Hidden Assassin

"Aramaki Mahi, I'm here to kill you."

A calm and calm voice sounded in the slightly empty gymnasium. Except for Kaoru, Masanori Tianyu, and Yui Longdang, who knew this would happen before, everyone else had been attracted by this sudden change. The old man also suddenly opened his eyes and looked sharply at the young man walking over.

If the previous scene of the security guard being hit by a chair only made Han Gangcheng feel confused and puzzled, now seeing the Japanese flying several meters away, his mind was almost on the verge of panic. Such a calm feeling , speed and precision, he had never even imagined. Buntaro, Tsukichi Tetsuya and others in the stands had their mouths wide open for a long time. Thinking back to their provocation yesterday morning, their palms were covered in cold sweat.

Chen Guxia almost stood up immediately. As an internal member of Yanhuang Awakening, he certainly knew that Jia Ming's background was supported by Jian Suyan. By now, everyone had more or less concluded that Jiaming's martial arts skills should be very good. , but even if it is good, there is always a limit for an eighteen-year-old boy. At this time, he is facing seven or eight Pei Luojia's killers. In addition, in terms of swordsmanship, he is not even inferior to top killers such as Minamoto no Yori Toso. Aramaki Maseyo, he actually walked through it alone and empty-handed! Saying it while walking away, no matter how foolhardy you are, it shouldn't be like this.

However, maybe Jian Suyan has already reached this point...

Amidst all kinds of thoughts, the killer in the stands did not fire. On the one hand, since they were running a martial arts gym, they had come to kick it out with harsh words in the past. On the other hand, they were paying more attention to this. On the other side of the stands, Takamagahara and Yuechi, since Aramaki Shinse is sitting below them, within this distance, they have full confidence in this swordsman master. And the other side. These people were watching the accident happen. They have also begun to be on guard against possible firefights that may occur at any time.

The atmosphere of the entire stadium changed after Ji Ming's words. It was almost compressed into a powder keg that could explode at any time. It's unbearably suffocating.

The next moment, a voice broke this frozen feeling.

"Baga!"

He directly said that he wanted to kill people in front of his face, completely looking down on the other party's attitude. As Jiaming's voice fell, an Aramaki disciple almost jumped out from the edge of the field. The sound of the samurai sword passing through the scabbard was sharp and clear. The next moment , the sword was as bright as lightning. It hit Jiaming directly on the head.

With just this one sword move, from drawing the sword to leaping up, to slashing with the samurai sword, the whole movement was quick and smooth, which is enough to show that this person's cultivation is really rigorous and solid, if he has the mentality of teaching disciples like Chen Guxia. Or maybe he will praise this attack greatly. However, before the light of his sword struck, Jia Ming kicked him directly. The blade slashed from in front of him to the ground. The man's body flew several meters away and collided with his two companions into a pile. , the Japanese around the competition ground jumped up one after another. It was also at this time. An exciting blade trembling sound resounded throughout the stadium.

"Xin----"

The sharp katana rushed out of the black scabbard like a white dragon. The moment Aramaki Mashi placed his left hand on the hilt of the sword, the Japanese kendo master's body erupted from a silent kneeling state. The large brown kendo uniform turned into a welcome in the air, and the sound of "crash" was heard in the wind. It sounded like an umbrella suddenly opened in a strong wind and heavy rain. In less than a blink of an eye, his body had already appeared in front of Ji Ming, and his whole body was like a bow with its strings tightened. His eyes full of murderous intent met Shang Jiaming's smile that seemed to be completely unresponsive.

The next moment, a half-moon-shaped sword flew into the sky!

The katana originally drawn out with his backhand was just dragged behind him with one hand. However, at the moment when his body stopped, his right hand held the back of the handle of the knife as if it were the fulcrum of the spool. His left hand followed the inertia and moved the blade from Pushed directly from bottom to top. It looks like it is slashing with the flow, but in fact it is like swinging a long whip. The speed and strength are increased to an incredible level at that moment. The spirit of Japanese swordsmanship that determines life and death with one sword is fully displayed here. Incisively and vividly.

If the response was slower, let alone Jiaming's flesh and blood body, even a wall would probably be cut in half from bottom to top.

But on Jiaming's side, he just turned sideways slowly and quickly, looking stupid. It was as if something exploded from Jiaming's side before the sword light arrived, and the air flow blew him away. Pushing his body to the side, he passively turned sideways. The sword light almost flew up against his body, passing over his chest, the tip of his nose, and his forehead by just a hair. At this moment, His hands were even open in a defenseless state, his clothes were flying, and the smile on his face remained unchanged.

"Aramaki..."

As if murmuring, the sword light suddenly retracted, and then it struck Jiaming's neck straight.

From stillness to movement, from a state of extreme movement to suddenly closing the knife, and then slashing out with all his strength, cleanly and without any sloppiness. Jiaming was still leaning sideways at this time. He shrank his shoulders, lowered his head, and swung the blade across the back of his head.

