Super Soldier in the City-Chapter 1279 - 1329: Kill 3 Ninjas with One Move

Li Yifei’s gaze swept across the three men, letting out a cold laugh, and said, "Inoue Aoga, is this the so-called samurai spirit that Japan reveres? Secretly bringing two masters to ambush me."

Inoue Aoga stared at Li Yifei, genuinely surprised. He hadn’t expected Li Yifei to have been hiding his strength all along. The power he previously knew was not Li Yifei’s true capability. Even though Li Yifei had just forced the three of them back, Inoue Aoga still did not believe that the three of them teaming up could fail to deal with Li Yifei. Now, what he wanted most was to kill Li Yifei outright. If he let Li Yifei escape this time, it would undoubtedly lead to serious troubles.

These troubles weren’t brought about by Li Yifei personally but rather by political implications at the national level. The pressure from such a situation would inevitably have a significant impact on Japan, so he absolutely could not allow Li Yifei to leave now.

"Golden Eagle, I truly hadn’t thought you’d been hiding your strength, but even so, do you think the three of us won’t be able to bring you down?" Inoue Aoga sneered.

Li Yifei fixed his gaze on Inoue Aoga and said calmly, "Then go ahead and try."

Inoue Aoga continued staring at Li Yifei. On Li Yifei’s face, he saw no trace of fear. This kind of composure made Inoue Aoga truly admire him.

"Attack!" Inoue Aoga shouted sharply. Now was not the time to waste words with Li Yifei. If they dragged this out too long and someone else arrived, things would turn unfavorable.

The three men’s figures blurred and immediately concealed themselves. Despite it being three against one, they dared not act carelessly, launching into their ninja killing techniques right away.

In the past, encountering such powerful Japanese ninjas, Li Yifei could only choose to flee, with no ability to counterattack. But things were different now. This time, he wanted to see if he alone could take on these three elite ninjas.

His eyes were practically useless at this point, so Li Yifei simply closed them. A surge of True Qi burst forth, forming an invisible airflow around him. This airflow extended into countless threads, like spider silk, drifting outward. Soon enough, these threads touched the three ninjas, not only revealing their positions but even imprinting their actions into Li Yifei’s mind.

The sensation was indescribably amazing, beyond words. It felt as though everything was under his control. The ninjas’ specialized concealment techniques were utterly ineffective against him.

Inoue Aoga and his companions displayed great teamwork. The three moved in unison, three long katanas appearing from different angles. Before their forms fully emerged, they utilized their ninja stealth techniques to apply psychological pressure on Li Yifei. And now, with their sudden appearance, they were aiming to catch him off guard. Their strikes were not delicate assassination moves but instead full-force, cleaving blows characteristic of katanas, designed for maximum impact. One strike could split Li Yifei in two.

The three coordinated their attacks perfectly. Inoue Aoga’s slash targeted Li Yifei’s front, while Akagi Kiyoshi’s blade swept horizontally toward his lower back, creating a pincer attack. Miyagi Tōmei’s strike came slightly later, ready to slash downward from above should Li Yifei evade sideways.

Three blades, three directions—Li Yifei’s escape routes were completely sealed. These strikes combined the full strength of all three men. Their aim was simple: to conclude the fight in one decisive move.

They knew clearly that, under such circumstances, even one of them alone would have no chance of survival.

Even if Li Yifei’s hidden strength surpassed any of them individually, the trio’s combined attack, though seemingly simple, harnessed their entire energies. Li Yifei, no matter how strong, could not possibly withstand this strike. At the very least, he would be severely injured if not killed.

Inoue Aoga wore a grim smile, locking his gaze on Li Yifei, and mercilessly swung his katana down. ƒгeewёbnovel.com

But just then, he suddenly noticed a peculiar smile spreading across Li Yifei’s face. At this moment, such a smile looked eerie, sending a sensation of danger through Inoue Aoga—it was the instinct of a seasoned fighter.

Despite the warning in his gut, Inoue Aoga had no alternative. If this attack couldn’t kill or grievously injure Li Yifei, then they wouldn’t be able to hold him. So he swung his blade down with determination.

