Kitashima Daikawa is worthy of being a Japanese ninja. Facing Jin Jingcheng, who was fierce and agile, when facing the sword that Jin Jingcheng cleverly stabbed his lower abdomen as soon as he came up, Kitashima Daikawa also showed his agile skills in time, and suddenly made a backflip in his body to avoid Jin Jingcheng's folding knife.』』

When Kitajima fell to the ground and looked at Jin Jingcheng again, his eyes were filled with anger and cursed directly in Japanese: "I cursed back, because he has always regarded himself as a Chinese in his bones. I believe that any Chinese with a bit of national heart will be familiar with the Japanese swear words "Baga".

While cursing back, Jin Jingcheng tightly held the folding knife. He glanced at the folding knife. To him, this folding knife was no longer an ordinary knife or weapon, but as if it had become his friend. To put it more deeply, he even regarded it as a part of his body, but it was different from other parts of his body. He often used other parts in his life, but this part was not easy to use except when practicing on weekdays.

Jin Jingcheng took a few steps back and took the opportunity to take off the white shirt on his upper body, revealing the white tight vest inside. Jin Jingcheng threw the white shirt at Sun Danfei who was standing nearby. Sun Danfei, who had been deeply surprised by Jin Jingcheng's skills, walked forward with a dazed expression, picked up the white shirt, and kept it carefully.

Jin Jingcheng, wearing a white tight vest, had a scary change in his whole state. His body, which was not too strong, suddenly seemed very tough. The effect of long-term martial arts practice turned from invisible at this moment. His upper body was highlighted with strong muscles, and the pants he wore seemed to automatically tighten, tightly pressing against his legs like two hard iron pillars.

On his right arm, blue veins suddenly appeared with his muscles, and his right hand held the folding knife tightly, making people suspect that the folding knife seemed to grow from his palm.

His expression suddenly became angry and fierce. Not only did his eyebrows have the calm temperament that is rare in ordinary young people that they seep out of ordinary days, but he also suddenly had a kingly domineering and hostility.

The previous round, Jin Jingcheng felt the power of Kitajima Dakawa, so he would not be negligent in this battle tonight, but would devote himself to it, otherwise he might be very hurt.

He's going to play really!

Kitajima Dakong stared at Jin Jingcheng's transformation, his eyes became particularly sharp. This time he took the initiative to rush towards Jin Jingcheng.

"When I draw my sword, I will be domineering. Those who block my way, get out of here!" Jin Jingcheng shouted out his bold statement in his heart. At the same time, he held the folding knife tightly and met the strange ninja sword in his hand.

The folding knife flashed a fierce sword light, which struck Kitajima Dakong's eyes. The sword light flashed. In an instant, in the blink of an eye, the folding knife quickly pierced into Kitajima Dakong's chest. Kitajima Dakong dodged quickly while stabbing the ninja knife in his hand, and was dodged by Jin Jingcheng sideways.

Jin Jingcheng grabbed Kitajima Dakong's right arm holding the ninja knife with his left hand, and the folding knife in his right hand pierced towards Kitajima Dakong's shoulder. Kitajima Dakong suddenly rolled to the right, not only avoiding Jin Jingcheng's folding knife, but also getting rid of Jin Jingcheng's constraints.

Jin Jingcheng's folding knife has been practicing for more than three years, and Chinese Kung Fu has been practicing for more than four years. However, I still can't calmly take down a Japanese ninja like Kitajima Dakong tonight. This is no wonder. Compared to Jin Jingcheng's time of practicing, Kitajima Dakong's practice time in the ninja area is many times more than Jin Jingcheng. It is already amazing that Jin Jingcheng can be close to the other party. Jin Jingcheng is also glad that he has been practicing martial arts for the past two years, even if he is busy, otherwise, Jin Jingcheng would not be able to fight against an opponent like Kitajima Dakong tonight.

A cunning light flashed in his eyes. Jin Jingcheng was ready to use a cunning plan. He glanced at Chengmin, who was standing nearby. Chengmin immediately understood his meaning, and kept quietly behind his right hand, tightly holding three silver darts.
Chapter completed!