Chapter 406

Chapter 406 All-Out Battle

Wanyan Zhengyong’s combat experience was extraordinarily rich, and in this situation he had already judged that there was simply no way he could dodge this attack!

He never expected that among the ranks of the Eastern warriors, there would be such a formidable expert!

This was someone who could tip the scales of the entire battle!

“Is this how I die?”

Facing the figure dropping from midair, in that moment, a thought like this actually flashed through Wanyan Zhengyong’s mind.

“Watch out, Chief!”

Wanyan Zhengyong did not die. At this critical moment, a Yuanwei Gang disciple suddenly appeared from the side and threw himself in front of Wanyan Zhengyong!

“Dazhuang!”

Wanyan Zhengyong roared!

At that moment, the one standing in front of him was none other than Wang Dazhuang — the man who had been badly wounded in fierce combat with Honda Guibu and then saved by Su Rui!

That battle had left him with over 800 stitches across his body, as though he were covered in patches. Before their departure this time, Wanyan Zhengyong had specifically sought out Wang Dazhuang and urged him, still barely recovered from his severe injuries, to skip this long journey. But Wang Dazhuang had shaken his head and grinned, saying: “Chief, you don’t need to give me special treatment. Whatever the brothers can do, I can do too.”

And so Wang Dazhuang walked north together with all his Yuanwei Gang brothers, and it was because of this that they ran straight into the Eastern warriors!

The lead warrior’s feet slammed hard into Wang Dazhuang’s chest!

Even with his bull-like physique, that kick shattered a large section of his ribcage, sending his entire body flying back more than ten meters before crashing heavily into a tree trunk!

No one could tell just how much strength that lead warrior possessed — when Wang Dazhuang hit the tree, he snapped the entire trunk clean in half!

There was no telling how many bones in his body had broken!

Wanyan Zhengyong had also been knocked to the ground. Staring at Wang Dazhuang’s drooping head nearby, he let out a grief-stricken roar: “Dazhuang!”

If not for Wang Dazhuang’s selfless sacrifice, it would have been Wanyan Zhengyong himself with a shattered chest, dead on the spot!

The lead warrior had already landed. Looking down at Wanyan Zhengyong lying on the ground glaring up at him, a mocking smile crept onto the corner of his lips.

“Sick men of East Asia, enjoy your night of death tonight!”

With that, he raised the long blade in his hand, and the cold gleam along its edge grew more and more blinding!

“You think you’re enough to kill me?” Wanyan Zhengyong let out a fierce shout, his body suddenly springing up. His one remaining right arm swung his long blade and crashed it hard against the warrior’s sword!

Sparks flew everywhere! Wanyan Zhengyong’s blade snapped on impact!

The two weapons were simply not in the same league!

“Remember my name — I am Yamamoto Kyokusen!”

Wanyan Zhengyong’s expression sharpened!

This man’s surname was actually Yamamoto!

Wanyan Zhengyong didn’t know who Yamamoto Kyokusen was, but he knew that within the Yamamoto Group, anyone bearing the Yamamoto name held an extremely high status!

These Yamamoto clan members rarely showed themselves openly, and most had completely retreated behind the scenes. Looking at Yamamoto Kyokusen, Wanyan Zhengyong could be almost certain that he was no low-ranking warrior — he was a high-level ninja!

To possess such extraordinary lightness skills, he had to be an upper-level ninja — a jonin!

Even across the entire Yamamoto Group, there couldn’t be more than a handful of jonin. In this day and age, the appearance of a single jonin was enough to be called a national treasure of the East!

It seemed that in coming to China this time, the Yamamoto Group had far greater ambitions than anyone had imagined!

After sizing up his opponent’s identity, Wanyan Zhengyong showed not the slightest trace of fear. Instead he rose to his feet and burst into loud laughter — a laughter filled with an indescribable boldness and exhilaration!

“What are you laughing at?” Yamamoto Kyokusen’s brow furrowed slightly. He wasn’t worried that Wanyan Zhengyong could escape from his hands. He was confident that a single swing of his blade would cut the man in two.

“I’m laughing because the so-called greatest yakuza organization in the East really thinks highly of my Yuanwei Gang — to wipe us out, they actually saw fit to send a jonin!” Wanyan Zhengyong rose from the ground, patted his aching ribcage, and said: “Did they ever consider what a devastating loss it would be for the entire Yamamoto Group if a jonin like you were to fall here in China?”

“Fall here in China?” Yamamoto Kyokusen let out a cold laugh. “Do you even know what it means to talk big?”

He had already lost his patience and had no intention of giving these Chinese people any more chances!

Wanyan Zhengyong stepped back a large pace and said coldly: “Even though I’ve lost one arm, even if I can’t keep you here, there’s no way I’m letting you come and go as you please!”

He paused, then called out loudly: “Old Tian!”

A long whistle rang out, and Old Tian’s figure instantly swept into view. His palm strike was already in motion, a fierce surge of force driving straight toward Yamamoto Kyokusen’s back!

Wanyan Zhengyong launched his attack at the same time. Though losing an arm had greatly affected his body’s agility, it did nothing to diminish the seamless coordination he and Tian Bingyi had built over many years of fighting together!

Yamamoto Kyokusen let out a cold snort, stamped his right foot hard into the ground, and launched himself upward in a rapid spinning leap!

Such lightness skill was simply breathtaking to behold!

As he rose into the air, the long blade in Yamamoto Kyokusen’s hand swept out a web of blade energy, and a fierce curtain of sword light simultaneously enveloped both Wanyan Zhengyong and Tian Bingyi!

