Volume 1 Return Chapter 13-15 Warrior Ninja

  A black guitar case flew towards Chu Yan, and Mukawa Ryuji's men followed the guitar case to pounce on Chu Yan. About two meters away from Chu Yan, the black guitar case suddenly exploded, and Mukawa Ryuji's hands grasped two narrow ninja swords over three feet long hidden inside the case, shining blades flashing cold light rushing towards Chu Yan.

  Suddenly the exploding box made Chu Yan involuntarily stunned, and then he retreated backwards, Wu Chuan Long Er closely followed behind. Two ninja knives, one in front and one in back, rushed towards Chu Yan. The knife tip of the ninja knife in front almost touched Chu Yan's throat as it stabbed forward quickly. Meanwhile, Chu Yan retreated rapidly backwards. Just when Wu Chuan Long Er's wrist had some movement, he suddenly stopped and dodged to the side, then turned his head and charged forward instead, rushing straight towards Wu Chuan Long Er!

  "What speed!" The thing that Takeo Ryuji was most skilled at was his swordsmanship and speed, but the movement of Chokan, which almost overturned the law of physical inertia, made him greatly surprised in his heart. His right hand's ninja sword swung forward in a reverse grip, aiming for Chokan's throat!

  "Whoosh!!" Chu Yan arrived in front of Mukokoro Ryuji, but before he could launch his own attack, the other ninja sword had already reached his chest. Looking at the blade that was mere inches from his face, a strange and excited smile appeared on Chu Yan's face. At the same time, he used his legs to propel himself into the air, flipping over Mukokoro Ryuji's head and landing about three meters away. He didn't continue with another attack!

  "You're strong!" Takeo Tachibana is a master, and as the saying goes, "a master can tell the depth of an opponent's skills with just one move". With just this initial probing attack, he could clearly see that today, it seems like he has met a formidable opponent. However, this isn't important, Takeo Tachibana is a hitman who loves to take on challenges, and for a long time now, he hasn't met anyone who can have a thrilling fight with him without using firearms!!!

  "You're not bad either." Chu Yan smiled, Wu Chuan Long Er was the first person he met who could move his muscles and bones properly since he returned from Zi Lan Xing. So, Chu Yan didn't plan to end this fight early, after all, an excellent killing machine that had been idle for too long would inevitably feel a little itchy.

  "Kōka-ryū, Takekawa Ryūji!" With a flourish of his twin blades, Takekawa Ryūji bowed to Chu Iwao and solemnly announced his name and lineage. This was a sign of respect for an opponent, although the world knew that Japanese people were often insincere, in certain aspects this insincerity was merely a basic courtesy!

  "Chu Yan!" Chu Yan smiled and nodded, then reported his own name. The atmosphere between the two people suddenly became somewhat dull at this moment, but in this dullness, there was a faint killing intent and bloodiness. The dullness was only before the two had not launched an attack. When Wu Chuan Long Er's twin blades suddenly swung out, a ninja knife suddenly shot out from behind Wu Chuan Long Er, drawing an arc. At that moment, the dullness was shattered, replaced by a violent and brutal killing intent that danced wildly like a storm!

  "What a strange and eerie throwing knife." Chu Yan was inwardly wary of the ninja technique used by this Takekawa Ryūji, as he had previously encountered few Japanese killers or mercenaries who would use such techniques. However, each one he had met was extremely unusual. Take, for example, the Takekawa Ryūji in front of him now - his hands still grasped the ninja sword, but that half-moon-shaped curved knife, which seemed to have appeared out of thin air, was flying towards his neck in an eerie arc. Fortunately, the height of this underground parking garage was not very high, and there were many pillars and other obstacles around, which made the angle of the knife's flight seem less unbelievable.

  "Double Blade Style! Sudden Rain Slash!" The voice of Takeo Ryūji was filled with murderous intent, and his entire body seemed to turn into a fleeting shadow as he suddenly charged to the left behind the pillar. Then, like teleportation, he began to flash towards Chū Iwa, and along with Takeo Ryūji getting closer and closer to Chū Iwa, three half-moon shaped flying swords appeared out of thin air!

  Surrounded on all sides, Chu Yan was completely sealed off from any possible movement by the swift and deadly knife of Wu Chuan Dragon II, who suddenly burst out from behind a pillar, his dual knives spinning in tandem as he charged straight for Chu Yan's waist with a horizontal slash!

  "A rare frontal assault ninja sword technique! Not bad!" Chu Yan evaluated Wu Chuan Long Er's attack in his heart, and suddenly raised his hand. In an instant, both hands transformed into eight-armed Nezha, and he actually pinched the four flying curved knives that had already reached his head, hardening them in his hands. Then, a scene that left Wu Chuan Long Er somewhat stunned appeared!

  The four throwing knives were all razor-sharp and didn't have any handles to grip, but when Ryoji Mukawa caught them bare-handed, a cold smile had already appeared at the corner of his mouth. The four knives were just used to distract Shu Yan's vision; the real attack was the two ninja curved knives in his hands.

  And the two knives, one facing up and one facing down, had almost stuck to Chu Yan's skin. At this moment, Wu Chuan Long Er's eyes seemed to have seen the scene of Chu Yan being splattered with blood, but things often turn out unexpectedly, and sometimes the consequences brought about by this unexpectedness are unbearable.

