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Chapter 371 Anti-encirclement and suppression war

Ye Fan frowned and turned around, only to see a middle-aged man dressed as an instructor holding a samurai sword and slashing at him.

Behind him, there were five more people following him, and they followed him step by step, surrounding him.

"Instructor Akasaka, give him some color and see!"

"Damn China pig, chop him to death!"

"Huh, Instructor Akasaka is a master of swordsmanship..."

Ye Fan opened his mouth and looked at Akasaka, "Hey, isn't this karate here? What's the matter with you holding a katana?"

"Our karate is all-encompassing, and you Chinese pigs don't understand the essence of it at all!" Akasaka waved his katana and threw out several karate flowers.

"I have to say, your sword skills are much worse than those of the island ninjas I've seen!"

Ye Fan didn't bother to test the strength of this island country dog, he was beyond the limit even if he could hold himself to death.

With Ye Fan's strength, let alone this one who is playing tricks, even if there are ten more, they will not be his opponent at all!

"Although I think my weapons are quite low, they have a special meaning for you island dogs!" Ye Fan smiled faintly and pulled out a nunchaku from his back.

He swung his nunchucks and said solemnly.

"Eighty years ago, Chen Zhen, the hero of Jingwu Sect, defeated the entire Hongkou Dojo in Binhai with a nunchuck.

Today, I am not very talented, so I will use this nunchuck to destroy your honorary karate gym!"

"What a shame!" Akasaka tilted his head and shook his fingers disdainfully.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he finished speaking, his eyes flashed, and Mark seemed to disappear from where he was.

"How...how is it possible!"

When Akasaka woke up, Ye Fan was already close.

He grabbed the island dog by the neck, held up one end of the nunchaku and thrust it directly into his mouth.

This nunchuck is made of solid wood inlaid with metal. It is of good quality and heavy. The metal head is extremely strong.

Ye Fan's momentum was so fierce that Akasaka was caught off guard, and two of his front teeth were knocked off.

"Um...you!! Ahem...nunchucks...that's not how they are used!"

Ye Fan laughed, and before the other party had time to react, he followed the momentum and grabbed the nunchaku and threw it towards the ground.

Akasaka fell to the sky, his head hit the hard bluestone, and blood flowed out for a while.

Ye Fan didn't care at all when facing these island dogs. He pounced directly, took out his nunchaku and inserted it into Akasaka's mouth again.

With this violent movement in and out, Akasaka's throat was almost severed and his mouth was full of broken teeth.

Every time the nunchaku is drawn repeatedly, a large amount of blood can be drawn out of Akasaka's mouth.

In just a flash of lightning, Ye Fan dropped the unconscious Akasaka, took out the nunchucks with his left hand, and threw them up like crazy.

Both the club members and the instructors around him had expressions of astonishment on their faces.

"Nima, is there still such a way to use nunchucks?"

"He doesn't know how to play nunchucks at all!"

"He...he is crazy!"

Everyone's brain nerves were directly short-circuited by Ye Fan's brutal attack.

Ye Fan moved again, twirling the nunchaku in his hand and swung it hard, hitting another knife-wielding instructor in the face.

The scene here was extremely chaotic. Ye Fan was right next to the instructor when he attacked Akasaka. He was still hesitant to take action, but he was stunned for three seconds before the terrifying nunchucks swung towards him.

The force was like a powerful pile driver, sending him flying away from the place and falling heavily into the crowd.

The remaining four instructors were furious and slashed at Ye Fan with sharp samurai swords.

Ye Fan's speed was so fast that he turned around and came behind these four people with light and elegant steps.

He grabbed the two of them by their necks, lifted them up, and then, with lightning speed, they collided with each other like they were applauding.

There was a heart-stopping muffled "bang" sound, and the two instructors fell to the ground twitching as if they were hemiplegic, with saliva flowing from the corners of their mouths. They looked like patients suffering from epilepsy.

The remaining two instructors turned their heads and saw Ye Fan's evil smile.

Their scalps were numb, and just when they were about to retreat, the nunchucks were already smashed down on their heads and faces.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

The necks of the two instructors immediately shrunk by half an inch, as if their heads had been driven into their chests.

Blood gushed out crazily in the next second, and a column of blood shot out on his head.

"It's your turn."

Ye Fan picked up his nunchucks and turned around to see that the members were running away as if they had seen a ghost.

"Pay your debts, you island fools!"

When Ye Fan caught up with someone, he swung his nunchucks and hit his joints. The damage was comparable to that of a solid steel bar, and his bones were broken. From then on, he couldn't take care of himself.

"Damn it, damn it, stop it!" Matsuda and others were furious, but deep fear grew in their hearts.

They carried warrior swords and chased Ye Fan bravely.

But it's like he's playing a cat-and-mouse game, only targeting ordinary academies.

"You brat, where do you come from? Our Honor Karate Gym is incompatible with you!" Matsuda and others gritted their teeth, unable to get close to Ye Fan.

