Siheyuan: My name is Cao Xing, and I have a strong background

They believed this was the best and only time to defeat Cao Xing.

After today, there will probably be no more rounds of this kind of battle.

Their eagerness to win made them forget the tragic consequences of William, George, Brian, Wilson and Jin Shengmu.

Especially Daxiang Yimaru, who was enjoying his daily life, looked so excited that he almost shouted out loud.

He rushed to the field in one step, and seemed eager to defeat Cao Xing.

Although he and Hinobi belong to different schools in their daily lives, Hinobi has always been better than him for many years.

Now is your chance to prove yourself.

The more people Cao Xing defeated, the more he would be able to show that his karate was not inferior to Hinobi's after defeating him.

Therefore, he will definitely seize this opportunity.

But as soon as he came up, the crowd watching the fight burst into shouts and curses.

Li Guodong even stood up directly.

He just pointed at Daxiang Yimaru's nose and started spraying.

"You Japanese devil, you actually took advantage of Master Cao's weakness and tried to take advantage of him. Do you still have the Bushido spirit in your daily life?"

Daxiang Yimaru looked in the direction of the voice and saw that it was the translator who was at the State Guest House yesterday, and he immediately explained.

"Of course I have the spirit of Bushido, but Cao did not admit defeat. As long as he was in the field, he tacitly acknowledged that he could fight. Although I admire his courage, this is a competition, and I respect Cao's opinion."

These remarks left Li Guodong speechless.

He said that Daxiang Ichimaru lacked the Bushido spirit, but others said that they respected Cao Xing's Bushido spirit. This kind of substitution of concepts is extremely shameless.

Li Guodong wanted to say something, but saw Cao Xing waving his hand.

"Okay, I accept his challenge. I think Mr. Daxiang is also a Kung Fu master. Today I was able to see that all kinds of masters in the world have no regrets in death!"

His words were so righteous, like a hero ready to die heroically, and it was really moving.

Li Guodong said quickly, "Master Cao, they didn't hit you hard enough, and the round-robin fight is too unfair to you. If you recover and accept their challenge, they won't be able to say anything."

He was afraid that if Cao Xing really made a mistake, it would be his fault.

He originally thought that there would be a battle today, but he didn't expect these foreigners to be so shameless as to fight in a round-robin battle. They were so shameless in order to win!

Cao Xing laughed twice, then stood up suddenly, with an inexplicable sadness in his voice.

"Hahahaha! If you want to die for your country on the battlefield, why should you return home wrapped in your horse's hide? How can I let these people think that there is no one left in China!"

As soon as he said this, Cao Xing rushed forward with a big ball.

Daxiang Yimaru originally admired Cao Xing's courage. After several fierce battles, no one could have held on.

However, Cao Xing suddenly stood up and rushed towards him. When he reacted, Cao Xing's huge fist was already at his face!

"Nani?!"

He wanted to dodge, but Cao Xing was too fast, and his huge fist hit his nose directly.

boom!

The powerful punch sent Daxiang Yimaru flying four feet away!

It hit Hinobi hard.

Hinobi frowned and pushed the handle of the knife forward, directly pressing against Daxiang Ichimaru's lumbar vertebrae.

Click!

There was a crisp sound.

The enormous force not only made Hinobi retreat several steps, but also shattered Daisho Ichimaru's lumbar vertebrae into pieces!

This sudden scene shocked these foreigners again.

They looked at Daxiang Yimaru who had fainted, and then looked at Cao Xing who was sitting on the ground again and gasping for breath.

Finally, a sense of fear emerged in my heart.

So far, Cao Xing has fought against six people, and all six of them were seriously injured and fainted.

Such combat power is already against the sky. Even if Cao Xing achieved this effect by a sneak attack and now he looks tired, they dare not stand out easily.

Who knows if he will be the next person to be seriously injured and faint.

Although Cao Xing was gasping for breath, he still clasped his fists towards the unconscious Daxiang Yimaru.

"Thank you very much. Although I didn't have the chance to experience Mr. Daxiang's skills, I'm sure if Mr. Daxiang had been prepared, I would not be his opponent."

He then looked at Hinobi with interest.

"And this old man, you just used the hilt of your sword to press against Mr. Daxiang's lumbar vertebrae. I'm sure his lower limbs will be paralyzed when he wakes up. Isn't it unkind of you to do this?"

Faced with Cao Xing's questioning, Hinobi was not at all flustered.

"Humph, on our big day, trash shouldn't exist in this world. If I were Daxiang Ichimaru, I'm afraid the first thing I would do when I wake up is to perform a disembowelment! To apologize for my sins!"

The cold words were full of contempt for Daisho Ichimaru.

Cao Xing smiled and said, "Then the next person to appear is you, old man?"

Hinobi snorted coldly and said, "I am not as shameless as Daisho Ichimaru. There must be a fight between us, but not now. I want you to fully recover, and I don't want to take advantage of someone in danger."

Even Cao Xing was a little surprised when these words were spoken.

The old man could say such words, which clearly showed that he was extremely confident in his swordsmanship.

Otherwise, he didn't think that the old man would really have such awareness.

Cao Xing didn't care. He was invincible no matter what the situation was and was not afraid of the old man at all.

"Okay, you tell me the time and place, and I, Cao Xing, will definitely accompany you."

Hinobi raised the knife in his hand and said coldly: "Tomorrow at 10 noon, in the martial arts hall, we will decide the winner."

"Okay, I will be there on time."

Cao Xing agreed without hesitation, not caring at all about the danger of the competition.

As these foreigners left, the crowd was in an uproar.

They all gathered around.

Li Guodong hurried to Cao Xing and supported him.

"Master Cao, the man who just spoke is called Hinobi, and he is the current head of the Xiaori-ryu swordsmanship."

Cao Xing knew this boy and had wanted to become his disciple three times, but was rejected each time.

"How do you know, Hinobi? The name of this little day is too strange, some of them can't accept it."

Li Guodong explained: "I work at the State Guest House as an interpreter for them, and I am also a member of the Wushu Association."

Cao Xing understood and said, "It's okay. After tomorrow he won't be able to have sex anymore."

Seeing that he could still joke, Li Guodong immediately smiled bitterly.

"Master Cao, although Hinobi is old, his swordsmanship is superb. He is definitely the strongest among this group of foreigners, especially his sword-drawing technique. You can only see the flash of the sword but not the sword. It is extremely terrifying. The number one monk in Shaolin Temple, Jiuyang, who we invited yesterday, was not his opponent. He even cut all the tendons in Jiuyang's hands and feet with just four strikes!"

Li Guodong was afraid that he would underestimate the enemy, so he told him everything that happened yesterday.

Cao Xing smiled faintly and said, "I understand."

Seeing that Cao Xing didn't take it seriously, Li Guodong continued, "Master Cao..."

Cao Xing waved his hand and said, "Do you know why I won't accept you as my disciple?"

"Huh? Why?"

"You talk too much."

After saying this, he pushed through the crowd and left the park square.