Chen Mofeng was so angry that he couldn't help but want to take action, but was stopped by the old man in gray.
"Old Chen, the overall situation is the most important thing!"
The old man in gray clothes said with a heavy tone, this Japanese swordsman must not have a simple identity. If he is really hurt, it will definitely cause conflicts in the world.
Although this is a matter between warriors, once such an important person is involved, it will also cause fights in the world.
If these things are involved, it will be troublesome. Yanhuang Awakening will definitely target the warriors of Jiangdong vigorously.
"What do you want?" the old man in gray said, staring at the middle-aged Japanese swordsman.
China is a country of etiquette. Although the old man in gray also hated these two Japanese swordsmen, he had to show his own grace.
"It's very simple. Let my disciple have a fight with your number one genius Yin Ziming. If he wins, we only need twenty bottles of elixirs belonging to the champion."
The middle-aged swordsman from Japan said directly.
It was obvious that this middle-aged swordsman had made preparations, and he was able to say Yin Ziming's name all at once, which meant that he came prepared for the twenty bottles of pills.
The old man in gray suddenly stared at him. He had already guessed that although the Japanese martial arts were powerful, they had no alchemists. The alchemy was even rarer than that of China, so the total number of warriors was far less than that of China.
If we can get twenty bottles of elixirs from China, then the strength of the twenty warriors from Japan will definitely improve a lot.
The old man in gray clothes hesitated. Of course he did not want the Japanese country to obtain these twenty bottles of elixirs, but China has always been a country of etiquette and is known for its authentic martial arts. If he refuses now, it will damage the majesty of Chinese martial arts.
It was as if they were really afraid of the Japanese swordsmen. Their top genius disciples from China didn't even have the courage to compete with others.
Ye Qinghuan was below. The conversation between these people was very loud, and he naturally noticed them all.
Seeing the hesitation of the old man in gray clothes, he suddenly sneered in his heart. He was still hesitating. If it were Ye Qinghuan, he would have already sent people to directly surround and kill the Japanese swordsman. How could there be so much nonsense.
Any country of etiquette is just a title that does not exist. Only strength is the key to determining one's status.
"It's actually a warrior from the Japanese country who came to our Chinese territory to cause trouble. It's really annoying!" Lin Shiyu was the simplest and said angrily next to Ye Qinghuan.
Ye Qinghuan ignored her. These matters had nothing to do with him. Although this body belonged to China, he did not. The concept of country in his heart was very weak.
His own injuries were not healed, and he was not in the mood to meddle in other people's business. A selfish person like Ye Qinghuan would only do things that were beneficial to himself.
"Hey, these two Japanese warriors are so arrogant, aren't you angry?" Seeing Ye Qinghuan still smiling, Lin Shiyu said dissatisfiedly.
"Just two Japanese warriors, this is your Jiangdong territory, just kill them." Ye Qinghuan said casually.
"It's not as simple as you think. These two people are definitely not simple people in Japan. They dare to come. They must be sure. If they really kill them, it will definitely cause international disputes. Don't get too old in your mind.
Isn’t it a simple and crude way to deal with it like killing someone?”
It seems that Lin Shiyu is not as stupid as imagined. It is not easy to think of this level.
It's a pity that she doesn't understand Ye Qinghuan at all.
"Since you Chinese people don't dare to take action, then it's none of my business." Ye Qinghuan said coldly.
Hearing Ye Qinghuan's words, Lin Shiyu and Meng Wenxue felt strange. Are you Chinese? It sounds like Ye Qinghuan is not Chinese.
But there is no doubt that Ye Qinghuan must be of authentic Chinese descent.
"Okay, I promise you, my Chinese talents have nothing to fear from a battle!" The old man in gray said with a wave of his hand.
Compared to twenty bottles of elixirs, the old man in gray cares more about the reputation of Chinese martial arts. This is related to the issue that China is the orthodox martial arts.
Another reason is that Yin Ziming's performance just now gave the old man in gray confidence.
With a peerless sword in hand, Yin Ziming's fighting power is very strong. He believes that except for the incomprehensible pervert like Ye Qinghuan, there is almost no young man in China who can win against Yin Ziming.
It is impossible for the Japanese country to exist!
The middle-aged swordsman showed a sneer.
The young swordsman strode down. At this moment, Lei Yun had been sent off the ring, but he did not want to be sent for treatment. Instead, he watched this scene from the stands of Tianlei Gate.
The young swordsman from the Japanese country strode onto the ring, holding his own Japanese sword in one hand, with indifferent eyes, and said in less fluent Chinese: "China's number one genius, I hope you are not too weak."
"Yin Ziming, don't be merciful and teach this Japanese man a lesson!"
"You actually look down on Yin Ziming. You must give him a lesson so that this Japanese man knows how powerful our Chinese martial arts are."
A group of warriors cheered for Yin Ziming. The appearance of such an arrogant Japanese man completely aroused everyone's national sentiment. They wanted to see Yin Ziming defeat this Japanese swordsman immediately.
Lei Yun stood on top of what he saw, his wounds had been bandaged. He clenched his fists, and there was a ball of anger in his heart. How much he thought that the person standing on the ring was himself.
At this moment when everyone is watching, severely defeat the arrogant Japanese swordsman, win glory for the country, and become a hero of China.
"Hmph, this Japanese man is too arrogant. Brother Yin Ziming will definitely teach him a lesson." Lin Shiyu said angrily.
Ye Qinghuan had a disapproving expression. He didn't even know what those people in the Elder Pavilion were thinking. They must be mentally ill.
A guy like this who came to provoke him actually let him go into the ring to compete, and directly killed him, just to compete with others.
"Just kill these two people directly, it's just stupid." Ye Qinghuan couldn't help but say.
Ye Qinghuan felt that this Elder's Pavilion was extremely stupid to handle.
"Hey, you guys, can you stop killing and killing all the time? Brother Yin Ziming will defeat this Japanese. This is the right approach. It not only preserves our Chinese etiquette, but also proves our Chinese strength, and
Only in this way can international disputes be avoided."
Lin Shiyu said speechlessly that she felt that Ye Qinghuan was too violent, and he only thought about killing no matter what happened.
"That's right!"
Ye Qinghuan has no national sentiments and is too lazy to care. In his mind, these people's behavior is simply stupid.
He simply couldn't understand what the Elder Pavilion was worried about, what interests, what proof of strength was needed? Just kill them all.
Lin Shiyu wanted to say something else, but Ye Qinghuan had already closed her eyes and didn't want to speak.
This matter has nothing to do with him, and he doesn't want to care.