"Mr. Ishino, you... you've lost," a bodyguard said awkwardly.

"Nonsense, I... I haven't lost!" Ishino Saburo gritted his teeth, struggling to stand up, but at this moment he had no strength at all. The standoff against Lin Chuan had drained all his energy, and on top of that, the muscles in his legs were almost all strained to varying degrees; he had completely collapsed.

"Mr. Ishino, just give it up," the bodyguard quickly said. "You're no match for him."

Ishino Saburo was extremely unwilling to accept this. He gritted his teeth in frustration.

At this moment, Lin Chuan came over and sneered, "There is an old saying in China that goes, 'A bettor must accept his loss.' Since you've lost, you should admit that you're the sick man of East Asia. Luo Guoqing, put the banner on them."

"Alright!" Luo Guoqing hurriedly nodded in agreement.

Written on red couplet paper were the striking, large black ink characters for 'Sick Man of East Asia.' Luo Guoqing handed it to several of them.

Ishino Saburo gritted his teeth, trembling with rage all over.

"Don't even think about making me wear it." This was an insult, a humiliation of the Samurai Path spirit. Thus, Ishino Saburo would rather die than wear such a humiliating label, and he said through gritted teeth, "Don't think for a moment that I'll wear that label."

"You've lost," Lin Chuan said with a sneer. "Since you've lost, why can't you admit it? You're not a samurai; you are just a coward. A coward even weaker than the sick man of East Asia!"

"You!!!" Ishino Saburo was even more furious. Sadly, his legs were completely unable to move, and his trembling, unsteady legs further exposed his weakness, making him seem helpless.

Lin Chuan said with a sneer, "What now? If you can't accept it, we can fight again."

"I don't accept it!" Ishino Saburo gritted his teeth, moving towards Lin Chuan step by step, as if a gust of wind could blow him over.

"With just you?" Lin Chuan sneered coldly. With a light push of his hands, Ishino Saburo fell to the ground. Lin Chuan said disdainfully, "You can't even take a single blow, fragile and feeble. You're no match for me; what makes you think you can defeat me? If I were you, I would rather commit seppuku than wear that label of the sick man of East Asia."

Ishino Saburo's face twisted viciously, at this moment, he truly contemplated committing seppuku.

"I... I..." Ishino Saburo roared, "I will kill you!"

Ishino Saburo crawled up from the ground like a sick cat, trembling.

"Stop." At this moment, Miss Qingzi stepped out of the hotel. Qingzi was just about to get some fresh air when she unexpectedly came upon such a commotion at the hotel entrance. Curious, she came over and discovered that Mr. Fujii's bodyguards were actually fighting with the other party.

"Qingzi, I... I'm going to kill him," Ishino Saburo said through gritted teeth.

"Stand down," Qingzi reprimanded sharply. "You have already lost."

"No, I haven't lost," Ishino Saburo said through gritted teeth. "As long as I'm not dead, I will never lose."

"How dare you," Qingzi said with wide eyes. "When I tell you to stand down, you stand down."

"Yes!" Ishino Saburo gritted his teeth and bowed as he stepped back.

"It won't be that easy," Lin Chuan sneered. "Don't think that just because you come from afar, I'll let you off. If you've lost, wrap that banner about yourself honestly, otherwise, this matter isn't over!"

Qingzi glanced at Ishino Saburo, who quickly lowered his head, seemingly conceding to the matter.

"Interesting!" Qingzi smiled openly. "You're Lin Chuan, right?"

"That's correct," Lin Chuan nodded.

"Mr. Lin, how about we have a spar as well?" Qingzi asked with a smile.

"Sorry, I don't fight women," Lin Chuan refused with a shake of his head, saying, "Punches and kicks don't have eyes; if I hit you, with your beauty and fine figure, if by chance it scratches you even a little, that would be a shame."

"Do you look down on women?" Qingzi's eyes widened.

"It's not that I look down on women," Lin Chuan quickly denied, saying, "In my view, women are to be cherished, protected, and doted on. They're not for fighting or dueling with fists and feet. Do you understand?"

Qingzi paid no heed to all this, and directly swung a hook punch at him.

Lin Chuan was shocked and quickly dodged. However, Qingzi's attacks were relentless, and Lin Chuan could feel how formidable she was. She was much faster and more agile than Ishino Saburo. Even though she lacked Ishino Saburo's strength, her speed and agility were key to victory on the battlefield. In martial arts, speed is unrivaled.

Unfortunately, if it really came down to speed and agility, who could surpass Lin Chuan?

The mere title of 'Dark Soldier' was enough to instantly defeat anyone.

Of course, in a sense, Dark Soldier refers to the codename of a team. But that codename alone can astound and shake the special forces of the whole world. This codename represents everything: strength and belief.

"Stop fighting, or else don't blame me for being rude." Lin Chuan dodged Qingzi's attacks over ten times in a row.

