After understanding the situation, Zen Master Zhihai said no more.

Sitting there, he was like an old monk in meditation, as if nothing in the world could make his state of mind waver again.

Another monk stood up and bowed and said, "Junior Brother Yichen, please describe the battle in detail."

"yes."

Yichen nodded slightly, and then spoke eloquently.

He spoke slowly, and the atmosphere in the arena suddenly dropped. The monks listened quietly, with a brilliant aura surrounding them.

"How dare he speak so brazenly? He clearly despises Japan!" a monk said angrily.

"good."

An old monk with skin like orange peel said angrily, "Since I, the presiding officer of Sensoji Temple, achieved the position of God of War, Japan has gained a peerless strong man. Even those overseas forces do not dare to underestimate me."

"And now to be provoked by a Chinese is a great shame and humiliation!"

"A mere Chu Feng dares to challenge the entire country. Is it because I, Sensoji Temple, have only been cultivating and recuperating for so many years, and the outside world has forgotten how powerful I am?"

The place exploded.

It's okay that Chu Feng humiliated Yi Chen. After all, his skills are inferior to others, so there is nothing to say.

But he should never, never should, humiliate Japan!

Some were angry, some were disdainful, and some were sullen and silent.

While everyone was talking, Zen Master Zhihai slowly raised his eyelids and said, "It is true. Japan is a country that has gone through catastrophes. After so many years, it has developed steadily, but it still cannot calm down."

"Listening to your story, that Chu Feng is undoubtedly a strong man. It's a pity that his great strength gave him pride, but made him forget his awe."

"This is very bad."

"Yichen, please pass this on. In three days, I will fight with him on Mount Fuji to determine victory or defeat, as well as life and death."

In the last eight words, he emphasized a bit more

The anger was like a heavy hammer, hitting everyone's heart.

They all looked stern, and they could see that the host was angry, and Chu Feng's fate was already doomed.

After Zen Master Zhihai finished speaking, he slowly stood up and walked out.

He walked casually, but it seemed as if he was about to disappear from this world, and like a shadow, he could be blown away by the wind at any time.

Soon, Zen Master Zhihai disappeared from everyone's sight.

A monk snorted coldly, his voice without any emotion, "Since the host has decided to take action, in this battle, we can only win, not lose!"

"That's right!"

"This battle must be fought beautifully, and the Chinese people must be completely demoralized, letting them know that anyone who attacks Japan will be punished no matter how far away they are!"

Yichen's blood boiled when he heard it.

This is Japan, this is Sensoji Temple, this is the heritage and confidence of the ancient forces!

He couldn't wait to kill him and go to Long Medical Hall right now!

However, after a few seconds of silence, Yi Chen suddenly frowned and said, "Masters, I know the master's strength, but Chu Feng is not simple either."

"I can feel an extremely dangerous aura on him."

"It also has a taste of wilderness."

He couldn't describe this feeling, as if Chu Feng was not from this era, but a god from ancient times.

"Yichen, you are afraid of being beaten. You shouldn't be like this."

A monk said calmly, "Zen Master Zhihai is the greatest Onmyoji in Japan. He only takes action very few times, but he wins every game calmly."

"I know."

Yichen quickly bowed and saluted. The master was in Japan.

position, already on an equal footing with the Emperor.

He also began to wonder if he felt wrong. After all, he just met Chu Feng face to face, and there wasn't much he could glean.

After a moment of silence, he continued, "Although Master is sure of victory, we still cannot tolerate any accidents in this battle."

"Otherwise, our Japanese national prestige will be damaged."

A monk said calmly, "That's good, do you have any ideas?"

"I know Chu Feng is at Long Medical Hall." .??.

Yichen narrowed his eyes, thought for a moment and then said, "His connections are all there too."

"When masters are fighting, especially masters at the level of Martial God, their state of mind is the most important. Even the slightest disturbance will affect the outcome of the battle."

"So, I have a plan."

Everyone looked at each other and said in unison, "Say!"

Chu Feng thought for a moment and continued, "On the day of the decisive battle, if the Long Medical Hall can be blown up, Chu Feng will definitely be in a state of mind when he learns the news."

"When the time comes, with the master's magical skills, we can easily seal the victory."

He not only has to deal with Chu Feng, but also Xu Dong.

Even if he couldn't blow Xu Dong to death and it made him sick, he could still do it.

Those few slaps from Chu Feng made Yichen feel humiliated like never before. If he didn't do this, the anger in his heart would never go away.

"That's a good idea."

One of the monks spoke calmly.

Yichen perked up and said with a smile, "The Jingguo Shrine has already prepared, and together with the Dragon Medical Hall, this is a two-way chess game that will definitely have an impact on Chu Feng's state of mind."

"Okay, you will have full authority to handle this matter!"

An old monk frowned and said, "However, Chu Feng is a powerful warrior god, maybe

Do you understand that I can detect your little moves?"

This matter cannot be exposed and can only be carried out in secret.

"I know."

Yichen bowed respectfully and then slowly walked out of Sensoji Temple.

Bathed in the sunshine, he felt inexplicably relaxed.

It was as if I had been restrained by an invisible yoke just now in the temple.

"Xu Dong, Chu Feng." Yi Chen murmured to himself, "I will never let you two go."

In fact, he didn't say it out loud, but he had a third plan.

It was when Chu Feng was fighting with his master that he secretly used the nightmare technique.

Mental power is invisible. Only Chu Feng can feel what he has done, and no one else knows.

When the time comes, as long as he gets along secretly, Zen Master Zhihai has no chance of losing.

Japan will win this much-anticipated battle and will tell the world that they are a fierce tiger and are not afraid of the dragon next door.

Thinking of this, Yichen couldn't help but sneer at the corner of his mouth, and then took out his mobile phone and dialed a number.

"Old man, how is the latest technology you researched?"

"Succeeded? Okay, okay, I need to borrow some people from you."

"Well, I'll leave now."

After hanging up the phone, Yichen walked slowly, dressed in white, like an immortal descending to earth.

After Yichen left, a middle-aged monk wearing gray robes came out.

He took a broom in hand and began to sweep the dust in front of the hall.

Sweeping and sweeping, he murmured, "Why can't some places always be swept clean?"

"Why is there still dirt there after all these years?"
Chapter completed!