(The update is late. I will try to update it as soon as possible after the second fight. There are still two more updates.)
"No, this is impossible!"
Looking at the flying half of the blade, Wang Qinbao's eyes widened with disbelief on his face.
"What's impossible?" Lin Kun smiled faintly and said, "That knife of yours is a powerful weapon. It has been stained with the blood of countless compatriots in China. It should have been scrapped long ago."
Wang Qinbao lowered his head, only half of his beloved knife was left in his hand. For this knife, he did not hesitate to kill his seriously ill master and snatched the knife away from him.
He has been a knife fan since he was a child, and this Onizuka, which is known as one of the ten most ferocious swords in the island country, has been deeply fascinated by him since the first time he saw it. This is indeed a precious sword, cutting iron like clay.
It blew my hair and cut off my hair. I don’t know how many famous soldiers and sharp weapons were hacked by it, and I don’t know how many innocent souls died under this knife.
At this time, the famous sword that he regarded as his lifelong confidant was actually cut off.
Heartache...
It’s hard to accept this reality!
"ah!"
Wang Qinbao roared angrily, and his whole body became violent. His whole body was surrounded by a powerful murderous aura. Blue veins popped out on his face. His eyes glared fiercely at Lin Kun. The burning flames in his pupils seemed to destroy Lin Kun.
Kun is burned to death.
"I'm going to kill you!"
He waved the remaining half of the dagger in his hand, took a step forward, and rushed towards Lin Kun.
This time, Wang Qinbao used 100% of his fighting power, and slashed the half-dagger in his hand towards Lin Kun's chest.
Lin Kun looked calm, and the three-sided military thorn in his hand came forward, with a lot of power injected into it. There was no fancy movement in his hand, and he immediately heard a clanging sound!
Keng...
The angry yet crisp sound was once again accompanied by the clicking sound of the blade breaking.
Whoosh!
The half of the dagger in Wang Qinbao's hand was cut off again, and half of the blade flew out.
Wang Qinbao backed away with a look of horror on his face, and lost his voice: "Impossible, this is impossible!"
Lin Kun put away the three-sided military thorn in his hand, smiled evilly, and said: "Come on, don't you always boast of your extraordinary skills? I heard that you can knock down a cow with one punch. Let me see it today. I
I also want to let you see my power."
"Hmph! Even if I don't have a knife in my hand, I will still kill you when it's time to kill you!"
Wang Qinbao endured the heartache, threw the handle of the knife aside, and said slyly: "If I kill you, I will also destroy your damn military thorn!"
"Hey, are you trying to avenge your sword?" Lin Kun smiled jokingly, "I've heard that you, Wang Qinbao, love swords more than women, and you've seen it today."
"Go to hell!"
Wang Qinbao roared angrily, waved his fist and hit Lin Kun.
Lin Kun narrowed his eyes slightly, tensed his nerves, and faced him with fists raised.
Bang, bang, bang!
There were three muffled sounds in a row, the sound was as low as two leather hammers hitting each other hard. Lin Kun's face showed a trace of solemnity, and Wang Qinbao's face across from him also turned green and white. The two of them stepped back at the same time and took a deep breath.
With a tone of voice, he rushed towards me again.
Keng, Keng, Keng!
There were three muffled sounds again, this time the sound was more powerful than the previous ones. The two men were completely incomparable with their strength, without any fancy movements or tricks at all.
"I haven't seen you in a few years, you've really learned a lot!" Wang Qinbao said with a gloomy face.
"I haven't seen you for a few years. You really don't have much energy. You have done so many bad things. It's time for you to save your life today." Lin Kun smiled lightly and disdainfully.
"It's just you!?" Wang Qinbao sneered, and until now he didn't take Lin Kun seriously.
"Arrogant people always have to pay the price. You will die miserably." After saying that, the expression on Lin Kun's face turned cold. There was a secret Qi in the Qihai point under his lower abdomen, and he made a pair of huge fists.
He swung it and blasted towards Wang Qinbao.
"ah!"
Wang Qinbao roared angrily, and also waved a pair of fists to meet him, but this time it was different from before. His shoes with protruding blades kicked towards Lin Kun.
Lin Kun narrowed his eyes slightly, waved his fist and hit the kicking foot. At the same time, he put a fist in front of his eyes, blocking Wang Qinbao's attack.
Bang, bang!
