Yang Ming's one hand was clamped by the fat man's human flesh shield mountain, and he couldn't advance or retreat, while the other hand was also pressed by the fat man's heavy fist, and his whole body was like a bamboo stick supporting a precarious boulder, which was broken at the touch of a button. In the eyes of everyone, Yang Ming at this time was already meat on the board, slaughtered by others, if the fat man attacked with another punch, Yang Ming would definitely lose.

"You've lost!" The fat man's eyes narrowed into a slit, obviously he was already holding the victory, and as everyone wished, he roared out with another punch, directly attacking Yang Ming's face.

Hanako didn't have time to think about it, and just when she couldn't help but make a move, the battle situation in front of her suddenly changed.

The fat man's strong fist roared out, and Yang Ming pulled out a foot with a little force, and kicked it at the fat man's knee joint. The fat man was hit in the crook of the leg, fell to his knees in pain, and the punch he hit lost its accuracy, passing by Yang Ming. At the moment when the fat man's body was short, Yang Ming's feet changed, his body leaned sideways, and the other leg jumped up from behind him with the momentum of a scorpion's tail, and the fat man's head was kicked squarely. As soon as Yang Ming let go of his hands, a donkey rolled on the spot and dodged, and the fat man fell to the ground with a bang, stirring up a cloud of dust.

"Beautiful!" The audience who sweated for Yang Ming before applauded, although Sanji did not use ninjutsu, but his punch was also full of tons of strength, and Yang Ming was able to resist and win from the front, which was already commendable. Sakuragi Jiro was speechless, this level of competition, it can only be seen that Yang Ming has a certain foundation in technical attack and physical strength, in case he encounters the unpredictable Shangnin of the sunrise, even if he has steel armor, he can only be the turtle in the urn, being played with in the palm of his hand.

"Boy, don't you know that I eat with my face, you dare to step on my face with your foot, I'm welcome!" As Yang Ming expected, the fat man quickly stood up again. Judging from the touch of the foot on the fat man's face just now, the fat man's physical defense is not ordinary, and the moment he is attacked, his muscles and fat will turn into a perfect anti-impact shield, dissolving the strength in a slight. Yang Ming's attack just now only surprised him slightly.

In Yang Ming's unprepared situation, the fat man on the opposite side actually shrank suddenly, and the whole person turned into a thin man with strange skin, the skin with a black metallic texture was like rhinoceros skin, and the fat man looked like a malnourished gorilla at this time.

At the speed of a bullet, the fat man's feet made an explosion, and the afterimage pulled out a road of dust, and the person had already rushed to Yang Ming's body, a cold light appeared, and a katana that was said to be long and short was cut out of the air, and everyone's hearts couldn't help but tighten, Shanzhi's ape attack technique is not strong, even if the senior brother and the second senior brother are against this move, I am afraid they will be afraid of three points!

Yang Ming was still thinking about where the fat man opposite hid his hundreds of catties of fat, but the fat man was already close at hand, this speed really surprised Yang Ming, he thought that the fat man was using illusion, but he didn't expect the fat man to use real skills. It's hard to imagine how strong a fat man would have to be if he really was a fat man of five hundred pounds, and wanted to reach the same speed as a bullet!

The speed of the blade was almost at the limit of pulling out a screech of metal rubbing, Yang Ming didn't dare to make a hard connection, and with the force under his feet, he easily withdrew a few steps. At this time, he who controlled the realm only needed to release his power a little

, he will win easily, but the fat man's strange ninjutsu has aroused his interest, and he wants to continue watching.

"Hmm~" Yang Ming's dodge action is very much like a feline full of alertness, at the moment of being attacked unexpectedly, dodging is completely instinctive, and the action is not a trace of harshness and panic, full of visual ornamentation, and everyone can't help but exclaim.

Sanji couldn't hit a blow, his body dissipated with the wind, it turned out that he had already fled, and everyone turned their eyes to Yang Ming dizzyingly, but saw that Yang Ming dodged Sanji's attack again. In this way, under the gaze of everyone, a person and a shadow are entangled, like an ink painting full of Chinese characteristics, which is pleasing to the eye.

"Take the knife!"

At this moment, Sakuragi Jiro's voice broke the deadlock, a knife drew a parabola and flew towards Yang Ming, Yang Ming reached out to pick it up, the fat man would definitely not let him get his wish, the short knife cut out a round of full moon from the air, Yang Ming had expected that the fat man would have this hand, and with a turn of his feet, the outstretched hand suddenly changed direction, and suddenly shot out in the direction of the crescent moon.

Not good!

The moment Sanji Kino noticed that the situation was not good, his chest had been hit by a majestic momentum, and a sense of bifurcation came from his chest, followed by the pain that made him mess up his feet and spread all over his body, and the breath he held was reluctantly spit out, and the ninjutsu was also broken, and the black lines on his skin were scattered, and Sanji Kino swelled into a small mountain like a sponge that had absorbed water, sitting on the ground, and his hands pressed against his chest and he couldn't speak.

"Did Sanji lose?" asked after a brief silence.

"Looking at his uncomfortable face, it seems that he has no combat effectiveness!"

