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Chapter 124 Eight Minutes! I'll Kill All Three of You!

The mission to protect Fujiwara failed outright.

No one expected that Fujiwara would die so quickly and so easily.

Sato Nobunaga and his two companions were members of the Imperial Way faction who had traveled from Japan across the ocean with several missions.

The most important thing, of course, is to support Tanaka Taro, who integrates military and political power, so that he can take the next step.

This was also a backup plan that Tanaka Taro had prepared for the Sino-Japanese martial arts competition.

How could the Japanese possibly rely on just one Ma San?

Another reason is that a master assassin emerged in Tianjin, capable of killing military and political figures, and the three of them also had the mission of capturing and killing this assassin, Chen Zhan.

He was supposed to go to Fengtian long ago, but before he set off, he received orders to take a boat to Lushun first, and escort a batch of supplies to Fengtian with Major General Fujiwara.

That's why it was delayed for several days.

The first time the bandits made their move, the three of them didn't lift a finger because they posed no threat.

The explosion had just occurred, nearly damaging the supplies. Fujiwara panicked and ordered the three men to quickly deal with the bandits and protect the supplies.

To everyone's surprise, not long after the three left, they urgently called for help.

Nobunaga Sato has not arrived yet.

It turned into this in an instant.
A pile of minced meat, impossible to pick up.

On Song Jingang's side, he led his men to the last section of the train, the depot where supplies were loaded. They killed several Japanese soldiers and were about to go forward to see what it was and whether they could destroy it.

A man and a woman suddenly appeared from the side; the woman wielded two swords, one long and one short, while the man was unarmed.

He was extremely fast; he fired several shots, which were dodged, and then charged into the crowd, wielding his sword to kill.

The woman was unremarkable in appearance, slender, and had shoulder-length short hair with slightly curled ends. She blended into the crowd immediately, and there was no indication that she was a master.

Even so, with just two swords, one long and one short, he could kill people as easily as cutting grass.

In the blink of an eye, after a charge and a circle, two men with horses, and four men with four horses, lay on the ground.

The man was unarmed, in his early thirties, with a stocky build, broad shoulders and a thick back, and his hands were covered with calluses of varying depths.

Aside from his imposing stature, there was nothing particularly remarkable about him, but his fists were like iron, capable of sending both man and horse flying with a single punch.

These two instantly threw Song Jingang's men into chaos, resulting in the deaths of seven or eight men in a short time.

"Boss, it's a Japanese expert." The seventh brother said calmly, while being slashed by the woman. He used the iron rod in his hand to block the blow and retreated more than ten steps.

The woman became interested, but she didn't expect that there was a master among the bandits, and she couldn't defeat him with a single slash.

"interesting."

She sighed softly, stepped forward, and casually cut down two men.

"Whoosh!"

A bullet pierced through the horse and headed straight for her temple, even predicting where she would step.

But she suddenly stopped, and the bullet grazed her forehead, leaving a bloody mark.

"Yukio, there's a sharpshooter lurking in the shadows." Yamada Shigeo's gaze swept towards Ye Ningzhen's direction.

“She changed seats,” Suzuki Yukio nodded.

"Be careful, these kinds of gunmen are invincible when they're hiding in the shadows."

"It's alright, someone's dealing with her."

The two had barely exchanged a few words when a rapid ringing sounded behind them, "Ring ring ring~"

The two men's expressions changed instantly, and they left the battlefield and rushed back.

Ten rings of the bell signal a life-or-death crisis.

As soon as the two arrived, they saw Major General Fujiwara lying in a pool of blood and flesh, and Nobunaga Sato, the best martial artist, being beaten by a towering man.

Moreover, the man was able to distract himself from dealing with the Japanese soldiers surrounding him.

He charged into the crowd, where he was surrounded by more than twenty Japanese soldiers. In an instant, half of them were blown apart, and blood rained down everywhere.

The remaining half tried to retreat, but they were too slow and were killed by Chen Zhan.

Nobunaga Sato stepped forward to stop him, barely managing to halt the towering figure of the demon god.

The two exchanged a glance, then quickly stepped forward, forming a pincer attack.

