On the deck of the entire luxury ship, the originally noisy scene suddenly became quiet.
Takakura Leshan walked slowly on the deck, followed by an Oriental woman with outstanding figure and beautiful appearance wearing a kimono.
Finally, under the gaze of everyone, Gao Changleshan came to the front of the deck.
Gao Cang Leshan looked at the 300-meter-high watchtower two kilometers away, and his eyes flashed.
That is the symbol of the East China Sea.
The reason why I chose this place is because Gao Cang Leshan believes that this place is the most sacred. It is geographically located between the two countries and on the landmark building of China's territorial waters. It will be an extremely glorious thing to defeat a Chinese master.
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Eastern warriors pursue only one word, glory, throughout their lives.
In fact, aren't most of the human beings in this world running around for fame and fortune all their lives?
Perhaps people like Ye Xiaobai, who don't seek fame or fortune and only have beauty in their eyes, are very rare and belong to a different kind of existence.
The sea breeze blew and blew on Gao Cang Leshan's body, making the black warrior robe rustle.
"Thirty years ago, my master swept the entire Chinese martial arts world and became famous throughout the world. Today, I will once again use the sword in my hand to promote my reputation as an Eastern warrior."
Gao Cang Leshan immediately opened his mouth and spoke slowly. Although every word came out slowly, it was like thunder, which showed the depth of his skills.
His tone was full of extremely powerful confidence, infecting every Eastern warrior on the ship.
"Takakura-kun!"
"Takakura-kun!"
"Takakura-kun..."
The Eastern warriors on the deck immediately started shouting and shouting. Takakura Leshan has the status of a disciple of the Eastern Sword Saint and is at the level of a Grandmaster. Therefore, he has become the pride of the majority of Eastern warriors.
"This time, if Takakura-kun takes action, Na Ye Hunshi will definitely be defeated. Takakura-kun, even if he cannot achieve the great feat of being a swordsman for thirty years, he can still regain the glory that belongs to me as an Eastern warrior in this battle."
"Yes, Takakura-kun is a disciple of the Sword Master, so he must have superb swordsmanship. Naye Hunse thinks that he can despise our Eastern martial arts world by defeating Goryu Yamamoto. He is simply overestimating his abilities and is a frog in the well."
"Takakura-kun is mighty!"
"Come on Takakura-kun!"
You must know that Ye Xiaobai's defeat of Yamamoto Goryu in Tokyo not long ago is just a pimple in the hearts of Japanese warriors, a pain in their hearts, and it is a shame.
However, the martial arts of most warriors are only at the ordinary level. They cannot even reach the level of Yamamoto Goryu. Although they are angry and resentful, they do not dare to challenge Ye Hunshi, because they are so obviously humiliating themselves.
No matter how stupid you are, you won't do something like this to give away points.
At this time, Takakura Rakuzan, a representative figure, appeared and became the spiritual support of the vast number of warriors in the East and the idol representative in their hearts.
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"The ship from the East is coming."
"It's almost half past six. They are really on time!"
"What are they yelling about?"
"Who knows the translation of Oriental bird language?"
"They said that bullshit Sword Master disciple, Gao Cang Leshan, will crush our Chinese Ye Hunshi."
"He also said that we Chinese warriors are all rubbish."
"Fuck! They are too arrogant and arrogant."
"Don't worry! Ye Hunshi, if it doesn't work, I will personally challenge Gao Cang Leshan and let them understand who is the rubbish."
One of the masters who questioned Ye Xiaobai's martial arts cultivation said arrogantly.
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Facing the calls and worshiping voices behind him, a look of enjoyment flashed across Gao Cang Leshan's eyes.
He enjoys the feeling of being admired.
I stood on the deck, struck a cool pose, and pretended to be cool for a while.
Tilting his head slightly, General Takakura Leshan asked, and the beauty in kimono behind him said, "Check, what is the current Kyoto time in China."
"Yes, Mr. Gao Cang, it is China Kyoto time, six twenty-nine."
The Japanese beauty in kimono said softly and respectfully.
Gao Cang Leshan nodded, turned his face again, and faced the watchtower on the coast of the East China Sea.
The true energy in the body started to circulate rapidly.
A surge of grandmaster pressure immediately bloomed from Gao Cang Leshan's body.
It swept across the entire deck and made all the warriors on the scene feel a feeling of a huge stone pressing on their chests. It was very difficult to breathe and felt very uncomfortable.
"Whoosh!"
Gao Cang's Leshan clogs immediately kicked off the steel deck, and his whole body flew away like an arrow from a string, towards the sea two kilometers away.
It was only a few hundred meters away, and Gao Cang Leshan's toes were immediately on the sea. With a slight tap, with the help of a little buoyancy of the sea water, his body lifted up again.
After repeating this several times, Gao Cang Leshan successfully arrived at the foot of the watchtower, and then flew up. The entire movement was completed in one go.
From a distance, he looks cool and handsome.
Of course, the tight-fitting samurai uniforms and samurai robes also played an important role.
