After Miyamoto finished speaking, he stepped forward, ready to kill Lu Feng.
"Old guy, you want to kill me. Let's see if you have the strength."
Lu Feng snorted coldly and actually took an offensive stance.
"A dead duck has a tough mouth."
Miyamoto Honda's face turned cold, and he moved his body instantly to Lu Feng's side, followed by a palm strike.
"Whoosh!"
Lu Feng ducked sideways, then punched with his backhand.
"Bang!"
The fists and palms meet, making a crisp sound.
Immediately afterwards, a powerful counter-shock force exploded between the fists.
This extremely fierce counter-shock force caused Lu Feng's body to retreat uncontrollably.
Not only that, the hand where Lu Feng and Miya Honda were touching felt severe pain along with the entire arm.
After all, Lu Feng is also a ninth-grade grandmaster. He is definitely a rare existence in the martial arts circle. Since he was promoted to the ninth-grade grandmaster realm, he has never encountered an opponent.
No matter how strong his opponent is, he can easily defeat him.
But today, everything changed. Lu Feng, a ninth-grade grandmaster, had almost no chance to fight back in front of Miyamoto Nakamoto.
Let's just say that in this head-on encounter, Lu Feng was shocked and was knocked back more than ten steps. On the other hand, Miya Honda only moved his left foot back a little.
The strength between the two sides is a matter of judgment.
"Haha, vulnerable."
Miyamoto Naka shook his head, his face full of disdain.
After he finished speaking, he rushed towards Lu Feng again.
At this time, Miya Honda no longer wanted to talk too much nonsense with Lu Feng. He just wanted to take away Lu Feng's life quickly and then go back to find Sato Sosuke to revive him.
"Whoosh!"
Miyamoto's body flashed and he came to Lu Feng's side as if teleporting.
His speed was so fast that Lu Feng didn't even have time to react.
"Boom!"
There was a dull sound, and Miya Honda slapped Lu Feng on the chest.
"puff."
Lu Feng's body was knocked upside down and flew out, and in the process of flying upside down, a mouthful of blood spurted out.
Blood sprayed in the air, and Lu Feng's face instantly turned extremely pale.
At this time, all the Japanese soldiers drove their cars over and set up their headlights, illuminating the area as if it were daytime.
Under the lighting, Lu Feng's face looked even paler, and the bright red blood stains at the corners of his mouth were also very obvious.
Lu Feng covered his chest with one hand and bent his waist uncontrollably, but his eyes were fixed on Miyamoto Naka.
The opponent was so strong that Lu Feng didn't even know how to fight him.
The gunshot wound on his arm was still aching, and the internal injuries from Miyamoto's shot made Lu Feng even more painful.
"I originally thought that you would die in just two moves."
"Now it seems that I still underestimated you a little."
Miyamoto stepped forward slowly and walked towards Lu Feng again.
Lu Feng watched Miya Honda getting closer and closer to him, and fear arose deep in his eyes.
Lu Feng had never felt afraid during the battle with the warriors, and today was the first time.
He really felt tremendous pressure from Miyamoto Naka, and he even felt that he was really going to die in Miyamoto Naka's hands today.
"The Sick Man of the Dragon Kingdom."
With a sneer on his face, Miyamoto stepped forward and kicked him.
"Bang!"
Lu Feng put his hands in front of him to block, but how could he block it?
A kick came over and Lu Feng was kicked out again.
This time, Lu Feng rolled on the ground more than a dozen times, and the injuries to his already injured body worsened again.
After Lu Feng's body stopped, he spurted out a mouthful of blood again.
If you can't beat it, you really can't beat it.
Even if Lu Feng tried his best to avoid it, he couldn't do it at all.
Miyamoto was far superior to Lu Feng in both speed and strength. The gap between the two sides was too big. No matter what Lu Feng did, he could not make up for this huge gap.
"It seems that Lu Feng is nothing more than that."
The Japanese soldiers around him all sneered with disdain.
"That's it? Then you go and try?"
A Japanese warrior glanced at everyone and asked.
At this time, everyone immediately smiled and bowed their heads honestly.
"Of course Lu Feng is very strong, but in the hands of Lord Miyamoto, his strength is simply not strong enough."
"So, it's not that he's not good, it's that Mr. Miyamoto is too powerful."
When the Japanese warrior said this, everyone nodded in agreement.
"Lu Feng, I can give you a chance to choose your own way of death."
"Do you want your head to be separated from your body, or do you want your internal organs to be smashed?"
Miyamoto Honda walked towards Lu Feng step by step with a cold expression on his face.
At this time, Lu Feng was lying on his back on the ground, feeling tearing pain from every bone and muscle in his body.
The pain caused him to tremble all over, and it was very difficult for him to even stand up.
With this look, it was obvious that he could only wait to die.
"Poor, really pitiful."
"He's embarrassed and pitiful, like a dead dog."
Miyamoto came to Lu Feng and looked at Lu Feng condescendingly, his words and expression were full of ridicule.
As the winner, he is indeed qualified to mock Lu Feng.
But Lu Feng didn't say a word, just stared at Miya Honda Naka, as if he wanted to impress Miya Honda Naka's appearance deeply into his mind.
"Why, according to the funny ghosts and gods of your Dragon Kingdom, shouldn't you say now that you won't let me go even if I become a ghost?"
Every word in Miyamoto's words was filled with deep mockery, making Lu Feng and the entire Dragon Kingdom deeply mocked.
"Of course I won't become a ghost."
"What I want to tell you is that whatever you did or said to me today, one day I will repay you tenfold or a hundredfold."
Lu Feng stared hard at Miya Honda Naka. His eyes at this moment were like a bloodthirsty beast. Although he was extremely embarrassed, his whole body exuded a terrifying aura.
At this moment, Miyamoto Naka couldn't help but feel slightly dazed.
He originally wanted to express disdain for Lu Feng's words, but feeling Lu Feng's aura and Lu Feng's extremely tenacious eyes made Miyamoto Honda unable to help but feel something.
It feels like what Lu Feng said will definitely come true.
However, this thought only appeared in Miyamoto's mind for less than two seconds before he was thrown away.
How is it possible?
Lu Feng had to die today, what could he do?
"I admit, you have a good talent."
"If you are given enough time, it may not be difficult for you to surpass me."
"But, you have no chance, because you have to die today, and your martial arts journey ends here."
As Miyamoto Naka said, he slowly raised the soles of his feet and aimed them at Lu Feng's chest.
If he steps down, Lu Feng's internal organs will be damaged and he will die.
And after Miyamoto Naka's words fell, he stepped on it directly.