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Chapter 1941 Two women fighting

Igaru had someone who knew Chinese, so he translated Wu Ruojun's words in a low voice. Oda Ichige and other Igaru's ninjas were all indignant. It was really hateful that this Chinese woman dared to look down on Igaru.

Iga Matsuki noticed Wu Ruojun's small movements and inadvertently followed Wu Ruojun's gaze to Chen Feiyu. He could clearly feel Wu Ruojun's trust in Chen Feiyu. He couldn't help but secretly wonder, is this Chinese boy who looks younger than her a real strong man?

"No, it is absolutely impossible. How could a person who has no breath of a warrior on his body be a martial arts powerhouse? Perhaps he has a deep background in China, so he will be captured and interrogated later."

Iga Motsuki shook his head secretly and said in a deep voice to Takeruojun: "Since you don't take us Iga seriously, it seems that I need to teach you a lesson so that you can experience the consequences of not respecting Iga."

"Since that's the case, let's fight. Only the strong deserve respect." Wu Ruojun stood up slowly, and a sense of fighting arose in his eyes.

When she was in China, she was pressed down by Liuli in all directions, which made her not see any hope of defeating Liuli in her whole life. This was definitely a major blow to Wu Ruojun, who had always been proud and had already felt a little angry.

Now that she has come to Japan, she will never accept that even Japan has women of the same age who can suppress her. Therefore, she will never allow herself to lose to Iga Motsuki in this battle!

Iga Makoto's idea was much simpler. It was rare to meet a woman who could compete with her in appearance and martial arts. She also had a high or low thought in her heart. Of course, what is more important is to teach Wuruojun a lesson so that this Chinese woman can know the power of Igaru and the power of Japan!

She waved her hand and asked Oda Kazuki and others to retreat, so as not to affect them during the battle later, and said, "Since you want to fight, Iga Matsuki will accompany you, but don't worry, since you only injured Oda and the others before and did not take their lives, I will not kill you."

Wu Ruojun chuckled and said, "It is not an easy thing to hurt me, Wu Ruojun. You should worry more about yourself. If you are defeated by me in front of these hands, it may affect your prestige in their minds."

"You don't have to worry about this, because I won't lose to you."

Iga Motsuki said, waving out her sleeves casually, a powerful and soft internal force gushed out to the surroundings.

There was only a sound of the table rubbing against the ground. The tables and chairs in the hotel lobby were pushed by her internal force, and all moved to the surrounding walls, leaving a large space, enough for the two women to duel.

As for Chen Feiyu's table, he was naturally protected by Wu Ruojun and still remained motionless as a mountain.

Chen Feiyu raised a smile on his lips. Judging from Iga Matsuki's hand alone, she had already gained quite good attainments in controlling internal strength. It was not easy for Wuruojun to defeat Iga Matsuki.

In front of everyone, Wuruojun and Iga Motsuki walked to the center of the lobby, about three meters apart.

They are as beautiful and charming as they are, and they have the same aura as when they stand together, and the difference is that one comes from China and the other comes from Japan.

Everyone around them lit up their eyes, and they felt pleasing to the eye. This scene was absolutely rare!

Suddenly, two powerful fighting spirits emanated from the two women, filling the entire hotel.

Oda Yichi and his friends changed slightly. They only had the strength of the "Tongyou Period". Under the powerful aura of the two masters and powerful men, they involuntarily retreated one after another.

Only two light zhas heard, Wu Ruojun and Iga Motsuki took action at the same time!

The two women jumped up from the same place and rushed towards each other, fighting each other halfway.

Wu Ruojun's sword-pinning technique was used in his hand, and his moves were as fast as lightning. The sharp sword energy kept shooting towards Iga Motsuki. His moves were ever-changing, exquisite and unpredictable, showing the charm of the demonic ghost doctor sect.
Chapter completed!
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