Chu Tian expected that Master Yi Jian would appear, and Kim Jong-yong also confirmed this.

But he didn't expect the other party to be so fast that he came to him shortly after losing the battle on the beach. He didn't know whether the other party was brave enough to fight repeatedly, or that he was eager to jump over the wall and urgently needed a victory, but it was fine no matter what, the other party came to him openly and unyieldingly to find his own bad luck.

This is very important to Chu Tian!

He was most afraid that Master Yi Jian relied on his superb skills but did not fight against him. Instead, he attacked the brothers of the Shuai Jun in a elusive way. This would not only cause great losses to the Shuai Jun’s hall, but also cause panic among the brothers. Fortunately, Master Yi Jian was still a master and did not do these despicable things.

The car quickly stopped at the door of Ligang Club, and Chu Tian got out of the car door and walked straight into it.

Brother Xu had been waiting in the hall for a long time, and he was relieved to see Chu Tian appear:

"Young Marshal, you finally came. Those two South Korean envoys have urged you many times."

Chu Tian couldn't help frowning. It was the first time he saw Brother Xu's worried expression, and it was like a big problem in front of him. So after he thought for a while, he asked calmly: "Brother Xu, are those two South Koreans very domineering? Why did you look shocked?"

Brother Xu smiled a little embarrassedly: "These two people have nothing to do!"

"It's just that dead branch..."

A dead branch!

Under the mottled and golden sunlight, Chu Tian gathered his eyes to examine the dead branch. Although he was as calm as water on the surface, his heart was already surging. This dead branch may seem ordinary to ordinary people, but in Chu Tian's eyes, it symbolizes the peak of martial arts.

A dead branch that was shattered inside had several tender leaves growing.

The dead trees come to spring!

A decaying tree can become prosperous because the wind blows down other seeds, but it is just the growing seeds placed on the decayed wood. It is not the decayed wood itself sprouts again. However, the dead branch in front of Chu Tian showed Chu Tian a miracle, and it had its tender leaves when it died.

Same thing, one life!

When Chu Tian held it, he immediately felt a sense of erectility. Even the tender leaves were flying in the wind at that moment, as if they were greeting Chu Tian. He seemed to feel a warrior with the Taoist bone fairy wind roaring out a tremendous fighting spirit to him. At this moment, Chu Tian's expression was quite solemn!

He knew that this dead branch was filled with Master Yi Jian's spirit, so although his heart was shattered, the tender leaves could still maintain vitality, just like the death of a dead man's return. No wonder Brother Xu said that the master was the master, and he must have been surprised by this shocking war letter.

Because from this point we can see how awesome Master Yi Jian is!

It seems that he is really a difficult opponent!

When Chu Tian flashed a hint of praise in his eyes, he also showed a rare bloodthirsty fighting spirit. His eyes fell on the two South Korean envoys sitting in the corner, and then spoke in a plain tone: "I have seen this dead branch. I don't know, what else do you want to tell me?"

These two envoys were not from the South Korean boxing club. When Brother Xu said that he was a master of Master Yi Jian, for this reason, Brother Xu did not give them a little bit of pain to him who was arrogant. Chu Tian also added two points to pay attention when he swept them to them. The other party's spirit does have a little shadow of a warrior.

"Just say it right!"

Chu Tian reached out and poured himself a cup of tea.

Two South Korean envoys stood up, their faces filled with unconcealed pride. They took out a letter from their arms to find him. He wanted to drink and chat with you and dance with your sword."

"Time is at dusk after tomorrow. I hope the young marshal will arrive on time!"

"In addition, Master Yijian is naturally clean, so it is best to take a bath when you see him."

When they said this, they were very confident and thought it was natural for Chu Tian to see Master Yi Jian. It was as natural as the emperor summoned his ministers. At this moment, Chu Tian vaguely captured the pride of the eunuchs doing their work for the emperor from their faces.

Brother Xu and others changed their faces at the same time: Damn! You can also take a bath incense!

If it weren't for the decay of dead branches, Brother Xu might have ordered these two guys to be killed.

