Old lady, if anything happens, please inform Lin Feng first.
She was truly convinced of Lin Feng and regarded Lin Feng as her senior brother and her elder brother.
Mainly, I heard that Japan has brought too many masters this time, and they only have a few hidden old monsters in Qingshan City. If they don't unite, they will be slapped in the face by the Japanese!
Lin Feng asked: "Where is the location?"
"Inside the single-family villa No. 9 in Qingshuiwan Villa District in Qingshan City!"
"Then go, everyone, stop practicing, bring your swords, and let's go see it together!"
Lin Feng said something to Ye Qingxue and others, and everyone stood up, picked up their swords, and followed Lin Feng one by one, feeling their blood boiling.
It’s exciting to think about going up against Japanese masters.
Lin Feng took everyone and went immediately.
When we arrived at the location and entered the villa, there were not many Chinese people inside, only five or six, but there were more than twenty Japanese people, mostly the younger generation.
Lin Feng noticed that on the Huaxia side, Huang Xinying was actually among them.
There was a large space between the two groups, which seemed to be used for sparring.
However, the faces of Huang Xinying and others were not very good, and they all seemed to have something on their minds.
Before Lin Feng and others came over, they had already been defeated by the opponent's senior brother, Yi Dao Feng.
That guy's sword skills were really terrifying. He slashed out with the sword so fast that they couldn't catch it.
If you lose, you will feel extremely frustrated.
Moreover, every one of them hated the Japanese young people so much that they were cursing the senior brother of the Itachi-ryu in their hearts.
That guy recently married a famous model from Taiwan, and that model was among them, and was despised by China.
"Lin Feng??"
Seeing Lin Feng and others coming over, Huang Xinying suddenly became excited. She was so excited that she couldn't help but smile brightly.
Lin Feng is too powerful, the successor of Dongyang Liuyang Dingtian, Liuyang Tribulation Finger is so terrifying, what one-sword style senior brother can beat Lin Feng?
Lin Feng and others came over, and everyone stood behind the old woman.
This made the Japanese people very puzzled. So many people came all at once?
It seems like there aren't any who can fight, but there are more beauties.
When Ye Qingxue and others saw the model and the Japanese husband in Taiwan, they frowned and suddenly felt very unhappy.
That woman was very beautiful. Although she was a little inferior to them, she still had a good figure and good looks. She actually married a Japanese. This was very confusing to them.
"Everyone, you are all China's ancient martial arts practitioners, right? This time our Xigen family came here just to ask for advice from you Chinese ancient martial arts practitioners. Let's see how our original ancient martial arts was passed to China.
Have you made some progress? It’s just that you have let us down so much, there is no one who can fight!!”
An old man opposite smiled and said a few words, but as soon as he opened his mouth, he felt extremely in need of a beating.
As we all know, the ancient martial arts of China are the ancestors of ancient martial arts all over the world.
Without China, the rest of the world would be nothing but ancient martial arts.
The old man's words immediately referred to the place of origin of ancient martial arts as belonging to Japan. Isn't it really shameful?
Everyone looked at Lin Feng.
Including the old woman, they all looked at Lin Feng. It would be hard for them to reply to such words.
If you don't respond well once, you will be slapped in the face by Japan.
Lin Feng smiled and said: "Fellow Taoists from Japan, may I ask what kind of written records are there for the ancient martial arts you practice?"
"Of course it's my Japanese language!"
The old man was very smart, knowing that all the ancient martial arts techniques were recorded in Chinese handwriting, and he claimed all of them as his own.
Lin Feng said with a smile: "Japanese characters are a random combination of some Chinese radicals and symbols. Looking back to the origin, Japanese characters evolved from Chinese characters. Ancient martial arts are natural, and they are also my Chinese characters.
origin!"
"Of course, these days, whoever has the bigger fist is right. Everyone thinks that China's ancient martial arts belong to them, but grandpa will always be grandpa, and grandson will always be grandson. If you don't accept it, just give it a fight!"
"you……"
Lin Feng's words made the old man very angry.
Not only did Lin Feng forcefully slap him in the face, but he also blocked his mouth by telling him who had the bigger fist and who was right, so that he could not continue to refute.
This face really hurt all the Japanese people present!
They really can't argue with that.
As far as writing is concerned, many of their writings are indeed the radicals of Chinese writing. The writings are all related to the radicals and radicals of other people's writings. The recorded ancient martial arts techniques cannot be separated. How can you refute this?
Say no? The facts are there!
If you say yes, don't you admit that you were slapped in the face?
No matter what, the face has been slapped.
"good!!!"
Hell Shura shouted and led the team in applause.
Of course, he only had one hand and could only hit the coffee table, which kept making bang bang bang bang noises.
Old woman Ye Qingxue and others all showed smiles.
Lin Feng was just different. If it were them, he wouldn't be very eloquent and would only be suppressed by the other party. The more he spoke, the more embarrassed he would be.
The only thing Lin Feng admired about him was that he was very cost-effective in making movies. The main actors were usually male and female, and the location was relatively simple, such as home, school, office, etc. The movies produced had simple plots or no plot.
The plots are all very exciting.
This is a super high level that is difficult for other countries to achieve!
Huang Xinying and others all looked at Lin Feng. In any case, Lin Feng's performance was embarrassing to everyone.
The other three old men and women all looked at the old woman curiously, thinking, when did the old woman accept such a good disciple? Her eloquence is really good!
"Ba Ge Ya Lu, boy, get out of here, I'm going to kill you!!"
A strong man jumped out, pointed his knife at Lin Feng, and roared.
"Back off!"
But the old man growled and told him to step back, lest he continue to be embarrassed.
The old man smiled and said: "Little brother, it's useless to talk anymore. Let's start to compare directly. We can see the real results under our hands. It's clear who is strong and weak. The birthplace of ancient martial arts is naturally the strongest!"
The old man is very smart. In a simple sentence, he still emphasizes who is stronger and who is the birthplace of ancient martial arts.
Lin Feng nodded and said with a smile: "Let's play twenty games. Each game will be one-on-one for the younger generation. Let's see the final outcome and tell the winner!"
"But one thing is, everyone can only play once. Regardless of winning or losing, they must be replaced. They cannot play a second time!"
"How much water a wooden barrel can hold depends on the lowest wooden board. Only the overall strength can represent the strength of a country's ancient martial arts, not the strength of an individual!"
The old Japanese man squinted his eyes and gave Lin Feng a high look.
The strong make the rules and the weak follow the rules.
Lin Feng didn't look like much, and his strength didn't seem to be very strong, but the other old men and women didn't say anything. Lin Feng came out to make the rules with a calm look.
Not everyone can have this kind of magnanimity!
The old man immediately felt that Lin Feng was definitely not an ordinary person.