Chen Zhan, his face covered, glanced around and saw two more people arriving, both at the Transformation Realm!

Three powerful cultivators launched a combined attack.

The surrounding Japanese soldiers were terrified. Chen Zhan's punch caused them to explode and die, which was truly shocking.

He watched as his friend, who had just been chatting and laughing with him, was punched and blown apart, his scarlet flesh splattering all over him.

Confidence is on the verge of collapse.

Nobunaga Sato said in Japanese, "All of you, disperse and don't interfere. This is not a battle you can participate in. Go and call for backup."

The remaining few dozen Japanese soldiers fled in panic, and Chen Zhan did not stop them.

Whether Song Jingang can stop them or not is not important, as long as it is resolved before the Japanese reinforcements arrive.

Before him stood three masters of the Transformation Realm, surrounding him in a triangular formation.

This is the most stressful time I've faced since achieving the Hua Jin (化劲) level.

The three people in front of me are all top-level Japanese fighters, and I don't know their fighting styles, but I can check them using the consciousness panel.

Of the three, Sato Nobunaga and Suzuki Yukio both used swords. Suzuki Yukio had two swords, a long one in her left hand and a short one in her right. Yamada Shigo was unarmed.

Chen Zhan squinted, took out Ye Ningzhen's pocket watch and glanced at it; there were about nine minutes left.

"Are you a master of the Bajiquan School?"

Nobunaga Sato has extensive knowledge of martial arts in China. He is the oldest among them, already over fifty years old. In his youth, he visited China many times and fought against various masters.

He had defeated countless enemies, but thirty years ago, he fought Li Shuwen and lost his arm in just three moves, requiring a year of recuperation after returning to China. It can be said that he harbors deep resentment towards the Bajiquan lineage.

He wasn't in a hurry to act; the longer he delayed, the more advantageous it would be. With a massive army pressing in, even a god couldn't escape.

Chen Zhan shook his head and didn't reply.

Checking the information of the three people, I felt only excitement. There is great terror between life and death, but when fighting with fists, walking on the edge of life and death, every move hovers on the edge of life and death. Nothing can compare to that kind of adrenaline stimulation.

"Eight minutes! I'll kill all three of you."

Chen Zhan said calmly, "No time to waste." The three were on guard against Chen Zhan escaping, but they didn't expect that he would kill them all within eight minutes.

Yamada Shigeo's honest face revealed a murderous glint, "Hehe, that would be best."

Before he could finish speaking, Chen Zhan had already moved.

He leaped and swayed from side to side; if the flames hadn't still been lit, his figure might not have been clearly visible.

He headed straight for Yamada Shigeo, wading through mud and smashing the monument!
With his top-tier Bagua attack, Chen Zhan swung his sword horizontally and directly, unleashing unparalleled force as he slammed it to the side. His hands were like two massive stone tablets weighing thousands of pounds, smashing and slamming wildly in all directions.

Shigo Yamada is a master of Kyokushin Karate. When he was less than twenty years old, he shattered a three-inch-thick bluestone with a single punch at the Okinawa Karate Tournament, earning him the nickname "Iron Fist of Okinawa".

In the last decade or so, Kyokushin Karate has been pushed to its limits, surpassing Goju-ryu and Shotokan-ryu in Japan to become the undisputed number one.

He believed his hand skills were second to none and that he was not afraid of Chen Zhan in a palm strike.

With a jolt, the power of his qi, blood, muscles, and bones erupted, shattering the karate uniform on his arm and pressing it directly onto Chen Zhan's hand.

Palm to palm, neither yielding an inch.

Chen Zhan's gaze sharpened. The Great Monument Smashing Hand was not afraid of confrontation, but only of the opponent's constant dodging.

"Oh!"

As he clashed his palms together, Yamada Shigo felt as if his hand had struck a giant monument, an immense and unmatched force.

The only option is to retreat and deflect the force!

"Boom!"

He took five steps in a row, cracking the black soil beneath his feet. His hands trembled wildly, and he couldn't catch the slamming stone tablet with his palm.

If it were a one-on-one situation, and Chen Zhan relentlessly pursued and attacked, it would immediately be extremely dangerous.

Fortunately, he was not alone.

