It was the Smiling Buddha Wuseng who initiated the Taoism Conference. How the Japanese discussed Taoism with him had nothing to do with Chu Xiang. What Chu Xiang wanted to do was to eliminate the effective forces of the Japanese and at the same time try to ensure the safety of Wuseng and other experts who came. If these were allowed to If a master trades in Japan, it will be a huge loss.
Wuseng puts himself in the light, wanting to compete with the Japanese and attract Japanese masters. This is a good tactic, but the most important thing is that this strategy requires the cooperation of a person in the dark, a combination of light and dark. , is the perfect tactic.
It doesn't matter whether Wu Monk's intention is this, nor does it matter what he wants to do. The important part of this tactic now is the secret part. No matter how much force is added on the surface, it is impossible to fight the whole country of Japan. Only in the dark The unique troops are the key to victory or defeat.
Concentrating his aura, Chu Xiang sneaked to the top of the mountain and found that there was no one on the top of the mountain, which was convenient for him. After carefully checking the terrain on the top of the mountain, and then going down to the crater to explore, I left the top of the mountain and lurked in the forest to rest.
Chu Xiang saw Xiaocao Xinye at dawn. Xiaocao Xinye walked from the uphill trail to the top of the mountain, looked out in all directions, and then sat down on a stone. The position was just right to take in the top of the mountain.
Japanese people came to the top of the mountain one after another, and all of them were experts. These Japanese experts each occupied a place. The seemingly unintentional selection of positions was coincident with the trend of the battle. The vacant positions were like the mouth of a tiger. Once Wu Monk If you take a seat at the vacated spot, you will immediately be surrounded by the Japanese.
The time, place, and people were favorable, but all three were lost. Regardless of whether Dao Wuseng was already at a disadvantage, how could this situation be broken? Chu Xiang frowned.
At noon, there were already more than forty Japanese marrow refining masters who came to the top of the mountain. At this time, there was still one day before the appointment of Taoism, and I don't know how many Japanese masters were coming.
With full calculations, even if all the masters come, including Chu Xiang, there are only four Danjin, and the remaining marrow refining masters who can come are thirty, which is good. If the Japanese come out in full force, this manpower is just a drizzle. , there is simply not enough for the other side to eat, and besides, the Japanese cannot let the Chinese gain favor on their territory. Once they are unable to compete with the Chinese, a saturation attack with artillery fire will kill as many as they come.
After much calculation, Chu Xiang felt that this game could not be broken at all. The Japanese had a 100% chance of winning, and saving everyone's lives was already the best result.
There are more and more people on the top of the mountain. The number of Japanese has exceeded 80. The place on the top of the mountain has become a dragnet. After dark, Chu Xiang moved quietly and hid under a cliff on the east side of the mountain top. This was the weakest point in the dragnet set by the Japanese. If they wanted to break out on the top of the mountain, this was the best direction.
In the quiet night, with the mountain breeze blowing and the leaves rustling, Chu suddenly thought of something in his heart, quietly went down the mountain, and rushed to Tokyo overnight.
The sea in the middle of the night is calm and waveless, and there are many shadows on the wall. If there is any movement, the dazzling searchlights on the top of the mountain will cover the surrounding area, showing every detail. Looking at the dark sea water and the dark mountain top opposite, Chu Xiang thought for a long time and quietly dived into the water.
Avoiding the four interception and warning nets under the water, Chu Xiang quietly climbed up the hill. The woods on the hill were not dense, and there were only a few trees damaged by wind and rain. There were patrol teams one after another, and the security was very tight. There must be someone there. Someone had already attacked the guard, and it took Chu Xiang an hour to sneak to the other side of the hill. At the foot of the hill was the deep and quiet Yasukuni Shrine.
The distance is more than 300 meters, and five seconds is enough time for the explosives to fly across this distance and fall inside. However, the Yasukuni Shrine is too big. If we attack from this distance, we can only blow up a third of it.
