While on the road, Iga Mochizuki had already called his father Iga Qianzhen to report the situation here. At the same time, he quietly observed Chen Feiyu through the rearview mirror.
Of course, she didn't deliberately lower her voice when she made the call, because she knew very well that with Chen Feiyu's strength, Chen Feiyu would still hear her even if she lowered her voice.
"By the way, what are the levels of martial arts strength in Japan?"
After hanging up the phone, Iga Mochizuki suddenly heard Chen Feiyu ask.
She lightly frowned, put down her phone, thought about it, and realized that this question was not a secret, and then said: "Actually, the classification of martial arts levels is the same as yours in China. After all, Japan was a student of China in ancient times, and martial arts
It’s been around since ancient times.”
Chen Feiyu suddenly realized: "So, your strength is also in the 'early stage of a master'?"
"That's right." Iga Mochizuki nodded and asked "accidentally": "What about you, what is your level of strength?"
"Ha." Chen Feiyu said with a joking smile: "I'm afraid I'll scare you if I say it."
Iga Mochizuki curled his lips and muttered: "If you don't say it, don't say it. What's so great about it? Can you still be a 'late-stage master' if you can stand up to the sky?"
Although her voice was small, she couldn't hide it from Chen Feiyu. Chen Feiyu chuckled and shook his head: "'Grandmaster's late stage'? You're right, it really isn't."
"I knew it." Iga Mochizuki snorted arrogantly, and felt relieved. Since he is not a "late-stage grandmaster", he is now a "middle-stage grandmaster". However, with his "mid-stage grandmaster" strength, he can kill himself instantly. His strength
Even so-so-huhu is considered awesome.
However, she didn't notice that Wu Ruojun and Yoshimura Miyu, who were sitting in the back row, had strange looks on their faces, because Chen Feiyu was indeed not a "late-stage grandmaster" but a "half-step legend", and not an ordinary "half-step legend".
He is a "half-step legend", but a "half-step legend" who can defeat Kawamoto Akami. This cannot be judged by common sense.
In less than half an hour, they brought Chen Feiyu and others to the headquarters of Iga Ryu. After Iga Mochizuki got off the car, he said calmly: "Come with me, my father is waiting for you at the martial arts field."
After saying that, Iga Mochizuki took his katana, turned around and walked towards the direction of the martial arts dojo.
Martial Arts Hall?
The corners of Wu Ruojun's lips curled up into a smile, playfully saying: "Welcome guests with force. It seems that Iga-ryu doesn't welcome you very much. I'm afraid your trip to Iga-ryu won't be so smooth."
"So what?" Chen Feiyu smiled confidently: "I, Chen Feiyu, am not that easy to deal with. If Iga Liu wants to embarrass me, I can also use thunderous means to scare Iga Liu. I am a noble Chinese man, so I can still be afraid.
Isn’t it just Japan?”
Although Wu Ruojun always felt that Chen Feiyu was not pleasing to the eye, after hearing Chen Feiyu's words, he couldn't help but smile, and his mood became much brighter: "Then let's go, I want to see what you will do."
Overwhelm the famous Iga-ryu in Japan."
Chen Feiyu nodded and walked forward side by side with Wu Ruojun.
Yoshimura Miyu quickly followed behind.
Along the way, people greeted Iga Mochizuki respectfully from time to time. It was obvious that Iga Mochizuki had a high status.
Crossing the courtyard and heading to the left, Chen Feiyu and others soon followed Iga Mochizuki to an open-air square, which was about the size of four or five basketball courts.
In the center of the square, he saw a middle-aged man wearing a black and white samurai uniform, kneeling on a futon with his eyes closed and concentrating. Although he was sitting still, he was exuding a fierce aura, like an unsheathed belt.
The bloody sharp blade makes people frightened and afraid to look at it!
Around this middle-aged man, there were many people standing in a row.
The strength of two of them has reached the "middle stage of master", which is much stronger than Iga Mochizuki. As for the others, their strength is in the "middle stage of Tongyou" and "late stage of Tongyou", and they should all be Iga-ryu.
The elite ninja.
In addition, at the left and right ends of the square, there are straw stakes and weapons such as samurai swords for training.
Chen Feiyu nodded secretly. The aura of this middle-aged man was only slightly inferior to that of Kawamoto Akira. He had obviously reached the "mid-legendary" state. If he guessed correctly, he should be Yi, who ranked fifth among the top ten strongest men in Japan.
Congratulations Qianzhen.
As for the other two "mid-stage grandmaster" Iga-ryu ninjas, Chen Feiyu didn't pay much attention to them. The mere "mid-stage grandmaster" warriors couldn't catch his eye.
The corners of Wu Ruojun's lips curled up into a smile. One was a "mid-stage legend" and two were "mid-stage grandmasters." Iga-ryu's "welcome" was quite a big one.
Next to her, Miyu Yoshimura was already shocked. Iga Sennee, who is famous throughout Japan, actually showed up in person, and there were also two other powerful ninjas in Iga-ryu. This was equivalent to the fact that all the most powerful people in Iga-ryu were present.
, God, this scene is too shocking, right?
While Chen Feiyu was sizing up each other, everyone in Igaliu was also sizing up Chen Feiyu and Wu Ruojun.
