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Miyamoto Taro, having thought this through, felt an overwhelming sense of humiliation, as if he wanted to crash into something and die rather than live disgracefully.

He had committed countless masters to snipe, but was completely dismantled by just a fake landmine, a ridiculous trick of playing dead?

Miyamoto Taro knew that once this battle was spread, his reputation would be utterly ruined.

His side suffered numerous casualties, yet they didn't even see a hair of the opponent's master.

Miyamoto Taro felt utterly despondent, but suddenly remembered Fujino Jonin, and his spirits lifted instantly.

"Yes, there is still Fujino Jonin. He must be fine."

A super master often plays a decisive role in such small-scale conflicts.

No matter what, Miyamoto Taro couldn't believe that someone as powerful as Fujino Jonin would also fall for such a scheme?

With his last hope, he widened his eyes to watch the big screen, hoping to find some trace of Fujino Jonin.

However, on the big screen, blood was splattering, showing a one-sided massacre of the ninja squad, presenting a very chaotic scene.

Miyamoto Taro squinted, enduring the excruciating pain, searching desperately for any sign of Fujino Jonin.

However, Miyamoto Taro could never find any trace of Fujino Jonin, as if he had vanished from the human realm, neither dead nor alive.

Miyamoto Taro's mood was heavy; his dead-fish-like eyes fixed on the big screen.

Suddenly, his eye twitched when Fujino Jonin appeared at this moment.

In the midst of chaotic light and shadows, he saw Fujino Jonin's figure soaring high above a shanty and then hurriedly descending.

He landed heavily like a stone, then tumbled into the bushes beside the road.

Miyamoto Taro's eyes widened instantly. Who on earth could force Fujino Jonin into such a desperate state?

In the next second, a big, bearded man appeared from behind a palm tree, wearing a wicked grin.

He walked leisurely towards the bush where Fujino Jonin was hiding, yelling loudly.

"Little Fujino, stop hiding. I've seen you. Come out and die."

His lazy demeanor was infuriating, as his fingers flicked with a sound as if he were demonstrating some unparalleled martial art.

This caused even Miyamoto Taro's heart to leap.

He had clearly seen Fujino Jonin enter the bushes just now.

If this guy takes a couple more steps, he will surely find Fujino Jonin's location.

"This is too much; I'll fight you to the death!"

Fujino Jonin let out a long howl, merging with his sword, and stabbed straight at Yang Fei.

His whole silhouette flickered in mid-air, reaching Yang Fei in an instant, appearing like an instantaneous movement.

With such speed, ordinary people wouldn't even have the time to react, let alone make a move to defend.

However, Yang Fei seemed oblivious to such a fierce sword momentum.

As the opponent's longsword was about to pierce him, he extended his left hand and snapped his fingers.

"Stop!"

Fujino Jonin's figure suddenly froze in mid-air, as if turned into a fly trapped in ice.

His expression on his face turned venomous, and flames seemed to almost shoot out of his eyes, yet his whole body remained still, suspended in mid-air.

Yang Fei laughed heartily: "Behold, my ultimate skill, the Thousand Poisons and Myriad Poisons Dragon Claw Hand!"

He swung his arm powerfully, performing a move called scooping the moon from the sea, aiming straight at Fujino Jonin's crotch.

Hiss!

In front of the big screen, everyone couldn't help but inhale sharply.

This is the most vulnerable part of a man, no matter what level you've trained to, you can't withstand such a heavy blow.

Sure enough, on the big screen, Fujino Jonin flew out like a kite with a broken string.

After he landed, he couldn't stand up again, his legs forming an 'R' shape, bending at the waist, clenching his hips, looking pitifully comical.

In the conference hall, before the big screen, the eyes of all martial arts grandmasters were burning with rage.

Such underhanded tricks, even in the Sang Country Martial Arts Circle, are strictly prohibited.

Who would have thought this guy would actually use them, and with such tremendous power!

Fujino Jonin was truly a strong contender.

Apart from his unpredictable ninjutsu, his martial arts realm was not weaker than anyone present here.

Seeing Fujino Jonin in such a miserable state, everyone felt a sense of shared sorrow.

In Shitan Village, Yang Fei smiled as he looked at Fujino Jonin.

"Never thought you'd be so tough, old fella, withstanding over a dozen of my exclusive Dragon Claw Hand techniques."

"What's amazing is you're still standing; my respect for you is like the mighty rivers, continuous and incessant, just like the Yellow River flooding, unstoppable."

At this point, he looked at his extended left hand and shook his head.

"I haven't used this technique in years; I've become rusty. Today's a good day to practice on you."

As he said this, he lazily walked toward Fujino Jonin.

Fujino Jonin, who wasn't even afraid of death, subconsciously took two steps back when he saw this guy approaching.

"What exactly do you want to do?"

His tone was very fierce but had a hint of bravado.

During the ambush just now, hitting this guy's Scale Quake had dispersed his Essence Qi, causing severe injury.

However, compared to subsequent encounters, this was nothing.

This bastard had repeatedly used the Dragon Claw Hand technique on Fujino Jonin's crotch area eighteen times in a row, each strike aimed at vital points.

Fujino Jonin was both shocked and furious.

He exhausted all his strength to protect his vulnerable Dan Dan.

Yet, the more he did that, the more this guy seemed to enjoy himself.

Fujino Jonin's egg had already shattered; his heart was broken into seventeen or eighteen pieces.

He had practiced ninjutsu for so many years and had never encountered such a fearsome guy.

All of Fujino Jonin's bizarre ninjutsu techniques were ineffective against this guy.

Even with various escape and hiding techniques, Yang Fei always anticipated his actions, staying one step ahead of Fujino Jonin.

And this guy, while having the upper hand, never took Fujino Jonin's life, instead opting for a heavy grasp.

Fujino Jonin felt, even though he was like an old hen, he didn't have that many eggs for this guy to seize, did he?

He didn't even know what kind of perverted illness this scoundrel had?

In fact, in martial arts, reaching a certain realm, the crotch area remains a vital point.

However, if injured, it wouldn't be fatal.

If he wanted to kill, there was no need to bother with such methods.

Fujino Jonin didn't realize, this guy was not only toying with Fujino Jonin, he was also overjoyed inside.

Sang Country's ninjutsu is also an exceptional art, recorded in the Yan Ru Scripture.

In fact, once ninjutsu is demystified, it holds no value.

High-level martial arts skills, lightning speed, combined with magic, blindfold methods, psychology, smoke bombs, optics, and many other disciplines and technologies are integrated to form this.

This is the ninjutsu that outsiders feared.

Because of these characteristics, ninjutsu masters are generally top-notch assassins.

To those who don't understand, it poses a significant threat.

But to Yang Fei, ninjutsu had no secrets whatsoever.

The Yan Ru Scripture, vast and comprehensive, described various factions and secrets of ninjutsu in great detail.