Chu Xiang did not move, and when it was about to dawn, he moved forward another hundred and twenty meters. The distance here is closer, but it is difficult to attack. There is a building blocking the front. Throwing explosives in a parabola makes it difficult to accurately bomb the shrine across this distance in five seconds.
After dawn, half of the patrol teams around were reduced, and the guards on the city wall were changing shifts.
Today is the time for the Taoist Conference on Mount Fuji. I wonder if Wu Monk has reached the top of the mountain, whether the shabby Taoist will go, and whether the arrogant Taoist priest will go. Chu Xiang doesn’t know. It would be fine if they don’t go. There is no point in dying in vain. significance.
During the day, his defenses were much lax. Chu Xiang carefully observed his surroundings to make sure there were no hidden cameras or anything like that before proceeding cautiously. He probably felt that it was impossible for someone to sneak in with such a dragnet during the day, so Chu Xiang got a lot closer without much effort.
One hundred and fifty meters away from the Yasukuni Shrine, Chu Xiang stopped. The aura of an expert appeared. Chu Xiang did not dare to be reckless, so he slipped into an unoccupied house and lurked quietly.
One hundred and fifty meters away, there was only a small forest in front of him, with a wide field of vision and enough space to take action. However, the master's aura was too close. Once he made a move, he would be discovered. If he was entangled, it would be difficult to escape. Chu Xiang could only wait.
At noon, the master's breath finally left and gradually faded away. Chu Xiang no longer hesitated, took out the chocolate-like explosive, slowly adjusted his breathing, carefully sensed the surroundings, made sure there was no one around, thought clearly about his retreat, and slowly pulled away. window.
The image of the Yasukuni Shrine came to mind. Chu Xiang took out the small packet containing the explosives and carefully arranged the pieces of compressed high explosives. Forty fuses were pulled out together, and the pieces of explosives flew far away like darts towards the Yasukuni Shrine. , three seconds later, all forty pieces of explosives flew out, and most of them fell into the Yasukuni Shrine. Ignoring the result, Chu Xiang pulled away and retreated.
He ran out of the house and ran up the mountain. He ran no more than twenty meters when an earth-shattering explosion sounded behind him. By the time the guarding troops reacted, Chu Xiang was already on the hillside.
Retreating along the shadows of the trees, the guards discovered that Chu Xiang had already reached the seaside. The firepower point at high places turned their guns, and a hail of bullets rained down.
Unexpectedly, the opponent's reaction was so quick. Chu ran towards the seaside, and the ground behind him was riddled with holes in the rain of bullets. Chu Xiang did not dare to enter the sea. Once the speed of entering the sea dropped sharply and the artillery fire poured down, even ten lives would not be enough to kill him.
Knowing that time was running out, it would be even harder to escape if he did not break away from the enemy's masters who were covered by firepower. Chu Xiang no longer held back, roared loudly, and his wings appeared behind him. His figure was like thunder and lightning, walking on the waves, sometimes left and now right, Leaving the rain of bullets behind, after a thousand meters from the shore, he plunged into the sea.
Not long after Chu Xiang just dived into the sea, the roaring cannonballs fell suddenly, overturned the entire sea, the waves surged, and the water columns rose into the sky.
The water rippled, and Chu Xiang quickly dived and swam toward the deep sea, holding back the surging blood.
A moment later, several drones flew over where Chu Xiang entered the water. At the same time, several gunboats rushed over, taking control of the surrounding fishing boats and putting down various sonar detectors. The entire sea area was included in the monitoring range.
This place was not far from the sea before the great change. Chu Xiang had already prepared. He took a small bag of air with him. He did not need to float up to breathe. He discarded all metal objects such as long knives and swam forward. He was blessed with great luck and fate. When Chu Xiang was about to run out of breath, he encountered a two-meter-long big fish. The big fish was swimming toward the distant sea in panic. It was obviously frightened by the shell bombardment just now. Chu Xiang immediately escaped. Tie your lower clothes to the fins of the fish, tie one end to your hand, enter the turtle's breath, and let the big fish take you to the deep sea.
