Chapter 1422 - 1423: Let Me Recite You a Poem
At this moment, Long Hai suddenly noticed blood dripping on the ground.
His heart skipped a beat, and upon replaying in slow motion, he realized that a large piece of flesh had been torn from Yang Fei's lower back.
Long Hai was both worried and furious: "Not good, Master Uncle is injured."
"Alas, after all, the opponent is among the Five Great Masters of the Karate. Master Uncle killed one of them, it's inevitable he got hurt,"
Henry said worriedly, "I just wonder if Master Uncle can hold on?"
Amidst the whirlwind of the battle, Yang Fei suddenly let out a long roar, his whole body soaring up, then descending straight like the Flying General on the flanking Ishii Sora.
Ishii Sora is a Great Grandmaster of the Ichizan-ryu, his Martial Arts Realm had already reached the Mysterious-Ranked Gangjin.
Now, seeing Yang Fei approaching, he didn't flinch, and used all his strength to strike with a palm.
Yang Fei struck with a palm, it was his ultimate weapon, the Brahma Fetal Giant Hand Seal.
The True Martial Cyclone was like a knife slicing through tofu, in an instant breaking Ishii Sora's Gang Qi defense, then smashed his palm onto Ishii Sora's head.
Bam!
Ishii Sora's head was like a watermelon hit by an iron hammer, with fragments of bone and red and white matter splattering everywhere.
Ishii Sora's body fell down stiffly as if it was a log chopped by an axe.
With one move, the renowned Ichizan-ryu Ishii Sora was dead!
Within the Karate Alliance, exclamations of shock burst forth one after another.
Liio Sheng Hongyi painfully closed his eyes, covering his forehead with a hand.
The remaining Three Great Masters witnessing yet another comrade's death, screamed in fury, burning their Essence as they charged toward Yang Fei.
Yang Fei's Gang Yuan Qi was exhausted by the Brahma Fetal Giant Hand Seal.
His speed decreased slightly, his chest was struck by a blow from Takeda Tomohito of the Thousand Army Stream, and then he was kicked in the stomach by Sakaki Jiro of Aikido.
Yang Fei was like a kite with its string cut, flying out, crashing heavily onto the ground, creating a deep pit and cracking the surrounding ground.
The combined heavy strikes of two Great Masters were extraordinary.
Yang Fei activated the Turtle Shield, blocking momentarily, and used Snake Devouring to absorb and dissolve some of the power.
But even so, his internal organs felt like they were about to overturn from pain, and golden stars danced before his eyes.
Yang Fei stood up with difficulty, spitting out a mouthful of blood with a loud sound.
He slowly straightened his waist, then his gaze became sharp, his whole body becoming erect and sharp like a javelin once again.
The remaining Three Great Masters exchanged glances, gradually encircling Yang Fei, each person's eyes blood-red like enraged beasts.
The three saw clearly that although Yang Fei had consecutively killed two Great Masters, his own Gang Yuan Qi was mostly spent, presenting a prime moment to kill him.
Yang Fei's lips curled into a mocking smile.
In his life, not only had he killed more than a few Master of Gangjin, but he had also killed a True Martial Master with his own hands. How could he regard these three?
Yang Fei still held some respect for these Five Great Masters, otherwise, he could have directly used Three-Star Shine or Dragon Battle Arena, and these people would be defenseless.
The crowd was at a loss, seeing Yang Fei injured, they exclaimed in shock, worrying for him.
Liio Sheng Hongyi breathed a sigh of relief, as expected.
Despite the Five Great Masters losing two, this indescribably powerful warrior was ultimately about to fall at the hands of the Great Sang Warriors.
Yang Fei looked at the three approaching Great Masters and suddenly laughed up at the sky.
"Do you really think you've won?"
The Three Great Masters exchanged a glance, then suddenly launched, their forms like a gust of wind, rushing toward Yang Fei.
Yang Fei shouted: "Listen up, little devils, I'll recite a poem for you."
As he spoke, the Three Great Masters were already in front of Yang Fei, their fists and feet crashing like thunder as they attacked Yang Fei's vital points.
Yang Fei maneuvered deftly amidst the attack gaps of the Three Great Masters, shouting out loud as he moved.
"The Bright Moon of Qin Times——The Passes of Han——Times, a long journey——people——never——returning..."
At this, he suddenly spun on his heel, dodging a kick and a palm from the two Great Masters.
Then he leapt up, kicking the Aikido Great Master Sakaki Jiro, causing him to stumble and retreat.
"But——let——Dragon City——Flying Generals! Not allow——Barbarian——Horses——to Crossing Yin Mountain!"
At the last three words, Yang Fei's boiling Qi-Blood and Essence Qi finally aligned.
While Sakaki Jiro was off balance, he executed a Yellow Dog Pissing motion, aiming silently and invisibly at Sakaki Jiro's pants position.
This Yellow Dog Pissing, though the name sounds vulgar, is a deadly move from the Martial Dao Holy Scripture "Yan Ru Scripture," emphasizing taking advantage of momentum, seamless and invisible, extremely vicious.
The yellow dog lifts its leg to pee, a natural creation, perfectly integrated.
Legend has it, the martial artist who created this move did not reach the Pinnacle Realm in Martial Arts skills, but with this one move, defeated many formidable opponents with a higher Martial Arts Realm than himself.
And "Yan Ru Scripture" recorded this move as exceptionally powerful, separately categorized as one of the six unique Fist Techniques.
"Ah!"
Sakaki Jiro had never encountered such a sinister move, immediately clutching his pants in pain, collapsing ungraciously on the ground.
His whole body convulsed, foaming at the mouth, with blood gushing from his nose and ears.
The crowd was in an uproar again, witnessing Yang Fei disable yet another Great Master in an unguarded moment.
Everyone looked at his bloodstained face, feeling a chill from its ghastly appearance.
Long Hai hearing Yang Fei reciting a battle poem in the midst of the skirmish, couldn't help but feel his blood boil, murmuring the words.
"But let the Flying General guard Dragon City, not allow the barbarian horses to cross Yin Mountain..."
All who were familiar with the history of Huaxia felt their blood boiling too, everyone began to recite, gradually converging into a unified and magnificent wave of sound.
"But——let——Flying——Generals——guard Dragon City, not allow——Barbarian——Horses——to cross——Yin——Mountain!"
Yang Fei laughed heartily, bent his body, and silently emitted the Scale Shock Subsonic Wave.
The Ikkando Great Master Sato Taka let out a miserable cry, clutching his heart, his face contorted in pain, his entire Essence Qi collapsing.
Yang Fei advanced, executing a Great Stone Tablet Breaking Hand, with his left palm like a wheel, striking towards Sato Taka's chest.
Sato Taka, struck by the Scale Shock Subsonic Wave, suffered heart-wrenching pain, and Yang Fei's palm strike, imposing and powerful, concentrated all his Dragon Elephant Strength. How could he possibly block it?
Bam!
Sato Taka's chest was hit, his body staggered back, blood gushing from the corner of his mouth, and he sat heavily on the ground like a Pi Gu.
Yang Fei laughed heartily, executed a high-kick, his left foot like a battle axe, chopping down on Sato Taka from above.
The crowd was in disarray, and even though Sato Taka was a Great Master of Gangjin Super God, he couldn't withstand a single move from Yang Fei.
Seeing him on the brink of disaster, the Thousand Army Stream Great Master Takeda Tomohito rushed over, intercepting Yang Fei's Great Stone Tablet Breaking Hand just in time!
Bam!
With a thunderous clash, Yang Fei struck again, landing a palm on Takeda Tomohito's head.
