Chapter 1594: Japanese Martial Artists
For Jiang Feng to dare to show himself, the three of Quanyang Chun obviously didn’t expect it. They didn’t expect that in such a secretive situation, Jiang Feng could still figure out their movements!
"Binhai Jiang Feng, are you the Jiang Feng of Binhai?"
Although he already had a guess in his heart, Mashino Ikken still stared at Jiang Feng and asked.
"That’s right."
Jiang Feng tilted his head and looked at the three people. It was obvious they were Japanese, and the killing aura and stench on each of them were heavy, a clear sign they had just killed someone!
"Heh heh, Binhai Jiang Feng, we really underestimated you. You seem to have known we would come?"
This time, it was Quanyang Chun who spoke, looking at Jiang Feng with some amusement as he questioned.
Jiang Feng, unwilling to talk nonsense, already started walking towards the three.
Meanwhile, Chen Longxiang remained seated in the car, not coming out; this was not the right place for him to appear.
At the same time, a sexy and enchanting figure landed lightly on a tall, lush tree behind him, watching from a high vantage point in the direction of Jiang Feng and the three Japanese.
If Jiang Feng turned back for a glance, he would surely recognize at once that this figure was the woman who appeared last night!
However, this time, though the woman still wore a mask covering half her face, her clothes had changed.
After all, in broad daylight, wearing a black cape and boots would not be appropriate.
She had changed into a long white dress, transforming her aura. Her tall and sexy figure swayed under the dappled leaves, and even the simple silhouette of her body was enough to make people drool!
Her half-exposed face was extremely cold, her chin exceptionally beautiful, with smooth and graceful lines of alabaster cheeks, beneath which was an alluring, straight jade neck. The whitish, nearly translucent skin at the neckline contrasted sharply with her white dress. Her prideful figure just below the neckline seemed ready to burst through, undeniably enticing, yet inviting crime!
Her slender waist, not wider than a single grip, and slightly raised, rounded buttocks formed a marvelous arc beneath her skirt, making her figure even more striking.
Yet, her eyes hidden behind the mask seemed to be freezing cold, indicating she wasn’t easy to mess with. Her gaze carried a hint of irritation, stared far into Jiang Feng’s direction, mingling coldness with resentment.
Her figure was hot to the extreme, her demeanor was coolly aloof to the extreme!
She was the leader of the Jiangdong Dragon Team, someone with a grand background, yet unprecedentedly taken a hidden loss in Jiang Feng’s hands!
"Heh heh, it seems our Netherworld Hall must have a mole inside. The organization’s every move could be known by this Jiangdong ant in advance. I suspect it’s those damned Chinese elders, hm, it must be them, eating inside, collaborating outside!"
The three Japanese failed to notice the woman in the tree, and Quanyang Chun spoke coldly, his expression filled with sinister evil and mockery.
This matter, he must report properly to the Great Elder when he returns, to weed out the traitors!
"Binhai Jiang Feng, weren’t those foolish senior officials of our Netherworld Hall all killed by you? Especially those four previously, were they all killed by you as well?" Moriyama Noren grinned fiendishly as he asked.
"Yes. But don’t be anxious. Soon, you three will join them. And your organization, including the Eighteen Hells behind you, will all reunite in the real hell. Remember, it was I, Jiang Feng, who said this." Jiang Feng replied with an amused smile.
"You bastard!"
Moriyama Noren became furious, immediately turning to Quanyang Chun and said, "Sir, allow me to strike first and take the head of this Chinese ant! I don’t believe a kid who hasn’t grown hair entirely could have any real skill; it’s mostly those Chinese senior officials boasting beyond reality!"
"Very well!" Quanyang Chun nodded in satisfaction, "Go ahead, make it quick and decisive, let him know the prowess of Japanese martial artists!"
Moriyama Noren, eager and willing, suddenly slipped a long sword from his sleeve, holding it in one hand, he directly stepped forward to Jiang Feng.
The Japanese inherited the swordsman ideology from China’s ancient Tang Dynasty. Most martial artists used swords, and generally, they didn’t kill the unarmed. Moriyama Noren provocatively looked at Jiang Feng, "Kid, you are a martial artist, what weapon do you use?"
"Weapon? Honestly, I’m not used to it," Jiang Feng smiled, "To deal with you, bare hands are enough."
"Beast!!!"
Moriyama Noren was infuriated; was Jiang Feng looking down on him?!
Meanwhile, Quanyang Chun and Mashino Ikken saw this scene, their expressions similarly turning cold, thinking that Jiang Feng really had a death wish!
Moriyama Noren gritted his teeth, holding the sword with both hands, taking off his wooden clogs, spinning his bare feet in white socks slowly, suddenly he raised his right arm, uplifted his hand, sword pointed at Jiang Feng, his whole being brimming with killing aura!
In the car behind, Chen Longxiang was watching intently, preparing to closely observe how exactly Jiang Feng would strike. The woman in the tree was also observing seriously, her brow tightly knitted!
Moriyama Noren and Jiang Feng stood face to face, frozen for a few seconds. Suddenly, Moriyama Noren let out a loud shout, his figure flickered like a gust of white wind, swiftly striking in front of Jiang Feng at a speed indistinguishable to the naked eye, raising both hands to cleave Jiang Feng in two on the spot!
Jiang Feng chuckled lightly, raising his hand casually, flicked his fingers, hitting Moriyama Noren’s sword-holding wrist!
"Too slow!"
In an instant, a force as light as a feather dispersed all of Moriyama Noren’s killing aura!
Moriyama Noren landed, retreating several steps in succession from the shock, his Qi-blood surging. He bellowed again, stabbing towards Jiang Feng, following with back-slashing and lancing strikes, each sword move lethal and ferocious!
In terms of the Chinese Martial Artist level, Moriyama Noren’s strength was above Spirit Void and had reached about Spirit Void Fifth Level. Though slightly weaker than Ji Bu, not by much!
But now, no matter how he showcased his swordsmanship to the extreme, exerting his utmost strength, he still couldn’t inflict any harm on Jiang Feng. Conversely, Jiang Feng lightly avoided him effortlessly, not even a hair’s breadth was touched.
In the short span of several seconds, Moriyama Noren unleashed over a hundred moves, furious and breathing heavily, drenched with sweat. Yet Jiang Feng remained calm, unscathed.
"Is that all?"
Eventually, Jiang Feng impatiently swatted him aside, disdainfully saying, "Did you come all this way to entertain me? Are Japanese martial artists as inferior as you?"
Boom!!!
Jiang Feng’s disdainful comment stunned everyone present!
Aside from the deflated Moriyama Noren, even Quanyang Chun and Mashino Ikken behind him instantly furrowed their brows!
While Chen Longxiang in the car and the woman in the tree had even more exaggerated expressions, filled with disbelief!