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This time, it was Charlie who made his presence known!
Charlie’s expression remained impassive as he stood there, his toes lightly grazing the ground. Suddenly, a triangr shard of broken ss shot up from the ground with incredible speed, hurtling straight toward Iga Kaminari!
In an instant, Charlie kicked another piece of ss, sending it flying in the same direction.
As Iga Kaminari charged forward, he caught sight of two vibrant, crystal-clear objects streaking past him, resembling shooting stars racing through his vision!<h3 style="background-color:DodgerBlue">
Before he couldprehend what was happening, a sharp pain surged through his right wrist, where he held his ninja sword!
Before he could even blink, a simr pain erupted in his left wrist!
Momentster, an overwhelming weakness washed over his hands, causing the ninja sword to slip from his grip and tter to the ground.
Simultaneously, two warm, red mists from unknown origins sttered onto his face…
As the strong, metallic scent of blood filled the air, he finally understood—his hands had been severed by those two streaks of light!
The red mists were blood gushing from the stumps of his wrists!
He was in shock, utterly confused about how this had happened!
In that moment, Charlie lunged forward!
With a swift motion, he grabbed Iga Kaminari by the neck and lifted his 200-pound frame effortlessly!
At the same time, Charlie skillfully evaded the encirclement of the other ninjas!
This pack of wild, dog-like ninjas had anticipated Charlie might break in one direction, but none expected him to charge straight at Iga Kaminari!<fn5ae8> Th?s chapter is updated by ?ovelFind</fn5ae8>
Wasn’t that like running headfirst into a brick wall?!
Yet, Charlie chose the most formidable opponent among them!
At that moment, Iga Kaminari was left helpless, his neck gripped by Charlie’s powerful hand, blood still oozing from his severed wrists. Though he could still move his arms, he was renderedpletely powerless below the wrists!
With his grip unwavering, Charlie pushed through the hall, crashing through a window, and then mmed Iga’s body against the wall with one hand!
He maintained his hold on Iga’s neck, keeping him suspended about 30 centimeters above the ground!
With his legs dangling in mid-air, Iga was pressed against the wall, unable to slip down due to Charlie’s iron grip.
However, the tremendous pressure from Charlie’s hand made it nearly impossible for him to breathe; his legs iled desperately, and his face turned dark purple!
The spectators were struck with terror!
Especially the Iga ninjas, whose entire worldview was shattered! They were horrified—who was this Chinese man? Why was he so incredibly strong? No, it was beyond mere strength!
He seemed like a god! The formidable Iga Shinobu had been brought low, like a lifeless dog! What kind of perverse power could crush Iga Kaminari so thoroughly?
In that moment, Charlie’s expression was icy, yet the corners of his mouth curled into a mocking smirk as he sneered, word by word: “So this is what you call Japanese Ninjutsu! How utterly pathetic!”
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