clang!

There was another sound of gold and iron clashing.

The enemy's attack on the right was also successfully resolved.

The lightning-fast transition between attack and defense is enough to dazzle even those who are not skilled in martial arts.

The enemy's offensive has not stopped yet.

The guy who came up from the second front and attacked Qingdeng just now came back.

From the corner of Qingden's right eye, he caught his sneaking figure.

Soon after, Qingdeng turned to the right and swung his knife towards the guy who wanted to sneak attack him again.

The movements of turning around and attacking happen almost at the same time.

This beast's movement is really agile and superb. He jumped back as lightly as a flying swallow and once again retreated out of Qingdeng's attack range.

Suddenly, Qingdeng suddenly felt murderous intent rushing towards him again - the four people who had just been forced back were back.

At the same time, that guy with superb physical skills and a penchant for sneak attacks rushed to Qingdeng again.

This time, he did not carry out a sneaky attack, but accompanied his four companions to launch a vigorous frontal attack on Qingdeng.

The lineup that besieged Qingdeng became a bit more luxurious than before, with a total of 5 people attacking Qingdeng.

There was no room for anyone to stand next to Qingdeng. If one more person came in, it would be too crowded and hinder the movements of others.

Therefore, other people on the second and third fronts could only stay on the periphery of the "battlefield" and stare.

Although there was one more person besieging Qingdeng, the gangsters were still unable to do anything to Qingdeng.

Under the dense light of the knives struck by the gangsters, Qingdeng's tall figure and the icy cold light of Dingguishen repeatedly jumped and fluttered.

I saw Qingden twisting to dodge, raising his sword to block, or raising his sword to counterattack. With just one sword and a pair of ankles, he built a strong defense that even the opponent's five knives could not attack.

lock up.

While Aoto's side was engaged in a brawl that didn't even have time to breathe, the battle on Sanako's side was equally fierce.

Compared to Qingden, there are far fewer enemies here in Sanako.

There are no three levels of battle lines, only two levels, and there are only 3 enemies on each level.

When the enemy was about to be killed, Sanako silently shook off her high-toothed clogs, which were designed with very high teeth to prevent them from stepping on the snow, and stepped on them with her feet covered with white cotton socks regardless of the cold.

On the snow-covered ground.

On the one hand, it's because wearing high-toothed clogs is inconvenient for fighting, and on the other hand, it's Sanako's habit.

Because you usually have to take off your shoes and socks when practicing martial arts in the dojo, Sanako, who grew up in the Little Chiba Kenkan, developed the habit of directly stepping on the ground when fighting with others.

Stepping directly on the earth without wearing shoes and feeling the thick touch of the earth through the soles of the feet can make Sanako feel a strange sense of stability in her heart.

"Drink! Go to hell!"

The gangsters approaching from Qingdeng's rear showed no mercy because the opponent in front of them was a woman.

Rather, after seeing a woman who dared to draw a sword against them, she became very excited.

They must have thought that Sanako, who was just a prostitute, was easy to deal with.

The three gangsters who were the first to rush in front of Sanako waved their weapons and waved at Sanako.

The gangsters thought they had a chance to win and smiled ferociously——

The smiles on their faces solidified in the next moment.

"Well!"

"Whoa!"

"What?! Damn it, you stinky woman! Pfft! Ahem!"

Sanako grabbed the wrists or elbows of the gangsters who were attacking him, followed their movements and body directions, and threw them away with all his strength.

The gangsters' moves were not without ruthlessness. They had no intention of showing mercy, so they did not hold back at all when they made their moves.

But their swords couldn't even touch a corner of Sanako's clothes.

He didn't even touch Zanako, but he was thrown to pieces by Zanazi and his eyes were filled with stars.

In this country that lacks the "tall man" gene, Sanako's height of 1.65 meters can definitely be called tall.

Looking around Japan today, probably more than half of the men of the same age are not as tall as Sanako.

However, despite being tall, Sanako's body shape is definitely not strong.

Regarding Sanako’s figure...it can be summed up by a very classic phrase - small branches bear fruit.

Except for her plump breasts and buttocks, the rest of her body is slim and slender.

The waist could not be easily grasped, as if it could be broken with just a little more force.

How such a thin waist can support such a strong upper body is really puzzling.

She doesn't have a strong body, and she doesn't have the innate power like Souji. Sanako is actually able to throw out gangsters who are much bigger than her...