When they looked at the unfamiliar Chen Feiyu, their expressions were full of confusion and hostility. When they looked at Wu Ruojun, their expressions were mildly hostile but full of surprise. When they saw Yoshimura Miyu, they were completely hostile. Obviously Iga-ryu and Koga-ryu
The contradiction between them is so severe.
As for Iga Qianzhen in the center, he still kept his eyes closed and concentrated, not even looking at Chen Feiyu and others, as if he was scornful or disdainful.
"Wait a moment." After Iga Mochizuki said something to Chen Feiyu, he walked up to Iga Qianzhen, bent down and whispered: "Father, those young men and women are from China, and they asked for it by name.
See you.
In addition, the Chinese woman named Wu Ruojun is about the same strength as me, but the man is a bit special, he can kill me instantly with one move, and his strength should be at the 'middle master' level."
Only then did Iga Qianzhen open her eyes, and a glimmer of light suddenly flashed across her eyes. Her aura suddenly rose, but it immediately dissipated.
He said "hmm" and looked at Chen Feiyu and Wu Ruojun with surprise in his eyes.
As the fifth most powerful being among the top ten strongest men in Japan, not to mention a young man, even many Japanese government officials or big tycoons were so nervous when they saw him that they did not dare to take a breath.
, but the Chinese man and woman in front of him can look so calm, which is really strange.
How did he know that although Chen Feiyu was young, he was unparalleled in strength. Even Akami Kawamoto, who was ranked third among the top ten strongest men in Japan, had his arm cut off by Chen Feiyu, let alone him.
He is only ranked fifth. Let alone show his timidity in front of him, Chen Feiyu would be good if he doesn't act like he is a head above him.
As for Wu Ruojun, as the genius of the ghost doctor sect martial arts family, he has seen many "legendary" strong men since he was a child. Even the Wuyinshan martial arts family, one of the branches of the martial arts family, has "mid-legendary" strong men in charge, so he is also a "legendary" strongman.
Naturally, the Iga Senzhen with the strength of "Mid-Legendary" cannot intimidate Wu Ruojun.
However, after Yoshimura Miyu saw Iga Sennee, she felt nervous. Iga Sennee was a peerless expert who was famous in Japan. In the eyes of ordinary ninjas like Yoshimura Miyu, she was a god-like existence. Now she saw a "god"
Right in front of her, how could she not be nervous or shocked?
However, Iga Qianzhen withdrew her gaze from Chen Feiyu and Wu Ruojun, secretly thinking that perhaps these Chinese men and women did not understand what they represented in Japan, let alone their own strength, so they could stand without changing their expressions.
In front of me, yes, it must be like this.
Thinking of this, he nodded secretly and stood up slowly. For a moment, in the eyes of everyone, it seemed as huge and towering as a mountain, except of course Chen Fei and Wu Ruojun.
"Who are you?" Iga Qianzhen, like Iga Mochizuki, can speak Chinese, and they also asked this question, "What qualifications do you have to see me?"
The surrounding Iga-ryu people glared at Chen Feiyu with contempt and disdain.
Suddenly, the atmosphere became tense and intense.
Even though all this pressure was on Chen Feiyu, even though Yoshimura Miyu knew that the conflict between Chen Feiyu and Igaliu would be good for her, but standing next to Chen Feiyu and bearing a small part of the pressure, she was still frightened and had a layer of pain on her back.
Cold sweat made the back of my clothes wet.
In front of everyone, Chen Feiyu ignored Iga Qianzhen's question, but looked around and said: "There's not even a place to sit. Is this the way you treat guests in the Iga style? It's really ridiculous."
As soon as these words came out, Iga Mochizuki felt dissatisfied. As a super strong man in Japan, her father was such a superior being. He, a mere Chinese boy, dared to be so disrespectful in front of his father. It was really rude!
Someone nearby translated Chen Feiyu's words into Japanese, and everyone in Igaliu jabbered angrily against Chen Feiyu.
Even though Chen Feiyu and Wu Ruojun couldn't understand Japanese, looking at their expressions, it was clear that what they said was not good. However, Chen Feiyu and others would not care about these Japanese minions at all.
Chen Feiyu was seen standing with his hands behind his back, with a sarcastic smile on his face, looking calmly at Iga Sennee not far away, ignoring all the angry Iga-ryu people around him.
The people in Iga-ryu couldn't help but become even more angry, and started shouting angrily.
Suddenly, Iga Qianzhen laughed loudly and said: "Our Iga-ryu only welcomes strong people. If you want to have a seat in our Iga-ryu, you must show corresponding strength!"
"Oh?" Chen Feiyu stood with his hands behind his hands and raised his eyebrows: "Then how can I prove my strength?"
"It's very simple, just defeat the strong men of our Iga style." Iga Senzhen winked at a tall man in his forties next to him, and the man nodded respectfully and walked out.
Chen Feiyu looked at him and saw this tall man with long arms, wearing a gray samurai uniform and a samurai sword on his waist. The most important thing was that he was the two "Mid-Grand Master" strong men in the crowd.
one of those.
"As long as you can defeat him, I will recognize your qualifications to sit and talk to me." Iga Qianzhen said contemptuously: "But the sword has no eyes, and life and death are conceited. If you die in Iga-ryu, you can't blame us."
"The sword has no eyes, do you take responsibility for life and death?" Chen Feiyu said lightly: "Okay, I agree."