"Heichuan Style." The burly man sneered coldly: "I didn't expect you to know about our Japanese Samurai Path. Correct."

"But isn't the spirit of the Samurai Path all about courtesy, tolerance, generosity, and kindness?" Lin Chuan took a puff of his cigarette and said, "However, what I just saw in your punch was a clear intention to kill, without the slightest bit of courtesy or kindness."

"The spirit of the Samurai Path only applies to us Japanese, not to you Chinese with so much fuss!" The burly man grinned as he spoke.

"May I ask what your name is, sir?" Lin Chuan flicked away his cigarette butt and stamped it out with his foot.

"My name is Ishino Saburo." The man smiled and said, "If you manage to defeat me, I'll acknowledge that you Chinese are formidable. But if you can't defeat me, then... You should just admit that you're the sick man of East Asia."

Lin Chuan smiled and said, "That won't do, the conditions have to be equal."

"What do you want?" Ishino Saburo asked.

"If you win against me, I'll call myself the sick man of East Asia; if you can't win against me, heh, you'll have to admit yourself as the sick man of East Asia." Lin Chuan chuckled and asked, "How about that?"

"Impossible, we Japanese are definitely not the sick man of East Asia!" Ishino Saburo roared in anger.

"What's so impossible?" Lin Chuan said with disdain: "If you don't dare to bet, then hurry up and roll back to your room to sleep. If you dare, just honestly admit it. There are surveillance cameras here, and what you say will definitely be recorded. Don't think you can quibble after losing."

"Fine, it's your words." Ishino Saburo clenched his teeth in anger, flexing his fists and limbs, training his muscles and bones, and said: "I'm going to crush your ribs one by one on your chest, I'm going to make you wish you were dead. I will make you regret it for all eternity!"

"Luo Guoqing, go find the hotel staff and get a banner that reads 'I'm the sick man of East Asia.'" Lin Chuan instructed: "Whoever loses later will honestly carry this banner and parade through the streets."

"Sure thing." Luo Guoqing nodded immediately.

Ishino Saburo was very annoyed, he was extremely angry.

Lin Chuan took off his coat, muttering to himself: "This is a coat my sister bought me, can't get it dirty, it would be troublesome if it got dirty."

"Go to hell." Ishino Saburo was uncontrollable with rage, he gritted his teeth and charged over swiftly.

Lin Chuan handed his coat to Old Li.

At this moment, Ishino Saburo had already charged up rapidly, Lin Chuan bent down, directly ducking under Ishino Saburo's arm. As they were about to brush past each other, he bent his body and fiercely rammed his shoulder into the opponent's chest.

Bang...

The two collided, and due to Ishino Saburo's tall stature and high center of gravity, the moment a force hit his chest, he immediately stumbled backward.

Just as Ishino Saburo was about to fall, Lin Chuan immediately grabbed his arm. Ishino Saburo was suspended in mid-air like that. Lin Chuan revealed a malicious smile and said, "Thinking of falling down so easily? No way!"

After speaking, Lin Chuan raised his head, and his foot stomped fiercely onto Ishino Saburo's jaw.

Crack...

With this kick, the receiving party felt a sharp pain in the jaw and was sent sliding across the ground, fortunately, the hotel outside was paved with granite, so even with the friction, the skin wouldn't be grazed off. Several Japanese bodyguards hurriedly rushed over to help Ishino Saburo up.

"Mr. Ishino, are you alright?"

"I'm fine." Ishino Saburo shook his head and said, "I'm okay."

He struggled to stand up, gritting his teeth angrily, "I want to kill this kid."

"Mr. Ishino, please be careful," one of the bodyguards hurriedly cautioned.

"Don't nag, I know," Ishino Saburo nodded.

After standing up, Ishino Saburo calmed down for a while, then rubbed his hands together in preparation. This time, he decided to use a specialty technique to defeat Lin Chuan. His master had taught him a deadly move, which was the scissor kick.

The scissor kick is a fierce move in the Heichuan Path of the Samurai, each expert devotes their life's research to it. And they would teach it to one disciple who they believed had the talent and good character. Ishino Saburo had obtained his master's true teachings, and the scissor kick was the culmination of his master's life's research.

The scissor kick, as the name implies, involves using the legs like scissors, and the most vulnerable and fatal part of a person is naturally the neck, the cervical spine. The hardest part of the human body is the legs. Using the hardest part, the legs, against the weakest part, the neck, the outcome is naturally very frightening.

However, to lock an enemy's neck with your legs requires certain skills and technique. It must be fast, accurate, and ruthless!

Once the legs clamp onto the opponent's neck, just a light twist, and the neck will break with the momentum. Thinking of this, Ishino Saburo's mouth slightly curled up with a sly smile, as if in his eyes, Lin Chuan's neck was already twisted by him.

Ishino Saburo sneered: "You're as good as dead!"

