Only by killing the enemy with your hands can you wash away some shame!

At present, they surrounded Ling Anqi, with swords standing in the jungle, and the cold light flashing, which was very scary.

The situation that had already been calm began to become tense again. Yan Yu quietly moved his knees and crawled out from the edge of the masked human leg.

Yuan Shuang, Liu Xiaoxuan and Mu Qiuguang followed the others backed like a tide, forming a larger circle on the periphery. Although everyone was afraid, no one was in a hurry to leave. Instead, they admired the farce with interest.

"That girl is killing!" the masked ninja shouted in unison.

Ling Anqi gradually frowned, her eyes were filled with tenderness, and then turned to coldness, and said, "You must die?"

The first Japanese man was punched in the head, completely breaking the upper limit of the ninjas' imagination. Therefore, these ten people were extremely nervous and stared at Ling Anqi, without saying a word.

The Tai Knife they hold is the Japanese Knife, known as the three famous blades in the world. It is as famous as the Damascus Knife and the Malay Sword and is world-renowned.

Japanese knives are divided into Tai knives, punching knives and rib difference according to their length and size.

Among them, the Taidao is the longest, with a blade body of basically more than one meter, and is made of Japanese jade steel. Each knife has a special forge.

Japanese knives are very famous in the world and have excellent production craftsmanship. They are not bragging about blowing hair and cutting iron like mud. They are just difficult to produce without energy. They still need to be made by hand. Each knife is expensive, and some can even be regarded as a work of art.

The knives carried by these ninja masked men were all made by famous Japanese craftsmen. Some have been passed down from the 19th century family and have been preserved to this day. The names of the knife craftsmen and Taidao are engraved at the hilt of the knife.

Some are called "Kaomaruki", some are called "Demonic Sword Sunflower", and some are called "Tuka Sui Wu". They are both famous blades that have been passed down by Japanese officials. They are brought to the customs through special relations. They are extremely sharp. With one blow, it is not a false statement to divide a bull into two halves.

At this time, the ten famous blades aimed at Ling Anqi, forming a knife array, sealing all angles, and no matter how powerful you are, you will turn into pieces of minced meat under the sharp blade.

Ling Anqi suddenly whistled up to the sky, and a sound explosion burst out with her as the center of the circle. The strong air pressure came out without blind spots.

Ten masked guests were the first to be hit. For a moment, the face towel was blown away, and the knife on his hand was too steadily unable to hold it firmly and almost fell to the ground.

More than ten headlights above the head were shattered, and fragments of the lampshade made of transparent composite plastic poured down.

The nearby table was blown away by a powerful airflow, and the objects on the table were swept away.

The onlookers more than 20 meters away seemed to be pushed hard by an invisible big hand and turned to the person behind.

The power of the roar was so terrifying, and for a moment everyone's face was as beautiful as earth.

Ling Anqi activated instantly, with her left foot as the axis, and her right leg was swept out, sweeping on the ear of a ninja right in front of her.

The force was so strong that it was comparable to a powerful pile driver. The man had no response at all and his head burst on the spot.

The other Japanese masters woke up, held the sword in their hands tightly, shouted wildly, and used their strength to slash towards Ling Anqi.

Faced with such a strong enemy, no one dared to hide his own personalities, and they all used their martial arts to cut Ling Anqi under the knife. The narrow audience was filled with swords and swords.

"Slash in the wind!" The short warrior with a white cloth strip on his forehead jumped high, grabbed the famous sword Yingmaoji with both hands, and slashed hard at Ling Anqi's head with the sky spirit cover.

"Three-stage attack on the bird!" A tall and thin man with a black belt around his waist held a magic knife sunflower pattern in his hand, and thrust into Ling Anqi's neck, back heart and waist three vital points.

"Tiangou draws his sword!" The young acne-like boy with his calf tied with his legs slashed across Ling Anqi's waist.

"Beichen shines!" The middle-aged man wearing a chrysanthemum pattern on his chest threw an arc in his hand towards Ling Anqi's left shoulder.

"Meteors are slashing together!" The young man with gold-rimmed glasses on his nose was erecting a knife to draw a z-shaped route in the air covering Ling Anqi.

In an instant, Ling Anqi rose up from the ground and rushed into the air. The speed was too fast and it looked like it was equipped with a rocket thruster.

All the Japanese samurai's unyielding moves were cut in vain.

“㈈くない!”

"しまった!"

The warriors shouted wildly, unable to stop, and slashed from all directions to where Ling Anqi was originally standing, and sparked when they hit each other's sword tips.

Ling Anqi jumped to the end of the height of two meters in the air. A slightly stagnant air swung her right foot forward and kicked the third person's head.

The blood mist produced by the previous samurai was still spreading, and it overlapped with the blood sprayed by the samurai, causing a real bloody storm in half of the audience.

