Yang Chen looked at Ding Yuxiu and was stunned. He was also panicking inside.
I was just showing off last time, so I won't be found out this time.
"Why are you here?"
Yang Chen asked pretending to be calm.
"Senior, I have been coming to the back mountain for the past few days. I just hope to have the opportunity to meet senior again and ask for advice on how to practice."
Ding Yuxiu clasped his fists respectfully.
"I see."
When Yang Chen heard Ding Yuxiu's purpose, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and then said: "You are a disciple of the Jian Sect, and I am a member of the Tian Sect. I don't know the technique, how can I teach you."
"Besides, as far as I know, your Sword Sect is one of the best sects in the Northern Territory, so why come to me?"
"I came here today just to talk to that girl Wei Ruxin about something."
Yang Chen said lightly.
"Senior is so humble. As the saying goes, there are three thousand avenues, different paths leading to the same destination."
"With the cultivation level of the seniors in the ascension stage, the understanding of the way of heaven is naturally much deeper than that of the younger generation. If you can have the opportunity to listen to the seniors talk about the understanding of the way of heaven, it will be a great benefit to the younger generation."
When Ding Yuxiu saw this, his attitude became even more sincere.
Being able to receive guidance from a strong person in the ascension stage is not a treatment that ordinary people can have.
Even if he is the eldest disciple of Chi Jianfeng, if he wants to listen to such a lecture, he only has three days of lectures given by the master of the Sword Sect every year, which is not enough at all.
"How about next time?"
Yang Chen saw that Ding Yuxiu was so humble and couldn't say anything, so he immediately declined.
"Senior, it's settled then."
"As long as senior comes again, you can inform Junior Sister Ruxin and I will definitely come."
When Ding Yuxiu heard this, he was overjoyed and quickly took out a palm-sized bronze bell from the storage ring: "Senior, this is the Xuantian Bell that I just got some time ago. It can only be regarded as a high-level defensive spirit."
Qi. I know that senior may not like it, but it is also my heart, so please accept it."
"Fuck!"
Yang Chen felt the power of spiritual energy on Xuantian Bell, and his heart was shocked.
Defensive aura is far rarer than offensive aura.
With this thing in hand, looking at the secular world, even if the Kunlun Sect's sect leader attacks, Yang Chen can block a blow.
"It's so expensive, isn't it?"
Although Yang Chen was excited inside, he still had to show off to the end.
"Senior, this is a gift from this junior, please be sure to accept it!"
Seeing Yang Chen refuse, Ding Yuxiu quickly bowed and clasped his fists.
"Well, although this thing is very common in my Tianzong sect, it is also your heart. It is less about etiquette but more about affection. If I come here again next time, I will definitely ask you to come over and discuss it."
Yang Chen put the Xuantian Bell into the storage bag nonchalantly.
"Why hasn't Wei Ruxin come yet?"
Yang Chen changed the subject and said.
"I almost forgot to tell senior that Junior Sister Ru Xin just advanced to the semi-finals of our sect's competition a few days ago. She should be practicing in seclusion at Scarlet Sword Peak for the finals seven days later."
Ding Yuxiu said respectfully.
"In that case, let's do it next time."
When Yang Chen heard that he couldn't see Wei Ruxin today, he stood up slowly and said, "Go back and tell that girl that I will come back after a while."
"Yes, senior."
Ding Yuxiu quickly clasped his fists.
Yang Chen said, with a thought, he communicated with the magic circle.
A colorful divine light flashed on the waterfall, and Yang Chen disappeared in front of Ding Yuxiu in a flash.
A few seconds later.
As soon as Yang Chen returned to the depths of Daqing Mountain, his cell phone rang.
"Mr. Yang, please answer the phone."
The call came from Zhuge Qingyun, the president of the Donghai City Guoshu Association: "Those warriors from the Maru Kingdom are here again, saying that they must defeat our Guoshu Association today. Several of our vice-presidents have been defeated. Please ask Yang
Take action, sir!"
"How dare you come to Donghai City to show off in a small place."
Yang Chen frowned slightly and said: "Send me a seat, I'll be there in an hour."
…
An hour later, at the entrance of the Donghai City Martial Arts Association.
As soon as Yang Chen got off the car, he saw Zhuge Qingyun walking over in a hurry: "Mr. Yang, you are here. I feel confident that you are here."
"Who is the other party?"
Yang Chen calmly walked towards the association.
"They are some samurai from Marukuni. Their swordsmanship is very high. They are not like ordinary people."
"The one who takes the lead should be using the Kawa-ryu swordsmanship of the Kawa-ryu family."
"Moreover, the other party is very arrogant and even injured several of our martial arts masters. Now he is threatening to make us admit that Chinese martial arts are the worst!"
Zhuge Qingyun said with a cold face.
"The Chuanliu family? They are really destined."
When Yang Chen heard that the other party was from the Chuanliu family, he raised a sneer at the corner of his mouth.
I went to Marukuni some time ago and finally solved the problem of Kawaryu Keita, the president of the Kawaliu family. Unexpectedly, the people from the Kawaliu family didn't know how to restrain themselves and came to Tokai City to show off.
Following Zhuge Qingyun up to the third floor, he heard arrogant voices inside before entering the competition hall.
"You Chinese warriors are all incompetent!"
"Our River Sword Sect is the most powerful in the world!"
"If there is no one, just write a statement saying that your Chinese martial arts are vulnerable, and we will leave immediately."
"Ha ha ha ha."
Several people from the Maru Kingdom spoke in a blunt Chinese dialect and mocked.
Yang Chen put his hands in his pockets and walked in with a cigarette in his mouth: "When will you dare to call the kung fu of those three-legged cats world-class?"
Swish, brush, brush!
Everyone in the hall looked at Yang Chen.
"It's Mr. Yang Chen."
"When he arrives, we win!"
"We must give these Marukuni warriors a good beating, they are so angry!"
Seeing Yang Chen appear in the competition hall, the warriors in the entire venue stood up to show respect, and even clapped their hands.
On stage.
Wearing a black samurai uniform, a big man with a round head, holding a sword in his hand, squinting at Yang Chen who was smoking a cigarette: "You, tell me your name!"
Yang Chen walked onto the stage calmly, looking up and down at the warrior in front of him: "May I ask, what is your relationship with Keita Kawaryu?"
"Do you know our president?"
When Chuanliu Gaojin heard Yang Chen's words, his pupils shrank suddenly.
"I don't know him, but I took his life."
Yang Chen smiled lightly.
"What?"
Hearing this, several warriors from Kawaliu Gaojin suddenly tightened their pupils: "Impossible! Our president is the most powerful warrior, how could he die in your hands!"
"Then why bother, let's do it."
Yang Chen raised his middle finger.
"Baga!"
"I'm going to kill you!"
Kawanliu Gaojin looked at this international gesture and felt that he was deeply insulted. He raised his samurai sword and attacked Yang Chen.
Bang!
Just when the whole audience held their breath and watched the samurai sword fall on Yang Chen's head.
Chuanliu Gaojin's body flew backwards with a bang and hit the outside of the ring.
"You members of the Kawaliu family, from Kawaliu Keita to Kawaliu Kazuo, to you idiot, are all a bunch of trash."
"A waste of my time."
"Zhuge Qingyun, the rest will be left to you."
After Yang Chen finished speaking, he jumped off the ring and disappeared into the competition hall under the shocked eyes of everyone.