Originally, Chu Tian was still a little interested in this Master Yi Jian, but now he was overwhelmed by the other party's pride. He picked up the tea on the table and sucked it down, and then said lightly: "You go back and tell Master Yi Jian that if he wants to see this young marshal, please ask him to come by himself."

"I will stay in Ligang Club these two days, and I won't know about it in the future!"

The faces of the two South Koreans changed slightly. They naturally knew Chu Tian's arrogance, but they did not expect that he also had the same attitude towards Master Yi Jian. You must know that the latter is a symbol of the entire South Korean martial arts and has never failed so far, so Chu Tian's pride seems quite ridiculous to them.

Therefore, a South Korean man took a step forward: "Young Marshal, is this inappropriate?"

Before he could finish his words, Chu Tian waved his hand impatiently and replied without hesitation: "There is nothing wrong. It's him who wants to see me, not that I want to see him. Just go back and tell him as I said, if you want to see me, come here, and come here in the past two days; otherwise, he will not like to see me!"

"Oh by the way, I don't have a cleanliness obsession, the master doesn't need to be incense and bathe!"

The South Korean looked very embarrassed. He clenched his fists slightly and then let go: "It turns out that the young marshal is so arrogant, so we have to reply to Lin as the original words. However, I still advise the young marshal to arrive on time, otherwise something unpleasant will happen, don't blame me for not reminding you!"

Chu Tian sat upright, with murderous intent on his eyes answered:

"Are you threatening me?"

His voice suddenly fell down, like a call from the depths of the midnight grave, which made the South Koreans tremble inexplicably. The latter had long heard of Chu Tian's strong and domineeringness, but he always kept a little skeptical about it. How strong can a boy be without the accumulation of time?

However, he was sure of it now.

From this tone, you can feel that the other party is indeed a murderous guy without blinking. After all, that bloody murderous aura cannot be pretended to be by ordinary people, so he quickly changed his attitude and replied in a low voice: "I dare not threaten the young marshal, I just give you a piece of advice!"

As soon as he finished speaking the word "advice", he felt a silence in front of him.

Chu Tian, ​​who was sitting upright, lost his trace in an instant, and a hand appeared on his throat. He looked at him with a sharp look, and then he heard his playful voice again: "Please give me advice? Do you want me to chop your head?"

"Then put it in an incense box and give it to Master Yijian for advice?"

The South Koreans wanted to resist and struggle, but they had no choice but to have the power of Chu Tian's fingers, which made him dare not doubt at all. As long as he dared to move around, Chu Tian would cut off his throat without hesitation. Therefore, he could only shake his head and utter a few words: "No, I dare not!"

Another South Korean man wanted to save people, but Feng Wuqing stared at him.

Chu Tian had no intention of killing him, but just shook their spirits. So after hearing the other party's words, he let go of his hand, then sat back on his sofa, picked up the three-inch-long dead tree with a calm expression, and spit out a word without any doubt:

"roll!"

The two South Koreans looked as gloomy as the dark clouds in June, but they had to bow their heads in their territory, otherwise they would have been chopped into meat sauce before they even walked out, so they could only turn around and leave in shame. However, before taking two steps, they heard Chu Tian’s silence again: “Wait for me!”

"Give this dead branch back to the master for me!"

After saying that, he threw something out of his hand. A South Korean man reached out to pick it up, and the dead branches he brought were suddenly impressed, but then his eyes were filled with incredible shock. The three tender leaves that were originally flew in the wind had turned yellow and had no chance of life anymore.

How is this possible?

He couldn't help but be shocked. How could the boy in front of him dissolve the master's skills?

When he looked up at Chu Tian again, the latter was pouring tea casually.

A touch of golden sunshine pouring down from the window shone on Chu Tian's clearly contoured face, giving the latter a little more luster and a bit of perseverance, giving people a sense of not being afraid of hardships or criticism. At this moment, he was smiling and staring at himself with endless fierce eyes.

The South Koreans' eyelids twitched, and they left quickly after taking a deep breath.
Chapter completed!