The Japanese blocked the entire sea area, and several helicopters and warships came to search with all their strength. Chu Xiang's titanium-tungsten alloy knife and shoes were soon found.
Just when Chu was heading to the Yasukuni Shrine, the Taoist discussion meeting at Mount Fuji also reached a tense moment. The war of words between the monks and the Japanese monks had developed into fists and kicks to determine victory or defeat.
Among the many powerful enemies, Wu Monk sat cross-legged on the stone, still smiling, not caring at all. He looked at the two people fighting in front of him. Not far away, a tall man stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes seemed to be closed. Calm attitude.
The person fighting with the Japanese on the field was none other than the monkey-like man who came with Chu Xiang. His opponent was wielding a tachi with a sharp sword, which made him very difficult to deal with.
"This kid is good, don't let him die here." Wuseng said, not knowing who he was talking to. His words were confident and calm. In this heavy siege, he didn't know how he could confidently escape.
The tall man's cigarette smoke almost burned his fingers, and he seemed unconscious.
The two men on the field quickly decided the winner. Suddenly, a black light flashed in the hands of the man who was as nimble as a monkey and had been dodging. The Japanese man who used the sword looked back and fell. After a closer look, he saw a half-inch long sword exposed between his eyebrows. A thin black needle.
If he doesn't take action, he will be killed. This monkey-like man is obviously not mediocre.
As soon as his opponent was dead, a white-faced and beardless Japanese man in the crowd stepped forward and stared at the monkey-like Chinese man.
"Take a rest, next one." Wuseng said with a smile.
The monkey-like man took a few steps back after hearing this. Among the Chinese people next to Wu Monk, a sloppy middle-aged man carrying an unsheathed sword stepped forward. The sloppy middle-aged sword was just like his own, rusty and stained. There was something unknown whether it was blood, mud or other messy things.
The slovenly middle-aged man stood crookedly in front of the Japanese man, holding a rusty sword and looking at him sideways and said: "Little kid, you are still so young, can you not do it? In the worst case, just give me a beating and admit defeat." There’s no need to throw your life away here.”
The white-faced Japanese man obviously didn't understand what the sloppy middle-aged man said. He made a sign of invitation and drew his sword out of its sheath. The sloppy middle-aged man didn't seem to see it and continued to say: "To someone older than you, It's not shameful for a guy to admit defeat. The most you can do is treat me to a nice meal next time you see me. If I accidentally beat you to death, wouldn't your son and grandson be pestering me for revenge? That would be too much It’s boring…”
The sloppy middle-aged man was talking incessantly, and the people who heard him clearly were almost annoyed to death. He still had no intention of stopping. The opponent didn't care whether he had finished speaking or not. He drew his sword out of its sheath and glanced at the sloppy middle-aged man. neck.
"Oh, the kids nowadays are so rude. They use knives and swords against old people. What if they accidentally cut themselves?" The sloppy middle-aged man was still chattering in front of the sword light, and the rusty long sword moved forward. Swinging, for some reason, the sword of the rusty sword happened to hit the sword, and the sword struck the master's neck for some reason.
"I'm just telling you, baby, not to use swords and knives casually, but you didn't listen. Now you may have cut yourself." The slovenly middle-aged man sighed and walked back, shaking his head.
Covering his neck, the white-faced and beardless Japanese man stared at the slovenly middle-aged man. Blood gushed out. After a moment, he fell to the ground unwillingly.
After winning two games in a row, everyone was in high spirits. A group of Japanese people looked at each other with solemn expressions. No one dared to stand up for a while. Wu Monk stood still. In this situation, the Japanese must regain face. China has won two games in a row. There is no need to take the initiative to attack. They can only wait for the opponent's personnel to appear and make arrangements.
