With the sound of a long sword landing.
It is like a huge boulder sinking to the bottom of the sea suddenly, and like a volcano that has been silent for a long time erupting suddenly.
Everyone's hearts were tightly grasped at this moment.
A silver-white streamline crossed the air and landed on a concrete floor not far away.
Like a dazzling meteor, it finally fell into the dark horizon and disappeared.
Ito Takuma looked at his empty hand in disbelief--
Just now, between the electric light and flint, Chen Feng actually rushed into the Fallen Leaf Formation and flew the long sword in his hand in one fell swoop.
The speed is so fast that he has no time to react.
impossible.
This is absolutely impossible!
Looking at Ito Taku's stunned expression, Chen Feng smiled and walked a few steps, picking up the long sword with his toes and holding it in his hand.
He walked back to Ito Takuma, smiled and threw the sword back to him: "Your sword, return you."
Ito Takuma took it blankly.
He tightly held the sword in his hand, this sword that represented his lifetime glory, at this moment, it brought him endless humiliation and ridicule.
The white cold light from the blade of the sword, like a pair of sarcasm eyes, kept reminding him that just now, he actually lost to a sick man of East Asia.
Ito Takuma lowered his head, his body trembling constantly.
The blue veins on his forehead burst out, and the knuckles of the fingers holding the long sword were slightly white.
Tick, tick!
The wound he had bandaged with cloth at random was already cracked at this moment, drop by drop of blood burst out and fell silently to the ground.
Not long after, a small blood pit gathered at his feet.
Chen Feng wiped the fallen leaves that fell on his shoulders, and said with a smile, "You lost."
The voice just fell.
Boom!
In the end, Takuma Ito couldn't hold his body because of the humiliation. He knelt on one knee and fell in front of Chen Feng.
His right hand was still holding his long sword tightly, with the tip of the sword sticking to the ground, and the big cold sweat dripped with blood.
at the same time.
Everyone on the scene cheered excitedly when they saw Chen Feng's victory without any scars on his body.
"Awesome, it's so awesome!"
"I've said long ago that China has no weak people. A Japanese swordsman is nothing. Even if there are ten more, they will still be beaten!"
"At first I thought this kid was a pretending offender with an empty skin. It seems that I blamed him."
"It's no wonder that so many girls are willing to follow him, and I will be moved by me instead!"
"Why, isn't you a man? You disgust me by saying less!"
"What's wrong with Lao Tzu is a man? Don't get stuck on the gender side~"
The scene where Chen Feng defeated Ito Takuma was filmed by many people and posted on the Internet.
In just a few minutes, the number of likes and comments on various videos can easily exceed 10,000.
"Damn, this kid really gives us Chinese people a long face!"
"If it hadn't been for watching the live broadcast just now, I would have thought which crew was making the movie."
"I don't know what language to use to evaluate it anymore, I can only say that it is awesome!"
"Have you found that the quality of those four girls is very good?"
"Did you tell me where this is?"
"Japanese people look down on us and are arrogant and domineering in our Chinese land. You will suffer now, hahaha!"
"It makes me excited to see it, even more excited than taking the five kills!"
The four Qin Huai rushed up excitedly.
"Senior, you are amazing!" Qin Huai said, his eyes flushed again, "Fortunately, you are okay, just now you really worried us a few."
"Yes, yes, they all say that the sword has no eyes. You stabbed with the sword, and my heart has always been hanging." He Shishi nodded.
Guo Lu patted her "pounding" heart: "I still have lingering fears."
Chen Feng smiled and said, "I promised you won't get hurt, so naturally I do what I say."
Xu Xiaodie glanced at Ito Takuma who was kneeling on the ground, and asked curiously: "Chen Feng, what do you plan to do with this Japanese citizen?"
"What else can I do? If you are willing to bet and lose, then let him kill himself!" He Shishi snorted coldly.
"Yes, just now some people agreed personally. Those who lost will have to cut their stomachs on the spot!" Guo Luyi said loudly in Japanese on purpose.
This word clearly reached Ito Takuma's ears.
His kneeling body trembled visibly.
The muscles on his face trembled violently, and a palm-wide scar was shaking, making it even more hideous.
Chen Feng smiled and looked at Ito Takuma.
Ito Takuma also clearly felt Chen Feng's gaze looking at him.
He slowly raised his head and met Chen Feng's eyes.
The emotions revealed in the eyes are very complicated, with anger, unwillingness, difference, and fear.
Qin Huai's face paled with fright when he heard the words cutting his belly and committing suicide.
She gently grabbed the hem of Chen Feng's clothes with her hand, and asked in a low voice, "Senior, is it too cruel to have a belly cut?"
"Xiao Huai, don't you want to tell the senior, this matter is forgotten?" He Shishi asked in surprise.
"How can you do it!" Guo Lu expressed dissatisfaction one by one, "You forgot how the bastard bullied you just now. Although it is not him, they are obviously in the same group and cannot condone!"
"That's right, maybe they have been habitual offenders a long time ago. It was you who molested you today. You have molested others before. If you don't educate him severely, what if you bully other girls in the future?"
Qin Huai saw that He Shishi and Guo Lu made sense, and bit his lower lip lightly and stopped talking.
Everyone on the side joked in excitement.
"Abdomen cut, abdomen cut!"
"Hahaha, I have never watched an abdomen cut performance yet!"
"It's bloody and terrifying when I hear it, I don't know what you guys are doing!"
"I heard that Japanese people like to cut their belly and commit suicide. It seems to be true."
"This guy is too nasty, absolutely not to be condoned!"
"That is, I would like to bet and lose, hurry up and cut my belly!"
Although Ito Takuma couldn't understand the people around him, it was not difficult to tell from their joking eyes that they were all urging him to cut his stomach and kill himself.
Chen Feng walked up to him and looked at him condescendingly.
"Uh..." Ito Takuma raised his head, a bead of sweat rolled on his chin.
"Your sword has been returned to you. I would like to accept the bet. I shouldn't need to remind you of the consequences?"
When he said this, Chen Feng's tone was indifferent, but the light in his eyes had a sharp edge.
Ito Takuma found that this was the scariest look he had ever seen.
Looking at the sword in his hand, he swallowed his saliva and replied with a voice from the bottom of his throat: "I know, you don't need to rush me."