Total offense, total defense!

Faced with this blade net, Tian Bingyi pressed forward instead of retreating, letting out another long cry. His seemingly aged body erupted with tremendous power, and he burst through the curtain of blade light, shooting himself into the air as well!

A rain of blood fell from the sky as Tian Bingyi’s palm landed squarely on the jonin Yamamoto Kyokusen’s body!

He had risked his life to break through Yamamoto Kyokusen’s defense!

The latter let out a pained roar, his body tumbling through several consecutive flips in midair before landing atop a treetop more than ten meters away!

At that moment, Wanyan Zhengyong had come just a hair’s breadth from also landing a blow on Yamamoto Kyokusen — it was simply that the latter’s lightness skill was far too formidable. Otherwise, the two of them working together would have been enough to finish him off!

“Sick men of East Asia — you actually managed to wound me!”

Yamamoto Kyokusen wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and looked at Tian Bingyi, a flash of cruel intent appearing in his eyes!

Old Tian had just forced his way through the opponent’s blade net, and in doing so had suffered extremely serious injuries. His body had been slashed open by the high-speed blade edge more times than anyone could count, and his long robe was soaked through with blood — a horrifying sight!

“Old Tian, how are you holding up?” Wanyan Zhengyong asked. His own martial skill was considerably weaker than Tian Bingyi’s — if he had been the one to force through the blade net just now, he likely would have been shredded by the sword light before he ever got close to Yamamoto!

“Just surface wounds.” Only Old Tian himself knew the true extent of his injuries. He couldn’t remember how many years it had been since he’d faced an enemy this powerful. But there was not a single trace of fear in his heart!

“Then let’s keep going!” Wanyan Zhengyong let out a long laugh, and together with Tian Bingyi, both of them drenched in blood, they charged at Yamamoto Kyokusen once more!

“Fools who don’t know when to quit!” Yamamoto Kyokusen let out a cold snort and flew down to meet them, tangling with the two Yuanwei Gang powerhouses!

The three figures clashed for a while before Wanyan Zhengyong, dressed in his pale gold long robe, was the first to be sent flying, his body slamming into a large tree before crashing heavily to the ground!

He felt an overwhelming tightness in his chest, and on instinct he opened his mouth and coughed up a large mouthful of blood!

Meanwhile, the blood-soaked Tian Bingyi exchanged a palm strike with Yamamoto Kyokusen — he was pushed back five steps, while the opponent only retreated two!

Wanyan Zhengyong opened his mouth, revealing teeth stained red with blood, and said: “Old Tian, if you were ten years younger, he’d be no match for you at all!”

He could see it clearly, and it filled him with frustration — the opponent was obviously in his prime, with a massive advantage in age. As far as Wanyan Zhengyong was concerned, the Yuanwei Gang could lose to Su Rui, could lose to the Qinglong Gang, but they absolutely could not be wiped out by a group of Eastern warriors!

That would be a lifelong disgrace for every member of the Yuanwei Gang!

Tian Bingyi’s arms were already trembling slightly. He pressed a hand to his chest and steadied the qi and blood that had been shaken loose: “Damn jonin — leave your life here!”

Though Old Tian was already running low on strength, he believed that with his and Wanyan Zhengyong’s combined effort, even at the cost of their lives they could inflict serious wounds on Yamamoto Kyokusen!

Tian Bingyi held his breath and did not use this moment to recover his strength. Instead he stamped both feet into the ground and launched himself like a cannonball, crashing hard toward Yamamoto Kyokusen!

The latter was pushed back two steps, his heart seething with fury. He never imagined that in a China where martial arts had been in steady decline, someone could actually wound him!

Seeing Old Tian press forward with an attack despite being severely injured, his gaze filled with a ruthless killing intent!

“You will all die!”

Yamamoto Kyokusen swung his long blade and drove straight into Tian Bingyi!

Both sides unleashed their peak combat techniques, releasing every ounce of killing intent in their bodies without reservation!

Watching the three figures locked in combat from a distance, Wanyan Huazhong was burning with anxiety!

“Why aren’t they here yet, why aren’t they here?”

He knew that Uncle Yu had already died in battle, and that his father and Uncle Tian represented the absolute peak of the Yuanwei Gang’s fighting strength. If they both died, the outcome of this encounter would be all too clear!

Wanyan Huazhong could think of no other way to save the Yuanwei Gang — only Su Rui could do it!

Just at that moment, Tian Bingyi’s body erupted in a great spray of blood!

Yamamoto Kyokusen’s long blade had sliced from his left shoulder all the way down to his abdomen!

If not for the years Tian Bingyi had spent tempering his body, he would have been cut in two right then and there. The blood pouring from the wound was a truly horrifying sight!

And Wanyan Zhengyong had likewise been kicked away, lying on the ground unable to get up for a long while!

“I will make China’s gangs understand that the Yamamoto Group of the East will ultimately conquer this land!” Yamamoto Kyokusen wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth once more and said coldly.

At this point in the battle, the situation was undeniably very favorable for Yamamoto Kyokusen. Although Tian Bingyi and Wanyan Zhengyong had managed to wound him together, the injuries were not severe enough to be life-threatening and would not significantly affect his ability to keep fighting!

A single swing of his blade could easily end both their lives!

Once they were dead, the current stalemate would tip decisively in one direction!

Just as Yamamoto Kyokusen seemed on the verge of seeing victory, a burst of rapid gunfire suddenly rang out from the edge of the forest!