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Chapter 427 Drunken Fist vs. Ninjutsu
I saw the long knife reaching Xia Jian's abdomen in the blink of an eye, but Xia Jian didn't panic at all. When he sucked in his stomach, it was just a centimeter inward.

The sharp wind of the knife directly cut Xia Jian's clothes, but it didn't stab Xia Jian.

Xia Jian smiled wildly at Yanhu who thought he had won: "Hehe, it's still close."

Yanhu was surprised when he saw Xia Jian's unpredictable smile, how could this be possible?

Even if the opponent dodged the last knife, it was extremely dangerous to dodge, how could his face be so calm, and even smile?
Is he just playing with himself?

Let yourself feel that victory is in sight, and then fight back, let him fall from heaven to hell in one fell swoop.

"Hehe, you finally understand, I was playing with you just now, now it's my turn to attack."

Xia Jian had a drunken posture, and his hands were snake-shaped fists, which was exactly the drunken fist kung fu.

"Wow, this can't be Drunken Fist."

"Drunk, just used the drunken fist, awesome."

Xia Jian came to Yanhu with a drunken look. When the two stood facing each other, he suddenly kicked his right leg and hit Yanhu's crotch. Although it seemed like an understatement, it contained a strong inner strength .

Snapped!
Seeing this, Yanhu immediately pressed down with his right hand to touch Xia Jian's feet, but Xia Jian suddenly twisted his waist and turned his hips, and suddenly kicked his right leg upwards in an arc towards Yanhu's left head. Latent defense.

But after this upward kick, Xia Jian fell down, his left and right legs crossed in a scissors shape, and at this time, his left foot had already hooked the inner side of Yanhu's left ankle, his right leg was close to the side knee joint of his right leg, and his body Vigorously rolling over to the right, what he did was the essence of "rolling" in Drunken Fist, cutting the opponent over.

Suddenly there was a burst of applause at the scene. I saw Xia Jian voluntarily falling to the ground just now, and thought that something had happened.

"As I said, your ninjutsu is not as powerful as my drunken fist."

"Gui Sha, don't be too arrogant."

Yanhu yelled angrily, a carp straightened up, the long knife cut Xia Jian's head like lightning again, swung his right leg at the same time, and kicked Xia Jian's chest.

This move Yanhu is very confident, two moves at the same time, one of them must be hit, if you can dodge the long knife, you will definitely not be able to dodge the side kick.

But Xia Jian's neck shrunk slightly, just to avoid the sharp knife, and at the same time followed the direction and height of Yanhu's right leg, and fell backwards.

Yanhu's eyes narrowed suddenly, and when he saw the opponent fell to the ground, he immediately raised his long knife and slashed down at Xia Jian on the ground, taking Xia Jian's life with the momentum of thunder.

But Xia Jian was not in a hurry at all, using the inertia of his body when he fell to the ground just now, he hooked his left leg upwards and flicked the opponent's crotch, kicking Yanhu away.

A kick back and straight leg kick focuses on the technical characteristics of "following the trend and moving with the shape" in Zuiquan. It seems to be defeated, but in fact it wins in defeat.

No matter how Yanhu will attack next, Xia Jian will use these strange moves such as falling, jumping, turning, and rolling to transform Yanhu's killing moves into invisible, and the attack will be as swift as a rabbit, with great momentum. Like wind and fire.

Yanhu's fights became more and more impatient, but under the impatience, although the ultimate moves were concentrated, they were full of loopholes.Xia Jian seized these loopholes and caught Yanhu by surprise.

"Impossible, impossible, how could my sword skills be defeated by a drunk."

Yanhu couldn't believe what had happened, his Wushuang saber technique had lost so thoroughly, it was like playing a big sword in front of Guan Gong, without any power at all.

Xia Jian looked at Yanhu with disdain on his face: "You are not the strongest ninjutsu at all, you are not qualified to fight me, only Wumen can barely fight me."

The most authentic school of ninjutsu is Iga, and the strongest among Iga is Wumen. Wumen can be said to be invincible in the world, and his strength is rare in the world.

Wumen is the number one king of the island country, Xia Jian said that, it was tantamount to insulting all their warriors, which made Yanhu extremely angry.

"Gui Sha, you are too self-righteous!"

As soon as the words fell, Yanhu stood up straight from the ground, and then disappeared into the night with a whoosh.

After Xia Jian saw this scene, a beautiful arc was slowly drawn at the corner of his mouth: "Phantom?"

As soon as Xia Jian's words fell, a death-like cold light suddenly appeared above his head, stabbing down at Xia Jian like a mountain top.

Just when the cold light was three centimeters away from Xia Jian, Xia Jian moved. He slammed and then fell to the ground. He closed his palms in the middle, and the blade was firmly clamped in his palms. The next moment, he used After making a move in Drunken Fist, turn your legs forward and kick, raise your left leg against the opponent's lower abdomen, then straighten your knees and kick, and throw him backwards.

Like a kite with a broken string, Yanhu flipped forward, opened his mouth slightly, and spurted out a mouthful of scarlet blood.

After experiencing a front flip in the air, the whole person hit the ground heavily.

Complete defeat!

Yanhu thinks that he can stand out from the crowd with his strength, but he is vulnerable in front of this man, and he is abused like a dog.

"You are not my opponent, hurry up and say that Fusang is not as good as Huaxia!" Xia Jian slowly approached Yanhu.

The next moment, Yanhu endured the severe pain in his body, a carp straightened up, stood up, and ran away!
At this moment, his heart was filled with a deep sense of shame. He could accept his own loss, but he couldn't accept his country's loss to Huaxia.

He regretted it, regretting that he should not block the honor and disgrace of the country.

But there are no ifs in this world, there are only consequences and results!
"Want to run after losing?"

Xia Jian shouted angrily, and the sound was like a thunderclap, which exploded in the air and lasted for a long time.

The next moment, Xia Jian was like a bow and arrow shot out, and in an instant, he had already caught up behind Yanhu, and with his right hand grabbing forward, he had caught Yanhu's back collar.

Afterwards, Xia Jian waved his hand, throwing Yanhu back.

boom!
With a muffled sound, Yanhu slammed into a solid electric pole, as if hit by a rhinoceros, his whole body felt like he had been knocked apart, and his blood surged.

"Quickly tell everyone that Fusang is not as good as Huaxia, that Fusang is scum, garbage!"

Xia Jian yelled angrily, and under the influence of this yell, the blood on Yanhu's body rolled for a while, and at the same time, he felt that he was being targeted by the devil.

"I said, I said."

Although it is a disgrace in every way, compared with fate, the interests of the country can be put aside temporarily. What kind of patriotism can only be tested at the moment of life and death.

"Come on one person, send a small video to target him, and send it to the live broadcast platform at that time, so that Fusang can lose all face!" Xia Jian said to the crowd behind him.

(End of this chapter)