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Chapter 231 - 208

Chapter 231: Chapter 208

(Chapter Title "Evil Spirit")

When he saw Wu Li release his grip on the dagger, Li San let out a loud laugh, his demeanor suddenly changing as he switched his grip and lunged at Watanabe Ryosuke with a thrusting step.

This thrust was like a comet attacking the moon, like a white rainbow piercing the sun, like a gray eagle striking at the hall!

Evil Spirit Li San, known in the underworld for his assassinations, never resorts to tricks or schemes in his attacks; each strike is straightforward, courageously terrifying countless high-ranking figures.

His Fist Intent and aura resembled that of ancient assassins, Daggerman Zhuan stabbing King Liao, Nie Zheng stabbing Han Gui, or Yuan Li stabbing Qing Ji—a common man in rage, blood splattering five steps, the world in mourning!

At this moment, Li San’s spirit was at its peak, with a heroic intent, he fully thrust at Watanabe Ryosuke, a thrust of no return, leaving no room for maneuver, no change in technique, it was either kill or be killed!

"He must also be a master swordsman!"

For some reason, upon seeing Li San’s thrust, Wu Li suddenly had such a thought.

Xingyi Fist involves the Big Spear and sabers; while Tai Chi includes single-edged swords, spears, staffs, and also swords.

Li San also practiced swordsmanship.

If Li San had a sword in his hand right now, exchanging blows with Watanabe Ryosuke, the outcome would still be uncertain, but with a dagger, or rather a short knife in his hand, the innate disadvantage in reach turned his desperate thrust into a seeming suicide mission.

But Watanabe Ryosuke showed no desire to counterattack, choosing instead to keep retreating because he had Wu Li beside him.

Wu Li also let out a hearty laugh, grabbed the spinning dagger in mid-air, and stepped forward.

His body moved like a tiger, Tiger Pounce, while lifting his right arm, elbow raised past his ear, gripping the dagger, and chopping downward.

Tiger Hugging Head!

If this were done with a big spear, it would be a scooping thrust; if with a saber, it would be a lifting slash and a downward chop; now with a dagger, it could still execute a lethal chop downward, stabbing at the enemy’s crown.

"Kill!"

Wu Li, eyes wide with fury, exclaimed like the roar of spring thunder, his aura overpowering as he pounced on Watanabe Ryosuke.

The bright moon hung high in the sky, casting cold moonlight down.

A fierce evil spirit mask, gunfire flashing behind him, a chillingly cold long saber danced like a demon waving its claws.

Li San’s anger flared, his dagger thrusting straight out, his killing intent sky-high!

Wu Li, eyes bulging with rage, raised his dagger high and pounced forward, a fierce tiger leaving its cage!

Three different auras intertwined, and although Watanabe Ryosuke had the advantage of weaponry, facing two opponents, his inner calm was shattered by the full-force assaults of both Wu and Li.

He struggled to maintain his composure, stepping leftward and meeting Li San’s strike with his blade.

Clang!

Blade met blade, the sound of their Soldier Attack overwhelming the gunfire behind.

Watanabe Ryosuke’s strike was not aimed to wound, but to use force to retreat.

His blade collided with Li San’s dagger, his footwork shifting as he slid backward.

Li San was halted by Watanabe Ryosuke’s strike, but Wu Li seized the opportunity, launching a ferocious Tiger Form assault, Watanabe Ryosuke, though he retreated, was still within Wu’s striking range.

Swoosh!

Watanabe Ryosuke’s arms rotated back, the long saber turning, seemingly prepping to sheath his blade—but his scabbard was not at hand, and realistically, no one draws a blade only to sheath it again in actual combat; such acts that deliberately slow one’s speed are only seen in movies and animation, not on a real battlefield.

Of course, Watanabe Ryosuke was not courting death. His sheathing motion was half-complete when his blade suddenly traced an arc overhead.

Wu Li was too fast; having momentarily repelled Li San, Watanabe Ryosuke couldn’t ready his blade in time to strike at Wu, only able to pull his blade back in defense, the blade grazing his own hair.

In fact, if Wu Li had held a long saber, Watanabe would have already been killed, but since Wu held a dagger, Watanabe Ryosuke’s blade narrowly blocked the dagger aimed at his crown.

Clang!

An even sharper Soldier Attack noise resounded; Wu Li’s dagger forced Watanabe Ryosuke’s long saber into a noticeable arc, the saber quivering continuously, crying out in distress.

Watanabe Ryosuke used horizontal force to block Wu’s vertical Power, naturally at a disadvantage, his right arm holding the blade numbed, barely able to grasp the handle.

He had no choice but to crouch, shedding off this force.

Crouching at this moment meant Watanabe Ryosuke lost the chance to retreat immediately, and Li San was about to attack again.

Seeing the imminent crisis, Watanabe Ryosuke crouched while quietly kicking out with his right foot.

This kick was very covert, sudden, much like the Xinyi Six Harmonies Fist’s "Yellow Dog Taking a Leak" and somewhat similar to Yong Chun’s "Supporting Chicken Leg".

Toshima Style, Ground Roll!