Two muffled sounds were heard again, one was from Wang Qinbao's fists hitting Lin Kun's arms, and the other was from Lin Kun's fists hitting Wang Qinbao's feet.
A slight sound of broken bones filled the air, Wang Qinbao's murderous cheeks suddenly twisted, the Adam's apple on his neck moved, and a shrill scream sounded like tearing his throat - ah!!
!
Wang Qinbao hugged his feet and stepped back repeatedly. The instep of his feet was deeply concave, and the whole foot was seriously out of shape...
Lin Kun did not chase after him, but walked to the side and helped Jiang Kuisheng up on the ground, "Old Jiang, it's time for you to understand the hatred in your heart."
Jiang Kuisheng stood up, with a decisive yet gloomy expression on his face. He nodded and opened his mouth to speak, but was interrupted by Lin Kun with a smile: "We are all brothers, so don't say more polite words. I promise.
You did your thing."
"Um!"
Jiang Kuisheng nodded heavily, looked fiercely at Wang Qinbao, who was holding one foot and screaming, and said in a hoarse voice: "Wang Yu, I want you to pay with blood!"
Wang Qinbao breathed rapidly and sneered: "Senior brother, even if I lose one foot, you are no match for me. Blood debt must be paid with blood. Oh, my master and my junior sister can survive if I die? Why don't I give you a sum?"
Money, how about the grievances between us being wiped out, we will still be brothers and take care of each other from now on."
"Shut up!"
Jiang Kuisheng held a short knife in his hand and walked towards Wang Qinbao step by step, "Today, either you die or I die. I'm going to kill you, a beast, to comfort the souls of the master and junior sister in heaven, and also to comfort my dead life!"
Wang Qinbao's face was stunned, and he gently placed the foot he was holding on the ground, reaching out to reach for his waist, where there were two short knives.
At this moment, a buzzing sound suddenly sounded in the air, and the short knife in Jiang Kuisheng's hand swung away, like a silver arrow flying towards Wang Qinbao.
Wang Qinbao's face was horrified, and he instinctively wanted to dodge, but his feet were inconvenient. There was a soft thud, followed by a shrill scream - ah!
The sharp dagger plunged straight into Wang Qinbao's wrist, which was touching his waist.
Without giving Wang Qinbao any chance to fight back, Jiang Kuisheng flicked his wrist, and another short knife flew out with a soft pop, followed by another scream.
ah!!!
Before the screams subsided, another one started again. After repeating it three times, Wang Qinbao had a short knife inserted into both wrists and knees. He knelt on the ground, and blood flowed out along the blade.
, and fell to the ground with a clatter.
A faint smell of blood filled the air, and the red blood under the sun was dazzling. Wang Qinbao, who was kneeling on the ground, lowered his head, his sinister eyes shielded from the sun, and the muscles on his face were beating with pain, ferocity, and fear...
Jiang Kuisheng walked over step by step and stood in front of Wang Qinbao, condescending. The expression on this man's face, who had always been serious and alcoholic, suddenly trembled, and then his body also trembled, and the blood in his heart turned into tears in his eyes.
Hot tears flowed down the cheeks filled with vicissitudes of life and fell to the ground.
"Master, Junior Sister, I have avenged you!" Jiang Kuisheng looked up to the sky and cried.
Wang Qinbao, who was kneeling on the ground, suddenly smiled sinisterly, picked up the wrist with the dagger stuck in it, and struck at Jiang Kuisheng's waist.
"careful!"
Lin Kun stood aside and shouted.
"Go to hell!"
Wang Qinbao roared through gritted teeth, and the dagger on his wrist was about to pierce Jiang Kuisheng's waist.
Jiang Kuisheng lowered his head, with a fierce look in his eyes. He grabbed the wrist that came back with his left hand, holding it tightly in his hand, and then twisted it hard, and immediately heard a crunching sound.
"ah!"
The expression on Wang Qinbao's face was distorted again, and his entire arm was violently severed.
Jiang Kuisheng pulled out the short knife stuck on Wang Qinbao's wrist and wiped it across Wang Qinbao's throat...
In the air, the screams suddenly stopped, and a wave of blood spurted out. Wang Qinbao's eyes widened, his body shook, and he fell to the ground with a roar.
Jiang Kuisheng held the short knife, blood dripping down the blade. Lin Kun came over and raised his hand to pat Jiang Kuisheng's shoulder when his expression suddenly changed...