Such a picture is incredible.

In fact, the method is not complicated at all.

Sanako just used exquisite skills to cover up his lack of physique and strength.

As the daughter of "the most famous martial arts family in Japan", Sanako has enjoyed excellent martial arts education resources since she was a child.

Therefore, there is no reason why Sanako has not dabbled in classic martial arts with extremely high practical value, such as Jiu-Jitsu.

Whenever the gangsters' attack approaches, Sanako adjusts his position at an extremely fast speed, grabs the enemy's wrists, elbows and other parts that can destroy the center of gravity and posture, and uses the inertia of the opponent's movements and weight to move forward.

Add a little bit of your own strength to pull the gangsters' bodies so that their faces, backs and the ground are in close contact - it's that simple.

"Mom, damn! Smelly bitch!"

Being thrown to the ground by a woman - facing this reality, a certain "acne man" with acne on his face sprayed obscene swear words while raising a knife to kill Sanako.

This time, he was very careful to prevent himself from being thrown out by Sanako again.

The precautions men with acne take are essentially useless.

Because Sanako didn't intend to throw them out again.

Everything that happened next happened in the blink of an eye, like dew or lightning.

When the blade of the acne man's blade was less than 5cm away from Sanako's delicate body, Sanako jumped up lightly, easily dodging the acne man's knife.

At the moment when the small golden lotus was about to fall back to the snow, Sanako used gravity to smoothly chop down the wakizashi in her hand, hitting the acne-prone man right in the face.

The acne on the acne man's face has disappeared - part of it was cut into vague pieces of flesh, and the other part was covered by blood and brain matter.

A few drops of blood splashed onto Sanako's delicate and pretty face.

The scarlet blood looked so conspicuous against Sanako's crystal white, almost reflective skin.

The corners of Sanako's eyes twitched slightly, and a bit of unbearability and discomfort flashed through her eyes.

However, only a moment later, Sanako's eyes returned to calmness.

Her father, Chiba Sadayoshi, taught her since she was a child: In a life-and-death fight in which both sides pull out their real weapons and fight, don’t have any pity or sympathy.

Treat the enemy who wants to take your life as a death row prisoner on the execution ground to test the knife, and attack with a cold heart.

Sanako, who had great respect for her father, had always turned all the teachings and guidance of Chiba Sadakichi into nutrition and integrated them into her own blood.

Therefore, Sanako quickly adjusted his mentality, hardened his heart again, and turned to face the next opponent.

The person who came to kill Sanako this time was a very skinny man.

The hemp pole came over and chopped it.

Sanako ducked sideways, and when he missed his body, he stretched out his left hand.

Like a water snake's left arm, it wraps softly around Ma Gan'er's neck and controls Ma Gan'er's body.

Before Ma Gan'er even had time to struggle, he felt a tearing pain in his throat - Sanako inserted the wakizashi into his throat with a clean stroke, and the tip of the knife penetrated from the throat, and from behind

The neck was stretched out. The numb feeling that scratched the neck bone was transmitted to Sanako's palm like an electric current.

"Aha!"

Sanako let out a yelp and exerted all his strength.

The legs carry the waist, the waist carries the arms, the arms carry the wrists, and the wrists carry the knife.

The power transmitted from the earth burst out from Wakizashi's blade in one breath.

Tsk——The wakizashi, which was deeply embedded in Ma Ganer's throat, cut out a horrifyingly large gash under Sanako's force, cutting off most of Ma Ganer's neck and then breaking out of the skin.

Almost at the same time that Sanako withdrew the wakizashi from Ma Gan'er's body, the third enemy - a short man who was surprisingly short, only 1.3 meters tall at all times - pounced on Sanako.

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Probably because he is too short, he cannot use a weapon with a certain length. The weapon used by the short boy is the same as Sanako - a wakizashi with a fairly standard length.

Sanazi glanced at the position of the short boy, then lowered his gaze slightly, looked at the feet of himself and the short boy, and roughly visually measured the distance between himself and the short boy.

The next moment, Xiao Zhizi saw some white object flying quickly from directly below him.

He wanted to dodge...but his body was nowhere near as fast as his mind.

This white thing hit his chin in various ways.

The short boy suddenly felt like a cannonball exploded in his head.

His eyes went dark, countless flying stars appeared in his eyes, and his mouth was filled with blood and broken teeth.
To be continued...