As a master at the master level, Qing Gong can only go so far. If you want Qing Gong to reach the state of seemingly flying in the air, that is the pursuit of a higher level of martial arts. The majority of warriors can practice to this point.
It is almost the limit of more than 99% of warriors.
With the appearance of Takakura Leshan.
The Oriental warriors on the Oriental giant ship screamed and shouted again, and there was a sound of drinking tea.
And this Qing Gong cultivation level, among the masters, is indeed the top level Qing Gong, which is very impressive.
Even the grandmasters here in China, including many grandmasters on the prestigious list, feel inferior.
It seems that this disciple of the Eastern Sword Master, Takakura Leshan, really has a lot of skills.
Especially the grandmaster who just shouted that he would challenge Ye Xiaobai if he was not his opponent, now he regrets it.
Because, based solely on his Qinggong cultivation and objective evaluation, he believed that there was still a certain gap between himself and Gao Cang Leshan.
Qinggong is the most basic martial arts, and the gap is huge. Then other martial arts cultivation levels may be even greater. In this case, if I take action, I am afraid that I will be punished under the watchtower on the coast of the East China Sea.
At this time, many master warriors finally realized why Gao Cang Leshan, a disciple of the Eastern Sword Master, chose this place as the place for a showdown.
That's because, within dozens of miles around this watchtower, there is sea water.
It can achieve a decisive kill. As long as the opponent is seriously injured, there is almost no escape on the endless sea.
Because, if you are seriously injured, you will die faster if you dive.
And if you choose Huashan Mountain or land, it will be difficult to kill a grandmaster.
It can be seen that Gao Cang Leshan's intentions are still very vicious.
Soon, Gao Cang Leshan stood on the watchtower more than 300 meters high, looking down on the world, standing against the wind, cool and cold.
"That Japanese samurai is really arrogant. After a while, he will know what despair is."
"Yes, once Instructor Ye appears, he can no longer pretend."
"It's just instructor Ye, why haven't you come yet?"
The members of the SWAT team were all on a ship, and they consciously protected Xu Rong in the middle. They looked at Gao Cang Leshan in the distance on the watchtower, and they all looked very displeased.
And this scene was also caught in the eyes of the head of the Third Military Region in the Southwest Province.
"Grandpa, Gao Cang Leshan's Qing Gong is really good!"
From an objective point of view, Ma Xiaoyun still admires Gao Cang Leshan's skills very much.
After all, the two kilometers of sea area can be passed by in a few rounds, and one can easily climb the three hundred meter high watchtower without any auxiliary tools. In the eyes of ordinary people, it is very shocking, no less than
Ye Xiaobai demonstrates the kung fu of catching bullets with his bare hands.
"Well, his skills are indeed good. I'm afraid Luo Canghai, the leader of the four instructors of the Dragon Group, may not be his opponent."
Although Ma Zhaolong is not a martial artist, his eyes are so sharp that he has seen almost all the masters of the Dragon Group, so based on his intuition, Luo Canghai may be a little bit closer.
"Tch, what's the use of Luo Canghai? When he saw Ye Xiaobai, he immediately knelt down and didn't even dare to hit him."
Mentioning Luo Canghai, Ma Xiaoyun looked disdainful, "It seems that this disciple of the Eastern Sword Master will also suffer a tragedy today."
"That's necessary. How could my appointed Lieutenant Colonel Ye be so bad?" Ma Zhaolong became proud.
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Arrived at half past six.
Gao Cang Leshan has also arrived.
However, Ye Xiaobai was nowhere to be seen.
"Hey, what's going on? Ye Hunshi hasn't come yet?"
"You must be afraid, right?"
"Bagayalu, Ye Hunshi is simply a coward."
On the giant Oriental ship, every Oriental warrior couldn't help but start squirting.
Even the warriors on the Chinese side frowned, and everyone was excitedly looking forward to seeing Ye Hunshi's grace. However, Ye Hunshi unexpectedly failed to come.
What the hell is going on!
How disappointing!
"Listen, you Chinese warriors, and quickly call your Ye Hunshi to fight."
"Are you Chinese warriors all cowards?"
"I think it's probably a pig."
"Yo ha ha ha..."
The Eastern warriors started shouting.
Just turn on the loudspeaker on the giant wheel and shout.
So the Chinese side a few kilometers away could hear it clearly.
"Humph, our Mr. Ye Hunshi may have something to do and was delayed for a while. How could he not dare to come? Since you can't wait for him, then I will come and meet Mr. Gao Cang for a while."
At this time, a little-known master named Guo Zhi slowly walked out from the crowd.
He is a loyal fan of Ye Xiaobai. At this time, his idol was insulted and how could he endure it.
"Okay, let me try my hand on you, come up and die!"
Gao Cang Leshan on the watchtower suddenly opened his eyes, and then said in a deep voice, the true energy rolled down, the sound penetrated a distance of three kilometers, and fell clearly on the Chinese ship, in the ears of every warrior