The low sound was like the reverberation of muffled thunder, making people's cochlea roar.

When everyone saw this, they were naturally more confused and looked at Wang Jiexi: "Mr. Wang, what is this?"

"Haha~"

"Don't worry, everyone, I'll introduce it to you right now."

"This is my nephew Qin Fei."

"Like Mr. Li's sister, my nephew has been interested in martial arts and fighting since he was a child."

"Later, my nephew Qin Fei was fortunate enough to be appreciated by He Chen, the head of the He family in Jinling, and he was accepted as his disciple. At the age of fifteen, he went to Jinling to learn from senior He Chen."

"It's been nearly twenty years since I left."

"Now that Jiangdong is in danger, I specially summoned him back."

"It's a good idea to contribute to our Jiangdong." Wang Jiexi smiled slowly.

Before anyone else could speak, Lei Laosan was the first to be surprised.

"He Chen?"

"Could it be that the He Chen you are talking about is Mr. He Chen, the tenth-ranked martial arts master on the Chinese Grandmaster List, the head of the Jinling He family?"

The master is like a dragon.

In any country, martial arts masters must be rare.

As big as China is, with 1.3 billion people, there are only ten martial arts masters recognized by the world.

The Grandmaster List is naturally a list that records the rankings of these Grandmasters.

Of course, the Grandmaster List represents not only strength and weakness, but also supreme honor and status.

Every one of the people on the Grandmaster list is respected by the world, and is fawned over by countless dignitaries.

Anyone who practices martial arts is undoubtedly familiar with the masters on this list.

And He Chen is one of them.

Lei Laosan was born in a martial arts family. Although the martial arts gene has been almost extinct in his generation, Lei Laosan has always been paying attention to the martial arts world, and of course he has heard of He Chen's name.

"It's my master."

Faced with Lei Laosan's trembling, Qin Fei chuckled and replied proudly.

Hearing this, Lei Laosan was immediately overjoyed.

"Haha~"

"Old Wang, it's okay for you."

"It's hidden deep enough!"

"I never thought that your old Wang family would actually hide such a real dragon?"

"A great teacher will produce a great disciple."

"With Qin Fei here, even if Mr. Chu doesn't arrive that day, we in Jiangdong can still hope to win!"

Lei Laosan laughed.

Li Er suddenly felt much more relaxed.

They were all worried before, what would Jiangdong do if Mr. Chu didn't come after ten days?

But now, it seems there is hope.

Only Chen Ao remained silent.

He looked Qin Fei up and down, and then asked in a deep voice: "Mr. Qin, how much do you know about Wang Yuehe, the sword god of Japan?"

Qin Fei shook his head: "I don't understand at all."

What...what?

Qin Fei's words made Li Er's eyes twitch, and Lei Laosan's smile suddenly stopped.

As the saying goes, if you know yourself and the enemy, you can win a hundred battles!

But the guy in front of me had his eyes darkened and he came without knowing anything.

This does seem a bit unreliable.

However, Qin Fei's next words made everyone feel relieved.

"Although I don't know much about Wangyue River."

"But I know that when the God of War Ye Qingtian defeated Wang Yuehe, the boxing technique he used was inherited from the He family, He Wang Fist!"

"My teacher once said that among all the martial arts in the world, only He Wang Quan can defeat Wang Yuehe's Aoki Sword Technique!"

"So, to me, defeating Wangyue River is like defeating a dog!"
Chapter completed!