Oh my God, he is not dead!

Chu Nan's body was wounded one by one. Although the three kills and one thing just happened in a moment, dozens of wounds were left on Chu Nan's body, and each wound was flowing with blood. At this moment, Chu Nan was like a bloody man covered in blood.

Jiro Hasegawa held the sword in his left hand and grabbed the hilt with his right hand again. Chu Nan grinned and struggled to get up from the ground. Jiro Hasegawa's pupils contracted and he said coldly: "You avoided all the vital points!"

Chu Nan grinned and said, "Yes, and it's not just that."

Chu Nan's body was a little shaking, like a broken ship swaying on the surface of the sea novel. It could be knocked over by a wave at any time, and even a random wave was enough to completely disintegrate the ship, but his body exuded a momentum that was enough to make everyone frightened.

Chu Nan looked no longer possible, and even when he stood there, he felt a little staggering. But he felt that he had never felt strong before, although blood was still flowing on his body, and his face was terrifyingly pale due to excessive blood loss.

Just now, he avoided all the vital points. Although there were so many wounds on his body, the heaviest wound was not left by Jiro Hasegawa, but by a black-clad killer when facing Jiufeng and the other two.

At that time, Chu Nan escaped from the siege of the three people from Jiufengzhong, but was accidentally inserted into the knife by their black-clothed killer in the back. The wound brought to Chu Nan was actually the worst. Chu Nan had bandaged the wound before, and during the continued martial arts competition, Chu Nan's wound had healed four or five points. His injuries did not recur in the previous few battles, but today, the wound showed some signs of collapse in the battle with Hasegawa Jiro.

Hasegawa Jiro's right hand, holding the hilt, tightened slightly, and the blue veins protruded, and said in a serious tone: "You are the unique genius I have ever seen, far better than me."

"Thank you." Chu Nan grinned, "Fortunately, this battle with you. Otherwise, I wouldn't have broken through to the top level of the king so early."

Jiro Hasegawa was not afraid of Chu Nan's breakthrough at all, not only because Chu Nan is seriously injured now, but because he held something else: "If you think you will definitely beat me by one level higher than me, then you are wrong. Yokoyama Taro's strength is not weaker than your so-called top-level king in China. Since I dare to challenge him, I will naturally hold on."

Jiro Hasegawa suddenly closed his eyes, held his breath at the same time, and said calmly: "I have been studying the basics since I was five years old. I have studied kendo for thirty-three years. I have never stopped studying kendo. In thirty-three years, I have realized the true meaning of kendo and studied the sword of the Three Killings. The "Three Killings Integration" is released. Even if my strength is above me, I have the confidence to kill it and get it under the sword!"

Hasegawa Jiro's strength is still between the middle level of the king and the top level of the king. Although there is only a slight gap, there seems to be a gap between the two. Just like Chu Nan has suffered a considerable injury now, he can still feel a powerful and terrifying force that he has never had before. This is the confidence that Chu Nan dares to face him now.

But Jiro Hasegawa felt the other person's momentum, but did not retreat at all, nor was afraid at all, but only showed a little solemnity. The feeling it gave people was still so light and so full of confidence.

When Zhang Yang saw Chu Nan come alive, he breathed a sigh of relief, but when he saw Chu Nan covered in blood, he wanted to fight again. He punched the two policemen in front of her and rushed in directly. While rushing over, he shouted loudly: "Brother Chu, you can't hit you anymore, it will be dead. Please, you can't hit you anymore!"

Chu Nan turned his head and looked at Zhang Yang, shouting loudly: "Don't worry, go back for me!"

Zhang Yang was so stubborn that he didn't listen to Chu Nan's words that he was still running towards Chu Nan. However, she had just run a few steps. When she was still seven or eight meters away from Chu Nan and the other two, she suddenly felt surprised that she seemed to be deeply trapped in the stormy waves and could no longer move. The aura on Chu Nan's side was terrifying like the stormy waves, and the aura on Hasegawa Jiro was like the endless sea water.

Zhang Yang swallowed a saliva, but she couldn't move anymore. Chu Nan slapped Zhang Yang in the air, and Zhang Yang flew out lightly and flew back into the crowd. This scene made everyone around him feel uproar.

Zhang Yangluo returned to the crowd. Chu Nan suddenly looked at Zhang Yang and said loudly: "Don't worry about me, I won't lose, I won't die. Even if I really die, I will really lose. I can't just walk off the arena without looking back, because I am a Chinese. Since I am standing here, I cannot embarrass the country. Some things are more important than my life, and the dignity of the country!"

