The Chinese people accepted this agreement, and the Donghe people also agreed.

Because, neither tribe believes that one of them will lose.

Moreover, even if you have no confidence, you can't be cowardly at this moment.

I could only bite my teeth and pin my hopes on Master Lin and Masaichiro Mura.

The Donghe clan officials secretly breathed a sigh of relief by eliminating a melee.

Now, everyone is focusing on the battle between Lin Yun and Masaichiro Mura.

"Hmph, you just wait to kneel down and apologize to the Chinese people!"

The Chinese young man left a sentence and then everyone dispersed.

Several ninjas of the Donghe clan sneered: "Hmph, I'm afraid that you will leave the Donghe clan in shame! Grandmaster Muramasa will win!"

Then, the Donghe tribe all dispersed.

Both sides began to assemble to Fuwang Mountain.

Lin Yun had no idea that when he was in seclusion, he almost became the focus of the Chinese and Donghe tribes.

Three days passed quickly, and the long-awaited moment finally arrived.

At this moment, there are densely packed people on Mount Fuwang, which is two thousand meters tall in the east, from the top of the mountain to the foot of the mountain.

Many people were waiting here a day ago.

Small tents, seats, stools, and various outdoor camping equipment have become popular products at this moment.

There are still many people who are on the way.

In a hospital in Donghezu, Yan Chengdong, the eldest son of HaiLan Group, whose legs were broken by Lin Yun, suddenly received a video call from a Chinese friend.

"Sir Yan, where are you? Haven't you gone to the Donghe clan to play?" In the video, a young man dressed in fancy clothes asked with a wicked smile when he saw the environment of the hospital behind Yan Chengdong.

Yan Chengdong said angrily: "Don't mention it, I'm unlucky this time. Are you having trouble? I'm dead. Are you upset?"

The young man smiled and said, "I'll tell you something, I'll guarantee that you won't be upset after listening."

"Master Lin and Masaichiro Mura, in the battle of Tooko Mountain, many of our Chinese people have gone there. I can't get over now. You hurry up and show me the live broadcast!"

Yan Chengdong cursed, "I want to go there too, but, do you think I can go there now?"

As he said that, Yan Chengdong pointed his mobile phone camera at himself and plastered his legs.

The young man in the video laughed and said, "Sir Yan, this is a worldly war. If you miss it, you may not be able to catch up in your life. If I were you, even if you were in a wheelchair or someone to carry me, you would carry me over!"

"I guess, at least tens of millions of people gathered in Fuwang Mountain now. Have you ever seen that kind of scene in your life?" the young man said in a tempting way.

Yan Chengdong took a deep breath: "Ten millions of people!"

"It's a big scene!"

"Damn it, I'll go! Even if I climb, I'll go!"

The young man in the video praised: "That's right, I promise you will never regret it after you go!"

Yan Chengdong said angrily: "Okay, let's have a break first. I'll broadcast the video to you when I get there!"

Then, Yan Chengdong began to summon his subordinates.

He actually carried him to Fuwang Mountain.

However, nowadays, money can make the devil push the mill, and Yan Chengdong is not short of money, so he soon found someone and sent him to Fuwangshan.

At this moment, Fuwang Mountain is like ant, densely packed.

However, it is clear that the Chinese and Donghe people are divided into two camps, one on the left and one on the right, waiting for the appearance of Master Lin and Master Cun Zheng together.

Among these people, there are many familiar figures of Lin Yun.

In a corner of the crowd, Tian Cuicui, Zhang Meng and others looked up at the high Fu Wangshan with a look of suspicion.

Zhang Meng asked, "You guys say, could that Master Lin be Lin Yun?"

Yan Xuewen shook his head: "I don't think it's possible. Although Lin Yun is also known as Master Lin, he is not qualified compared to Master Munmasa of the Donghe clan!"

"And, Lin Yun is so cool, why did he come to the Donghe clan!"

Tian Cuicui said in a sweet voice: "Yan Xuewen is right, and I absolutely cannot be Lin Yun. I guess that Master Lin is also surnamed Lin!"

"And, although Lin Yun is very strong, I heard that Master Muramasa is the number one person in the martial arts world of the Donghe clan!"

"Lin Yun and others are not at the same level at all!"

Li Hongtu said: "What's the use of saying so much now? You'll know if you'll see later."

On the other side of the crowd, several Lin Yun's roommates also came here.

Zhang Sizu said excitedly: "God, do you calculate this Master Lin, is it Lin Yun?"

Yang Tianyou pretended to close his eyes and said, "I'll do it!"

"Well, I think this Master Lin..."

Yang Tianyou deliberately kept it a secret.

"Is it?" Shi Tou was also attracted.

"How could it be Lin Yun? Why did Lin Yun run east and the clan to do it for nothing?" Yang Tianyou laughed.

Zhang Sizu and others immediately realized that they had been fooled by Yang Tianyou.

"God, do you deserve a beating?" Thunder God, who was fooled, threatened with his eyes waiting.

Yang Tianyou didn't dare to give Lei Gongpi a smile and said, "Just make a joke, liven up the atmosphere, don't be angry, don't be angry!"

"We will know if that Master Lin is Lin Yun later. Now, there is no need to guess now."

At this time, three helicopters suddenly appeared in the sky.

Two of them are printed with patterns from the official media of the Donghe clan.

The other one slowly circled in the mountains of Houfu Wangshan.

Then, drop to a height of several dozen meters.

A black shadow suddenly jumped down from the helicopter.

Everyone below was stunned.

"OMG!"

"He actually jumped out of the helicopter!"

"Who is this?"

At this moment, both the Donghe people and the Chinese people were shocked!

Muramamaichiro stood on a stone above Mount Too, two thousand meters high, and only the audience around the top of the mountain could see clearly.

People on the mountainside and at the foot of the mountain can't see it at all, at most a small black dot is seen.

Only those who hold telescopes can barely see human figures.

"That's Master Muramasa!"

News came from the audience around the top of the mountain.

Soon, like a gust of wind, spread through the crowd.

Everyone knows that the person who jumped off the plane was Muramaichiro.

Now, the people in the Donghe clan camp immediately burst into cheers.

The cheers of millions of people burst into together, the power was as straight as the waves of the angry sea, and the momentum was amazing!

Some Donghe people who were closer to the Chinese camp sneered at the Chinese people around them with pride: "Did you see it? That's Master Munmasa of our Donghe tribe!"

"Our Master Munmasa is like a god descending to earth!"

"Your Master Lin will definitely lose!"

"By the way, why haven't your Master Lin come yet? You're not afraid to come anymore, right?"

"Ha ha……"

The people of the Donghe tribe laughed loudly.

The Chinese people opposite them looked angry.

"Hmph, why would Master Lin be afraid of you people? If Master Lin is really afraid, he would not have traveled all the way from the Chinese clan to the Donghe clan to challenge you Master Cunzheng!"

"That's right, maybe Master Lin is on the way here now!"

"Master Lin will win!"

"Master Lin will win!"

Some Chinese people who didn't know what was going on, also shouted slogans.
Chapter completed!