Faced with Tsukahara Isshin's humiliating questioning, many warriors present were still dissatisfied.
But they are not convinced and can only hold it in!
Even Yan Jing, who had a sword, was killed by Tsukahara Isshin. If they went up, it would be no different than sending them to death.
Tsukahara Isshin had long expected this rabble, and no one dared to answer.
Finally, his eyes came to Chen Xuan's face.
"Evil Emperor, it's your turn next!"
"Old Tsukahara, I advise you not to speak too early." Chen Xuan said coldly, "We in China have hidden dragons and crouching tigers, and there are many capable people. Wastes like Yan Jing and others cannot represent our Chinese martial arts world."
As soon as Chen Xuan said these words, Tsukahara Isshin didn't say anything, but Yan Jing was so angry that he spat out another mouthful of blood.
"Evil Emperor, you are a fucking cripple yourself, yet you dare to talk so shamelessly here. Even if I, Yan Jing, fail, I can still deal with you as a cripple!"
Chen Xuan looked at Yan Jing who was lying on the ground. He just felt that this person was a clown. He not only disgraced Qingcheng, but also disgraced the Chinese martial arts community.
"Are you still trying to deal with the Evil Emperor? Can you stand up now?" Tang Qiuling sarcastically said.
Yan Jing's face turned red when asked. If he could stand up, how could he lie on the ground in such a miserable state?
And being watched by hundreds of warriors, it was extremely embarrassing.
Some people even secretly took out their mobile phones and took pictures of this scene.
"You are not allowed to take pictures! Senior Sword Master is superior in skill, and I, Yan Jing, am convinced that I lost, but today is a competition within our circle, there is no need to spread it to the outside world, there is no need! I hope you will consider the face of our Chinese martial arts community!"
Yan Jing's shameless words made hundreds of warriors immediately change their views.
Previously, he kept scolding others as an old ghost, but now he is a senior swordsman.
Moreover, with Yan Jing's high-profile style, if he defeated Tsukahara Isshin, he would definitely publicize it, but now he says there is no need to spread the news. In fact, it is not for the sake of the face of the Chinese martial arts community, but for his own face.
Because of Yan Jing’s warning, some people secretly took pictures with their mobile phones.
Chen Xuan and Tsukahara Isshin no longer looked at Yan Jing. At this moment, they only had each other in their eyes.
Of course, in Tsukahara Isshin's view, the Evil Emperor, who is no longer at his peak, is no different from Yan Jing.
He still had no desire to unsheath his sword.
"Evil Emperor, I was really looking forward to the battle with you."
"It's a pity that your strength has declined so much that you are no longer qualified to let me use the sword."
"There will be no one left in China from now on."
Chen Xuan heard this and sneered: "Didn't Xu Linghe's design to weaken my strength come from your instructions? What are you pretending to do here now?"
"Hmph, I only asked Ling He to explore your true and false abilities before I leave the seclusion, but I didn't give him permission to weaken your strength to this extent."
Tsukahara Isshin's tone was very disdainful.
"Furthermore, you, the mighty Evil Emperor, were designed to be weakened to the point of being reduced to a useless person by an ordinary person. This only shows that your strength has not yet reached the top level."
"A true top master, when he reaches a certain level, will be able to sense it immediately if the people around him are malicious."
"Evil Emperor, your sensing ability has not yet reached the top level, so even if you are at your peak, you are still no match for me."
After listening to Tsukahara Isshin's words, Chen Xuan couldn't help but sneer again: "As the most powerful person in Japan in a hundred years, you asked your disciples to explore my true identity before leaving seclusion, and your disciples also laid a conspiracy against me. Now you
But you shied away completely, you said everything, and after living for such a long time, don’t you feel shameless at all?"
"Huh?" Being ridiculed by Chen Xuan, Tsukahara raised his eyebrows, but the anger in his eyes only flashed past.
"Evil Emperor, you are still too young."
"You have an old saying in China, know yourself and the enemy, and you can fight a hundred battles without danger. I'll let Ling He test your true and false, what's wrong with that?"
"But since you feel that you have been harmed by my disciple's conspiracy, I don't want to win without force."
"Let's do this. I'll give you three days to recover. After three days, we will fight again on the top of Mount Tai!"
There were hundreds of warriors present, but Isshin Tsukahara was unexpectedly willing to give the Evil Emperor three days.
But looking at the Evil Emperor's weak appearance, how much can he recover in three days?
The more Tang Qiuling listened, the more she felt that this old ghost was shameless. She did not believe that Tsukahara Isshin really didn't know about Xu Linghe's plan.
Xu Linghe's poisonous scheme is so sinister that it is impossible for him to proceed smoothly to the last step with his energy alone.
Therefore, according to Tang Qiuling's speculation, Tsukahara Isshin must have known that it would take a week for Chen Xuan to return to his peak state.
Tsukahara Yishin gave Chen Xuan three days to recover. On the surface, he looked very generous and had the demeanor of a strong man. In fact, this old ghost had long known that Chen Xuan would not be able to recover within three days, so he said this.
"Shameless old ghost, you clearly know that the Evil Emperor will not recover in three days, so stop pretending to be generous!" Tang Qiuling couldn't help but speak and reprimanded in a sweet voice.
Tsukahara Isshin briefly glanced at Tang Qiuling, but he was not very angry, but said with a hint of appreciation: "Girl, you are very talented, much better than these hundreds of trash, wait until I kill the evil emperor,
I will accept you as my disciple and take you back to Japan to make up for the loss of my three talented disciples."
"You can dream!" When Tang Qiuling heard this, her pretty face turned red with anger.
At this time, Chen Xuan waved his hand, indicating that Tang Qiuling did not need to talk nonsense to Tsukahara Isshin.
He looked at Isshin Tsukahara with eyes like cold stars and said: "I don't need three days to recover, just draw your sword!"
"Evil Emperor, you are unarmed, and I don't need our number one sword in Japan to bully you. With you now, I'm afraid you won't even be able to withstand my sword wind!" Tsukahara Isshin said proudly.
He does have 100% confidence.
Of course he knew that Chen Xuan was weakened by Xu Linghe's plan.
And we also know that Chen Xuan's strength has been restored to at most 30% at the moment, and it will take a week to fully recover.
If Chen Xuan was at his peak, Isshin Tsukahara would not rush into China and challenge Chen Xuan.
As Japan's number one master for hundreds of years, he has never lost a match because he doesn't fight uncertain battles.
And the current Evil Emperor, facing him, will definitely lose!
"Old ghost Tsukahara, you can't kill me unless you draw your sword!"
As soon as Chen Xuan finished speaking, his figure was as fast as the wind and lightning, and he suddenly bullied Isshin Tsukahara!
However, Tsukahara Isshin's ability to predict was very powerful, and he could sense Chen Xuan's movement.
Even Chen Xuan's speed and the distance between the two were calculated very accurately.
He pointed at the sword with his right hand and made a stroke in the air. In an instant, a violent wind whipped up the ground, and the air seemed to explode in an instant!
Such a powerful sword force made Chen Xuan's eyes involuntarily turn into the most dangerous needle-like shape!
