Potential

Liu Sheng glanced at Chen Mo with his sword and said in a deep voice: "Master Chen, I won't hide it from you. This time I was entrusted by someone to make sure that you never return to China!"

"So, I'm offended!"

Chen Mo could probably guess who Liu Shengyida was entrusted by.

Yagyu Itto has a transcendent status in Yamato Country, and the person who can make him willing to do things against his will is probably no one who can have such honor outside the officialdom of Yamato Country.

Chen Mo said calmly: "You don't have to show mercy, the sword has no eyes. Since I am standing here today, I have prepared everything, and I will not show mercy to you!"

"Okay, then let the real battle begin!" Yagyu's sword voice was bold and could be heard for thousands of meters.

Everyone below was confused: "What's going on? From Master Yagyu's point of view, what was just a small fight? Is the real battle starting now?"

"It's so shocking. If the powerful attack just now is not a real battle, then it is really exciting to see what a real battle between the two will be like."

The people of Yamato were excited and excited. It seemed that Master Yagyu, whom they admired, was far more powerful than they expected.

"Master Yagyu will win!"

"Master Yagyu will win!"

Below, the people in Yamato were in a passionate mood, and their shouts made the entire Futu Mountain tremble.

The people from the Huaxia Kingdom at the scene had ugly expressions. If Yagyu Ichitou had not used his true strength, would Master Chen still be able to cope with it?

In China, through the video, almost half of the people in China are watching this battle.

Yagyu Itachi's words reached their ears clearly through the video.

"How is it possible? Yagyu Ichitō has not yet used his true strength. Now Master Chen is in trouble!"

"Don't worry, how did you know that Master Chen has no trump card?"

"Yes, I believe Master Chen must have some trump cards. Master Chen will definitely win!"

"Master Chen will win!"

"Master Chen will win!"

In the land of China, covering millions of square kilometers, hundreds of millions of compatriots raised their hands and shouted together.

This momentum is like thousands of horses galloping, like the roar of the Yellow River, directly crushing the people of Yamato countless times!

Chen Mo couldn't see it, but the Chinese people in Yamato could see it.

The thoughts that unite hundreds of millions of Chinese compatriots seem to be conveyed through the video to the hearts of all Chinese people at the foot of Futu Mountain.

They were infected invariably and couldn't help but raise their hands and shout loudly: "Master Chen will win! Master Chen will win!"

"Don't be afraid that no one will cheer for you, there are hundreds of millions of compatriots behind you!"

"Don't be afraid that no one will cheer for you. Behind you stands a strong motherland!"

Lie Ruhuo stood quietly in the crowd, looking at the scene in front of him and at the Chinese compatriots in the video who shouted that Master Chen will win!

For a moment, Lie Ruhuo burst into tears.

"Chen Mo, have you seen it? For the wishes of hundreds of millions of people in China, you must win this battle!"

Zhu Tianliang screamed at the top of his lungs. He had lived a fine life since he was a child, and he had always thought that nothing in this world could truly enter his heart.

However, he found that he was terribly wrong. At this moment, he was no longer the second-generation rich man with a net worth of billions, but an ordinary Chinese.

Pei Shihao's eyes were red, and he was thinking about revenge. At this moment, he realized how narrow-minded he was back then.

"It turns out that Master Chen didn't reject me at first, but wanted me to understand that personal honor and disgrace are small, but that of the family, country, and the world is big!"

In fact, Pei Shihao thought too much, and Chen Mo rejected him not because of anything else, but simply because he didn't want to talk to him.

When the people of Yamato saw that one-tenth of the Chinese people at the scene actually dared to speak against them, they suddenly felt angry, held back their strength, and shouted even louder.

Yagyu looked at the excited people of Yamato below, stretched out his hands, and embraced the void: "Look, this is the reason for my compromise!"

"The official can't order me to do anything against my will, but the blessings of thousands of people in Yamato can make me do anything for them!"

"A master of martial arts novels in China once said that a great chivalrous man serves the country and the people. I admire him very much and have always regarded this sentence as my motto. As a warrior, this sentence is

The value of existence.”

Chen Mo said calmly: "You are not a fish, how can you know the happiness of a fish? Don't add high-sounding excuses to your actions. You cannot represent the innocent people, and you cannot understand the simple and even trivial happiness of the people at the bottom.

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"The Great Dao is inaction, is it something you, a mere mortal, can control?"

"Take action, let me see your true strength!"

Yagyu Yida's face was gloomy, and he slowly pulled out a long knife from his waist.

Chen Mo frowned slightly, he could feel the strong evil aura on the knife.

"I'm afraid this knife has contaminated the lives of thousands of people!" Chen Mo's voice was a little cold. His original favorable impression of Yagyu's sword was gone because of the appearance of this knife.

Yagyu Yida gently stroked the blade with his hand, as if caressing his lover: "Yes, its name is Demon Sword Muramasa!"

"It turned out to be this magic knife. Anyone who uses this knife as a weapon should actually die!" Chen Mo's voice was cold.

Muramasa, the demon sword, is a famous killing sword in Yamato. It has even appeared in the myths and legends of Yamato.

Of course, what this knife is stained the most with is the blood of Chinese people!

"It's just a weapon. There is no distinction between good and evil. It's about people's hearts. If you use it righteously, it will be righteous, and if you use it evilly, it will be evil. You have no right to judge it!" Yagyu Itachi's face was gloomy, and a trace of red light gradually filled his eyes.

Chen Mo looked at Liu Sheng and said: "You have been invaded by the evil spirit, how can you still maintain your original intention? Ridiculous!"

Yagyu Yida's face was gloomy: "Stop talking nonsense, take my sword!"

Yagyu yelled loudly with his sword, and raised the demon sword Muramasa with both hands. The blade of the sword turned blood red.

"drink!"

As soon as the knife came out, the color of the sky and the earth changed, black energy lingered, and a ghostly face seemed to appear on the knife head, opening its bloody mouth towards Chen Mo, trying to devour Chen Mo.

Everyone at the foot of the mountain felt waves of coldness coming over them, as if they had suddenly fallen into the Nine Nether Hells, making people tremble with cold.

"This kind of demon sword really shouldn't be left in the world!" Chen Mo said with an expressionless face and punched him.

clang!

Chen Mo's fist collided with the demon sword, and a sound of gold and iron was heard.

Chen Mo was knocked backwards by the sword, but Liu Sheng's sword was also shocked and he took a few steps back, but Chen Mo was at a disadvantage.

The blood-red color in Yagyu Yida's eyes became more and more intense, and gradually, both eyes turned blood-red.

"If you only have this strength, then stay today!"

The sound of Yagyu's sword echoed in the sky.

Moreover, Yagyu's sword did not take advantage of the victory to pursue it. He put the sword back into its sheath and put one hand on the handle of the sword, with a strange posture.

Chen Mo looked at Yagyu Yida who suddenly put on a strange posture and frowned slightly.

He felt that the vitality of heaven and earth suddenly became violent and was rapidly gathering towards Yagyu's sword.

"Ready to go!"

Chen Mo's face was serious as he looked at Yagyu Ichitō who was kneeling on one knee and maintaining the posture of drawing the sword.
Chapter completed!