Humans are very adaptable, both physically and psychologically. When they witnessed Gao Jianyangsuke's death with their own eyes, they all thought that the god of death came to the earth. When the second warrior was beaten up in full view of the public, people just felt quite disgusting and scared.

When the third person does this again, people already have the intention of being unsurprising.

After Ling Anqi's body fell heavily in the circle of ten people, she turned around and grabbed it, her fingers directly broke through the muscles and bones, and pierced the fourth samurai's chest from the back heart.

She used her left hand to block the corpse, pulled out her bleeding right hand calmly, and pushed away the remaining body like she was plucking garbage. She waved her hand knife and then cut off the fifth person's neck.

Rather than saying it was Ling Anqi who tear the opponent off at a very fast speed.

From a silly girl to a fall, in just two or three seconds, she killed three people in an instant. Every attack was an unparalleled crush, full of shocking sense of power and speed, and a sense of destruction and tragedy, which made people suffocate and despair.

Her every move seemed to be performing the aria in the opera "Faust". Her singing style was gorgeous and beautiful, her emotions were abundant, her singing voice was gentle, her sad and holy, and she went straight to the depths of heaven.

The silly girl's body was covered with blood from the enemy and was red.

She didn't care at all, and grabbed a samurai and raised it high, and threw it to the ground with force.

With a loud "slam", a large hole was smashed into the thick wooden floor, and piece by piece of wooden floor flew over, revealing the wooden keel structure inside and the bottom-floor steel plate of the hull.

The unlucky warrior was violently hit and died on the spot. His body was split into pieces and his internal organs were scattered.

The other five Japanese samurai witnessed this scene and all lost their fighting spirit. The worldview completely collapsed and fell into the abyss of fear. They thumped their knees and fell to the ground one after another.

Many people trembled and shed tears of fear. Another person caused by excessive tension, causing endocrine disorders, and their stomachs twitched continuously, and they covered their stomachs and vomited desperately.

At this time, they were all scared into unthinkable walking zombies. Even if they could leave alive, they would probably become waste.

Song Baojun found that the situation was almost done and said at the right time: "Qiqi, let's do it like this, there is no need to fight again."

"Yes, sir." The silly girl looked back and smiled, charming and charming.

Song Baojun waved and said, "Qiqi, come here."

Ling Anqi walked towards him very quietly, opened her arms and hugged Song Baojun in her arms, and said with pity: "Sir, I will not let someone bully you, do what you say."

The blood on his body rubbed Song Baojun's face.

The security guards tentatively stepped forward and found that the silly girl had no intention of attacking, so they controlled the remaining Japanese warriors.

Staff came on stage to collect the broken bodies of Yosuke Takami and his accomplices. No one felt sorry for these Japanese who were proud of the limitless one minute ago. A new king in the underground boxing ring has been born.

The destructive personality in Ling Anqi's body subsided, and the cute personality regained its dominant position.

The general manager of the Death Arena, several managers and other personnel all rushed over to discuss the aftermath.

How to deal with the situation in front of you, really consider the ability of the arena: some of the guests who were in panic and panic were extremely uncomfortable with it, resulting in symptoms of fainting and vomiting; Gao Jianyangsuke and his lackeys' affairs; how to face Song Baojun and Ling Anqi with an attitude; how to reach a compromise with Yan Yu who was deeply involved; the subsequent impact of the super power shown by Ling Anqi...

A large number of staff scattered to comfort the frightened guests and guide everyone to leave in an orderly manner. Guests who bet on winning money can exchange chips at the front desk. Medical staff rushed to treat the guests who had symptoms.

Liu Xiaoxuan, who came with Song Baojun, was specially placed and was invited by the manager to have tea and chat in the conference room and have a good hospitality.

A well-dressed female manager chuckled and said, "Mr. Song, Miss Ling, our arena is preparing for the bet related to Mr. Yan Yu after the game. Please go to the bathroom to change your clothes."

"Lead the way forward." Song Baojun said. In fact, the bath room was in the lounge. He deliberately made a move, but in fact he was testing the attitude of the arena.

As expected, the female manager smiled and bowed, saying, "Please follow me."

The female manager takes them to the internal VIP rest room. The participating boxers are also divided into three or six levels. Ordinary low-winning boxers are only equipped with ordinary lounges. Only advanced boxers are eligible to use VIP rest room.

The female manager chuckled and said, "We'll do it soon, please wait." She covered her door.

Two staff members who looked comparable to flight attendants pushed the door open and brought two sets of clothes, one was a suit that was replaced for Song Baojun, and the other was an evening dress for Ling Anqi.

The staff searched the entire cruise ship and barely found a set of clothing that suited her figure and shape. The quality was not that good and the style was a bit out of date. The two staff members apologized for a long time in fear.

Only Song Baojun and Ling Anqi were left in the lounge, and the atmosphere suddenly became a little subtle.
Chapter completed!