Chapter Thirty-Three: War with Xiao Ye

  "Want to fight?" Lin Feng's eyes narrowed, his face beaming with a bright smile. "Leading soldiers to privately intrude into civilian homes, and using knives and guns, is no different from being a bandit. I'll take care of you, this bandit leader, today."

  "These people have my guards." Ono took a deep breath to adjust his breathing, putting himself in the best state of mind for battle, and said: "They are responsible for my safety, mine is there, theirs is just there."

  "Your guards can consider their task complete once they've escorted you to my doorstep. From the moment you enter my home, your safety will be my responsibility. Your guards should remain outside; this is the minimum respect a guest owes their host." Lin Feng's eyes narrowed suddenly as his tone turned icy cold. "But what did you do? Not only did you bring your guards into my home, but you also had them stand watch at my door, attempting to block me from entering the living room. Dammit, this is my home, not a Japanese military camp! How dare you restrict my freedom of movement in my own home?"

  Xiao Ye didn't expect that the two parties would fight because of this, although he felt that there was some justification for it, but he was very dissatisfied with Lin Feng's overbearing tone, let alone the dignity of the Imperial Army which could not be challenged.

  In Ono's heart, only the Yamato people are the best, other races are trash.

  How can he tolerate a piece of trash questioning him in front of everyone, challenging the dignity of the imperial army and being so arrogant?

  Oono didn't reveal his military rank or position, just telling Lin Feng that this was a private duel between the two of them and had nothing to do with the ongoing war between China and Japan. Each would rely on their own abilities, life and death would be decided by fate, and there would be no grudges afterwards.

  Ono's decision was not made without reason.

  Ever since he was forced to apologize to Lin Feng by Ito at the city gate yesterday, he has been holding a grudge. Whenever he sees Lin Feng, he feels annoyed and wishes he could cut him in half with one knife. This is his motivation for a life-and-death duel with Lin Feng.

  But because Ito wanted to use Lin Qingyuan, he repeatedly reminded him not to make the relationship with the Lin family too tense. If he were to conflict with Lin Feng in his military capacity, it would absolutely not be what Ito hoped to see. So, he simply issued a challenge to Lin Feng in his private capacity, which was the most revered samurai spirit in Japan. Even if Ito knew about it, he couldn't blame him.

  "Haha, can't convince you with words? Fine, let's settle this with fists! Bring it on!"

  Ono doesn't think Lin Feng is cool, and Lin Feng can't possibly think Ono is cool either!

  Yesterday, at the west gate, Yuexiang was almost insulted. Lin Feng clashed with the Japanese army to save Yuexiang and took Ito Kamejiro as a hostage, confronting a large number of Japanese soldiers. At that time, the most arrogant person in the Japanese army was Ono.

  Before the Japanese army entered the county town, Lin Feng was the number one and two in this area. No one dared to speak loudly in front of him. The only time he was caught by the security team to join the army and fight was also related to this little devil.

  Lin Feng had a deep-seated hatred for the Japanese army, and with Ono not taking him seriously and repeatedly shouting, he wanted to say that he didn't want to take it anymore, but that was just nonsense.

  Want to fight? Come on!

  Lin Feng has always been decisive and efficient in his actions, without any hesitation or delay. With a swift motion, he thrusts the rifle forward, pointing the bayonet directly at Xiao Ye. At the same time, he withdraws his right foot, sidesteps, and anchors himself firmly on the ground. Then, with another quick flick of his wrist, he charges towards Xiao Ye, shouting: "Come on!"

  Ono grasped the hilt of his sword, flexing each finger in turn. After slowly taking two deep breaths, he suddenly let out a loud battle cry and took a step forward with one foot. With a swift motion, he swung his sword down from above towards Lin Feng's head.

  Ono is indeed a Japanese military officer, and his skill with the sword is impressive. This one slash gives people a sense of being crushed under the weight of Mount Tai.

  Lin Feng didn't dare to be careless, his feet remained still, and he leaned back slightly with his upper body to dodge...

  Xiao Ye made a single slash in the air, without exhausting his strength, and didn't give his opponent a chance to catch their breath. He counterattacked with another slash aimed at Lin Feng's lower abdomen...

  This move is extremely vicious, just as the opponent has barely dodged a knife and thinks they can take advantage of the momentum to counterattack, this move suddenly comes out, even if it can't kill the enemy with one blow, it can still force the opponent into a disadvantageous position.

  Lin Feng had just dodged a knife, his body leaning back, his line of sight slightly raised, unable to see the blade of Ono's horizontal slash, but saw the movement of his shoulders, and thought: "Not good!" Trying to dodge again would definitely be too late, in a flurry of panic, he hastily stood up his gun to block, while his right foot exerted force, spinning his body to crash into Ono's chest...

  "With a loud clang of metal, Lin Feng successfully parried Xiao Ye's sneak attack and countered with a swift swing of his gun, sending Xiao Ye's command knife flying out. In one smooth motion, he reversed the grip of his gun and jabbed the butt straight at Xiao Ye's chest."

  Lam Fung's move was ruthless enough, and when he suddenly encountered Ono's rear attack, he didn't retreat but instead advanced, catching his opponent off guard. Moreover, the gun butt aimed at Ono's chest merged with Lam Fung's momentum from his sudden advance. If this gun butt had hit its mark, Ono would have been killed or at least suffered a severe injury.

  Ono was no ordinary person either. When he realized that his attack had missed and he was about to be counterattacked, he hastily shifted his body and stepped forward, brushing past Lin Feng...

  Lin Feng's first strike missed, but he didn't pull back. He directly brushed past Xiao Ye's side, and during the brief moment they crossed paths, he made a small movement, casually bringing his hand up to grab the gun, and with the bayonet pointing downwards, he slashed it across Xiao Ye's chest...

