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Not only scold themselves, but also scold the whole Japanese people.

"I'll split you!"

Yamaguchi Zhenbang roared, and the whole person rushed to him again. The machete dance was so tight that he pushed Zhao Chengfeng to the corner step by step.

"Go to hell!"

Shankou Zhenbang was glad to see this, and immediately put out a big killing move, and chopped at Zhao Chengfeng's waist. This split is very particular, not high or low, so that Zhao Chengfeng can't avoid it!

"Damn you, big head!"

As everyone knows, forced into a desperate situation, Zhao Chengfeng suddenly flies up, the whole person seems to be lying on the edge of Zhenbang's knife, elegant posture.

"Dangdang!"

Zhao Chengfeng continued to punch, one punch hit Shankou Zhenbang's chest, making a sound like metal, and the sound of jingle was heard all the time.

"Damn, it's a turtle shell. It's so hard!"

Zhao Chengfeng has at least ten fists in a row. He doesn't know if Shankou Zhenbang is hurt at all. He just retreats a few steps in a row. That's all. On the contrary, Zhao Chengfeng's hands are numb.

It has to be said that although Yamaguchi Zhenbang has learned the golden bell cover secretly, he has practiced it very well. This skill can be called perfect. In less than ten and a half years, he has absolutely no such achievement.

"Well, today, you can't even break my defense. What are you going to fight with me? How can you beat me in dozens of moves? " See Zhao Chengfeng face dignified, Yamaguchi Zhenbang finally smile, cruel smile.

It seems that I have already seen myself crush Zhao Chengfeng to death. Looking at his painful howling, my heart is filled with infinite pleasure. That kind of feeling is wonderful.

"If I don't believe it today, I don't believe I can't break your shell!"

Zhao Chengfeng's stubborn temper has also come up. This time, Zhao Chengfeng takes the initiative to attack. He takes a snake's step. He looks weak, but in fact he is extremely swift. In the blink of an eye, only Zhao Chengfeng's shadow is left on the stage.

"Bang bang!"

"Dangdang!"

In just a few seconds, Zhao Chengfeng has shot hundreds of fists around Shankou Zhenbang. Unfortunately, Shankou Zhenbang at this time is a turtle shell, which can't be blasted.

"Your strength is too small. It's like tickling. Hey, I said, can you make it stronger?" At this time, Yamaguchi was extremely arrogant, with a touch of ridicule in the corner of his mouth“ Or do you Chinese have enough to eat? "

"Rampant, right? I'll make you rampant today!"

How can Zhao Chengfeng endure the mockery of the Japanese? All of a sudden, a long cry, body shape like lightning general fly out, this time, faster, more powerful!

"Bang bang!"

Zhao Chengfeng almost used 80% of his strength to attack with heavy fists. Every blow sent out a deafening sound of steel collision.

Above the challenge arena, Yamaguchi Zhenbang didn't dodge. He was attacked by Zhao Chengfeng. He just swayed, but he didn't suffer any substantial damage.

"Arrogant Huaxia people, can't they be angry now?" Looking at the scene above the challenge arena, Ichiro Inada finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Although he has just lost face, it's all a small matter. The most important thing is the result. The result is that Zhao Chengfeng will definitely lose. That's enough.

"The captain seems to be in some trouble." Wang Qiang said.

The brows of Liu Zhi and Pang Hu also twisted. If they could not break the defense, they could not defeat the enemy.

"It seems that he is right. I am not the opponent of Yamaguchi Zhenbang." Pang Hu said in secret. He was very depressed. Only now can Pang Hu see their real strength.

"Wait and see." "We should have confidence in our comrades," Liu said with a heavy face. "We should not be confused and watch the competition at ease."

Liu Zhi's words made people more or less quiet. However, looking at the scene in the challenge arena, people's hearts sank into the valley.

Wave after wave of attacks, not only failed to break Shankou Zhenbang's defense, but Zhao Chengfeng was a little tired, his face was also red, and his breathing was unsteady.

"Why don't you fight? Go on?" Yamaguchi said arrogantly, "come on, I'm waiting for you to tickle me."

Zhao Chengfeng twisted his brows, did not rush to attack, carefully thinking about the countermeasures. In any case, this battle can only be won, not defeated, not only to win, but also to win beautiful, but unfortunately, now we are in trouble.

"You can't do it, right? I'm sorry. It's my turn!"

Yamaguchi Zhenbang takes advantage of the gap of Zhao Chengfeng's thinking, takes a chance, and waves a knife.

"Whew!"

The blade sweeps past and makes a sound of breaking through the air quickly. There is a faint flash of the blade and it slides to Zhao Chengfeng's throat.

"Hiss!"

Zhao Chengfeng can't avoid it, and his chest is cut open. The blood flows out, which is very eye-catching.

"Ha ha, I thought you were as invulnerable as me. Why? Do you know the pain? " Yamaguchi Zhenbang is extremely arrogant. Now it seems that Zhao Chengfeng is nothing serious. If he goes down with two or three knives, he will still clean up. If he goes down with one knife, it will still be a cut, and it will still bleed.

"Ah, that's it!"

Wang Qiang shocked, how did not expect, strong as the boss of such a character would be injured? This completely overturned Wang Qiang's cognition of Zhao Chengfeng.

In Wang Qiang's mind, Zhao Chengfeng is a god like existence. No one can defeat him. Unexpectedly, the Japanese warriors hurt Zhao Chengfeng, which is hard to accept for a while.

"Are the Japanese so strong?" Pang Hu whispered. Obviously, he didn't expect that Zhao Chengfeng would be injured. Moreover, if Zhao Chengfeng didn't dodge quickly, this knife would be enough to kill Zhao Chengfeng.

Liu Zhi, the person in charge of the embassy, was not good-looking either. However, Liu Zhi, who had seen the big wind and waves, said in a low voice, "please be quiet. What's the noise? Can't you see that Mr. Zhao is thinking? "

On the challenge arena, Zhao Chengfeng takes a look at his wound, wringing his brow, obviously thinking about something.

"Hum!"

Ichiro Inada gave a cold hum below, and his heart said, "aren't you Chinese? Isn't it always said that Chinese Kung Fu is the originator of Japanese martial arts? How come the ancestors can't beat their disciples and grandchildren? "

This is the way to destroy the will of the Chinese people bit by bit and make them live in pain forever.

"It seems that you don't want to fight. Well, I'll send you to the west to avenge my younger martial brothers!" When he heard Ichiro Inada's cold hum, Yamaguchi felt that it was a signal from the defense minister that he would die while he was ill!

Before the words came down, Yamaguchi Zhenbang rushed over again. This time, it was even more swift. Like a vigorous cheetah, it showed the strongest killing move, and the sword was flashing again.

Zhao Chengfeng stood in the same place, looking at the light of the knife, suddenly understood something, whispered: "knife, ha ha..."