CHAPTER 232: CHAPTER 230: DID I MISCALCULATE?

Xiaochuan Yashi was in a state of confusion.

At that moment, Xiaochuan Yashi clearly saw one of the bodyguards in front of him staring with terror at something behind him, trembling all over, "Lord Xiaochuan... he... he!!!"

Xiaochuan Yashi turned his head and saw Xiao Tian, whom he thought was definitely dead, standing there holding a dagger and looking at him.

Moreover, the injury wasn’t at the heart as he had planned, but merely on the insignificant shoulder!!

Xiaochuan Yashi’s eyes instantly went blank as he looked at Xiao Tian in front of him.

"Did I miscalculate?? How could that be?? Even Fujino himself couldn’t have dodged that from such a distance!!!"

Receiving one shock after another, Xiaochuan Yashi completely broke down. He pointed at Xiao Tian, shouting in anger, "How could that be?? How could that be??"

Xiao Tian licked his dagger and said calmly, "Is this so-called Japanese Samurai Dao about suddenly using weapons for a sneak attack?"

"I will not allow you to insult the Great Japanese Samurai Dao!!! Baka yarō!!"

At this moment, Xiaochuan Yashi looked just like a Japanese officer from the wartime, his eyes red with fury as he charged towards Xiao Tian.

Obviously, he had been through too many shocks today.

Xiao Tian sneered coldly. He looked at the charging Xiaochuan Yashi with an expressionless face, unmoving.

Swish!

A sound slashed through the air, and no one around saw Xiao Tian make his move.

They only saw the clothes in front of Xiaochuan Yashi suddenly tearing open, a huge wound splitting across his chest, staining his already tattered clothes with blood.

"Poof!" Xiaochuan Yashi, who had taken a heavy blow, collapsed directly less than two meters away from Xiao Tian. He was so close yet couldn’t take another step forward!

The surrounding bodyguards were already dumbfounded, while Muto Ichiro had vanished into thin air, leaving only a puddle of urine....

Fujimura Nozomi, who had just gotten up, was directly stunned. It took him quite a while to react to the scene.

The elder of the Mizuno Clan, Xiaochuan Yashi, was actually not a match for this Huaxia person in front of him??

He sensed things were going awry; the person in front of him was obviously stronger than he had imagined. Fujimura Nozomi immediately gave an order and shouted, "You idiots, what are you looking at?? Just shoot him dead!!"

Bang bang bang bang.

Instantly, gunpowder filled the air. Countless flashes of fire exploded, and Xiaochuan Yashi also took this opportunity to clutch his chest and leap over the wall, hobbling away.

When Kimura Yu and Mo Fei arrived at the Fujino Dojo in police cars, they witnessed the scene:

Xiaochuan Yashi, one of the elders of Japan’s most powerful Mizuno Clan, renowned in the Samurai Realm of Japan, couldn’t last a few moves against Xiao Tian, repeatedly retreating, covered with wounds.

Although Xiaochuan Yashi wasn’t as famous as Fujino Katsuyuki in the Samurai Realm of Japan, anyone who could obtain the position of elder in the Mizuno Clan was no ordinary person.

Seeing Kimura Yu in a daze beside him, Mo Fei asked curiously, "What’s wrong? Is that person strong?"

Kimura Yu stared blankly at Xiao Tian in the courtyard ahead, feeling a pang in his heart.

Just how much is this Huaxia police officer hiding?

After a while, Kimura Yu slowly said, "That fallen one was one of the five elders of the Mizuno Clan. In earlier years, he was a renowned master in his region, known as ’Fast Sword Determination’ in the Samurai Realm of Japan, once someone who dueled with the military, killed high-ranking officials, and retreated unscathed!"

Mo Fei’s eyes flashed with curiosity; no matter what, today certainly broadened his horizons.

No one saw how Xiao Tian struck. Only Xiaochuan had more wounds on his body, one cut after another.

These Japanese might be strong, but they were utterly vulnerable in front of Xiao Tian.