"Haha, let's talk about it after you catch me!"

Ye Fan's speed was too fast, and one person would be crippled with every blow.

In the huge central courtyard, everyone was crowded together, almost sitting and waiting to die.

"ah……"

"ah!!!"

"My legs, ah..."

The wails came one after another, like endless rock music, impacting everyone's eardrums.

In just ten minutes, more than sixty karate gymnasts had their hands and feet broken by Ye Fan.

With his current strength, the damage caused by a full blow cannot be recovered in a year or two.

Before we knew it, there were only eight instructors left in the karate gym.

Ye Fan turned around, shrugged his shoulders and let out an evil sneer: "Guys, aren't they wonderful?"

"You...you devil!"

Matsuda already knows that Ye Fan is inhumanly powerful. With his strength, he can definitely sweep the entire Honor Karate Gym!

"Am I a devil?"

Although Ye Fan was angry, he still held his belly and laughed: "I can accept this word from any ethnic group in the world. But it doesn't include you!"

"Damn China Pig!" Matsuda spat, "No matter how strong you are, what can you do? Let me tell you, from the moment you entered our karate gym today, you are destined to be targeted by the God of Death, and we will not let you go.

Get out alive!"

"What else can you do?" Ye Fan pretended to be surprised, "Shouting? Haha, you should shout!"

Matsuda gritted his teeth and shouted to the sky: "Brother, if you don't come out, I will die in front of you!"

Ye Fan was slightly startled, "Matsutian actually has a big brother here. Is it possible that his big brother is a master?"

Before Ye Fan could react, more than twenty figures suddenly appeared around the yard.

These people wore Japanese ninja uniforms of different colors, turbans, and masks covering their entire bodies.

These ninjas wear various weapons on their backs, including machetes more than two meters long, ninja darts with four corners as big as tires, and hook-shaped serrated long blades, which are overwhelming.

Ye Fan was dumbfounded. At first he thought he had traveled to the world of "Naruto".

"Oh, two, twenty-nine! Why, how...there are so many people!"

After calculating the number of people on the other side, Ye Fan's heart trembled involuntarily.

"Your mother is next door, and there are too many people in the Sanye Ninja Group... Please report that there are only a few people? Damn it, did I catch up with the Sanye Ninja Group's party?"

Ye Fan's expression suddenly changed, and he was no longer as calm as before.

At this moment, Matsuda burst into laughter, and then angrily raised his hand to the red ninja next to him: "Brother, I leave this place to you."

"Go down." The red-clothed ninja waved his hand calmly.

"Yes!" Matsuda glanced at Ye Fan resentfully and left quickly with the other seven instructors.

Ye Fan secretly thought that it was not good, he did not expect that there were so many members of the Sanye Ninja Group!

"Fan You, Nan Ye, you lead a small team to deal with him. This young man is at least a three-time ultimate master, so you can't be careless." The red-clothed ninja said calmly.

Suddenly, seven people disappeared from the surrounding area.

Ye Fan was stunned for a moment, feeling the cold wind and his heart suddenly started to tremble.

Without saying anything, he immediately took out an electronic button from his pocket and pinched it hard.

In an alley a few hundred meters away, four black figures were hidden in the corner.

One of them's watch suddenly beeped sharply, "It's Ye Fan's distress signal! He pressed it so urgently, he must be in trouble. Brother Hu, let's go there!"

As he said that, the three black figures stood up.

"Don't worry." The man in black squatting in the corner grinned, "Let Ye Fan lead people away first so that we can set fire to the karate gym!"

"But, Mr. Luo said that our main task is to cooperate with Ye Fan's actions." The tallest man said angrily.

The man in black still shook his head, "Ye Fan is very strong, even Team Leader Pang is very optimistic about it, so he must be able to hold on.

Let’s observe for a while, and when we go up at the critical moment, we will definitely have unexpected effects!”

The other three were in a bit of a dilemma, but under Brother Hu's sharp eyes, they did not dare to rescue them, so they had no choice but to stand still.

Ye Fan was in the inner courtyard of the karate gym, carefully observing the changes in the atmosphere around him.

Those ninjas seemed to be very afraid of him and did not attack immediately.

Ye Fan spent more than a minute with them, but still didn't wait for Luo Yihu's response, and his heart suddenly sank.

"Your mother said... Luo Yihu, this bastard, wants me to die!" Ye Fan was furious, shouted loudly, and ran towards the west.

The red-clothed ninja and others had moved to the roof of the central hall, looking proudly at the battle in the large courtyard.

More than twenty ninjas lined up together, and the formation was quite spectacular.

"He's trying to escape, Nanye, stop him!" the red-clothed ninja commanded loudly.

The ninja in the yard immediately understood.

An instrument the size of a mouse appeared in the palm of Ye Fan's hand, and the flashing light on the side lit up slightly. He immediately stopped walking, turned around and raised his fist to attack in the direction of the indicator light.

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