As a battlefield sword technique, Toshima Style emphasized relentless combat but also included very covert sneak attack techniques, such as this Ground Roll, which suddenly involved crouching and kicking at the opponent’s knees to topple them, then advancing to chop down.

However, Watanabe Ryosuke’s current use of Ground Roll wasn’t to sneak attack Wu Li but to save his own life.

As his right foot exerted force and kicked out, his other foot also powered up to leap backward, thus when he kicked Wu Li’s calf, he used the force to accelerate his leap backward.

Leaping backward a distance, Watanabe Ryosuke swiftly retreated with rapid kicks, quickly widening the gap, then suddenly turning around.

As he turned, Watanabe Ryosuke swept his long sword horizontally, sealing the space behind him to prevent Wu and Li from charging ahead.

His back was to a sedan; he placed one hand on its hood and leapt over the car in a single bound, swiftly running towards the street corner and disappearing into the darkness.

Watching his retreating figure, Wu clenched his brows.

He and Li San had cooperated seamlessly, yet they still allowed their opponent to escape unscathed, which troubled him deeply.

Of all the enemies he had faced, this man posed the greatest threat to Wu, even greater than Hu Shan. In terms of danger, it was comparable to facing two Master Level Martial Artists alone.

"Next time, I will definitely let him experience my Xingyi Saber!" Wu thought, his eyes burning with battle intent.

"Hey."

Li San walked a few steps, picked up the sword sheath Watanabe Ryosuke had left behind, glanced at it twice, and threw it to Wu.

He spoke in Chinese, as he had heard Wu cry out "Kill!" earlier.

Wu caught the sheath and looked at him quizzically.

"The sheath I can give you."

"Hmm?"

"But that man, I’m determined to kill!"

Li San fixed Wu with a serious gaze. Since Watanabe Ryosuke dared to attack him wearing an Evil Spirit mask, he would definitely retaliate with the same mask!

Wu had been staring silently at the spot where Watanabe Ryosuke had vanished. Li San seemed to understand the killing intent and battle desire in Wu’s heart, which prompted him to speak this way.

"Heh." Wu laughed, not yielding an inch as he stared back at Li San, "Coincidentally, I was thinking the same."

Finishing his words, he tossed the dagger back to Li San.

Li San caught the dagger and scrutinized Wu seriously for a moment, then burst out laughing heartily, "Interesting. What should I call you?"

"We’ll talk later; my friend is still over there."

Wu turned to look in the other direction. The men brought by Lord Liu were fiercely exchanging fire with the twelve gunmen who had arranged several cars haphazardly on the street to serve as both a cover and a means of advancing or retreating.

From Watanabe Ryosuke’s appearance, to the three-man hand-to-hand combat, to Watanabe Ryosuke’s retreat, the whole sequence took less than a minute. The battle there had just begun, and those gunmen were still unaware that the assassination attempt on Li San could now be declared over.

"Good, I need to collect some interest first, then we can chat."

Li San nodded, dual blades in hand, and charged toward the area where the firefight was intense.

The Evil Spirit was about to claim lives.

Wu also ran back to where Chen Gang had been hiding. In a minute, nothing drastic had occurred. Chen Gang, pale-faced, was hiding behind the car’s front, startled by the footsteps but relieved when he saw it was Wu.

Wu crouched down, "Are you all right?"

"I’m fine physically, but nearly scared to death," Chen Gang said with a mournful face, his legs trembling slightly.

Wu felt guilty; if he hadn’t asked Chen Gang to gather information, he wouldn’t have encountered this situation.

"Don’t worry, it’ll be over soon."

"The police have come?" Chen Gang’s eyes lit up at the suggestion.

Wu shook his head: "A Master has arrived."

"Huh?" Chen Gang didn’t understand.

Wu turned his head to point in a direction, signaling Chen Gang to look that way.

Chen Gong cautiously peeked out, only to behold a shocking scene.

A shadow swiftly flashed by, a gunman hidden behind a car had his neck slashed, and then the shadow agilely crouched to dodge several bullets fired at him.

The shadow, intermittently obscured by the darkness, sometimes using vehicles to shield himself, at times darting out like a ghost, dodging left and right, forward in a twisted path, resembling a fierce and agile leopard, and his instincts were even sharper than those of a wild animal, always evading bullets shot at him at critical moments.

Chen Gang watched, agape and astonished, his mouth wide open: "American Special Soldier?"

Wu laughed and shook his head: "No."

In fact, a rigorously trained Special Soldier might perform more standardized maneuvers in bullet avoidance and survive under gunfire in such complex environments, perhaps even manage to strike back, but they couldn’t launch a counterattack as fiercely as Li San.

Periodically, Li San’s figure would flash by and then quickly vanish, but wherever he went, gunshots would soon cease.

In just a few minutes, the gunmen who came to assassinate were overwhelmed by immense fear, as if a fierce Evil Spirit was lurking in the shadows, gradually harvesting their lives.

Screech!

The sound of tires rubbing against the ground echoed, someone was attempting to drive away.

Three cars barely got far before they were blocked by about a dozen vehicles at the street’s end.

Hongmen’s reinforcements had arrived.

PS: Today the character of Wu was activated, everyone can go and compare heartbeats daily, protect Wu~