"Is that so?" Lin Chuan clapped his hands and said, "Come on, I'm waiting for you!"

Ishino Saburo propelled his legs forward and rapidly charged towards Lin Chuan; this time, without recklessness, he initiated several probing attacks. Then, with the speed of thunder that didn't allow one to cover their ears in time, he fell to the ground, and using the power from his hands against the ground, he sprang up. His legs, at an extremely tricky and bizarre angle, lashed towards Lin Chuan's neck.

Ishino Saburo's legs were very long, giving him a considerable advantage when executing scissor kicks.

Lin Chuan was shocked, finding himself somewhat unable to advance or retreat in the face of his opponent's attack. Moreover, there was already no time for him to respond.

Smack smack…

Lin Chuan raised his hands to meet the attack and with astonishing speed, grabbed hold of Ishino Saburo's feet.

"My God," a bodyguard exclaimed in surprise, "He... he actually caught Mr. Ishino's feet?!"

"That's terrifying."

Even Ishino Saburo didn't expect such a turn of events; the speed that was difficult for ordinary people to react to, Lin Chuan had managed to respond. Not only did he react, but he also grabbed his own feet at an even faster speed, which made it difficult for Ishino Saburo to advance or retreat.

Boom…

Lin Chuan couldn't dare to maintain such a posture for long because it was simply too exhausting. Moreover, the opponent clearly intended to break his neck, to put him to death. Lin Chuan decisively and without hesitation kicked his opponent's chest.

With that kick, Ishino Saburo was immediately sent sprawling on the ground like a deflated frog. He lay there, struggling for several rounds but unable to get up.

"The human heart is treacherous!" Lin Chuan sneered coldly, "It's merely a friendly match, yet you intended to put someone to death. Is this your spirit of the Samurai Path?"

Cough cough…

Ishino Saburo coughed a few times, spitting out some blood-stained saliva.

Seeing this, Lin Chuan walked over slowly and said, "The spar ends here; you lost."

Having said that, Lin Chuan reached out to help the other party up.

However, in the blink of an eye, Ishino Saburo shamelessly launched another attack. He slammed his palms on the ground, and his legs once again swept towards Lin Chuan. This time, with the close range and swift action, Lin Chuan couldn't evade in time. Ishino Saburo's legs immediately clamped around Lin Chuan's neck.

"Who said I lost, I won," Ishino Saburo roared angrily, "Kid, you're dead."

After speaking, he quickly tried to twist Lin Chuan's neck.

At that moment, Lin Chuan was firmly grasping his legs. Ishino Saburo encountered such a situation for the first time; someone's hands actually had more strength than his own legs? He exerted as much force as he could, feeling as if his bones were about to break, yet the opponent kept countering his strength.

"Damn it," Ishino Saburo became frantic.

Lin Chuan's eyes were bloodshot, his hands tightly gripping the other's legs without any intention of giving in. At such an angle, Lin Chuan needed to use twice as much strength to counteract one part of the opponent's attack. In other words, if Ishino Saburo's legs unleashed the power of ten bulls, then Lin Chuan's arms had to burst with the strength of fifteen bulls to counter it. This related to the lever principle of physics. Even at such effort, Lin Chuan still firmly resisted.

If it were an ordinary person, even if they could bear the strength, their bones wouldn't hold up.

Crack…

Lin Chuan's eyes narrowed, blood vessels and tendons on his neck stood out prominently, and the muscles on his body slowly stiffened—this sort of living muscle, perhaps only Lin Chuan could train, unlike the full but lifeless muscles of a typical gym instructor. Lin Chuan looked terrifying. Although he was not well, Ishino Saburo was also in bad shape. His thigh muscles were tight, bearing such a powerful force, his muscles were gradually straining. Even the bones in his legs made cracking noises.

Boom…

Suddenly, Lin Chuan burst out with a tremendous force. He broke free from Ishino Saburo's scissors grip. This time, he did not hold back. He firmly captured the opponent's legs and yanked the entire person up, slamming him hard against the hotel's huge granite column.

At the sound of the loud crash, everyone was stunned. Thankfully the hotel's column was solid enough; otherwise, it would have snapped on the spot.

A group of people stood there agape.

"My God," Luo Guoqing exclaimed, "Lin Chuan has counter-attacked."

"Heh, isn't it normal for Lin Chuan to turn the tables?" Old Li grinned and said, "When Lin Chuan took on all the brothers of the Song family by himself, I could see he was formidable, but I never thought he would be this formidable."

"Indeed…" Luo Guoqing could not help but give his approval.

This time, Ishino Saburo was done for. After falling from the column, he didn't move for a long time. Several Japanese bodyguards quickly rushed over and gave Ishino Saburo first aid. Only then did Ishino Saburo wake up from his unconscious state.

Cough cough…

Ishino Saburo suddenly coughed a few times, expelling a mouthful of black blood, and said, "How... how could this happen?!"

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