Under One Person: Please Call Me Golden Flash

Chapter 96 They're just taking advantage of the fact that you, Old Zhang, are an educated man.

At the forefront of the crowd, Zhang Jing glanced at the Japanese soldiers opposite her, then turned her gaze to Zhang Zhiwei beside her.

“Zhiwei, I haven’t inquired about your cultivation over the years, nor have I bothered to do so.”

"This is perfect timing. Our opponent is the Japanese devils, so let's not hold back. And let your master and your fellow disciples see what you're capable of."

"Got it!"

Zhang Zhiwei smiled slightly, then took a step forward and shouted with great enthusiasm to the Japanese soldiers in front of him: "Seriously! Let me, your humble servant, show you what you're made of!"

Upon hearing this, the entire room fell silent.

Not only were the Hieiyama ninjas dumbfounded, but even their own people looked at each other with blank expressions.

"Brother Lu, do you know what Senior Brother Zhang meant by what he just said?" Lu Ren looked at Lu Jin beside him with some doubt.

"I don't know, it sounds like Japanese."

Lu Jin shook her head, equally puzzled.

"But judging from Senior Brother Zhang's tone, he must be cursing the Japanese, right?"

"It seems so. Look, those Japanese devils over there are so angry their faces are red."

"I never expected that Senior Brother Zhang would know Japanese. He is truly a role model for us all..."

"By the way, isn't Brother Zhao also fluent in Japanese? Could he translate for us?"

For a time, many people who were familiar with Zhao Zhen also turned their attention to him.

After witnessing this scene, Zhao Zhen really wanted to find a secluded place to laugh for a while.

He really didn't expect Zhang Zhiwei to be so "fierce"!
He also didn't expect that there wasn't a single person on his side who understood Japanese.

But thinking about it, it makes sense. Apart from the four families, everyone else on our side is either from the mountains or the temple.

Moreover, even among the disciples of the four families, very few go to Japan to study, so naturally there aren't many people who understand Japanese.

Moreover, how could those who went to study abroad in the past possibly be qualified to be brought here now?

Thinking of this, Zhao Zhen coughed lightly.

Translate this, translate this! How do you translate this "tm"? Translate this! What does "tm's surprise" mean?
He could cheat Zhang Zhiwei, but he, Zhao Zhen, really wouldn't dare to cheat so many people present.

If they get caught later, won't this group of people team up and burn themselves alive?

Zhao Zhen immediately pretended not to see the gazes of the crowd and flashed to Zhang Zhiwei's side.

"Why waste words with them? They're just taking advantage of the fact that you, Old Zhang, are an educated man. Why not just kill them all?"

After saying that, Zhao Zhen suddenly flicked a silver needle from his fingertip and shot it towards the Japanese soldiers.

Ding!
Nikaido Eita swung his sword, precisely knocking away Zhao Zhen's silver needles.

"It seems we really are looked down upon..."

"They even like it, teasing us before killing us. Are all the people here so twisted?"

"Hehe, actually I quite liked that Taoist priest from earlier, but I liked his head even more."

"I'm going to kill him!"

"Gentlemen, let's make a scene!"

……

As the demon sword Hiruma was drawn, the Japanese soldiers rushed towards the group in the next instant.

Of course, a large portion of the people actually went there because of Zhang Zhiwei.

After all, in their eyes, Zhang Zhiwei's words just now were simply a mockery of them!
"Zhao Zhen is mine, don't try to take him from me, or I'll chop you all down with me!"

A glint of madness flashed in Eita Nikaido's eyes.

He charged ahead, his eyes fixed on Zhao Zhen.

"Brother, it's about time."

With a solemn expression, Zheng Zibu took out one precious talisman after another from his bosom.

"what……"

Lu Jin nodded, activating the Reverse Life Triple Technique, turning his entire body a pale white. "Huaiyi, remember our mission: escort Master and the others close to the Ninja Leader!"

Zhang Zhiwei turned to Zhang Huaiyi and the others behind him and gave them instructions.

"I understand, senior brother!"

Almost in the blink of an eye, the once clearly defined scene instantly descended into chaos.

Although the number of people from the four families and three temples who came this time was not small, it was in no way inferior to the number of the ninja from the Raiyama.

In an instant, everyone found their rival.

Well, except for Zhang Zhiwei.

He was being beaten up by seven or eight people at that moment...

As for Zhao Zhen, he naturally faced off against his "old acquaintance"—the demon Nikaido Eita!

Looking at the student in front of him holding the demon sword, Zhao Zhen also twisted his neck and stretched his muscles a little.

Lately, I've basically been either on the run or on my way to the run, and I've rarely even competed with others.

Zhao Zhen almost forgot that his skills extended far beyond just escaping...

"Zhao Zhen, even if you manage to escape this time, you won't be able to get away with so many of your companions, will you?"

Eita Nikaido licked the demon sword Hirumaru, his eyes filled with fighting spirit.

"Run? Why should I run?"

Zhao Zhen chuckled and assumed the starting stance of the Two Forms Peak from Bajiquan.

"Don't worry, I won't leave today until I've wiped out all of you Hieiyama ninja."

"That's best!"

Eita Nikaido let out a low shout, and then his figure instantly disappeared from the spot.

The next instant, a blade gleaming with cold light appeared behind Zhao Zhen.

"Flowing Water Slash!"

Zhao Zhen turned and dodged, trying his best to avoid touching the demon sword Hirumaru with his body.

This demonic blade is too sharp; even Zhang Zhiwei's Golden Light Spell might not be able to block it, let alone his mortal body.

But after missing his first attack, Eita Nikaido's offensive continued like a relentless tide, wave after wave, attacking Zhao Zhen.

This is the characteristic of the Flowing Water Slash: the blade's momentum is continuous and impenetrable, just like flowing water.

Due to the characteristics of the demon sword Hirumaru, Eita Nikaido is proficient in almost all schools of swordsmanship within the Japanese army, and the Flowing Water Slash is one of them.

Seeing that he couldn't find a way to fight back for the time being, Zhao Zhen frowned slightly.

With a flash of golden light, Zhao Zhen's figure vanished from the spot in an instant.

"Where have you been?"

Eita Nikaido almost subconsciously released a red aura, trying to sense Zhao Zhen's location.

"Ugh!!!"

But the next second, the wailing from afar made his pupils shrink sharply.

Of the eight men who had attacked Zhang Zhiwei, one was now lying dead on the ground, his eyes wide open in disbelief.

Behind him, Zhao Zhen's figure, holding a silver needle, slowly emerged.

"One."

"asshole!!!"

The veins on Eita Nikaido's forehead bulged out.

He never expected that Zhao Zhen would suddenly launch a sneak attack on his companion while he was fighting him!

Faced with Eita Nikaido's fury, Zhao Zhen simply smiled and gave him the middle finger from afar.

"Idiot~"

(End of this chapter)