The surroundings became completely quiet. Even the people of R who should have hated Chu Nan were shocked by Chu Nan at this moment. Even they had to respect the arrogant figure in front of them.

Chu Nan was covered in bruises, but he did not retreat, but struggled to get up. Although his feet were a little swaying, his strong perseverance was still in front of Jiro Hasegawa!

In the commotion, shocked and incredible atmosphere, Duan Jingzhu could not suppress the shock in his heart, and breathed deeply, and said with a deep breath: "No matter whether he wins or loses, whether he is life or death, he is worthy of the three words "Chinese". Even if he is only in his twenties, he is destined to be more brilliant than any Chinese in his life, because at this moment, the brilliance on his body has been completely blooming, and strength is not the most important thing, confidence, arrogance, stubbornness, and strength... All the qualities of Chinese people bloomed on him and showed them to people all over the world. Zhang Yang, don't persuade him again, because that is an insult to him. He is different from us. He is a hero, a real hero. He would rather die standing and live on his knees!"

Although Chu Nan's strength has made a breakthrough, everyone feels that Chu Nan's momentum is different, but no one feels that Chu Nan has the confidence to win. On the contrary, Chu Nan is now standing there with a stubborn perseverance. His injuries are too serious, but it seems that there is nothing in this world that can make him fall down.

Hasegawa Jiro opened his eyes. At this moment, when he looked at Chu Nan, his eyes finally changed. He said in a serious tone: "I will defeat you with my strongest sword skills, because you are the most worth fighting man I have ever seen. Even if you are a Chinese, it cannot affect my respect for you!"

"Thanks!"

Jiro Hasegawa was about to draw his sword, and Chu Nan stepped forward to meet him directly. God, he didn't even retreat, and didn't even think about how to dodge, but took the initiative to meet him. Everyone had seen how terrifying the sword before Jiro Hasegawa was. In fact, even the top-level strong man in the king was not sure that he could withstand Jiro Hasegawa's sword. Although Jiro Hasegawa's strength is at the intermediate level of the king, don't forget that he had injured the God of Ninja a few years ago!

Hasegawa Jiro is the most powerful martial arts god in R country!

Chu Nan stepped over, Hasegawa Jiro drew his sword, and the "Three Kills Integration" erupted again. Ten thousand sword lights enveloped Chu Nan, and the top momentum of Chu Nan's king was completely released. This terrifying aura was enough to force many sword lights to be forced away by his aura. However, after the sword light disappeared, Chu Nan still took several steps backwards and almost fell to the ground.

Several wounds were added to his body out of thin air, and more blood was flowing. At this moment, he was completely bloody and vague. Some of the people watching the game were already squatting on the ground and vomiting. The scene was miserable and moved.

At this moment, in Jishitang, Wang Hu almost smashed the TV wildly. Except for Chu Qiuhan and Feng Wu who held back their tears, everyone else started crying. Some even shouted loudly: "Brother Tu, didn't Brother Tu go there? Why didn't he show up?"

Yin Zhaotian wiped his tears and turned his face aside. His voice trembled a little, and he said word by word: "My master is a real man. Even if he dies, he cannot tolerate others coming up to help him. He is not afraid of being insulted by himself, but he cannot tolerate China being insulted because of this. Brother Tu must also know this!"

In the martial arts field, Chu Nan grinned. None of his body was intact. Zhang Yang didn't even dare to go and see it again. Even Hasegawa Jiro felt a little trembling in his hands. This was the first time he had this feeling in so many years. Even when facing the god of ninja who was so strong than him, he never trembled!

"You...why are you?"

"Because I am a Chinese!" Chu Nan grinned, "Although I have been living in the mountains with the old man since I was a child, and although I have been isolated from the world since I was a child, the old man told me since I was a child that my father is a Chinese, my mother is a Chinese, the old man is a Chinese, and I am also a Chinese. My father died and my mother died, but China will last forever, and the motherland is also my parents, and my life!"

"So, unless I really die, I can't fall down. Hey, r Chinese people, do you think Chinese men will fall down so easily? No Chinese men are soft boys!"

Jiro Hasegawa asked, "How can you fall?"

"Unless I die!" Chu Nan's eyes were very bright, "But even if I die, my life will end, but the spirit of China will last forever!"

Chu Nan said very well. If he really died in battle today, he would be a hero, and the spirit of China has since risen. The cohesion of the Chinese audience who saw this scene in front of the TV will be unprecedentedly strong.

Jiro Hasegawa sighed and clenched the hilt again. His hands stopped trembling, his hands were like stones, and he said with a little regret: "Since that's the case, let me get rid of you!"

‘Three Kills Integrate One’, explodes again!
Chapter completed!