"No, it seems that Yang Ming's appearance is very easy, and Sanji's ape attack technique has been lost like this?"

"In my opinion, if it weren't for the second senior brother who gave the knife, Yang Ming would still be very passive, but I misunderstood that the second senior brother was deliberately embarrassed just now, but I didn't expect him to be a real undercover agent. ”

"......" The whispers of the senior brother fell into Sakuragi Jiro's ears, and Sakuragi Jiro immediately blushed: I just want to see Yang Ming's cultivation on the blade, your over-interpretation is too!

The katana fell steadily into his hand, Yang Ming coquettishly put away the knife, walked to Yamaji Kino, and made a gesture of six with one hand, connecting a few strokes on Yamaji Kino's body. Sanji Kino only felt a dark energy pass through the fat layer like his city wall, and stirred a few times on the muscle tissue, and the muscles of his body squirmed uncontrollably, and the pain in his chest was swept away.

"Taught!"

Shanzhi bowed to Yang Ming under the gaze of his senior brothers, and then walked off the field with a complicated face, and a group of senior brothers immediately surrounded him curiously, and asked in a gossipy voice: "Shanzhi, tell me why you just sat on the ground?"

"Yang Ming, it's more than that! I'm afraid that only the second senior brother present has the strength to fight!" A very high sentence came out of Yamaji Muno's mouth, without any element of boasting, judging from Yang Ming's help to dredge his chest spasm, Yang Ming was not helpless against his defense, and the defense circle of his flesh shield technique was proved by the fact that a few fingers of secret energy could easily pass through his flesh shield technique.

Under the muttering of Sanji's god, everyone turned their eyes to the hot-eyed Sakuragi Jiro, and under the watchful eye, Sakuragi Jiro lived up to the crowd

Wangdi jumped into the driving range.

"Please advise!"

……

Shinjuku Ward, the most prosperous area in the eastern capital, lurks a group of restless careerists under the gorgeous exterior.

In the spring cherry blossom kabukicho, several beautiful girls in kimonos wave fans, and a bearded man kneels on the chair, and two greasy uncles of the same age are on the left and right, and several people beat to the cheerful rhythm of the instrument, laughing and whispering a few words from time to time.

"Mr. Junichiro Koizumi, Nobita is here. An old man's voice came from outside the door, Junichiro Koizumi waved his hand in disappointment, and several dancing girls retreated.

"Call him in!" Junichiro Koizumi, although he was a little disappointed at this time, heard the name Nobita, he remembered something pleasant.

A young man walked into the room, it was none other than Nobita Kimura, the apprentice of Yagyu Masahiro's family. Nobita Kimura bowed respectfully to Junichiro Koizumi and knelt down next to him.

"Nobita, you came to see me at this time, could it be that Yagyu Masahiro's old thing is about to braid, right?" Junichiro Koizumi clearly remembered his instructions to Kimura Nobita, unless it was a big turn for the life and death of the Iga faction, otherwise, until Yagyu Masahiro was about to breathe, he was not allowed to come back to see him.

"No, teacher, Yanagi Masahiro didn't know where to invite a Han doctor, I didn't see him for half an hour, and he became lively again, not only was he completely sick, his voice was like a bell, but even the momentum of the whole person became more intimidating than before, full of energy, people couldn't believe that he was a patient half an hour ago!" Kimura Nobita's tone of speech had a heart-to-heart feeling, if it weren't for Junichiro Koizumi knowing him, he would have almost thought that he was an exaggerated acting school.

"How is it possible! How can we be a Han doctor who can't cure a disease that is famous all over the world for the medical level of our Great Nippon Empire! Are you sure it's really Yanagi Masahiro?"

Junichiro Koizumi was stunned. He has long understood that Yagyu Masahiro's condition is not incurable, but no one dares to treat it, because the cancerous area of the ventricular wall is too large, and even if it is surgery, the success rate is infinitely close to zero. And once Yagyu Masahiro undergoes surgery, even if he is protected by the emperor and narrowly escapes death, facing a few months of recuperation, he will let the group of people of the Koga faction take advantage of it, which is tantamount to asking for his own death. Rehabilitation is nonsense at all, maybe this is just Yanagi Masahiro's empty city plan, so that others can swagger through the market in the skin of Yanagi Masahiro, and the real Yanagi Masahiro is afraid that he has already been at large.

"Definitely, I added a little fly-repellent to the incense in his room, and the special smell mixed with cherry blossoms will precipitate more and more once it sticks to someone's body, and I can skillfully distinguish how long the smell has settled, and I can't be wrong!" Nobita Kimura said flatly.

"Then did he have surgery?" Junichiro Koizumi asked, if Yagyu Masahiro had surgery, then he really stepped into the grave himself, in addition to his ghost knife faction, the Koga faction and the soul hunting faction also paid attention to the Iga faction, which was about to fall into the wolves, all the time, and was ready to attack.

"I can't see that he looks like he has undergone surgery, his face is ruddy, he is refreshed, he is completely reincarnated! Judging from the aura emanating from his body, his strength seems to be better than seven years ago!" (https:)

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