Chapter 1119: The graceful figure in the mist
"You don't even have 50 warships, and you dare to make a noise in front of me?"
Ye Yang sneered and shook his head, not wanting to pay attention to the arrogant Black Dragon Society.
"Get out of the way!"
"..."
Morita Tomoka was speechless. Mr. Ye was too fierce!
Even after hearing what he said, he was still not afraid of the Eight Snake Clan!
This is one of the three underworld societies in Japan!
And it's the most powerful one, and it's on their territory...
It's simply a peerless fierce man!
However, he still hasn't figured out why Ye Yang asked if the other party has 50 warships...
"Baka Yaro!!!"
The blindfolded warriors collectively stepped forward with amazing momentum.
"If you block my way, don't blame me for being rude."
Ye Yang said lightly.
"???"
Morita Tomoka and the guy next to him were stunned.
Hey, you are surrounded by a dozen black warriors now!
Why do you say that it seems that you and a dozen people have been surrounded by me alone?
The guy next to him patted his head, as if he remembered something: "Mr. Ye! Although you are a Chinese Kung Fu master, a good tiger cannot fight against a pack of wolves!"
Morita Tomofa suddenly realized.
Ye Yang is also a Kung Fu movie star!
He even seems to have defeated the world's strongest boxing champion Conte Nason.
But even so, he may not be able to beat a dozen people alone, right?
It is more reliable to say that a boxing champion can beat a dozen ordinary people who have never practiced. These dozen people are wearing the core warrior robes of the Snake Eight Clan, with the Yamata no Orochi embroidered on the collar. At first glance, they are the most elite of the Snake Eight Clan...
They are thinking.
These dozen warriors have already punched without hesitation...
"Bang!!!"
Ye Yang kicked one of them directly in the face, kicking him more than ten meters away, and bursting into the big hot spring pool, splashing countless water...
The slender figure in the distance was obviously frightened by the scene and swayed slightly.
"You dare to attack me with just a dozen people? I'll be interested when you gather a hundred or eighty warships."
Ye Yang only extended one hand, with the other hand behind his back. After kicking, his body did not move at all, just like the classic posture in "Ip Man".
Everyone was stunned.
"Is this the Chinese Kung Fu master!?"
"This... is too outrageous."
"Wing Chun, Ye Yang?"
"Good guy, I thought it was just fancy moves when I watched the movie, but I didn't expect that fighting in reality can be so beautiful and elegant..."
Morita Tomoka opened his mouth wide, not knowing what to say.
He has visited underground boxing matches and invited many masters of various boxing styles from all over the world to fight without rules.
These masters of various routines, when they really fight without rules, actually look like cuckold punches.
Of course, they must have their own routines, but laymen can't understand them.
They all wrestled together.
This is the first time I have seen such an artistic fight in real life...
Morita Tomokazu felt deeply shocked by Ye Yang, this is so handsome!
"What are you pretending to be cool! Fancy boxing! Don't force us! We have mastered the skills of killing! Now we are blindfolded, and we don't know who you are. If something really happens, we will not be responsible for it!"
The leading black warrior threatened.
"You said it!"
Ye Yang originally just wanted to shock the other party, but the other party actually threatened him with the word "killing", so he simply...
didn't save his face.
He took a step forward and slapped the head of the person in front of him. The man's whole body softened, and the whole person seemed to be slapped three inches, and fell to the ground.
Ye Yang stepped over him and strolled leisurely, like hitting a fly, and every time he made a move, he would kill one person.
Clean and sharp, but not fatal.
Anyone who got hit by one blow never got up again...
"Oh my god, they were all killed instantly!"
"One strike directly eliminated their resistance... This is still avoiding the vital points, if they hit the vital points..."
Morita Tomoka remembered an ancient Chinese poem.
Kill one person every ten steps...
If Ye Yang hadn't restrained himself, he would have killed one person every step today...
Of course, if he knew that in the battle in the Pacific, Ye Yang killed a whole ship of people with just one move without blinking, he would have been paralyzed by fear.
Not everyone can overcome the negative impact of killing.
Killing is easy to say and only two words to write.
But if you really face it in reality, it is extremely heavy...
Some people are stimulated by killing and become murderers.
Some people are scared by killing and suffer from psychological trauma from then on.
These are all manifestations of being overwhelmed by the negative emotions of killing. People who can truly face it rationally and are completely unaffected by the negative impact of killing have a strong mentality that is unimaginable to ordinary people.
"..."
Before Ye Yang could move, the dozen elite warriors were either lying in the hot springs, or lying under the rockery, spitting blood all over the floor.
"Come on, let's soak together."
The hot spring pool was originally wine red, and there was no change at all at this moment. Ye Yang invited with a faint smile.
"Ah, this!? No, no, no, forget it. I suddenly remembered that I still have three sows at home that have not been milked. I will leave first..."
Morita Youfa was so scared that he ran away with his friends...
Ye Yang is a strong warrior and a true god of China.
The Eight Snakes are the emperors of the Japanese underground forces. He can't afford to offend any of them. He'd better run away quickly. If there's a fight, his little arms and legs won't be broken.
Ye Yang shook his head in boredom.
He took a glance at his bathrobe and went directly into the water.
He kicked the guys he kicked into the water and sent them to the shore. Then he raised a smile at the corner of his mouth and walked towards the deepest part of the mist.
"You, who are you? How dare you do this to the Eight Snakes!"
In the mist, Ye Yang couldn't see the slim figure, and the other party naturally couldn't see him clearly.
"My name is Ye Yang."
Ye Yang said lightly.
"Ye Yang... Are you the Ye Yang from China?"
The slim figure gritted her teeth, watching Ye Yang slowly approaching, her figure becoming clearer and clearer, her face flushed: "Don't come over!!!"
(Second update)
