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You think I really can't see that you're a martial artist?" he said with a sneer. Although China is not as strong as our Great Japan Empire in terms of martial arts practice, it has a long history and it is hard to guarantee that there will be some profound martial arts. I don't know about your martial arts, but I have always been cautious. After working in China for more than a decade, I have learned a saying from you all: 'Be careful of ships that sail for ten thousand years'. So, young people, if you don't want to die too miserably, obediently surrender! ' "It would be more comfortable dying like that." As he spoke, he waved his hand, allowing the Ninjas to approach.

Ling Yan nodded his head, indicating that he was satisfied with his explanation. However, he was puzzled. With his current cultivation level, there shouldn't be any traces of martial arts on the surface of his body. Now that he thought about it, he really hadn't cultivated martial arts either.

Just as he was about to ask further, a saber light flashed, and a long katana came slashing towards his head with a cold gleam. Ling Yan's feet moved, and he dodged to the side. With regards to these ninjas, Ling Yan didn't even have the interest to make a move. He would leave it to Hu Rose to play with!

With a gentle shout, Hu Qiang struck the ninja's wrist with her palm, snatched the katana away from the ninja, and then with another kick, kicked him three meters away from where he was lying on the ground, unable to get up. Then, with the katana in hand, she stood right in front of Ling Yan.

Kawada Yu's ninja soldiers spoke in Japanese, and the ninja soldiers immediately became restless. Even though six ninja warriors were charging towards Hu Qiang and Ling Yan with their katana, Hu Qiang let out a cold snort, and the katana in his hand drew a curtain of blades as it collided with the three opponents — "Ding" — which produced a crisp sound, like three clangs. Following the clanging of metals, the three ninjas simultaneously retreated. Hu Qiang forced back her three opponents, the katana in her hand did not stop. Her delicate body twisted, and a powerful force shot out towards the three ninjas that were attacking Ling Yan.

He didn't understand what Hu Qiang was up to. With her cultivation level, she could beat up those ninjas with just two slaps, but now, she was yelling and shouting, full of energy as she continued to fight with the six ninjas.

Ling Yan shouted to Kawada, who was frowning, "Mr. Kawada, my brother and sister didn't fight with anyone in Japan, nor did they carry any weapons with them. How do you know that we learned kung fu?" Regarding this, Ling Yan still couldn't understand how a mere mortal like Chuetian Yu could have such keen eyes.

Kawada Yu said to the ninja beside him. Then, he raised his head and said to Ling Yan, "With your bearing and calmness! Mister Ling, your sister's kung fu is very high, I assume your kung fu is even higher than your sister's, right? And only you hot-blooded youths who know martial arts will bear grudges against the past and always think of revenge! "

Ling Yan's face revealed a mocking smile, but then his face turned cold, and he "humphed" as he said, "The reason why you can't let go of the past is because you have a grievance in your heart! Mr. Kawada, during the late Qing Dynasty, the eight countries invaded our gate, burned and plundered everything. The Yuan Ming Garden was robbed, and our China was robbed of countless treasures and antiques? But our people could only remain silent with hatred, because it was war, the Qing court was corrupt, and we were in a vulnerable position. "

"War has always been full of aggression and possession, and it does not matter if you hold a grudge or take revenge. Now that you have moved on, you should let go of the persistence and resentment in your heart. "And what did your Japanese army do to Nanjing during the Second World War under the command of the so-called commander of the Central Chinese Army, Matsumoto, and your 6th Division, Gu Shoufu?"

Burning a third of Nanjing city, abducting your Japanese army, committing all sorts of crimes, slaughtering four hundred thousand people in China, and Kawada, all of these have far exceeded the scope of war, not to mention that in the past few decades, your greedy and shameless nation, in order to prevent the world from condemning the crimes committed in the past, has modified its textbooks and is even trying to hide the truth of its history from the next generation. Kawada, is it worth it for people to let go of their hatred and face it?

The more Ling Yan spoke, the angrier he became. He wanted nothing more than to wipe out the 11 Japanese people here. However, after considering Hu Qiang's plan, Ling Yan decided to put up with it.

"Eight!" Kawada Yu didn't say anything yet. With two loud yells, two ninjas standing beside him raised their katana and charged forward. From the looks of it, these two ninjas understood Chinese.

"Brother, be careful!" One of the six ninjas fighting Hu Qiang was already lying on the ground moaning, the remaining five, seeing their companions injured, seemed to have become more ruthless, they all went all out to kill Hu Rose, but Hu Qiang could not help Ling Yan, and could only cry out anxiously.

