sjar Chapter 820 Defeat Jian Xiongjun
Chapter 820 Defeat Jian Xiongjun
Richard Wen was speechless.
After all, they were at a disadvantage in numbers.
If you admit defeat now, it will only make others more arrogant in the future.
The guy opposite named Jian Xiongjun had taken off his weapons and equipment, leaving only the samurai swords on his back and waist.
The people around have also dispersed, leaving a small open space.
"Kill him, kill him, kill him!"
Almost all the Japanese soldiers were shouting loudly in Japanese.
Everyone hopes that Jian Xiongjun will cut Yuan Shuai into pieces.
Even in the eyes of the Japanese army, this game was a game about command.
If they can win, the Japanese army will have absolute command here.
"Kill him, kill him, kill him!"
The US military also began to cheer for Yuan Shuai.
Although the US military knew that they had fewer people and the Japanese had more troops, and that the command was definitely on the Japanese side, they did not want to obey the Japanese command.
Of course they all hope that Yuan Shuai can win.
It's best to take this guy first and then take off the opponent's head.
"Boy, I heard you're a good fighter. Let me see today how good you are!"
Jian Xiongjun got ready and hooked his middle finger at Yuan Shuai provocatively.
He was so arrogant that he didn't even bother to use his samurai sword.
Yuan Shuai took off his weapons and equipment and smiled coldly.
"I've seen some who are arrogant, but I've never seen anyone as arrogant as you! Since you want to see it, then you should see it clearly! In this world, if I say I'm second, no one dares to say I'm first!"
"I didn't expect you to be so arrogant. It seems that if I don't teach you a lesson, you really don't know who you are. Prepare to die!"
Jian Xiongjun roared and rushed directly towards Yuan Shuai.
However, halfway through, this guy's body suddenly moved left and right, and the figure instantly turned into two.
It makes it difficult to distinguish between reality and illusion.
"What the hell! What kind of Kung Fu is this!"
"Why did we become two people?"
"It's over, it's all over now, Yuan Shuai is probably going to lose!"
When all the American soldiers saw this scene, the hope in their eyes instantly turned into despair.
But there was a cheer from the Japanese army.
"Yoshi, I didn't expect that Jian Xiongjun's clone technique has been practiced to such an extent!"
"Now Yuan Shuai can just wait to be beaten to death!"...
"Bah!"
In the blink of an eye, accompanied by the dull sound of fists hitting the body, Jian Xiongjun was knocked back more than two meters.
Although he did not fall down and was still standing on the ground, there was a red fist mark on the left side of his cheek.
The whole place was instantly quiet.
Everyone's eyes widened.
No one expected that Jian Xiongjun's powerful ninja clone technique could be easily broken by Yuan Shuai's punch.
He even put a stamp on Jian Xiongjun's face.
"What's going on? Am I seeing things?"
"Yuan Shuai actually beat up Jian Xiongjun!"
"And he hit me in the face!"
"This is impossible, this is impossible, how did he do it!"
All the Japanese soldiers looked at the scene in disbelief.
The American soldiers were even more shocked and waved their fists excitedly.
"Yuan Shuai is so awesome!"
"I didn't expect that he would actually hit the opponent!"
"This happened so damn fast, I didn't even see clearly what happened!"
"How did he just hit ..."
"puff!"
Jian Xiongjun spat a mouthful of blood on the ground and cursed angrily with gritted teeth.
“Bakayalu! That’s interesting. I haven’t met an opponent in a long time. You can barely be considered one. I was too careless just now. But from now on, you’re dead!”
He held the samurai sword on his back in his right hand, but did not pull it out. Instead, he rushed towards Yuan Shuai again.
"Batakujutsu!"
"Okay, Yuan Shuai is dead this time!"
"kill him!"
All the Japanese troops were in a frenzy again.
The American soldiers were all sweating profusely, worrying whether Yuan Shuai could withstand the next blow.
After all, although Yuan Shuai had taken off his weapons and equipment, he still had two bayonets on his body.
But the bayonet is much shorter than the samurai sword.
As the saying goes, an inch longer is an inch stronger.
Compared to the samurai sword, these two bayonets are simply too short.
Jian Xiongjun's eyes were filled with murderous intent, and even a sly smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
This is exactly his sword-drawing technique.
When he was about to rush in front of Yuan Shuai, he suddenly drew his sword.
Just when his knife was pulled out an inch, Yuan Shuai kicked him on the right hand, causing the knife to retract, and he also took a few steps back.
However, just as he retreated, he drew his sword again.
But when his knife was pulled out an inch again, Yuan Shuai kicked him on the right hand again, kicking his knife back again, and the whole person was kicked backwards again.
After kicking three times in succession, Jian Xiongjun retreated more than ten steps and stood on the ground.
Although his right hand was still holding the handle of the samurai sword on his back, his right hand was shaking constantly and he couldn't even pull out the sword.
"Baga! What's going on?"
"Jianxiong Jun didn't even have a chance to draw his sword!"
"Too fast, this guy is too fast, much faster than Jian Xiongjun!"
"Baga, it looks like Jian Xiongjun has lost!"
The Japanese soldiers, who had been so rampant before, shook their heads with disappointment on their faces.
The American soldiers were extremely excited, waving their fists and roaring loudly.
"We won, we won! We finally won!"
"I just discovered today that Yuan Shuai is such a good fighter!"
"Before that, he didn't even use his full strength!"...
Yuan Shuai smiled at Jian Xiongjun.
"What about that bear? Do you still want to fight it?"
Bear!?
Jian Xiongjun was so angry that his eyes were blazing with fire and his teeth were grinding. He wished he could rush up and cut Yuan Shuai into pieces.
But now the bones in his right hand were almost broken by the kick, and he couldn't even pull out the knife, so how could he cut the other person into pieces?
If the other party had not shown mercy, he would have been kicked into pieces.
"Cough cough!"
Hattori Sankai said with a grim face and dry coughing a few times.
"It seems that the legend is true. You, Yuan Shuai, are really capable. However, you are few in number and don't have a map. If you don't want to follow us, you can act on your own!"
He was arrogant and wanted to use the advantages of numbers and maps to make Yuan Shuai beg him to follow him.
No American soldier expected that he would do this.
In this way, these American soldiers can only obey the orders of the Japanese army.
In the future, we can only serve as cannon fodder for the Japanese army.
All the American troops' eyes were on Yuan Shuai.
However, Yuan Shuai snorted coldly.
"Who said we have to follow you? Our superiors said that we are in a cooperative relationship, but that doesn't mean we have to obey your orders! Of course, I also hope that you won't come to beg us when the time comes!"
After saying that, Yuan Shuai turned around and spoke to his people.
"Since they are not willing to cooperate with us, let's go to another place to rest!"