Panting with rage, Qingzi barked: "If you are a man, then defeat me fair and square."

"It's not that I don't want to defeat you, but that I don't want to lay hands on a woman." Lin Chuan shook his head and said: "I have my principles; I absolutely won't fight with women, I hope you can understand that."

"Bastard," Qingzi was even more furious, her annoyance growing, she lunged at him rapidly.

Since her tights had already ripped on her way up the mountain, this time Qingzi changed into a different outfit, with black leather pants wrapping around her round and slender legs. Her buttocks were full and very elastic. Lin Chuan cursed angrily: "Fuck, don't push me, otherwise if I start throwing punches, I'll beat you so bad not even your mother would recognize you."

"Go ahead and hit me!" Qingzi cursed: "Are you even a man?"

Lin Chuan gritted his teeth and after dodging another attack, he quickly grabbed her arm and snapped: "I told you, don't force me to strike, you're no match for me."

Ishino Saburo and the others were dumbfounded, never expecting that even Miss Qingzi was no match for him. No wonder, even his Scissor Kick failed to defeat his opponent. Ishino Saburo immediately felt somewhat relieved.

At this moment, Miss Qingzi was still not resigned, she took the opportunity to kick at Lin Chuan's abdomen. Lin Chuan caught the attack with his left palm.

"Qingzi, that's a spot you can't kick." Lin Chuan gasped, "If you'd actually hit, there'd go my happy sex life."

"You..." Qingzi turned red as soon as she heard that.

Qingzi's Chinese was very good, when she spoke it felt no different from a Chinese person's, aside from the occasionally detectable pronunciation of some words, everything else was pretty much perfect. Lin Chuan grinned and said: "What? You're blushing? Could it be you're still a maiden?"

"You bastard." Qingzi gritted her teeth and kicked at him.

Lin Chuan stepped back continuously, a wicked thought sprouting inside him. He slightly curved the corners of his mouth. Miss Qingzi was an attractive woman, good-looking on the outside, and of course, men usually judge based on appearances, as beautiful women tend to draw their attention. Qingzi wore a black leather jacket open at the front, and underneath was a black camisole, which clung to her breasts. The leather jacket was open simply because her bust was too magnificent. Even when she was angry, her chest would heave up and down.

Lin Chuan curled his lips into a crafty smile.

Whoosh...

Suddenly, Lin Chuan darted out.

Qingzi gritted her teeth and said: "Bring it on."

Suddenly, Lin Chuan's figure seemed to disappear in the blink of an eye from Qingzi's view, scaring her out of her wits. She hunched over, remaining on high alert for Lin Chuan's next move.

Smack...

Suddenly, a loud noise rang out, and Qingzi felt a sharp pain in her buttocks.

Behind her, Lin Chuan was standing there laughing triumphantly.

At this time, everyone was shocked, even Ishino Saburo and the others nearly dropped their jaws. Miss Qingzi was known for her fiery temper, and many lusted after her. In Japan, men have a revered status while women are considered inferior. Thus, many men would tease her based on this status, but everyone who harassed or intentionally groped her ended up with no good ending. Even Miss Qingzi's senior brother paid with an arm for his behavior.

This time, Lin Chuan brazenly slapped Miss Qingzi's buttocks in front of everyone. This was simply...

"You bastard!" At this point, Qingzi immediately pulled out the short knife she carried, her eyes blazing with raging fury.

"Hehe, this is to teach you a lesson." Lin Chuan smirked: "If you're a woman, then behave yourself at home, take care of your husband and teach your children. Don't go around shouting about fighting and killing all the time, how boring."

"Go to hell." Qingzi was seething with anger from her eyes.

Lin Chuan, still smiling, dodged the short knife and slapped her buttocks again.

Furious, Qingzi's continuous attacks all missed as Lin Chuan dodged them, and he kept slapping her buttocks hard, again and again. Even though it hurt, compared to the psychological anger and the sense of shame, that pain was nothing.

"Bastard, Lin Chuan, you bastard." Qingzi was fuming with rage.

With every slap, she felt the humiliation deepen. Qingzi was full of anger, yet Lin Chuan was like a slippery eel, she just couldn't catch him. Each time he would deftly slip from her grasp.

Lin Chuan grinned and said: "Qingzi, you've lost."

Lin Chuan raised a bamboo card in his hand, engraved with Qingzi's name and birthdate in Japanese, along with some other details. Qingzi was startled, she checked her waist only to find her Purple Bamboo Card missing. She angrily said: "Give it back to me."

"Then do you admit defeat?" Lin Chuan asked.

"No, I do not concede," Qingzi said furiously.

"Think about it, if just now instead of taking this card, I had stabbed you with a knife at your waist, do you think you would still be alive?" Lin Chuan played with the card and continued: "If you won't concede, that's fine too. Just don't keep pestering me."

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