"you……"

Before he even raised his head, the sword slashed back from left to right. At this time, Jia Ming had already taken a step across and rushed behind Aramaki Mashi. He raised his left hand and punched him.

"Pass……"

It was just a simple misalignment. Aramaki took a step forward along with the sword in the air, turned around, and slashed back with the sword in both hands. Jiaming's fist was still in the air, and the edge of the long knife had already struck his chest. His body was originally rushing this way. Although he had stabilized his steps, his body still had inertia. At this time, it looked as if he took the initiative to hit the blade. Seeing that there was no way to avoid it, his upper body actually seemed to be hit by It fell backwards like a wicker blown by the wind.

To Jiaming, it seemed that what Aramaki was wielding was not a samurai sword, but a cattail leaf fan.

Naturally, it is impossible for such a sword master to swing the sword with all his strength to bring out the wind. However, for Ji Ming, the meaning at this time is like this. When the blade strikes, his body is automatically blown away by the blade, and his arms are raised. If it rises in mid-air, it is naturally impossible to hit the opponent. The long knife swiped under his arm. The tip of the knife was almost close to his chest. At that moment, Aramaki Masayo's pupils suddenly narrowed.

Jiaming raised his left hand in the air. Fingers spread. Hold tight. .

"It's time..."

Time freezes for a moment.

boom----

The land of Aramaki Mashi exploded like a watermelon...

The sound of gunfire rang out in the center of the stadium and spread far away.

No one could have expected such a result, everything that happened seemed like a dream.

"Aramaki, you are out of date..."

In just one sentence, Jia Ming actually spoke very fast. In less than two seconds, Aramaki Makoto rushed out with a knife, and Jia Ming dodged sideways. He stepped forward and punched, and then Aramaki's body flew out together with the katana. All people could see was the faint green smoke coming from the muzzle of the pistol in Jiaming's left hand.

Basically no one could accept this result immediately. Although Kaoru had always admired Jiaming, he never thought that this teacher would cleanly solve Aramaki Mashi in two seconds. Of course, what follows is a more profound psychology of worship. And even Tian Yuzhengze, who had known the details of Jiaming earlier, looked like a fool at this time. On the other side, Yu Shouxi opened his mouth in an "O" shape and tilted his head, looking like a cartoon character in anime. As for others, including Chen Guxia. My mind is basically confused.

Having a gun hidden in your sleeve is hardly a genius tactic. With Aramaki's cultivation level, he was within close range. There is not much difference between a knife and a gun. It can even be said that his knife can be faster than a gun. Just like Jiaming, even if an ordinary killer shoots, he has enough reflexes to avoid the bullet's path. And such a result is basically not caused by any strange tricks, but purely due to speed.

too fast.

The sword that Aramaki slashed out was confident of killing the enemy directly with every blow at close range. However, Jiaming still dodged. If it were someone else, even if they had guns in their sleeves, they would try to do something that was too fast. Covering his ears, he was confident enough to dodge in time, but... he just couldn't dodge.

It wasn't that he was too slow, but that Jiaming was too fast, so he shot his head cleanly.

Of course, they are all professionally trained people. Even in the chaos, these killers who were originally wary of others reacted immediately and pointed their weapons at Jiaming below. However, in Jiaming's case, even this short reaction time may be too long for them.

Just as Aramaki Mashi flew out, another pistol appeared in Kaaki's right hand, and then the lighting equipment in the entire gymnasium glowed in an instant.

It was daytime, and even if all these lights were turned on, it would not hinder too much. However, a sudden change in the surrounding environment would still burden people's vision. As the gunshot in Jiaming's hand rang out, his body also stepped on. Stepping back, his body suddenly turned into a blurry phantom from the stands.

From Chen Guxia's perspective, Jiaming was holding a gun with both hands. When he pulled the trigger, he quickly changed positions and waved his arms as if he had already rehearsed it. Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang gunshots resounded throughout the stadium, and the killers scattered in the stands continued to erupt with blood and minced meat. In the blink of an eye, all eight of them fell down. After the gunshot was fired, a faint smoke filled the air. Only Yu Shouxi's figure quickly disappeared from the stands. The alarm sounded. Security guards rushed in from the main gate and side door. Jiaming stood alone in the middle of the field, without any trace of his presence. He looked around with an expression, then raised his gun again

After Aramaki's disciples, one person's head suddenly burst out with blood, followed by a security guard at the door, and then two kendo disciples. He fired the gun casually and walked toward the side door of the gymnasium... The killing began...

When Chen Guxia and others came out of the front door, the traffic system of more than a dozen nearby blocks was in chaos. It seemed that from the beginning, the traffic lights started going crazy. When the light should be red, the light would turn green. When it should be green, But the red light turned on. Due to the car accident, traffic jams have begun on all roads. There are no police cars that can send reinforcements here as soon as possible...

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