  With a "ripping" sound, Ono's chest burst open, his clothes torn and blood flowing.

  After this move, the two people's positions were swapped, and they ended up back-to-back.

  Lin Feng stood with his back to Xiao Ye, looking at the bloodstained dagger, a mocking curve rising from the corner of his mouth.

  Ono suffered a loss in one move, lowered his head to look at the wound on his chest that was seeping blood, and his eyes were burning with rage.

  "Ah-ah!"

  Ono let out a loud roar, using all his strength, turned around and slashed horizontally with his knife, the blade humming with wind, aiming straight for Lin Feng's ear...

  Lin Feng heard the sound of a sharp blade cutting through the air from behind and knew that Xiao Ye had launched another attack, so he turned around and raised his gun to block...

  "Another" was also a sound of gold and iron clashing.

  Lin Feng felt that Xiao Ye's strength was unusually great this time, and his body shape was unstable, "Deng Deng Deng" retreated several steps in a row, his chest was stuffy, his throat was sweet, but it turned out that the old injury had relapsed, and a mouthful of blood spurted out as soon as he opened his mouth.

  Lin Qingyuan and Yueliang saw Lin Feng spitting out fresh blood, didn't know how serious the injury was, both were shocked, and shouted in unison.

  "Feng'er......" Lin Qingyuan shouted and raised his foot, about to rush over...

  "Master..." Yueliang called out, just as the old master was about to rush into the battlefield. She quickly ran over and grabbed him, holding him back. "Sir, you can't go in there!"

  "Feng'er, Feng'er, how are you? How are you?" Lin Qingyuan was held back by Yuexiang and couldn't get through, so he could only shout out sentence after sentence, expressing his concern for his son.

  Lin Feng is now in a pitiful state, not only has his old lung injury relapsed, but the gunshot wound on his shoulder has also been torn open, the piercing pain making his right arm almost numb.

  Damn it, am I going to die at this guy's hands today?

  Lam Fung could recall the challenge initiated by Ono was a matter of life and death, now his old injury recurred, his body was even more unbearable than when he was first injured, his body was weak and powerless, his head was dizzy and he almost fell asleep.

  Xiao Ye didn't expect that his furious strike would deal a severe blow to his opponent, and he was slightly stunned for a moment. He immediately realized that this was an excellent opportunity, where Lin Feng wouldn't have any chance to catch his breath. With another loud shout, he took a wrong step and rushed forward, swinging his sword straight at Lin Feng's head.

  Lin Feng's heart sank when he heard Xiaoye's loud shout, and he bit his tongue to keep himself awake. He looked up to see Xiaoye's command knife already chopping down towards him, and hastily dodged to the side. However, his body was weak, and his reaction was slightly slower than usual. The blade sliced across his left chest, tearing open his clothes from top to bottom, revealing a long gash that seemed very frightening due to all the blood, but fortunately it was only a superficial wound.

  Chest injury, severe pain stimulated Lin Feng's consciousness, making his mind clearer and his body's potential was also activated.

  At this time, Ono's sword did not stop, attacking continuously, raising his sword and chopping again...

  Lin Feng had been a soldier, but he hadn't received any assassination training. He simply threw away the rifle in his hand, as it wasn't very handy. It could be used to deal with a few small soldiers, but if he were to face a master, not only would it fail to exert its power, but it would also hinder his movements. It was better to fight with bare fists.

  Lam Fung threw away his rifle and dodged Ono's heavy blow again, suddenly jumping up and kicking Ono's chin with a two-start kick.

  Lin Feng's second kick suddenly shot out, Xiao Ye was shocked and hastily retreated...

  Lin Feng knew his physical condition couldn't withstand a prolonged battle, so he took advantage of the situation and didn't show mercy. Seeing Xiaoye retreat, he immediately charged forward with lightning speed, his fists clenched as he unleashed a Black Tiger Heart-Grabbing Fist, wrapping around Xiaoye's body with a familiar force, swiftly striking towards Xiaoye's heart...

  Xiao Ye was retreating, his figure not yet stable, when he saw Lin Feng's fierce and powerful punch, his face changed greatly, and he hastily swung his knife to force back the opponent...

  Seeing Xiao Ye's knife coming towards his wrist, Lin Feng slightly shifted his hands, changing from a fist to a grab, skillfully avoiding the blade and seizing Xiao Ye's wrist. With Xiao Ye's upward force, he suddenly lifted upwards, and at the same time, taking advantage of the forward momentum, he took a big step to get behind him...

  At this time, Ono was pulled back by Lin Feng's four ounces moving a thousand pounds of clever force...

  Lin Feng turned around and made a knee strike directly at Xiao Ye's waist while grabbing Xiao Ye's wrist with his hand and forcing it downwards...

  Ono's body was still able to stand upright, and as he leaned back, he fell right into Lin Feng's knee strike...

  A loud "crack" was heard in the ear, and Ono let out a blood-curdling scream as he fell to the ground with a thud.

  Ono's body arched and fell to the ground, feeling as if his waist had been broken, the pain causing his whole body to convulse, unable to catch his breath, rolling over several times before struggling to get back up.

  Lin Feng looked at Xiao Ye rolling on the ground and sighed inwardly: "What a pity!"

  Lin Feng's old injury recurred, and he was also slashed by Xiao Ye in the chest. The old and new wounds overlapped, greatly reducing his physical strength. Otherwise, this knee strike would have definitely broken Xiao Ye's waistbone, making it impossible for him to stand up again for the rest of his life.

  Missed such a good opportunity, so Lin Feng secretly thought it was a pity.