Xiaochuan Yashi’s speed could already be described as monstrous, faster than a bullet, no wonder nicknamed "Fast Sword Determination."

But in front of Xiao Tian, he seemed like a three-year-old child. No matter how fast you are, he’s faster!

After only a few brief exchanges, Xiaochuan Yashi was already bruised and battered, unrecognizable even to his mother.

And the scar on Xiaochuan Yashi’s chest was even more horrifying to behold.

"Impossible... impossible!!! I am an elder of the Mizuno Clan!!!" Xiaochuan Yashi’s face twisted with rage, his eyes bloodshot, clearly unable to accept losing to Xiao Tian.

Seizing a gap in Xiaochuan Yashi’s attack, Xiao Tian sidestepped, then directly grabbed his arm.

Xiao Tian exerted force with both hands, ruthlessly throwing Xiaochuan Yashi away.

"Run!!!" Seeing Xiaochuan Yashi thrown over by Xiao Tian, his body enlarging in their eyes, several bodyguards backed away in fright.

Swish--------------------

The next moment, Xiaochuan Yashi’s body flew back like a kite with a broken line, crashing solidly against the wall. With a sound of crumbling bricks, the entire wall was punctured with a large hole by Xiaochuan Yashi.

Instantly, Xiaochuan Yashi spat out fresh blood, his breath weak.

"This is a total beatdown!" Kimura Yu widened his eyes, watching Xiaochuan Yashi getting beaten beyond recognition, filled with disbelief.

Kimura Yu, being Japanese, understands Xiaochuan Yashi’s identity and strength. Who would have thought he’d be so helpless against Xiao Tian?

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Just as Xiao Tian was about to finish off Xiaochuan, Fujimura Nozomi suddenly shouted from behind.

"Shoot!! Kill him!!!"

As soon as Fujimura Nozomi finished speaking, countless bodyguards pulled out their pistols and fired a volley at Xiao Tian.

Bang bang bang bang.

In an instant, gunpowder filled the air. Countless flashes of fire exploded. Bullets ricocheted everywhere, turning the entire courtyard into a storm of flying debris and dust.

Countless elite bodyguards wearing sunglasses, the black firearms in their hands exuding a cold aura.

Seeing the gunfire spreading, instantly enveloping Xiao Tian inside, Fujimura Nozomi couldn’t help but say with glee, "Hahaha, thank goodness I had a backup plan. So what if you can fight? Can you handle my guns?"

At this moment, Fujimura Nozomi’s heart was filled with joy, believing that Xiao Tian was doomed.

In this level of bullet shower, forget a living person. Even a rat would be turned into a sieve!

The bullet storm swept through, leaving the entire courtyard in a chaos of dust and gunpowder. The previously feigning-dead Xiaochuan Yashi saw this and quickly bit his teeth to climb over the wall, sneaking away.

"Xiao Tian!!" The gunfire echoed, shattering leaves and branches. The surroundings were ignited by the gunfire, blazing flames spreading, momentarily blocking Yu Ningxue’s view from the police car.

Yu Ningxue bit her lip and directly jumped out of the car, intending to rush into the fire sea amidst the stunned gazes of everyone.

"Miss Yu!"

Kimura Yu was just about to step forward to stop her when he saw a figure seeming to walk out from within the flames.

Everyone was instantly stupefied, as if time had come to a standstill.

Seeing the increasingly clear face, Fujimura Nozomi’s expression became more and more broken and twisted.

Then, they all saw Xiao Tian leisurely walk out from the fire sea unscathed, holding a dagger in his hand at that moment.

"Impossible!! I clearly saw bullets hit you!!" Fujimura Nozomi felt an inexplicable fear, retreated two steps, and said.

"Oh?" Xiao Tian appeared calm, extending his right hand and slowly opening it.

"Are you talking about these bullets?"

Under the sunlight, countless bullet shells reflected dazzling light one after another, dropping to the ground and rolling around.