After a while, after all, no Japanese marrow master dared to step forward. As a last resort, a Danjin man standing far away slowly came over. This Japanese man's eyebrows are pierced straight up to the sky, like two swords. He has a small braid on his head. He is wearing a large samurai uniform, snow-white socks, wearing wooden clogs, and a long knife stuck in his waist. He has a very strange appearance.
There were only two Danjins here. Wu Monk looked at the big man Luo Tuo. The big man Luo Tuo still held a whole piece of cigarette ashes in his hand. He had not smoked it. It seemed that he was just lighting it and looking at it. The big man Luo Tuo said: "I'm not sure either."
This is a bit demoralizing to say.
"You won't know until you fight." Wuseng said with a smile.
The burly man threw away the long cigarette ashes in his hand and picked up the edgeless steel sword.
The strange Japanese Danjin master took off his clogs and drew his sword.
When the sword was unsheathed, cold air suddenly overflowed, and the sharp sword energy surged and stirred the heart.
The sword flashed like thunder and lightning, and the strange Japanese Danjin master took the lead in taking action. The Gang Qi surged, causing everyone's faces to hurt and they retreated repeatedly.
The big man Luo Tuo shouted loudly, like thunder exploding, and the edgeless steel sword swept across thousands of troops. The opponent did not dare to take a hard hit, the sword flashed around like a snake, and went straight to the ribs of the big man Luo Tuo.
Dan Jin's fight was unparalleled, everyone retreated again and again, and a gap suddenly appeared in the Japanese siege. The slovenly middle-aged man carrying the sword sat on the ground, just in the gap, and squinted to watch the two Dan Jin masters fighting each other. .
The sword of Luo Tuo Han is as powerful as the wind. It sweeps through thousands of armies, splits the Huashan Mountains with force, and sets fire to the sky. Each move is extremely simple. It carries the momentum of thunder and lightning. It is extremely powerful. It has the courage of thousands of people, but there is no trace of sword energy leaking out. .
The strange Japanese Danjin master's sword technique follows a light and agile way. The cold light is unpredictable, everywhere and pervasive. The sword energy overlaps with each other, and the waves behind push the waves ahead. The further back, the sword force becomes more concentrated, but it does not decrease by half. Extremely light and agile, it lasts from seconds to centimeters.
On the thirty-fourth move of the exchange, the two masters of alchemy no longer held back. They used all their Yuan Gong to fight with all their strength. Suddenly, dark clouds gathered in the sky and the wind howled, as if the sky was shattering and the earth was splitting apart.
Danjin masters competed with each other, and the victory or defeat was only a thin line between life and death. Wu Monk's smiling face gradually turned serious. The big man fell into a disadvantage several times and was almost defeated. In times of crisis, he relied on desperate moves to regain his disadvantage. Japan The Danjin master didn't want to die with him, so he was still fighting.
The fight reached one hundred and sixty-two moves, and the situation changed again. Luotuo Han swept through thousands of troops with one move. This move was already used for the third time. The Japanese Danjin master's sword posture suddenly changed. The unparalleled tyranny was removed, and the sword came out of the hole like a spiritual snake and penetrated into the chest of Luo Tuo.
It was a premeditated move, and it was a clean attack that swept through thousands of troops. Seeing that the big man Luo Tuo was about to be defeated, the big man Luo Tuo suddenly bent his knees and took a step forward. The sword pierced the shoulder blade of the big man Luo Tuo. The sword was caught by the bone and he couldn't close it in time. It was strange. The Japanese Danjin master was grabbed by the wrist by the big man Luo Tuo. He slashed down with the sharp sword and a bloody arm broke away from his body.
In an unexpected ending, the two Danjin masters, both injured, were speechless, with only blood dripping down.
The battle between the two Danjin masters came to an end, and there was only one Danjin master, Wuseng, left. Wuseng would definitely not take action in the fight under the Danjin. Knowing this, the Japanese marrow masters were all ready to make a move. A master of marrow refining stepped forward.
