Lin Xiao shook his head and said with some disappointment: "Aren't you very arrogant? Why do you want to beg me for mercy?"
"I have heard about your Bushido spirit. Generally, those who lose will commit suicide to preserve their own glory. Why do you have to admit defeat when you come here?"
Lin Xiao said it lightly, and the expression on Miyamoto Ichiro's face suddenly became colorful and very beautiful.
Well, how insulting.
Yuan Tian and Sheng Bailian couldn't help laughing and shaking their heads. They didn't expect Lin Xiao to be so narrow-minded.
Before Miyamoto Ichiro said anything, the warrior on the side couldn't stand it anymore and pointed his knife at Lin Xiao.
"That's enough! Stop talking. To tell you the truth, Master Ichiro is the direct heir of our third-ranked martial arts family in Japan. If you dare to really destroy him, Japan will fight you until death!"
"Shut up!"
Lin Xiao's expression was calm, but Miyamoto Ichiro's eyes were full of anger.
This piece of trash, at this time, still dares to threaten Lin Xiao!
How many lives did he have to live without realizing that Lin Xiao was strong enough to crush all of them?!
Lin Xiao squinted his eyes and raised a faint smile at the corner of his mouth.
"Satisfy you!"
The warrior responded with a slap in the face.
A loud slap in the face!
Amidst the sound of the slap, the Japanese warrior's body, which was not tall at all, was like a kite picked up by a hurricane, and flew out with a swish against the ground.
The warriors present could even clearly see the deformation of his cheeks, and the yellow teeth came out like bullets.
Two seconds later, the warrior's body was like a ball that was hit hard and hit the ground heavily.
The sound of bones breaking all over his body was like a beautiful symphony, which made everyone present feel happy.
It's like drinking a bowl of hot soup in winter and walking into an air-conditioned room in summer.
In one word, cool!
"Kennel Master!"
The other warriors screamed in agony, and one warrior jumped down quickly, stretched out his hand tremblingly to explore the little kennel man's breath.
Then, he trembled: "Dead, dead!"
The expressions of all the Japanese warriors changed, and they looked at Lin Xiao with fear.
With an understatement, he actually killed a warrior who was at the peak of the late stage of Grand Master and was about to enter the stage of Grand Grandmaster!
Lin Xiao's strength is so terrifying!
The bloody lesson made these Japanese warriors immediately recognize Lin Xiao's strength, and they immediately did not dare to say a word.
Ichiro Miyamoto looked at them as quiet as chickens and felt so angry that he vomited blood and his face was burning.
Taking these losers out was the worst thing he did, they are a bunch of cowards!
Damn Lin Xiao for forcing these Japanese warriors to this point!
A strong murderous aura flashed in Miyamoto Ichiro's eyes. Suddenly, his eyes lit up and he remembered something.
"Crack!"
Lin Xiao lowered his head when he heard the sound, and saw that Miyamoto Ichiro ignored the pain and used Qi to restore the joints to their original positions.
It even burst out like a toad and ran off the ring.
Inadvertently, Lin Xiao saw him take out something and stuff it into his mouth.
"Oh my god, everyone, let this bastard fake his corpse!"