Republic of China era: A hundred-year-old still practicing martial arts? Is that right?

Chapter 97 The True Purpose of the Japanese Coming to China!

Lin Ji and the other man simultaneously constricted their pupils.

A dozen or so Japanese soldiers simultaneously peered over.

"Instructor Gu, I'll take care of this person. The rest are yours for now."

Lin Ji gently rubbed his fingers in his pocket, then raised his hand and flicked it, sending two silver coins flying into the throats of two Japanese soldiers. With a twist of his foot, he charged forward.

A straight punch, accompanied by the sound of tearing through the air, slammed into the Japanese officer who had used his samurai sword to send the Xincheng soldier flying.

The Japanese officers were not surprised but rather delighted.

"Good timing."

He abruptly retracted his katana and threw a punch, a "mountain-pounding fist."

Lin Ji was startled. How did the Wutang Chuishan Fist get here?

boom!

The two fists collided.

Lin Ji immediately discerned the other party's cultivation level.

Mid-stage Dark Strength!

"Hahaha, early stage of internal strength? I thought the Jiangcheng bandits were so unfathomable."

The samurai in the kimono spoke arrogantly, and then a punch followed immediately.

Not far away, Gu Yanqiu was dealing with a group of henchmen with much ease. Hearing the words of the kimono-clad samurai, Gu Yanqiu was startled. "Didn't Uncle Lin just break through to the mid-stage of Ming Jin a few days ago?"

Lin Ji looked at the kimono-clad samurai who threw a punch. Without the true understanding of martial arts, he could not directly see the flaw in the opponent's punch, but he could tell that this punch was not the Chuishan Fist.

"Is it the Zhang family's Four Directions Fist?"

Lin Ji raised his arm to block, not wanting to reveal all his trump cards yet, and still threw out a punch with the intent of a mountain-piercing fist.

"Old man, your boxing technique is too simplistic. The Sixth Prince is far-sighted; using your methods against you is extremely effective. Die, you Chinese pig!"

The kimono-clad samurai lowered his body, his fist twisted sharply in mid-air, his knuckles cracking, and a burst of energy emanated from his fist.

Its powerful energy is like a sharp blade!

"This move is called the Mountain and River Shattering Heart Fist; you've definitely never seen it before, old man!"

The force emanating from the kimono-clad samurai's fist twisted and contorted, creating a sensation that seemed to warp the very space around it. As soon as the samurai approached Lin Ji, Lin Ji felt a powerful tearing force.

Lin Ji was greatly alarmed. He stopped hiding and suddenly changed his stance, standing in an awkward position. He raised his left arm to catch the opponent's punch and then suddenly retreated.

However, a spinning, tearing force suddenly arose from the opponent's fist, pulling Lin Ji aside.

Fortunately, Tai Chi Chuan has a unique coiling force. Lin Ji managed to twist his opponent in the air by using the opponent's force, and then suddenly pressed down and pulled with his right arm, using the opponent's twisting force to throw the opponent into the air.

The kimono-clad samurai twisted his body in mid-air, turning to face Lin Ji, a playful expression on his face: "Fun, fun, a master!"

next second.

His face froze instantly.

Lin Ji reached into his pocket.

A pistol was pointed at the samurai in a kimono.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"

He fired four shots in quick succession.

Snowflakes splashed onto the kimono-clad samurai's chest.

"Boom!"

The kimono-clad samurai fell to the ground, braced himself with one hand, and stood firmly on his feet.

"Fine, fine, old man, you've angered me!"

"Stop firing! Today, I, Fujita Koji, will disregard the warlord's rule against using guns within the city. Bring me your guns! Anyone entering the city today is a Jiangcheng bandit! Kill them!"

Splash!

More than ten Japanese samurai stopped fighting at the same time.

Gu Yanqiu's pressure suddenly eased.

These Japanese samurai were all Ming Jin warriors, and she found it somewhat difficult to deal with them.

The entire entrance to Xincheng was instantly thrown into an uproar.

The people fled in all directions.

The soldiers guarding the city from the governor's mansion below the city also rushed into the city.

"Quickly, go and inform the commander."

"Clang!"