So this young man was even worse than his sister. His heart relaxed as he leaned against the tree, leisurely watching the show, Chinese martial arts were indeed very mysterious, this girl was only 17 or 18 years old, her martial arts were so powerful, she actually beat up one of the six ninjas. But no matter what, a girl's physical strength was limited, she would be done for very soon.

When Ling Yan saw the two ninjas charging towards him, he hurriedly took a horse stance to welcome them.

With a loud shout, Ling Yan dodged to the side and punched another ninja wielding a saber. The ninja slashed his wrist with his sword at an incomparable speed. With a flash of cold light, the blade was already close to the skin of Ling Yan's wrist.

It was too late for Ling Yan to stop, he could only follow the trajectory of the saber to evade the fate of the wrist being cut off. At the same time, he used the direction of his body to twist his left knee and viciously thrust at the ninja's lower abdomen. If this knee was solid, even if the ninja did not die, he would at least shed a layer of skin.

Helpless, Ling Yan could only move to the side and dodge. The saber light did not stop at all, drawing a semicircle before taking the opportunity to cut towards Ling Yan's chest. Ling Yan's foot halted, landing on his left foot.

Upon seeing Ling Yan's audacity, the ninja wanted to rush up close and fight back with his blade, so he retracted the katana and used the direction and speed to cut towards Ling Yan's ribs. Ling Yan smirked as his right arm was lowered to the hilt of the knife in the ninja's hand. With this block, the katana lost its momentum and with an undetectable pause, the ninja's miserable fate was sealed.

Ling Yan raised his left arm, and his elbow was bent over the Ninja's chest and abdomen as he ruthlessly struck the Ninja on the chin with a "pa" sound. The Ninja let out a miserable groan as he was carried by a tyrannical force, landing motionlessly two meters above the ground in a parabola.

The moment Ling Yan hit the ninja, he had already dodged two meters, dodging the knife aimed at its abdomen. His figure was not yet stable as he kicked the tip of his foot, and a small stone flew towards the ninja who was chasing after him. The ninja martial arts blade shifted slightly, and with a "Zheng" sound, the small stone broke into pieces.

Ling Yan might be empty-handed, but that strange movement skill of his made the Ninja feel pressured. The death of his comrade did not give the Ninja any kind of emotional fluctuations, and the hell-like training had long numbed the Ninja's emotions, ignoring death. Once they were on a mission, their only goal was either to die as their opponent, to die as they pleased, to die as a result of being loyal to the Emperor, and to suffer even more.

It would be the greatest insult to the ninja if he didn't use his full strength and get killed by his opponent, because that would be the ultimate glory to the ninja, so ninjas in Japan were always synonymous with killing.

The Ninja didn't even have a chance to make a sound before he was sent flying five or six meters away. He landed on the ground and slid a few meters back as blood spurted from his mouth before he could stop his momentum. The strength behind this punch was most likely sufficient to shatter the Ninja's internal organs.

Ling Yan shook his head. These ninjas were as weak as children in front of him, unable to even stop themselves from playing around. Ling Yan shook his head, these ninjas were children in front of him, unable to stop himself from playing around.

Seeing that Ling Yan had ended the fight so quickly, Hu Rose called out, "Wow, brother, your cultivation has improved a lot recently, come over and help me!"

Ling Yan rolled his eyes and walked over slowly, feeling out his movements. Sure enough, Kawada Yu was unable to keep his calm; in fact, when Ling Yan had just finished his battle, Kawada Yu had already made his move. He put his hand in his pocket and fiddled with it, "Di!" Hearing a slight electronic sound, Ling Yan knew that Chuetian Yu had sent a message for help. Smiling faintly, he stopped seven or eight meters away from Hu Qiang's fight, concentrating on watching his brilliant performance.

Seeing Ling Yan standing to the side with his hands behind his back, the five Ninjas suddenly changed their original attacking and defending tactics. Each of their moves was vigorous, and they were all ready to die together.

With a slight shake of the katana in her hand, a "ding" sound rang out, and the katana broke into three pieces. With two "ding" sounds, the katana in Hu Rose's hand, which only had a few inches of blade left, smashed onto the two pieces of blade that were still in midair, and two of the ninjas, who were at the front, took advantage of the force of the rebound to retreat a few meters away, falling down on the ground. The remaining three ninjas shouted loudly, raising their katars as they rushed forward.