After losing three rounds in a row, Adam came in an aggressive manner and confidently competed, but in the end, he was slapped in the face.
This fourth round, they absolutely cannot lose! If they lose again, they will lose all face of the Eight-Nation Alliance Army.
"Commander Adam, who will you send for the fourth round?"
Xia Hao did not hide her happy smile. She looked at Adam and spoke to make Adam suffer internal injuries.
"If you lose again, you won't have any face, right? In China, although there is a saying to leave some face for others, that is for guests. For shameless people like you, we will not let you win any of these seven rounds! "
"Don't be too proud! Your luck has run out! "
Adam gritted his teeth, "Your experts have all come out, and I still have a lot of experts on my side! Next, you can't rely on luck to win! "
"Then, Commander Adam, please send out the person for the fourth round."
Xia Hao said with a smile.
"Kid, you're courting death!"
Adam flew into a rage. He had been angry for a long time today.
"Little Jiro, it's your turn to perform!"
"Hai!"
A short man with a height of 1.6 meters nodded. His figure suddenly turned into a phantom and disappeared in front of everyone. When he reappeared, he was already standing on the stage.
"Ninja?"
Li Fan touched his chin and looked at the ninja in front of him.
He is also from the Koga clan? But it doesn't look like it. Takeda Lan told him that the Koga clan of Japan has strict requirements for the ninjas under them. First of all, the disciples must wear the corresponding ninja attire. Genin have their own attire, Chunin have their own attire, and Jonin have their own attire.
This is a strict requirement for the disciples, and absolutely no mistakes are allowed!
But this ninja in front of him, he is wearing a black gown, and no one knows where he came from.
"Baka …."
The short man called Little Jiro looked at Xia Hao and sneered, "This round, who will die?"
The short man could speak Chinese, and this time, Le Xiaohu could not help but jump out.
"Come come come! Let this young master play with you, shorty! "
Le Xiaohu was young, and he was not tall in the past. But after practicing martial arts on the island for a year, when he came back, he had grown quite a bit. After he finished mocking, he lowered his body and instantly flew over ten meters away from the stage, directly arriving in front of the shorty.
"Black Tiger Steals Heart!"
Le Xiaohu liked to fight fast. He came up and clawed at the ninja's chest.
"Alright!"
The martial artists watching from the sidelines applauded. Le Xiaohu's [Black Tiger Steals Heart] was almost textbook standard! Moreover, Le Xiaohu's moves were as fast as lightning. Even if it was him, it would be difficult to block his ordinary Black Tiger Steals the Heart!
Li Fan was also gratified, but he knew that the ninja of the island country would not be defeated so easily.
Sure enough, the ninja's body suddenly turned into a piece of dead wood and fell to the ground with a thud.
"Eh?"
Le Xiaohu was a little surprised. This Japanese could transform?
He suddenly remembered that ninjas seemed to have this trick.
At this time, he felt a chill behind him. Le Xiaohu fiercely turned his head, and the ninja had already appeared behind him. At the same time, the ninja was holding a katana in his hand, fiercely slashing at his head!
This ninja's assassination technique was indeed brutal. If it was an ordinary person, he would definitely be killed in one move.
However, Le Xiaohu had also gone through thousands of hardships. He instantly sensed the danger and leaped back.
Tiger Leap!
A tiger leap, how ferocious was it! Originally, Li Fan mastered the Tiger Leap, which was used to pounce on the enemy and subdue the enemy in one move!
However, after Le Xiaohu learned it, he also made some changes. Now, this Tiger Leap could not only be used to subdue the enemy, but also to retreat. Le Xiaohu leaped five meters away, causing the ninja's assassination to fail.
"Stupid!"
Jiang Ye's reprimanding voice came over, "You're the chief disciple, don't tell me you didn't notice the strangeness of this shorty's movement technique?"
"What's the hurry, Young Master is just playing with him."
Le Xiaohu was somewhat unconvinced. His impatient temper could not be changed in a short time.
"Haha, Little Jiro is a genetically modified ninja!"
Adam laughed, "No matter who he wants to kill, he has never failed!"
"Is that so?"
Le Xiaohu snorted. He leaped over and attacked the shorty fiercely.
However, the shorty's movement technique was strange, and he even used a clone technique to disrupt Le Xiaohu's attack rhythm.
Li Fan gently frowned. If this went on, it would not be beneficial to Le Xiaohu. After all, Le Xiaohu's physical strength was not limitless. As long as the shorty found an opportunity, he could kill Le Xiaohu in one move!
"Husband, do you really not need help?"
Chun Er could not help but ask.
"No hurry, let's wait and see first."
Li Fan crossed his arms and stood in the crowd, enduring the uneasiness.
Le Xiaohu was his chief disciple. If he could not even beat a strengthened ninja, then he might as well give up on martial arts.
The surrounding martial artists were also discussing. Looking at Le Xiaohu who was getting more and more tired, they also felt that it was dangerous.
"This master's chief disciple is not that great …"
"Are we going to lose?"
"Sigh, I didn't expect the chief disciple to have such a name!"
The voices of these people seemed to make Le Xiaohu more and more impatient. He became uneasy, and the rhythm of his attacks became more chaotic. He crushed a few shorties in a row, but they were all the opponent's clones.
Meanwhile, Le Xiaohu's foot was suddenly tripped by a rope. He staggered and fell to the ground. Everyone shook their heads. It's over, Le Xiaohu is dead for sure.
The shorty laughed strangely as he appeared behind Le Xiaohu, and the katana in his hand slashed toward Le Xiaohu's neck.
At this critical moment, a black-furred tigerman suddenly popped out from behind Le Xiaohu. This guy was more than three meters tall, and his tiger claws were like sharp blades! The tigerman's claws pierced through the shorty's lower abdomen and lifted him into the air.
Blood flowed down the tiger's claws and spilled on the ground.
Everyone was dumbfounded, and Adam's mouth was wide open.
Le Xiaohu sat on the ground, smiling at the shorty who was stabbed in the air by his Martial God True Body.
"If it wasn't for Elder Xia not allowing the Young Master to kill, you would be dead now. You shorty, your strength is not bad, and your movements are strange, but you are still too far away from me, the Young Master! "
Only then did everyone realize that Le Xiaohu was just playing with the shorty. Let him be happy first, then despair later.
"Too weak."
Le Xiaohu swung his hand, and the shorty's body was thrown to the ground.
"Is there no strong opponent?"
Le Xiaohu sighed as he returned to Elder Xia's back. Adam was so angry that he almost crushed his white teeth.
How could this be! They actually lost the fourth round?
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