts that Kamero Yamada was already at a disadvantage at this moment.

Wu Xuan, who has mastered the four styles of dragon scales, has completely changed his concept of martial arts. How could this oriental ninjutsu be able to defeat him?

In front of Huaxia Martial Dao, if Oriental ninjutsu has not developed for thousands of years, it will only be scum.

Kamerou Yamada was even more shocked, the samurai sword in his hand was shattered into scrap iron, just now he poured power into the samurai sword, but unexpectedly it was broken by the opponent.

This confrontation changed Yamada Kamerou's impression of Wu Xuan completely, because he found that Wu Xuan's aura was completely different from before.

Just like the dagger in his hand that emits bloodthirsty light and roars, the combined power of the two has never disappeared.

"If you have the ability, put down your weapon and have a real fight." Yamada Kamerou said coldly.

He knew that Wu Xuan relied entirely on this dragon scale blood dagger, if he didn't have a weapon, it would be easy for him to deal with him with his strength.

Wu Xuan sneered, how could he not see through Yamada Kamerou's mind, he couldn't help laughing and said: "Are you still a three-year-old child? There are three rules for fighting, this is a life-and-death situation, will I be so stupid as to die?"

Yamada Kamerou gritted his teeth. He suffered a lot from weapons. He knew that this dagger was very unusual, and the other party was the Dark Twelve Falcon who was killed by this dagger.

He had an idea in his mind, if he snatched this dagger, the matter would become dramatic.

"You Huaxia people often talk about fairness. Even if you win me now, it's only invincible." Yamada Kamerou said coldly.

As long as Wu Xuan was able to be fooled and put down the dagger, he would have a chance to snatch it back. At that time, the balance of victory and defeat would all be on his side.

He knew that people in Huaxia paid attention to etiquette and morality, and believed in being upright, and he grasped this point.

Wu Xuan looked at Kamerou Yamada with disdain, and said, "Dare to talk about our Huaxia, are you Japanese devils worthy?"

"Since you are cowardly, I can't bully your grandson, well, it's up to you."

The dragon scale blood dagger flew out and embedded deeply into the wall.

A cunning flashed in Yamada Kamerou's eyes, and sure enough, this kid was fooled.

Wu Xuan picked up a samurai sword, pointed at the heart of Yamada Kamerou, and said, "I will use your oriental broken copper and iron to cut open your heart, and I want you to know that those who are wanton in my sacred land What a price to pay."

Kameuro Yamada sneered constantly: "Stop wishful thinking."

Without weapons, you can still go to heaven.

He also picked up the samurai sword, which is his preferred weapon. The combination of oriental ninjutsu and the samurai sword can exert the greatest power, which is what Huaxia martial arts cannot do.

Huaxia Martial Arts and Samurai Swords cannot be integrated, and Wu Xuan was so big that he wanted to kill him with a Samurai Sword, it was a dream come true.

Without further ado, Yamada Kamerou launched the killing. He wanted to kill Wu Xuan while he was here, so that he would have no chance of regretting it, and that dragon-scale blood dagger would definitely become his trophy.

If this powerful weapon is brought back to the Yamada-gumi, one can imagine his status, and it will rise accordingly.

The other party's tone was too arrogant, Yamada Kamerou must make him pay for it.

The two samurai swords slashed together, and fierce sparks burst out. The two were very imposing and did not give in at all, and they were still tied.

"how can that be!"

Kameiro Yamada felt inconceivable, even if the opponent was holding a special oriental samurai sword, it was so terrifying. The sharp edge on Wu Xuan made him dare not look directly at it.

He thought it must be an illusion, it was his unconsciousness after he broke his mentality, he just needed to calm down and exert his maximum fighting power.

The imposing collision caused the two to be separated instantly, and a damaged gap appeared on the samurai sword.

Yamada Kamerou closed his eyes. Meditation is a kung fu. He has practiced hard for many years, and now it plays a vital role at critical moments.

When he opened his eyes, his expression became more calm.

Wu Xuan was amazed that Yamada Kamerou could control his mind so freely, but so what, he who comprehended the four dragon scales, how can ordinary people be able to stop him.

Yamada Kameiro held the samurai long sword in both hands, and the moment he took a step, several illusory figures appeared in the field, each exuding a different momentum and tricks, a total of eighteen ways, encircling Wu Xuan .

Each of these eighteen figures has its own advantages and disadvantages, each of which is as real as it is, and the vicious force is terrifying.

But Wu Xuan is no ordinary person, even without the Dragonscale Blood Dagger, he is still fearless.

He will not do things without confidence. Since he dares to make such a big claim, he must be prepared.

The samurai long sword belonging to the Orient seems to have changed in his hands, and it no longer has an oriental air. On the contrary, the slender blade actually wields a feeling of a dagger.

The moment the saber fell, a total of nine Wu Xuans shot at the same time, and a dragon's chant soared to the sky.

Yamada Kamerou immediately flew upside down, spat out a mouthful of blood, and looked at Wu Xuan in horror.

He didn't understand why Wu Xuan was able to display such terrifying strength without the dagger.

Wu Xuan took a deep breath, and touched his chest with his hand, where the clothes were torn, and there was a big hideous mouth, the skin was ripped apart, and fresh blood was flowing, from time to time, his whole body was covered with blood.

Sure enough, he was still careless.

Without the Dragon Scale Blood Dagger, mere oriental weapons cannot exert the strongest power of the Dragon Scale Four Style.

Otherwise, this blow would have killed Yamada Kamerou.

Fortunately, this wound was not fatal. If he dodged a little later, his life might really be in danger.

The Dragon Scale Four Form has never been just a tactic, it is the essence of Chinese Martial Dao, allowing Wu Xuan to sublimate and understand Martial Dao more thoroughly.

The fusion of human and dragon is not just a terrifying form, Wu Xuan has a feeling for the dragon-scale blood dagger, and even comprehends its sharpness, with the help of the dragon-scale blood dagger's blade momentum, it is enough to deal with Yamada Kamerou.

Otherwise, he wouldn't be fooled, and he wouldn't be fooled by Yamada Kamerou's nonsense.

By doing this, Wu Xuan just wanted to make Yamada Kamero fear Huaxia from the bottom of his heart. This sacred land is definitely not something outsiders like them can get their hands on.

"How does it feel to be wounded by your favorite weapon?"

Yamada Kamerou spit out blood foam, and said with a grim face: "Don't be complacent, the winner has not yet been decided."

Wu Xuan shook his head with a sneer, and at the same time walked towards Yamada Kamerou, with the samurai sword in his hand emitting a cold light, resting on his neck.

This samurai sword belonging to Dongyang will end the opponent's life.

(End of this chapter)