Return to the City: The Strongest King
Chapter 1107 - 1108: Trusting Strike

Chapter 1107: Chapter 1108: Trusting Strike

Yoshimoto Ryota attacked Sun Yiyi madly, fully aware that although the wound above his abdomen was not fatal, the dagger would cause continuous bleeding. If he couldn’t quickly resolve Sun Yiyi, he wouldn’t just fail to help Miyagi Akihito; even he would end up losing too much blood and fall into unconsciousness, eventually dying at Sun Yiyi’s hands.

His seemingly desperate fighting style now was indeed to save his own life.

Sun Yiyi would never fight him head-on. Her combat style was never about direct confrontation, and now that she had the advantage, she wouldn’t use her weaknesses against his strengths.

She was employing guerrilla tactics, retreating when he advanced and chasing when he retreated.

After two minutes of persisting, Yoshimoto Ryota realized that this approach was completely wrong. He couldn’t catch this woman, so he directly abandoned the idea of resolving Sun Yiyi and headed straight for Miyagi Akihito and Song Xiaodong.

Sun Yiyi quickly attacked, but Yoshimoto Ryota stopped attacking and resorted to defensive strategies, slowly moving towards Miyagi Akihito.

His plan was clear: rely on the combined force of the two to defeat one first, then deal with the other.

His intentions were too obvious for Song Xiaodong and Sun Yiyi to miss.

Song Xiaodong, eyes still shut, continued thrusting his sword at Miyagi Takeshi, boldly saying, “Yiyi, don’t block him. Today, let’s fight against Kikkawa Kendo together, and show them China’s Kung Fu.”

“Alright!” Sun Yiyi replied, immediately giving up the thought of stopping Yoshimoto Ryota, allowing the two to join forces, and then stood beside Song Xiaodong.

Song Xiaodong drove Miyagi Akihito back with a sword, stood firm, and laughed heartily, “Yiyi, you’re doing well.”

Sun Yiyi giggled, said, “If they hadn’t used such methods first, I surely wouldn’t have done this.” After all, as a woman, saying such insincere words seemed quite natural.

The spectators also deeply agreed.

Song Xiaodong brandished his longsword, “Come, let’s see our teamwork.”

“It will definitely be fine.” Sun Yiyi chuckled, and the dagger in her hand turned into a gleam of cold light as she took the initiative to attack Miyagi Akihito.

Miyagi Akihito barely had time to check Yoshimoto Ryota’s injury, let out a low shout, swung two blades, relying on his long blades to completely ignore Sun Yiyi’s attacks.

But at this moment, a longsword suddenly extended out, blocking his two long knives. Sun Yiyi seemed not to notice his attack, her moves unchanged, and the dagger reached Miyagi Akihito.

Miyagi Akihito was horrified; having swung his two blades, he hadn’t even considered defense.

Miyagi Akihito was about to be gutted by Sun Yiyi’s dagger, Yoshimoto Ryota shouted angrily, swung a long sword fiercely towards Sun Yiyi, putting all his strength into it; if Sun Yiyi wanted to kill Miyagi Akihito, his sword would definitely split her in two.

Yet Sun Yiyi still showed no retreat, her two daggers thrusting fiercely, seemingly risking her life to exchange for Miyagi Akihito’s.

“Ah!” Everyone exclaimed, this fighting style was too ruthless and fierce, nobody expected that with four people coming together, just one move would cause two to fall.

“Clang!” With a crisp sound, just as Yoshimoto Ryota’s sword was about to strike Sun Yiyi’s head, Song Xiaodong’s longsword blocked above her head.

Nobody expected that Song Xiaodong, with his eyes closed, after blocking the blade from Miyagi Akihito, still had the energy to stop Yoshimoto Ryota’s earth-shattering strike.

Sun Yiyi’s daggers had already deeply stabbed into Miyagi Akihito’s chest.

Miyagi Akihito’s hands were still holding two long knives, his body frozen in place, head slightly lowered, eyes full of disbelief, staring fixedly at the daggers embedded in his chest.

“Miyagi!” Yoshimoto Ryota dropped the sword and hurriedly embraced Miyagi Akihito.

“Yoshi…moto…” Miyagi Akihito struggled to say these three words, his long knife falling directly to the ground, piercing the sand straight.

His head tilted, this Grandmaster of the Generation met his end under Sun Yiyi’s pair of daggers.

“Miyagi!” Yoshimoto Ryota laid Miyagi Akihito on the ground, picked up the fallen sword, and swung it forcefully, said solemnly, “Come, as a member of Kikkawa Kendo, I won’t yield even in death.”

Yoshimoto Ryota, though not tall, at this moment held the long sword, the blood from the wound on his abdomen soaking his pants red.

Such a look surprisingly appeared to have a heroic and tragic dignity.

Song Xiaodong had already rubbed the sand from his eyes, looked at Yoshimoto Ryota, sighed, “Let it end here today.”

Yoshimoto Ryota lifted his head proudly, said, “I, Yoshimoto Ryota, am not dead yet; our Kikkawa Kendo hasn’t perished.”

Song Xiaodong shook his head, said, “Mr. Yoshimoto, you’re also a Grandmaster of the Generation. If I kill you, this swordsmanship may vanish. Martial arts is weakened, even though we have conflicts and occasional losses, we should preserve the root of martial arts, hoping it will flourish someday.”

Yoshimoto Ryota stared at Song Xiaodong, said gravely, “You know, if you spare me today, I will come for revenge once my Kung Fu is perfected.”

Song Xiaodong laughed proudly, said, “I look forward to your divine skill, Mr. Yoshimoto; having a good opponent is a lifetime fortune.”

Yoshimoto Ryota glanced at Song Xiaodong, his mouth twitching, saying nothing, directly carrying Miyagi Akihito’s corpse, swiftly heading towards the sea.

In the middle of his footprints, there was unexpectedly a long blood trail.

Everyone remained silent, simply watching Yoshimoto Ryota leave.

They were all too shocked, shocked by Sun Yiyi’s desperate move, which was so ruthless, disregarding her life.

But quickly, they suddenly understood; Sun Yiyi wasn’t acting recklessly, she merely entrusted her life to Song Xiaodong behind her, trusting he could protect her. If he misstepped, she would surely meet her end. Such great trust was needed to make such decisions.