Without even raising his eyebrows, Chen Zhan knew someone was attacking from behind. As if he had eyes in the back of his head, he dodged to the side, his long sword slicing through the air, and his short sword tearing through his black clothes.

The blade lightly grazed the body, leaving a thin bloodstain, tearing the skin and flesh, but miraculously, it didn't bleed.

Chen Zhan remained expressionless, as if he wasn't the one who was injured.

After exchanging a single move with each of them, Chen Zhan sensed that among the three, the woman with the twin swords, who appeared to be the fiercest, actually had the shallowest skill. She had cleverly mastered the art of internal energy transformation, and her entire skill lay in her twin swords.

Miyamoto Musashi was a master swordsman and one of Japan's most legendary swordsmen. It is said that he fought more than 60 duels in his lifetime without ever being defeated.

His creation, "Niten Ichi-ryu," is a two-sword style of swordsmanship. Japanese swords, like knives, are long swords with one edge, hence the name "sword."

The "Dual-Sword Style" involves wielding a sword in each hand, using a long sword called a "tachi" and a short sword called a "wakizashi." The long sword is used for attack, while the short sword is used for defense; or the short sword is used for restraint, while the long sword is used for surprise attacks.

Absolute balance between offense and defense.

Chen Zhan had never seen this sword technique before, but that didn't stop him from killing the man first.

He strode forward, using the Bagua Step, moving without a fixed form, unleashing a barrage of punches straight at the face, using speed to overcome speed.

Suzuki Yukio attempted to defend with her long sword, holding it horizontally in front while thrusting her short sword diagonally. One attack and one defense were combined; if she could withstand one blow, the two behind her would follow up with two more, allowing them to continue their encirclement and attack.

The Imperial Way faction disregards fairness and justice; all they care about is achieving their goals.

But she completely underestimated Chen Zhan's seemingly effortless cannon punch. This was no casual punch; it was a "ground-penetrating cannon"!

Both Xingyi and Bajiquan possess this move, which is launched from below, like a cannonball shooting into the sky, fierce and explosive.

If it were any other move, Chen Zhan would need to gather his strength and unleash it, but Xingyi Quan had been completely integrated into his bones. When he unleashed his full power, it immediately soared into the sky and exploded with a deafening roar.

"Oh!"

The long sword shattered, and countless pieces of iron flew across Suzuki Yukio's face, leaving three bloody marks on her already ordinary face, making her look extremely ferocious.

But she smiled, her right hand already holding a short knife to Chen Zhan's waist; with a single thrust, she could pierce even the strongest steel.

She tightened her right hand and exerted force suddenly. In the "Niten Ichiryu" style, Niten comes from Yaksha, a guardian deity symbolizing power and wisdom.

Holding a short sword, just like a demon wielding a blade, he pushes forward with great force!
"Um???"

Suzuki Yukio and Chen Zhan exchanged glances, neither of them having time to look down, but the shock in her eyes was unmistakable.

Chen Zhan's left hand, which was not extended, gripped the blade of the short knife with three fingers, preventing it from advancing an inch!
His hands were so red they were dripping blood, a testament to the extreme concentration of his vital energy. "How could you possibly do this!"

With a surge of power from its back, the dragon's body tumbled, and the force in its hands increased by thirty percent, "Boom!"

The dagger shattered!

The two men behind him had already reached his back; one threw a furious punch, and the other slashed his neck with a knife.

Chen Zhan took another step forward, and his feet trembled violently as if an earthquake had struck. He forcefully pushed Suzuki Yukio out by ten feet, and she retreated ten feet. Chen Zhan had already turned around to deal with the other two.

She thought she had escaped a disaster; both of her swords were broken, but she still had a dagger.

I took a deep breath of the cold winter night wind, and a flash of cold light appeared. By the time I realized what was happening, it was too late.

The broken blade of the dagger slashed through the air with only a "thud!" sound.

The sound of a broken blade cutting through the trachea and slicing the throat.

Suzuki Yukio pointed forward, completely oblivious to when Chen Zhan had thrown the hidden weapon, making a "whoosh whoosh" sound.

I wanted to speak, but no sound came out.

He could only fall to the ground in despair.

(End of this chapter)