Rebirth of the Peak Young Master

Chapter 1479: Taking Responsibility

Miyamoto Shigeru smiled disdainfully as he danced. Miyamoto Shigeru leaned forward to dodge the Earth’s sweeping kick and kicked the Earth’s left leg. The Earth predicted Miyamoto Shigeru’s intent. Using his left foot, he leapt up. The Earth shifted his weight to his right leg, using the Original Force to strike hard at Miyamoto Wu.

Miyamoto Shigeru had anticipated the Earth’s response. His entire body hung in mid-air, flipping to avoid the Earth’s right foot. Then he swung his fist. In just two seconds, the Earth’s back was struck by five fists from Miyamoto. He furiously countered a punch at his back, hitting Miyamoto’s right shoulder.

Tu Youyou rolled on the ground several times, increasing the distance between him and Miyamoto Shigeru. He half-knelt on the ground, blood flowing from his mouth. Miyamoto Gangming’s ferocity far exceeded Tu Youyou’s expectations. Tu Youyou couldn’t help but cast a glance at Jiang Guangrong. Where did this guy provoke such a formidable opponent? Even the premier gang leader of the Southern Province couldn’t hold a candle, and the woman looked severely injured.

Although Miyamoto Wu only took one hit from the Earth, it wasn’t easy. Miyamoto Shigeru shook his right arm, trying to relax the muscles to ease the pain. After defeating the Earth, Miyamoto had no intention of an Assassin move. After all, Miyamoto Wu had only one aim: to kill Jiang Guangrong!

As Miyamoto approached Jiang Guangrong in two steps, more footsteps were heard not far away. Miyamoto Shigeru frowned and turned around to see Zhao Junkai and Zhang Xianhai arriving, with Li Mubai following closely behind.

Miyamoto Shigeru secretly worried. More and more people were arriving. If the problem with Jiang Guangrong couldn’t be resolved quickly, perhaps Miyamoto wouldn’t be able to kill him today, and he’d have to face the consequences of his life here.

Miyamoto Wu ignored Zhao Junkai’s pursuit and rushed toward Jiang Guangrong. At that moment, a man in black appeared between Jiang Guangrong and Miyamoto Wu. That person was Qin Duanyang.

Qin Duanyang turned to Jiang Guangrong: "Brother, are you alright?"

Jiang Guangrong, seeing the Qin Family had arrived, couldn’t help but sigh: "Dead end!"

Upon seeing Qin Duanyang’s eyes, Miyamoto Wu almost widened his own. At this moment, another man of similar age appeared on Miyamoto Wu’s left. Miyamoto Wu couldn’t help but sneer: "Qin Duanyang, Qin Duanmu, the Qin Family is still here!"

Qin Duanyang smiled at Miyamoto Shigeru’s dance: "There’s a saying in our Xia Country. When you’re sick, you’ll be killed! You’re heavily injured now. Surrounded by so many people, Miyamoto Wu, you’re doomed!"

Miyamoto coldly looked at Qin Duanyang, turned his head to glance at Qin Duanmu on the left, and then at the strong warlike look standing up on the right, finally turning to see Zhao Junkai and Zhang Xianhai behind him. Miyamoto Shigeru couldn’t help but sigh. Would he die here this time?

Qin Duanmu, dressed in white, wore a cold expression.

The four rushed toward Miyamoto from four different directions. Miyamoto Gangming faced these four fearlessly. Miyamoto Shigeru quickly devised a tactic for himself. First, he’d take care of the weakest Zhao Junkai and the injured land, and then slowly fight with the Qin brothers.

While dodging Qin Duanyang’s fist, Miyamoto danced, taking a hard hit on his left rear shoulder from Qin Duanmu’s punch. Leveraging Qin Duanmu’s immense strength, Miyamoto Wu spat a mouthful of blood, then fell onto Zhao Junkai.

Zhao Junkai didn’t expect to be lifted during Gong Benchao’s dance. After hastily taking two punches from Gong Benchao, he was hit in the left rib by Gong Benchao’s fists and kicks. Zhao Junkai fell heavily to the ground like a short kite. He clearly heard the frightening crack of a bone fracture. Gong Benchao broke two ribs.

After Miyamoto Gangwu took down Zhao Junkai, he distanced himself from the Qin brothers, then turned to coldly look at the Earth.

