Chapter 193: Karate Disciple!

"Humph! Are you very confident? ”

Ye Xiuwen sneered, so that he was not afraid of the threat of the black dragon.

He is a special soldier in China, and as a special soldier, how can he be afraid of the threat of an enemy?

"Brush!"

Ye Xiuwen moved, and with the same knife drawing action, he slashed at the black dragon, he said to see how this black dragon could be prevented.

"A knife stream? It didn't work for me! ”

The black dragon retreated with a smile, his lower abdomen was retracted, although it looked funny, but he easily dodged Ye Xiuwen's knife.

As soon as Ye Xiuwen's knife style changed, when the knife slashed in front of the black dragon, the handle of the knife reversed, and with a stab pull, the knife turned around and slashed towards the front chest of the black dragon.

And this knife is the essence of drawing a knife.

In other words, many people can do the first form of drawing a knife, but at the time of this second form, it is often difficult for many people to understand the essence of it. In the end, the tiger is not an anti-dog.

But Ye Xiuwen did it, and it only took him three days to comprehend the essence of this knife.

A slash obliquely, swing away the opponent's defense, return the knife and cut back, the enemy in front of him, nineteen, eighty-nine can't be defended.

But I don't want to, this black dragon really had two blows, he had previously tucked his abdomen, and the knife slashed through, and when Ye Xiuwen backhanded the knife and slashed at his chest, his body, like an anti-'S' shape, easily dodged it again.

"How? Your one-knife stream is useless to me! ”

The black dragon dodged Ye Xiuwen's slashes one after another, and he was still in the mood to grab the wine glass on the table, his expression was very calm.

"Hello? Your time is out! ”

Ye Xiuwen's right hand holding the knife knocked the watch on his left wrist.

"No, five seconds to go,......"

Speaking of this, the black dragon picked up the wine glass in his right hand, and the person rushed straight towards Ye Xiuwen.

Ye Xiuwen grabbed the knife with both hands and stabbed straight at the black dragon, and the knife actually rotated 180 degrees and stabbed the black dragon in the chest.

"Brush!"

It was the kind of body that seemed to be funny and weird, and the black dragon actually twisted his body and bypassed Ye Xiuwen's direct stabbing knife.

Ye Xiuwen changed his moves, and the katana was cut horizontally, but at this time, he found that the knife in his hand was difficult to move an inch.

"How? You can't move, can you? The black dragon grabbed Ye Xiuwen's wrist holding the knife with one hand, and with the other hand, he gently poured the champagne into his mouth.

"It's over!"

The black dragon drank the wine, let out a sneer, his left foot flew up, and kicked directly at Ye Xiuwen's right rib, Ye Xiuwen raised his right leg to block, but he noticed that the opponent's strength was strong, just like a bulldozer, crushing towards him.

His right leg was paralyzed in an instant, and the whole person, too, lost his center of gravity, flew out, and crashed into the big closet on one side.

"Whoa!"

The glass of the large wardrobe, along with the wooden doors, was shattered.

"Ugh!"

Ye Xiuwen made a painful sound, and there were abrasions on the left side of his face, and on his left arm, as well as scars from being punctured by glass.

And his right leg, like a broken one, would not listen to him at all.

"Huh? I didn't lie to you, did I? It's easy for me to kill you,......"

The black dragon said proudly.

"Hehe, you madman, you are not a disciple of the sword!"

Ye Xiuwen finally saw that the number of black dragons was not a one-knife stream. Otherwise, there will never be such a great kung fu.

"Yes, you guessed it, I'm a disciple of karate, huh! ...... Alright, it's time to send you on your way, my Mr. Black Wolf,......"

PS: Thank you for the "other half of the responsibility" is to bear the "brother's reward", Mo Da! I feel that this brother will definitely become a celebrity, quack!