Chen Chen glanced cautiously at the Japanese warrior opposite him.
The opponent was clad in samurai armor, its ropes and lacquer applied in the traditional style.
The overall visual impression was distinctly Japanese.
Especially the incredibly sharp katana.
Just looking at it was enough to feel the fierce aura radiating from the blade!
A cold glint flashed, shimmering in the dim forest!
Although the opponent was clearly formidable, Chen Chen still had immense faith in Song Qiao's strength.
Furthermore, Wei Feng was already severely injured and unable to fight, and the remaining dozen or so members of the Shan Shui team were currently surrounding Lu Wei.
He had to get over there to help as quickly as possible!
"Boss, be careful! We'll finish our fight and come to support you right away!"
With that, Chen Chen gritted his teeth and hurried towards the encircling members of the Shan Shui team!
Fighting shoulder to shoulder with Lu Wei, the two began to fiercely engage.
Song Qiao, his gaze fixed on the armored samurai, couldn't help but chuckle.
"Let me finish my fight first, then I'll come support you!"
The samurai gripped his sword with both hands, his own wary gaze fixed on Song Qiao.
His eyes, visible through the helmet, were sharp and piercing; he showed no reaction to Song Qiao's dismissive words.
He couldn't understand them!
Song Qiao quickly realized the man was Japanese.
He let out a cold laugh, beckoned to the samurai, and made a provocative gesture.
Hmph!
The samurai snorted, clearly angered.
His geta clacked on the ground as he switched to holding his sword in one hand and charged at Song Qiao!
Song Qiao, undeterred, exerted a slight force with his toes and flicked a pebble directly at the samurai to intercept him!
Clang!
The blade vibrated rapidly, but its momentum did not diminish in the slightest!
The samurai's palm tightened around the hilt.
Internal energy surged forth, instantly enveloping the entire blade!
The samurai sword flashed with unparalleled sharpness, cleaving the pebble with an unstoppable momentum!
Swish!
The pebble split into two, bisected at the waist!
The cut was incredibly smooth, not a single speck of dust falling.
The two halves of the pebble grazed past the samurai's sides.
Although he hadn't been hit, he was inwardly shocked!
Bad!
Before he could look back, two muffled groans sounded from behind him.
Immediately, two members of the Shan Shui team, who had been locked in combat with Lu Wei and Chen Chen, fell to the ground simultaneously!
Song Qiao grinned at the samurai and gave him a thumbs-up, exclaiming.
"Your, good!"
"Baka!" The samurai roared in anger.
He flicked out two throwing needles, again channeling energy into his palm.
His fingers twisted in front of him, and with a whiz, he flung them out!
Swish!
A faint whistling sound echoed through the air.
The two needles, one above and one below, appeared particularly sinister in the dim light!
Yet Song Qiao remained unfazed. As he dashed forward, he subtly shifted his body.
Crack!
A dry twig on the ground quietly exploded, crushed into powder underfoot!
Song Qiao's feet seemed to slip, dodging the two needles while rapidly closing the distance to the samurai!
Ding ding!
The two throwing needles instantly embedded themselves in a large tree behind him, only their tips still visible.
Meanwhile, Song Qiao had already reached the samurai, skillfully evading the sword strike aimed at his face!
Then, with a burst of power from his toes, he kicked towards the samurai's waist in a posture that defied the human body's structure!
Cold sweat beaded on the samurai's forehead. In his panic, he hastily withdrew his sword.
Tap tap tap.
His footwork became somewhat disorganized at this point, the sound of his geta on the ground utterly chaotic!
Fortunately, the tip of the kick just grazed his side, and he narrowly avoided the attack.
After dodging, he glanced down at his waist.
Though protected by heavy armor, the metal surface bore a distinct indentation!
Just the graze from that kick possessed such terrifying power.
He dared not imagine the dreadful consequences if that strike had landed directly on him!
Gulp!
The samurai's throat convulsed violently as he swallowed hard.
Song Qiao let out a cold snort and fixed his gaze on his opponent.
"Your reaction is quite agile, but you're going to die today!"
As his words fell, Song Qiao's internal energy surged forth!
Even the surrounding trees rustled and groaned.
Countless dead leaves and withered branches rained down from the treetops, a spectacle as grand as autumn wind sweeping through fallen leaves!
Amidst this spectacle, Song Qiao's legs instantly exerted force.
With a leaping charge, he brought down a palm strike, vast and all-encompassing, towards the samurai's face!
The samurai had just regained his footing. As he lifted his lowered head, he saw this terrifying scene.
Faced with a palm strike that could undoubtedly end his life.
Without a moment's thought, he violently raised his long sword to meet it!
However, a peculiar smile suddenly flickered across Song Qiao's lips.
His palm did not strike the sharp blade. For at the very instant the samurai raised his sword, Song Qiao leaped.
He easily vaulted over the samurai's head, landing suddenly behind his opponent!
That seemingly omnipotent palm strike had been a feint!
Whizzz!
The sword began to emit a rapid humming sound, clearly uneasy.
The samurai felt his heart skip a beat, cold sweat breaking out all over his body.
A chilling aura seeped through his heavy armor from behind him.
It permeated every corner of his being!
The samurai's eyes widened in stunned disbelief. He wanted to quickly turn to defend himself.
But with a soft 'snap,' he was plunged into utter despair!
Song Qiao slowly pushed his palm forward, settling it with a gentle touch on the samurai's back.
Although it appeared to carry no significant force, and the opponent was clad in thick armor, offering absolute defense!
Yet, the moment his palm made contact with the armor's surface, his internal energy surged forth!
Accompanied by an unyielding killing intent, it instantly pierced through the heavy armor and directly struck the samurai's heart!
"Pfft!"
The samurai let out a muffled groan, blood splattering his entire face mask.
Simultaneously, propelled by the force, he was sent flying backward like a cannonball!
With a bang!
His tall body flew several yards before crashing heavily to the ground.
He lay still, showing no signs of life!