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Chapter 1272 Cultural Exchange

Suddenly there was a scolding from beside him, and then a Japanese pirate outside chattered a lot. I don't know if it was because of his accent. Xia Shang didn't understand a word of what he said. He only heard the word "Baga".

Xia Shang was stunned on the spot, not knowing what the other party meant, but when the other party came over, he was about to kick Xia Shang in the knee.

Seeing his movements, Xia Shang realized that the other party was asking him to kneel down.

But as soon as he made a move, before his foot landed on Xia Shang, Xue Lengxiang had already put her foot in his lower abdomen.

"Resist!"

Xia Shang said lightly.

Only then did Xue Lengxiang restrain himself, and the force of his kick was reduced by eight points, but he still made the Japanese pirate squat on the ground, covering his stomach with his hands and foaming at the mouth.

In the Japanese pirates' military tent, Dahua's people beat her in front of everyone, and she was still a woman!

No one could bear to cover up something like this, so three Japanese warriors immediately rushed out with their samurai swords drawn.

The warriors here are not ordinary people, at least they are much more powerful than the assassins Xia Shang dealt with.

The three samurai swords flashed with cold light and were in front of Xue Lengxiang in the blink of an eye.

Xia Shang originally wanted to stop them, but the movements of the three warriors were so fast that it was too late for Xia Shang to react.

But Xue Lengxiang was faster. At this moment, he saw that the sword had been unsheathed and a large amount of true energy had been condensed on it.

Her sword - PLUS, which had been blessed with true energy, was already emitting a faint golden light. Facing the attack of three Japanese warriors, she easily blocked the two of them. The remaining first one attacked from behind. Xue Lengxiang's figure was like

Like a ghost, she turned 180 degrees, and when the opponent was about to touch her back, she blocked the attack with a sword.

In the previous two moves, Xue Lengxiang used Qiao Jin and did not collide head-on with the opponent's katana.

The last move was a real head-to-head attack, and a dazzling spark burst out from the edge of the knife and sword.

The surrounding Japanese people all had sneers on their faces, thinking that the sword from Dahua was no match for the Japanese samurai sword.

The Dahua weapons they had encountered before were like tofu in front of the katana, breaking at the slightest touch.

Under such a powerful impact, any sword would be broken.

But what they didn't expect was that after this contact, Dahua's weapons did not break, and it seemed that they were not broken.

He didn't receive much of an impression, but the warrior who fought with Xue Lengxiang was shocked back a dozen steps.

Before the warrior could stand firm, Xue Lengxiang had already taken advantage of the victory and pursued him in front of him. He jumped lightly and slashed with a sword from a high place!

In the military tent, all the Japanese warriors stood up.

None of them had ever seen such a fast Dahua warrior, and they never thought that such a young woman could actually unleash such potential!

When they stood up, Xue Lengxiang's sword had already fallen.

The opponent's reaction was quick enough. Before he could stand firmly, the knife was already lying in front of him.

Another crisp sound was heard, and another spark exploded.

The opponent blocked Xue Lenxiang's attack at the last moment.

However, the battle did not end. Xue Lengxiang, who had been patient for a long time, finally found this opportunity to vent. From the moment she drew her sword, even Xia Shang could not extinguish the fire in her heart.

Knives and swords clashed, Xue Lengxiang did not withdraw her strength, and pressed down on the opponent fiercely.

The sword and the sword were engaged in the most direct confrontation at this moment. If the contact just now was because the time was too short and the full strength of the katana was not exerted, then the direct collision at this moment is the most intuitive sight.

This is the strength collision of the weapon itself!

It was at this moment that the sword was already at a disadvantage!

The samurai sword that the Japanese were most proud of finally met a sword that could represent the level of Dahua.

In terms of quality, there is actually not much difference between the two.

But there is a big difference between those who use swords and those who hold swords.

Xue Lengxiang was no longer patient with this stalemate. The true energy in his body exploded, like a phoenix suddenly burning in the dark night. His whole body was surrounded by red flames, and the golden light of the sword in his hand shone brightly!

In just one second, a scream came from the field, accompanied by the sound of metal breaking.

collapse!

The half-cut knife was inserted very abruptly on the ground in the middle of the military tent, where all the Japanese warriors could clearly see it.

At the entrance of the military tent, the former samurai fell to the ground and screamed. The hand holding the sword fell to the ground along with his katana, and blood flowed all over the ground.

Compared with the tragic situation of the warriors, Xue Lengxiang still maintained his previous calmness, gently smoothed his scattered hair, sheathed his sword elegantly, and glanced coldly at everyone in the military tent.

The movement here has attracted many Japanese pirate soldiers, all of whom are staring at Xue Lenxiang with vigilance. As long as he gives an order, they will rush forward desperately.

Xue Lengxiang's behavior also angered all the Japanese warriors in the military tent. Many of them had drawn their swords and were ready to take action at any time.

They did not take action because they had not yet received orders from their superiors.

All eyes were focused on a middle-aged samurai next to Yoshiko.

This man is very strange. Half of his face has a handsome middle-aged appearance, very regular and hidden with anger, but the other half of his face is covered with a thick layer of powder, which is very similar to the appearance of a Japanese actor in Xia and Shang's memories.

Because this layer of powder is very thick, it completely blocks his facial features, giving people a weird feeling.

Xia Shang saw him as soon as he came in. He knew without thinking that he was a commander here, and he had a secret thought in his heart.

If a good opportunity arises, Xia Shang would not mind taking this man's head back to Xuzhou City.

The atmosphere has now reached a freezing point, and a battle may break out at any time.

Yoshiko was a little anxious and stood up to say something, but before she could speak, the middle-aged man next to her raised his hand and spoke.

He spoke the Japanese language, which Xia Shang could understand, and asked everyone to stand down.

After the surrounding samurai reluctantly put away their samurai swords, the other party said to Xia Shang in Chinese: "Dahua, the famous sword, is well-deserved."

His Chinese is obviously not as fluent as Yoshiko's, and he has a heavy accent, but fortunately he can understand him.

"But if you act wild here, do you know the consequences?"

After saying that, he slammed the table and stood up.

As soon as he stood up, Xia Shangcai was shocked. They all said that Japanese people were short, but this middle-aged man with half a face completely subverted the image of Japanese people.

He is more than two meters tall, and his whole body is covered with lean muscles, like a huge iron stone.

Such people will put enough pressure on people no matter where they are, and they will be very powerful when angry.

However, this had no impact on Xia Shang, and he turned a blind eye to the other party's anger and gave it away: "The martial arts competition between the two countries is also a cultural exchange. Since it is a competition, there will inevitably be damage. It's just that my apprentice has heard about it a long time ago.

The Japanese sword is indestructible, and I have always longed for it. I rarely have this opportunity to try it, but I used too much force. Who would have thought that the Japanese sword is also so fragile, so I apologize for this accidental injury."

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