Return to the City: The Strongest King
Chapter 789 - 790: Take and Ask

Chapter 789: Chapter 790: Take and Ask

By the time those little devils had all come to their senses, Song Xiaodong and Sun Yiyi had already escaped the land of poisonous snakes and were sprinting away at full speed.

The men immediately screamed and chased after Song Xiaodong and Sun Yiyi. They had gone through so much trouble to get the Snake Saliva Fruit; they couldn’t just let someone steal it so easily.

Song Xiaodong and Sun Yiyi were very fast, but none of those men were weak. Their intense anger even boosted their potential, and they sped up even more than usual, quickly bridging the gap to within just a few meters of Song Xiaodong and Sun Yiyi.

As they ran, Sun Yiyi had already started plucking the fruits from the branch, not pausing her steps in the slightest.

They had entered cautiously, but now they were leaving, they were fast as lightning. In less than ten minutes, they had already made it up the valley.

Seeing that Sun Yiyi had secured the fruits, Song Xiaodong suddenly said spiritedly, "Sun Yiyi, isn’t running away like this too disgraceful for us Chinese?"

Sun Yiyi turned her head towards Song Xiaodong, removed her mask, revealing a sweet smile, and asked, "Then what do you propose?"

Song Xiaodong exclaimed loudly, "Since we’ve encountered such masters, wouldn’t it be delightful to have a battle with them?"

"Sure!" Sun Yiyi eagerly nodded.

Then, the two suddenly stopped running.

The leading little devil, seeing the distance closing suddenly, didn’t think twice, shouted loudly, and leaped forward, holding a katana in both hands and fiercely slashing toward Song Xiaodong.

At that moment, Song Xiaodong had his back to him and didn’t turn around. He passed the katana to Sun Yiyi and took a dagger from her. Pivoting on his right foot, he spun his body and thrust the dagger diagonally into thin air.

"Clang!" a crisp sound rang out.

Song Xiaodong’s dagger was initially stabbing at nothing, but his opponent’s long sword was slashing toward him. It was as if they had calculated everything precisely or rehearsed countless times. Song Xiaodong’s dagger was already stabbing into the side of the opponent’s long sword.

With a flick of the dagger in that guy’s hand, still mid-air and wide open, Song Xiaodong, however, already faced him head-on. Although he also flicked his dagger outward, its shorter length did not extend far. He quickly retracted it and stabbed directly toward the opponent’s chest.

The little devil was instantly terrified. The force of his downward slash had not dissipated, and there was no way to retract it. Moreover, they were so close to each other that even if he wanted to dodge, it was already too late.

As the dagger was about to pierce his chest, he knew he was about to die, but when Song Xiaodong’s dagger reached his chest, he flipped his wrist, and the tip of the blade retracted to his wrist, turning into the handle facing the opponent, which he then smashed directly into his chest.

"Puff." The guy’s body jerked, then he spat out a mouthful of fresh blood. Song Xiaodong’s strike did not kill him, but it caused him severe internal injuries, causing fresh blood to spill out.

Song Xiaodong had already made a sidestep to avoid the blood spewed from his mouth.

"Beautiful!" Sun Yiyi could not help but excitedly praise at that moment. The move seemed simple, just a block and a stab, but the timing was so exquisite it was beyond description.

With one successful move, Song Xiaodong burst into laughter, feeling an indescribable sense of exhilaration.

At that moment, all the Japanese people rushed forward. Two of them supported the injured man, while several others surrounded Song Xiaodong.

The guy who had once tried to rob Song Xiaodong’s tent immediately glared and barked, "So it was you two Chinese pigs!"

Song Xiaodong’s expression darkened, he said nothing, and suddenly lunged at the guy with a burst of speed.

"Damn it!" These people were prepared this time, the guy cursed loudly and struck at Song Xiaodong’s face with his katana.

At his side, two men with long katanas attacked Song Xiaodong simultaneously. The three masters, with their three katanas, directly targeted Song Xiaodong’s vital points.

At that moment, Song Xiaodong appeared calm, but his mind was highly focused, imprinting the trajectory of the three katanas into his brain in an instant.

His steps did not stop; he continued to rush forward as if delivering himself in front of the three long blades. However, just as the katanas reached him, he reacted by thrusting his dagger directly at the one coming from the left.

With a clang, Song Xiaodong easily blocked that strike, using the force of the horizontal blade to accelerate his body to the right, naturally avoiding the overhead blade, while his dagger quickly blocked the blade from the right.

At that point, the overhead blade completely missed, swinging over Song Xiaodong’s shoulder.

By then, Song Xiaodong had already used the force from blocking the blade on the right to press his shoulder against the middle blade.

The middle opponent reacted quickly, trying to cut sideways at Song Xiaodong’s shoulder.

But a great force from Song Xiaodong’s shoulder transmitted to the side of his opponent’s blade, rendering the opponent unable to turn over temporarily, while Song Xiaodong, staying close to his blade, went straight to his face, with his dagger already appearing in front of his eyes.

The guy was instantly terrified, powered his legs to rapidly retreat.

But by then it was too late, and Song Xiaodong’s dagger had already swept past in front of him.

"Ah!" A scream rang out as the guy covered his left ear with his hand.

Having succeeded with his move and before the others could surround him, Song Xiaodong had already retreated to Sun Yiyi’s side and coldly said in Japanese, "Dare to insult China, I first cut off one of your ears as a punishment."

Sun Yiyi looked sideways at Song Xiaodong, her eyes filled with continuous admiration.

Surrounded by the masters, Song Xiaodong seemed to be in a realm of his own, easily cutting off an ear, which was truly domineering.

The Japanese masters, one by one, showed a look of horror; Song Xiaodong’s action had truly stunned them all.

The lead Japanese took a deep breath, calmed his shocked feelings, stepped forward, and said solemnly, "My Chinese friends, although he indeed spoke improperly earlier, you used our preparations to take our items, should you not explain yourselves?"

Song Xiaodong smiled faintly and said, "Since when did these items become yours? Heavenly and earthly treasures belong only to those with virtue."

"But we spent so much effort, made so many careful preparations, and you took them away after our initial preparations, is this not theft?"

Song Xiaodong said, "Even without your preparations, we would have been able to get these items all the same."

"Pingci must have been killed by them. Now they’ve stolen our items too. Big brother, no need to waste words, let’s go together and kill both of them."

The man with the cut ear shouted loudly at that moment, while the others were also eager to try. They were nine in total, and even if two were injured, seven against two did not seem like they could lose, even against the strength of Song Xiaodong!