425: C425 Injuries to both Sides

C425 Injuries to both Sides

"Ahh!" The two men screamed as they rushed towards each other. Their eyes were red with anger, and they couldn't even persuade him anymore.

The people around them were shocked speechless. Looking at the two of them moving even faster than they were at the start, they started to doubt their own lives.

"Clang!" Wendu blocked Miyamoto Musashi's blade and slashed at him with his military knife.

"Shua!" Although Wendu's stab had cut Miyamoto Musashi's body, but there was another wound on his body.

This time, Wendu did not let the System heal him. He wanted to test how long he could last.

"Ah!" Wendu threw away the knife in his hand, twisted Miyamoto Musashi's wrist and tried to break it.

"Ah!" Miyamoto Musashi was in pain. The knife in his mouth fell, and he swung it as well.

Miyamoto Musashi's eyes were bloodshot. He used his only blade to slash towards Wendu's neck.

Wendu pulled with force, and his body and Miyamoto Musashi's figure pressed together. He used his head and hit Miyamoto Musashi's neck with all his might.

"Ugh …" Miyamoto Musashi threw away the knife in his hand and squatted down with his hands covering his nose.

Blood continued to gush out from the gaps between his fingers and trickle down his arm.

Wendu didn't stay idle. While you are sick and want your life, he directly kicked Gong Ben.

Actually, Wendu was right. Since he chose to risk his life, then he can't give his opponent a chance to prepare. To be merciful to his opponent is to be cruel to oneself.

"Shua!" Miyamoto Musashi pressed both hands on the ground. He turned around and swept his legs, causing me to fall to the ground.

Without caring about the blood on his face, he pounced towards Wendu.

"…" Wendu used his feet to support Miyamoto Musashi who pounced over. He kicked with both of his legs and sent Miyamoto Musashi flying two meters away. Taking advantage of this world, Wendu quickly rolled on the ground and quickly picked himself up.

"..."

After beating each other with their fists for over half an hour, both of them collapsed to the ground, exhausted. Their clothes were drenched in blood.

Wendu laid on the ground with a swollen face. He was only two meters away from Miyamoto Musashi. Just this two meter distance made them feel like they were separated by a chasm.

Miyamoto Musashi's clothes were blue to begin with, but now, his blue clothes had already turned dark red. His clothes were still tattered, even half of his sleeves had fallen off.

Wendu wasn't much better off. His originally black clothes were now covered in a mixture of blood and mud.

The two of them looked at each other with their blurry eyes. They did not even have the strength to stand up. They did not even want to wipe their eyes.

"Big Brother, are you alright?" Chen Feifann and Paul ran to Wendu's side and helped him up.

"I'm fine." Wendu shook his head with difficulty: "The big gift is here, let's go back!"

Paul carried Wendu on his back while Chen Feifann followed behind them.

Suddenly, when Chen Feifann turned his head and shot a few bullets into the air, a Japan user fell down.

Ninja was unarmed, and by the time he landed on the ground, he was already dead.

"Humph!" Chen Feifann pointed his two guns at Abe Maru and said, "Japanese, I knew you were going to ambush us. Luckily, I was already on guard."

Watching the three of them leave, Abe Maru gritted his teeth: he was a dangerous person and must find an opportunity to get rid of him.

Looking at Miyamoto Musashi, who also fell on the ground, Abe Maru's determination was strengthened.

"Carry Lord Wu Zang into the tent and properly tend to his wounds." After Abe Maru gave the order, he threw his hands and went into his own tent.2

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