"Yue'er, do you know that to me, the Sanshen Pavilion is nothing, and the Japanese martial arts is nothing?"

"I don't even pay attention to the Chu family, let alone a small Sanshen Pavilion? A small Japanese martial arts?"

"We'll see."

"I will let you know the peerless majesty of your master!"

Ye Fan said proudly.

The low sound, like the sound of a sword, echoed in all directions.

Phew~

In an instant, a cold wind blew up, blowing up three thousand fallen leaves.

Under the Tianhe River, Ye Fan walked proudly with a sneer in his eyes.

No one knows what kind of storm this young man in front of him will cause in Japan in the next period of time?

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Suburbs of Dongjing.

A huge palace stands here.

The red walls and green tiles are quite reminiscent of the Tang Dynasty.

Yes, the hall in front of you is the Sword God Palace that governs Japanese martial arts!

In the world of Japanese martial arts, Sword God Palace can only rank second in terms of strength.

Ranked first is Sanshen Pavilion!

The most powerful person in Japan, the God of Snow, is the master of Sanshen Pavilion.

However, Sanshen Pavilion has always been mysterious, not involved in the secular world, and does not cause disputes.

He is aloof and almost never gets involved in Japanese martial arts.

Therefore, for Japanese martial arts practitioners, Sanshen Pavilion is more like a belief, a holy land that can be seen but not reached, and can be viewed from a distance but not desecrated.

It was under this circumstance that the Kenshin Palace became the highest authority in Japanese martial arts, commanding martial arts and fully managing Japanese martial arts affairs.

"Senior Sword God, junior Mo Wuya has been waiting again for many days."

"I wonder when will the seniors be willing to teach me and fight with the juniors?"

In the hall, Mo Wuya spoke politely. His tone was also respectful.

After all, Wang Yuehe is also a famous figure who has long been famous. He is the most powerful man of the same era as his father and uncle, the God of War.

As a junior, Mo Wuya naturally treated him with great courtesy.

Wangyuehe sat cross-legged on the ground, closed his eyes and whispered.

"I said, now is not the time."

"After I settle a grudge, I will agree to a fight with you."

"So, you go."

"When you get back, help me send a message to your father."

"Just say, congratulations to China, you have a genius and a monster."

"It's just a pity. Our Sword God Palace will help you collect this monster first."

Wangyuehe said coldly.

But Mo Wuya was confused when he heard it, and he didn't know what the monster at the mouth of Wangyue River meant.

However, he doesn't care either.

What he cares about now is when Wangyue River can fight with him.

"Back then, Uncle God of War defeated Wang Yuehe and became famous in one battle, becoming one of the top powerhouses in China."

"Today, if I can defeat Wangyue River again, I, Mo Wuya, will definitely become famous in Chinese martial arts!"

"With this achievement, I will be titled, enter the Martial God Temple, and be awarded the title of the seventh strongest person in the Pillar Kingdom. It is a sure thing."

Yes, Mo Wuya came to Japan this time just to improve his record.

In China, if you want to obtain a title and become a titled Grandmaster, you must not only have strong strength, but more importantly, have an outstanding record.

And Mo Wuya's qualifications are too young. Even if his father is the boxing king Mo Gucheng, if he doesn't have a good record, it will be difficult to be promoted to a titled grandmaster.

This is why Mo Wuya is so anxious to fight Wang Yuehe.

However, Mo Wuya, who had been training outside, didn't know that Wang Yuehe had already been defeated by Ye Fan.

Little did he know that the person Wang Yuehe was waiting for now was Mark!
Chapter completed!