Return to the City: Chapter 1017: 1018: Desperate Fight

Chapter 1017: Chapter 1018: Desperate Fight

As Akagi Motokatsu’s fighting spirit rose, Song Xiaodong felt wave after wave of pressure—it truly made him feel sowhat strained.

With a shake of his arms, Song Xiaodong stepped forward, unleashing a rush of battle intent. Within his battle intent was a strong killing aura, carrying a bloody scent, clearly honed from the piles of the battlefield dead.

Akagi Motokatsu suddenly felt a chill down his back, realizing his own fighting spirit was being suppressed. This greatly shocked him, the young man before him was seemingly stronger than he had imagined.

Akagi Motokatsu had surely killed people before. For Kikkawa Kendo to develop, they needed their own ventures, and in Japan, the mafia was a legal organization. Kikkawa Kendo had its own organization, though major figures usually wouldn’t get involved, only stepping in for extrely special tasks.

In his lifeti, Akagi Motokatsu had killed over a dozen people for Kikkawa Kendo. However, it was simply a battle among masters. He had practical experience and wasn’t soft in killing, but it was entirely different from battlefield slaughter.

Therefore, the killing aura on him was significantly weaker compared to Song Xiaodong’s.

Realizing things were not going well, Akagi Motokatsu shouted in a deep voice, then gripped the long katana with both hands, taking a fierce step forward and swinging directly down towards Song Xiaodong’s head.

Although the opponent’s move was rely a direct chop, Song Xiaodong suddenly tensed up. The trajectory of the opponent’s blade carried a strange arc. Even though he could sense the current trajectory, he could not grasp where the blade would head next.

Masters are indeed masters. The Black Sword Seventh Stage is renowned for a reason.

This perception ability significantly boosted Song Xiaodong’s prowess but did not an that once it failed, he would be powerless. In both his battles with Su Zhentian, he also did not have this perception ability, yet he still defeated Su Zhentian.

So without hesitation, Song Xiaodong stabbed directly at Akagi Motokatsu’s lower abdon, his movent as swift and fluid as flowing water.

The timing of their attacks was almost without any difference, yet Song Xiaodong took the shortest attack route, able to thrust his blade through the opponent’s stomach before the opponent’s strike could reach his head.

Akagi Motokatsu instantly realized Song Xiaodong’s intention. This tactic was downright rogue, trading life for life.

Akagi Motokatsu prided himself as a master, at least believing he could absolutely win over Song Xiaodong. Thus, he certainly wouldn’t employ such thods, unwilling to suffer mutual destruction with Song Xiaodong.

Exerting force with his legs, Akagi Motokatsu shifted his body sideways, turning the downward chop into a diagonal slice fluidly, without any awkwardness, and with the sa aggressive montum.

Song Xiaodong likewise altered his move, swiftly executing a strike like autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves, chasing horizontally towards Akagi Motokatsu’s waist, still trading life for life.

“Bastard!” Akagi Motokatsu couldn’t help but curse. Simply twisting his body wasn’t enough to evade Song Xiaodong’s attack, and his hands couldn’t retract the katana to defend—it forced him to retreat desperately.

“So much for the Black Sword Seventh Stage!” Song Xiaodong pressed his advantage, shouting loudly and rapidly slashing at Akagi Motokatsu seven or eight tis.

Akagi Motokatsu was continuously forced to retreat under Song Xiaodong’s assault, partially due to Song Xiaodong’s fierce attacks, but primarily because Song Xiaodong was all out for the kill, leaving no space or rcy.

Akagi Motokatsu did not wish to suffer mutual injury with Song Xiaodong; hence he had no choice but to retreat in response.

In terms of true combat strength, there wasn’t much difference between Akagi Motokatsu and Song Xiaodong. Even without rogue tactics, it was uncertain who would win in the end.

However, Akagi Motokatsu’s arrogance made him reluctant to clash directly with Song Xiaodong. This weakened his montum, putting him at a disadvantage.

This Japanese katana was sothing Song Xiaodong rarely used, but at his level, any weapon in his hand, once he beca acquainted with its nature, beca a deadly weapon without any unfamiliarity.

In Song Xiaodong’s hands, this katana seed as if he had trained with it for years, not losing out to Akagi Motokatsu despite his long imrsion in its mastery.

Besides the six people battling it out in the courtyard, many from Kikkawa Kendo had already rushed over. Witnessing the scene, everyone’s eyes widened. This kind of fight was sothing most people might never see in their lifeti, not sothing they could afford to miss.

But what astounded them was that Akagi Motokatsu, a top master within Kikkawa Kendo, was being overwheld in battle.

The fact that a young man in his early twenties was suppressing Akagi Motokatsu shocked everyone even more. Where did this young master co from? This was beyond extraordinary.

“Ah!” Under the gaze of the disciples, Akagi Motokatsu felt utterly embarrassed. If this continued, victory was slipping away. With a roar of fury, he stopped evading and charged at Song Xiaodong’s long blade with his own.

The fierce resolve of Akagi Motokatsu instantly lessened his passivity. The katanas of both combatants clashed continuously like popping beans.

The people from Kikkawa Kendo erupted into excited cheers.

Though he had reversed the unfavorable situation, Song Xiaodong had already set his montum. Now, neither of the two could overpower the other; it was a battle on equal footing.

On the other side, Dragon Nine and Lin Zhi Sanlong were engaged in an intense fight, yet Dragon Nine’s strength steadily overmatched Lin Zhi Sanlong, pressing him hard. Although victory wasn’t imdiate, it was only a matter of ti.

anwhile, Su Zhentian and Miyagi Takeshi were fighting even more fiercely, appearing much more perilous. Su Zhentian fought bare-handed while Miyagi Takeshi wielded a long katana, and yet the battle was deadlocked.

Miyagi Takeshi’s attacks were like a violent storm, with his long katana forming a dense net, encircling Su Zhentian.

But Su Zhentian, encircled within the net, remained as steady as a mountain. Whenever Miyagi Takeshi’s blade reached him, he would deflect it with a clap or a flick, occasionally striking with a palm or a fist, imposing imnse pressure on Miyagi Takeshi.

Most importantly, at this mont, Su Zhentian exuded grandeur, fighting with empty hands against the blade, showing no inferiority, seemingly having a stronger aura than Miyagi Takeshi.