It's like a long-distance running race in sports. The person who runs faster in the early stages may not necessarily be the first to reach the finish line.
On the contrary, those runners who maintain a steady rhythm, try to save energy to jog, and then sprint at the end are often the first to cross the line.
This was the case in the battle between Lu Feng and Muto Isshu. At first, Muto Isshu attacked with all his strength, but Lu Feng easily avoided it.
Now Muto Isshu's physical strength has been depleted a lot, and it's time for Lu Feng to exert his strength.
Muto Isshu's true combat power is actually stronger than Lu Feng.
But when his physical strength is insufficient, he will be completely suppressed by Lu Feng.
"Bang!"
Lu Feng didn't wait for Muto Ichishu to regain his balance before punching him again.
Muto Ichishu's hasty defense was naturally of little use.
As a result, he was punched by Lu Feng again and was knocked back several steps.
Lu Feng didn't pause at all, and continued to attack fiercely, constantly moving forward, compressing Muto Isshu's space for movement.
In this case, Muto Ichishuu could only keep retreating.
He retreated to the main entrance of the villa. Just when he had no way to retreat, Lu Feng's attack hit him again.
"Bang!"
Ichishu Muto raised his arms and blocked Lu Feng's punch.
But the next second, Lu Feng's long-prepared right foot kicked out fiercely towards Muto Isshu's lower abdomen.
"Bang!"
There was a dull sound, and Muto Ichishu's body flew backwards.
"Boom!"
Muto Ichishu's body hit the main door of the villa, knocking the door almost off the door frame.
At this time, Lu Feng still had no intention of stopping, but continued to attack with all his strength to take advantage of the victory.
"Bang! Bang!"
At this time, the battle between Lu Feng and Muto Isshu had moved inside the villa.
Lin Qianjue, who was standing on the balcony on the third floor, and the ten Japanese warriors guarding the outside could no longer see the battle between the two.
You can only hear the sounds of fighting coming from inside the villa.
The sounds of fighting were also mixed with the angry roars of Muto Ichishu.
The ten Japanese warriors looked at each other, wanting to see it but not daring to see it.
After all, the task Lin Qianjue gave them was to guard the door and prevent Lu Feng from escaping.
If they leave their posts without authorization and Lu Feng rushes out, they will definitely be severely punished.
Therefore, even if they really want to see it, they can only endure it and continue to stand where they are.
At this time, Lin Qianjue actually wanted to see Lu Feng fight.
However, he felt that with his status, he could not do such a derogatory thing, so he pretended to be calm and continued to stand on the third floor balcony.
At this time, the battle between Lu Feng and Muto Isshu really reached an intense stage.
Although Muto Ichishuu had consumed a lot of energy just now, he was still at the quasi-ninth level and would not be instantly killed by Lu Feng.
After all, reaching the ninth level is far beyond the scope of ordinary people.
You simply cannot judge them using ordinary people's definitions.
It is no exaggeration to say that a ninth-grade grandmaster, even when he is dying, can easily kill an eighth-grade warrior with the burst of power.
A skinny camel is bigger than a horse, that's what it means.
Therefore, at this time, Muto Isshu's fighting power was still very fierce.
It was true that Lu Feng had the upper hand, but it was almost impossible to kill him instantly.
Unless Lu Feng can hit two consecutive internal energy, he will definitely be able to kill Muto Isshu on the spot.
But inner strength is something that Lu Feng can't just develop if he wants to.
Only when you reach the true ninth-grade master realm can you unleash the terrifying power of inner strength at will.
But now Lu Feng's quasi-ninth-level realm actually depends on luck.
Not only Lu Feng is like this, but Muto Ichishu is also like this.
Both of them are at the quasi-ninth level, but if they can't develop their inner strength, they can't be much worse than the peak eighth-level experts.
After all, the power of inner strength is the criterion for judging a ninth-grade grandmaster.
At this time, neither Lu Feng nor Muto Ichishu could exert their inner energy.
It's completely a competition of speed and strength.
Throughout the hall of the villa, the expensive furniture and rare antiques were all shattered by the battle between the two.
As the two fought, the expensive high-end decoration was also in a mess.
At this time, Lu Feng was just grabbing whatever he wanted. He picked up a chair, took out an ashtray, and kept smashing it at Muto Isshu.
Muto Yishuu suddenly realized that Lu Feng was a bit nonsense.
Why nonsense?
Because Lu Feng's fighting style has no rules at all.
Like their Japanese martial arts, they all have their own schools, such as the sword sect, the ancient martial arts sect, and the Tao sect.
Each of these schools has their own unique fighting style.
If you understand these schools, you will naturally be able to make targeted defenses and attacks.
But Ichishu Muto couldn't find any rules in Lu Feng, as if Lu Feng was just messing around.
It seems that Lu Feng possesses many different attack methods.
In short, the reality and reality made it completely unpredictable for Muto Isshu, and he was unable to take targeted measures at all.
Under this situation, Muto Ichishuu was even more unable to parry and was beaten back one after another.
"Trash, do you just want to avoid it?"
With a sneer on his face, Lu Feng responded with exactly what Ichishu Muto had just said.
"You! Baga!"
Ichishu Muto roared angrily, and then punched him in anger.
"Bang!"
The punch was so fast that Lu Feng couldn't even dodge it in time.
But Lu Feng didn't care, and instead punched out his fist, preparing to punch each other with Ichishu Muto.
But the next second, Lu Feng's eyes narrowed and he quickly wanted to avoid it.
He felt that Muto Isshu's punch was quite unusual.
"Bang!"
But it was too late, Muto Ichishu's fist had already hit Lu Feng hard in the chest.
An extremely dull shaking sound sounded, and Lu Feng's body flew out instantly.
This punch was just as Lu Feng expected, Muto Ichishu actually unleashed his inner energy.
In fact, Lu Feng had been waiting, waiting for him to use his inner strength to defeat Muto Isshu.
But unexpectedly, Ichishu Muto took one step ahead of him and unleashed his inner strength.
Faced with the terrifying power of inner strength, even Lu Feng was completely unable to compete.
"Boom!"
Lu Feng's body flew upside down, knocking down the wine cabinet filled with expensive and fine wine in the living room.
With a crash, the wine cabinet overturned, and the expensive drinks inside fell one after another. Even though there was a carpet on the floor, it was still shattered on the spot.
For a time, broken wine bottles mixed with various colors of wine made the ground even more messy.
"Haha! Lu Feng, you waste."
"You, go to hell!"
Muto Ichishu succeeded in one blow, immediately laughed, and then continued to attack fiercely.
At this time, the ten Japanese warriors outside and Lin Qianjue standing on the third floor also heard Muto Isshu's voice.
Judging from Muto Ichishu's words, Lu Feng must be defeated by him soon.
"Sure enough, Mr. Muto is even better."
The ten Japanese warriors praised him one after another.
"Haha, I overestimated you."
Lin Qian never smiled disdainfully, turned around and wanted to go back to the house.
"ah!"
At this moment, an extremely shrill scream suddenly came from below.
Accompanied by the sound of bones being broken, the screams became even louder.
Lin Qianjue and others immediately recognized that the scream was made by Ichishu Muto.