Li Yifei stood unwaveringly as his right hand stretched out, lifting his dagger to meet Inoue Aoga’s katana.

The two blades clashed, creating a deafening metallic echo. Inoue Aoga felt the sheer force behind Li Yifei’s dagger—it numbed his arm and sent his katana forcibly upwards. His grip almost loosened enough to let it fly out of his hand.

Nevertheless, Inoue Aoga was thrilled. This indicated that Li Yifei had devoted all his strength against him, leaving no room to defend against the other two. To prevent Li Yifei from seizing an opportunity to escape, Inoue Aoga immediately tightened his grip and swung his katana down fiercely again. He would not let Li Yifei break through his defense.

Yet, as Inoue Aoga swung his katana down—he witnessed a scene that left him utterly stunned: Li Yifei’s dagger had already stabbed toward his heart, moving faster than his own blade. He was now completely exposed.

Li Yifei should have been concentrating on defending against Akagi Kiyoshi and Miyagi Tōmei behind him. So how did he still have the capacity for a killing move against Inoue Aoga?

"This guy plans to die together with me." Inoue Aoga instantly understood—or at least thought he understood—Li Yifei’s intent.

"Dream on!" Inoue Aoga roared in his heart, shifting his body slightly, narrowly avoiding the most critical area of his heart. Despite the wound, he swung his katana resolutely, betting on taking a stab from Li Yifei to grant his comrades the chance to finish the job.

Li Yifei’s dagger pierced into Inoue Aoga’s chest. He could even feel the icy sensation of the blade inside him. Yet, rather than agony, Inoue Aoga felt a rush of elation. Li Yifei’s stroke had landed, but it hadn’t struck the heart, meaning he would survive.

But Inoue Aoga’s euphoria froze instantly as an immense force surged from Li Yifei’s dagger into his body. The energy ripped through his organs like machine gun fire, sending waves of pain to his brain and launching his body backward uncontrollably.

Inoue Aoga knew his injuries were lethal. In the end, it wasn’t the blade itself but the devastating force behind it that sealed his fate. Even so, he clung to life, determined to see Li Yifei’s downfall.

From mid-air, his gaze locked onto Akagi Kiyoshi and Miyagi Tōmei. He anticipated seeing their blades slicing Li Yifei into pieces, spilling his entrails in a gruesome spectacle.

Inoue Aoga’s hopes were crushed by reality’s cruelty. Instead of witnessing Li Yifei’s grisly defeat, he saw Akagi Kiyoshi and Miyagi Tōmei staggering backward as if they too suffered severe injuries. Meanwhile, Li Yifei stood firmly in place, unscathed.

"Impossible! Impossible!" Inoue Aoga fell to the ground, his internal organs almost completely shattered. He should have died immediately, yet sheer willpower drove him to sit up and scream, blood and bits of organ spilling from his mouth.

Li Yifei’s figure blurred as he approached Inoue Aoga. Without hesitation, he grabbed Akagi Kiyoshi and Miyagi Tōmei, one in each hand, and casually threw them beside Inoue Aoga. Both men suffered equally severe injuries, barely clinging to life.

The seemingly perfect combined attack by the three was a display of their coordination—but it relied on overpowering an inferior opponent. With Li Yifei’s newfound strength rising to an entirely new level, their calculated strike was far from flawless in his eyes.

Just as during his battle against masters on Mount Kunlun, Li Yifei once faced an opponent with overwhelming skill and had no room to fight back. Now, his capabilities rivaled Murong Yuanqing, while Inoue Aoga and his team were like he had been back then. Their initiative, their precision—it all meant nothing against superior strength. Li Yifei dismantled their attacks with ease.

"You... you..." Inoue Aoga spat another mouthful of blood, glaring at Li Yifei in disbelief.

Li Yifei stood firmly, hands clasped behind his back, and said nonchalantly, "I’ve always said you are nothing but a frog in a well. Now, I’ll let you see what true mastery looks like."

"Ugh..." Inoue Aoga vomited blood once more before collapsing backward, lifeless. His eyes remained wide open, never closing even in death, for how could he reconcile himself to the perfect plan’s bitter demise?