Fujita Koji drew his katana from his waist, ignoring the four bloody holes in his chest, and slowly gripped the katana with both hands before suddenly lowering his body:

"Watch closely! I'll show you what real Chinese martial arts are all about."

Koji Fujita was as fast as lightning.

With a flick of his wrist, a white blade of light shot out from the katana in his hand, leaving a blur in the air.

Fortunately, Lin Ji reacted quickly and dodged the attack.

Even though he was three feet away, his clothes were still torn.

Lin Ji's pupils suddenly contracted.

What kind of swordsmanship is this?

He's never seen it before...

No, he's seen it before!

Lin Ji suddenly remembered the countless martial arts techniques that flashed through his mind when he attacked Jing Ren that night.

He had seen that kind of swordsmanship and that kind of fist technique before.

However, he couldn't recall the specifics of the martial arts techniques he used that day.

That's all I remember.

These are all lost techniques or techniques that are more profound than those in the modern world. Most of these techniques are hidden in the hands of various families and forces.

Could it be that……

A thought suddenly flashed through Lin Ji's mind.

Western countries prohibit weapons.

The Japanese took the opportunity to plunder martial arts techniques for their own use!

Like... the Chinese medicine prescription from my previous life?

Lin Ji's heart skipped a beat as his opponent cleaved him in two with another strike.

The opponent is at the mid-stage of internal strength.

He also possesses profound martial arts skills.

It would be difficult to defeat him in a short time using only Tai Chi.

Delay may lead to unforeseen changes!

Lin Ji's mind stirred slightly.

"Hidden Dragon Abyss!"

A powerful aura emanated from beneath Lin Ji. He suddenly raised both hands, clamping Fujita Koji's katana between them, and pushed it to the side with the force of the movement. The aura on the blade slashed across the ground with a "whoosh".

Koji Fujita was slightly taken aback.

"A killing technique? The highest level of killing technique among secret arts? Hahaha, old man, if I kill you and take your secret technique, the Sixth Prince will definitely look at me more favorably. Take this!"

Lin Ji narrowed his eyes, suddenly slammed his fists down, and stomped his foot, causing the ground to shake violently.

With the blessing of the Hidden Dragon Abyss, the Chuishan Fist intent on his body increased several times over.

One force can overcome ten techniques.

His fist collided head-on with Fujita Koji's katana.

"Snap!"

The samurai sword snapped in two.

Lin Ji's punches continued relentlessly.

"boom!"

A huge fist slammed into Fujita Koji's chest.

The domineering, hidden force invaded Fujita Koji's body, instantly tearing his internal organs to shreds.

"puff……"

A stream of blood, along with pieces of shattered internal organs, gushed from Fujita Koji's mouth.

He was sent flying dozens of feet away, and was dead beyond any doubt.

"Da da da!"

Above the head.

A burst of gunfire rang out.

Blood splattered in the distance.

Lin Ji looked up and saw a Japanese soldier holding a heavy machine gun, aiming it at the people downstairs.

"court death!"

Lin Ji slipped on his toes and stepped on the broken blade of the samurai sword, delivering a flying kick.

The samurai sword pierced the Japanese samurai's throat with precision, causing him to stumble forward and fall off the city wall.

Lin Ji strode forward and reached inside Fujita Koji's kimono.

This person has so many exquisite martial arts techniques; who knows what he might be hiding?

Lin Ji reached out and pulled out a booklet.

"The Mountain and River Stabilizing Spear!"

A book on marksmanship.

"Click-clack!"

The sound of leather shoes hitting the ground rang in Lin Ji's ears.

Lin Ji didn't bother to look closely, stuffed the booklet into his pocket, and turned to look at Gu Yanqiu not far away.

"Uncle Lin, there are at least fifty Japanese soldiers, all armed!"

Lin Ji's gaze swept over the scattered people, but he couldn't bring himself to say the word "leave."

Fifty foreign guns.

How many people would die from this?

Gu Yanqiu glanced at it, a hint of anxiety in her eyes.

"kill!"

Lin Ji roared and stomped his foot on the ground. The half of the samurai sword on the ground vibrated and flew into Lin Ji's hand.