  "Clang!!!" A loud, metallic clashing sound reached the ears of Takeo Ryuji, and his two ninja curved swords were about to cut into Chu Yan's skin, but they were suddenly stopped by something, completely losing their ability to continue cutting. The feeling of slicing open his opponent's skin and blood splattering everywhere, which he had been eagerly anticipating, did not arrive in his mind as expected!

  "Not bad, Iwagakure's ninja swordsmanship, rarely faces the enemy head-on, you're an exception." Chu Yan said, lifting one foot and directly kicking it into Mukawa Ryuji's abdomen. Just as Chu Yan hadn't fully kicked with force, Mukawa Ryuji suddenly retreated backward, although Chu Yan's foot still hit him, but didn't cause any substantial harm. Mukawa Ryuji's extremely high agility allowed him to avoid what could have been a seriously injurious kick!

  "You...! Are really strong!" After retreating, Mukawa Ryuji didn't rush to launch another attack. Instead, he carefully observed the object that Ushio used to block his previous attack. At first glance, it seemed ordinary, but upon closer inspection, he was taken aback. A chill ran down his spine as he felt a sudden sense of unease.

  Because in Chu Yan's hand, he was pinching his own four throwing knives, with two in each hand, using only three fingers to pinch the two curved knives. At first glance, it seemed as if Chu Yan had transformed into Wolverine, and the snow-white curved knives looked like Wolverine's claws in the dim light of the underground parking garage, giving off an extremely cold aura!

  With just the strength of his fingers, Ryuji could hold onto the knife, but if he were to add a horizontal slash that would block a full-force attack from an expert, the power required wouldn't be something an ordinary person could muster. Ryuji believed he too could do it, but he couldn't do it as effortlessly and elegantly as the man in front of him.

  "I finally understand why Iga-ryū exiled you. You are a warrior, not a ninja. What is the most basic creed of ninjas? To endure, to exist in the darkness as a king, and yet you have fundamentally violated this point." Chuyan said, flicking the tanto knife from between his fingers to one side. From the previous exchange with Takeo Ryūji, he had already grasped his strength at its core, so for the rest of the time, Chuyan didn't plan on continuing to play around anymore. After all, today's situation was special, and he still had people who needed protection, so dragging things out wouldn't do him any good.

  Mukawa Ryūji's expression changed, bringing up the matter of his exile, which was the proudest thing in his life. Whether as a samurai or ninja, it didn't make much difference to him, as long as he could complete his mission and take down the target's head. The method didn't matter, and besides, the man before him seemed to have a pretty good understanding of ninja matters!

  "Finish the task first!" Wu Chuan Long Er had made a new decision in his mind, and his gaze secretly swept over the car where Mo Xi Yao and Wan Cai Ni were hiding. Suddenly, he pounced towards Chu Yan, and with a swing of his hands, two ninja curved knives were inserted into his back. As his wrists danced wildly, the swords in his hand rained down like raindrops, completely covering the position where Chu Yan was standing!!!

  "Finally showing off his true skills!" As the swords rained down from all directions, Chu Yan's face lit up with an increasingly captivating smile. After muttering to himself, he suddenly darted to the left like a flash of lightning, his speed akin to a flowing light. Concealing himself behind a pillar, Chu Yan waited for the hail of hidden weapons to subside before bursting out from behind the pillar. With his hands, he plucked three black swords shooting towards him from mid-air as if picking stars, and his gaze fell upon the spot where Wu Chuan Long Er had been standing!

  "After all, a ninja is just a ninja, and it's not about fighting in the open. " Chu Yan's voice was low, but loud enough for Ryūji Kokawa to hear from his hiding spot in the darkness. However, Ryūji didn't care about Chu Yan's provocation, as his target was about 10 meters behind Chu Yan - a silver BMW 730 sedan. The narrow space only had one path leading to the car, and on that path stood an opponent he couldn't defeat!"

  "It seems that I can only be a qualified ninja this time!" Wu Chuan Long Er said, and suddenly shot out a shuriken from behind a pillar, smashing the nearest lamp to him. The dimly lit underground parking lot instantly became even darker. At the moment when Wu Chuan Long Er shot out the shuriken, Chu Yan discovered his shadow. However, Chu Yan did not go over to force him out because he was clear that Wu Chuan Long Er's goal was to get past him and take down Mo Xi Yao first. The only way to get past him was this narrow road of less than 15 meters wide, excluding the parking spaces, and the only things that could be utilized were those densely packed pillars!

  Darkness will bring the ninja back to his kingdom, so Ryūji Kokawa will definitely smash all the lights and then pass by himself under the cover of darkness to complete his goal. There is one thing that Ryūji Kokawa does not know, Chūyan also has an inexplicable fondness for darkness. If darkness is the ninja's kingdom, then Chūyan is the phantom-like death god who comes and goes freely in the dark!

  "Bang!!" Another lamp was shattered by Mukogawa Ryuji, and Chokan raised his head to look at the remaining six lamps around him. Two of them were just behind the pillars, so even if Chokan didn't stop him, Mukogawa Ryuji wouldn't be able to shatter all the lamps without being exposed in Chokan's line of sight!

  "Are we starting?" Chu Yan looked at a pillar in front of him, his three-handed sword slipping lightly between his fingers!