The Earth couldn’t help but shiver: "I can’t rely on..."

True to form, Miyamoto danced toward him.

Tu Youyou hesitated, but despite Gong Zhe’s severe injuries, he still struggled under the Qin brothers’ attack. Though Tu Youyou defended cautiously, Gong Zhe quickly seized an opportunity. After taking several punches from the Qin brothers, Gong Zhe shook his leg directly, sweeping the dirt away. While the Earth was still airborne, Gong Zhe strikingly pursued, his right elbow firmly hitting the ground.

Like a giant rock, the Earth fell to the ground. He wiped the blood from his mouth with his arm as he leaned on the ground, forcefully looking up at Miyamoto Wu. This elbow from Miyamoto Wu had completely nullified his combat ability.

After Miyamoto Ze struck the Earth down, he hadn’t descended into love. He clashed with the Qin brothers, then took five or six steps back.

Jiang Guangrong wasn’t just stupidly watching this scene, was this Miyamoto Wu even human? Was this physical condition not normal? His body badly injured, he chose four experts, faced Nihama’s failure twice, wasn’t the strength too immense?

The strength of Miyamoto’s dance greatly exceeded Qin Duanyang’s expectations. Miyamoto Gangming bore the brunt with Qin Duanmu too much like an unheralded talent. It was terrifying!

In reality, Miyamoto Wu was already collapsing by this time. The reason he remained standing was entirely due to his strong physique and tenacious willpower. A trickle of blood seeped from Miyamoto’s mouth again, gently shaking his right arm: "What about the two kids from the Qin Family, do you wanna continue?"

Qin Duanyang and Qin Duanmu couldn’t help but look at each other. Did they have hope of victory?

Miyamoto Jun didn’t want to waste more time. If he continued to procrastinate here, he might fall to the ground and get slaughtered without the Qin brothers’ help.

Roaring, Miyamoto danced up, clenched his fists, and charged toward Qin Duanyang. Qin Duanyang couldn’t help but curse: "Lie in the trough, what about me!"

Qin Duanmu stepped forward, swinging his right arm to parry Miyamoto Zhe’s dance. Qin Duanyang turned around, followed by dancing with Miyamoto Zhe. The brothers attacked Gong Benchao’s dance one after another.

Nobody could gain the upper hand in this fight. After a few minutes of fierce combat, the Qin brothers were covered in bruises. Miyamoto Wu was in the same state. At this point, Miyamoto Wu began to fall into decline. His breathing became rapid, his heartbeat accelerating. More and more blood flowed from the head wound. Miyamoto Wu glanced angrily at Jiang Guangrong, feeling puzzled by Miyamoto Zaihua. Why was Jiang Guangrong so ready today, but Miyamoto had no energy to think further. He was clearly aware he couldn’t commit suicide on Jiang Guangrong today.

Thinking about the original dance at the Imperial Palace, it started to fade.

When the Qin Family saw Miyamoto Wu shift from offense to defense, they knew that as long as the two brothers stabilized, defeating Miyamoto Wu and avenging their Second Aunt was just a matter of time. Considering this, the Qin Family’s fighting style began to trend conservative. They avoided direct confrontation with Miyamoto Wu, choosing guerrilla warfare, only consuming Miyamoto Wu’s dwindling physical strength.

Gong Benchao suddenly roared, throwing a punch at the Qin brothers from right to left. The Qin Family dared not be careless, so they opted for a temporary retreat.

Miyamoto Ze was delighted, realizing he had a chance to escape. Pressing the Qin brothers out, Miyamoto Ze ran in the opposite direction without looking back.

Jiang Guangrong’s eyes almost popped out. How could this Miyamoto dance, with Gangming sitting on the ground, blood spurting from gashes on his body: "You haven’t died..."

Miyamoto Ze referred to a woman in white as Light Sleeve, Qin Yanran’s bodyguard, known as Seventh Sister.

Qian Xiu suddenly glanced at Zhang Xianhai nearby and smiled, nodding at him.

Zhang Xianhai slightly furrowed his brows, couldn’t help but murmur: "Is it her alone, Light Sleeve?"

The Tianjiang Divine Weapon, a short-sleeved dagger, stabbed Miyamoto to death, giving Jiang Guangrong immense relief. Once convinced of his rescue, Jiang Guangrong felt dizzy and fainted against the wall.