As Ji Haotian defeated Zhao Hongxiu, he finally won the championship and became the winner of the martial arts conference.

Countless eyes were attracted by him, and the word Huatian shocked the audience.

Zhao Hongxiu looked at Ji Haotian standing on the stage of the winner, and then looked at the Qingshuang Sword in his hand. A trace of loneliness flashed in his eyes. When he looked at Ji Haotian again, there was a hint of complexity in his eyes.

Zhao Hongxiu was gifted since childhood and had a very high martial arts attainment. He was recognized as a beautiful girl from heaven among his masters. Whether she was going out to practice, performing tasks in the masters, or interrogating within the masters, Zhao Hongxiu always had a smooth journey and never failed.

I thought that the champion of the martial arts conference was just a trivial matter, but I didn't expect that I would be defeated by that man.

This huge gap is unacceptable for Zhao Hongxiu.

But the facts were right in front of her, and she had no chance of turning the tables.

Qin Feng, who watched Zhao Hongxiu's battle against him in the audience, also walked to Zhao Hongxiu at this time. The two grew up together since childhood. Qin Feng naturally knew that Zhao Hongxiu was a competitive woman. Seeing her pale face, she pursed her lips: "Senior sister, we..."

"Forget it, let's go." Zhao Hongxiu waved his hand slightly, and finally glanced at Ji Haotian on the championship stage, turned around expressionlessly, and walked out of the field.

"In today's competition, you won the runner-up at least. Do we even want the reward?"

Qin Feng saw that Zhao Hongxiu was about to leave, so he asked a question.

"We are just coming for the Cicada Wing Knife. Since we are defeated, it will be boring here. It's just 30 million. I won't suffer this humiliation."

Zhao Hongxiu looked at Ji Haotian's side face: "I believe we will see you again."

After speaking, the two sisters mingled among the crowd and completely lost their traces.

...

On the championship platform, Ji Haotian stepped slowly and stood in front of the bulletproof glass shield where the cicada wing knife was stored.

For him, it was nothing more than a slight effort to break the shield.

But he fought all the way and won the title of champion in the martial arts conference. His purpose was to make the Japanese return what he stole and return it with his own hands.

In the midst of the crowd, a host of the martial arts conference walked onto the stage in a formal outfit, walked towards Ji Haotian with a smile on his face, and said in Japanese: "Mr. Huatian, congratulations on your countless competitions and finally won the first place in the Kyoto Prefecture Martial Arts Conference. Do you have any comments on this?"

Ji Haotian had no expression on his face and was not interested in the host's greetings. He responded in Chinese: "The Cicada Wing Knife is originally my Chinese object. Without the permission of the master, he must not be left overseas. Since I have won, this knife should naturally be sent back to the motherland."

"This is natural, don't worry, since our martial arts conference can use the Cicada Wing Knife as a champion reward, we will naturally not go back on our promise."

After the host spoke, he waved to the audience. Soon several security guards came onto the stage, took out the keys and opened the display cabinet. At the same time, two etiquette ladies placed the cicada wing knife on the tray and presented it to Ji Haotian.

"Buzz!"

The moment Ji Haotian's palm touched the cicada wing knife, the blade emitted a buzzing sound, and a dazzling fireflies flashed. Even the cicada wing pattern on the blade seemed to be alive, flashing with a breathing luster.

"Mr. Hua, congratulations again on your victory and have provided such a generous reward to the contestants. Do you have any thanks and speeches?"

The host saw that Ji Haotian was obsessed with admiring the cicada wing knife and asked again.

After all, this martial arts conference is a grand event, attracting the attention of countless audiences around the world. Even if a Chinese person won the championship, the Japanese martial arts community has lost all its appearance. In order to show Japan's generous attitude, the martial arts conference still has to go through a routine and complete a set of procedures.

"The great China cannot be violated by heaven! As for the so-called generous reward, it is nothing more than a robber crowing and dog robbery! And I took back the cicada wing knife and only did the duty of a Chinese citizen."

Ji Haotian responded coldly when he heard the host's question.

Suddenly.

All the officials of the martial arts conference around, including the host, looked at Ji Haotian.

The host originally thought that since Ji Haotian won the martial arts conference championship, he would make a few polite words even for his fame. However, he did not expect that his attitude was so hostile, even giving people a feeling of arrogance.

"Mr. Hua, I know that your martial arts are the best, but the martial arts conference is the stage that makes you famous all over the world. Do you have no sense of awe for this?"

The host was sharp-tongued. Seeing Ji Haotian not taking the Japanese side in sight, he immediately prepared to pull the topic on him and fabricate him an image of an arrogant, rude and ungrateful villain.

"Awe? My China is the country of the Heavenly Kingdom, and the Japanese people have been able to do something like stealing swords, and shamelessly regard it as a prize for the martial arts conference. A nation can even do such a dirty thing. How can you tell me about awe?"

Ji Haotian snorted coldly, with disdain on his face.

"Mr. Hua, are you too mean to say this? The Cicada Wing Knife is a gift privately sponsored by the Yamazaki family in Kyoto Prefecture. It is entirely a personal act, but you have involved this matter with the Japanese nation. What is the reason? Is this your personal rudeness, or is your Chinese nation also an rude nation?"

The host paused and his eyes were sharp: "Or, Mr. Hua did not take my Japan seriously?"

"Yangtze? Even if I don't take it seriously, what can you do?"

Ji Haotian held the cicada wing knife in his hand, and a chill was filled with the calm voice: "A country that doesn't even dare to look at history and can only shirk responsibility is nothing more than a speck of dust in the long history!"

"Rareless! You have to know that this is the land of Japan! You are so arrogant! But you have to pay a price!"

Many masters responsible for maintaining order in martial arts conferences were filled with righteous indignation and glared at them.

Ji Haotian turned a blind eye to the threats of many people. After getting the Cicada Wing Knife, he didn't even look at the reward of the 50 million meter gold. He walked straight downstairs, and his cold eyes swept across everyone: "What a good dog, don't block the way!"

When many Japanese masters heard this, their faces instantly became extremely gloomy.

"Tread!"

Ji Haotian walked leisurely in the courtyard and headed straight for everyone, his pace calmly without slowing down at all.

In the end, many masters took a step back together under the majesty that Ji Haotian exuded that made them suppress.

Although they were determined to kill the thief, Ji Haotian's powerful force had been seen by everyone.

Especially at this moment, even Kobayashi Ichihashi left with Kawashima Uk, and no one was his enemy.

Of course, there are many Japanese martial arts masters present.
Chapter completed!