"The Shintori is the first of the six major schools of the island country. It is said that many of the peerless killing techniques of the island country during the Warring States Period were hidden in the Shintori!"
"And the Shintori is the only genre recognized by the royal family of the island country that has been eternally recognized by the world's royal family!"
"It is said that the martial arts practice in this genre has reached the highest level and can communicate with the eight million gods of the island country!"
"A genre like this is invincible and invincible!"
"So, we must not agree to the next battle!"
"What's more, the islanders are prepared this time. How can we be opponents with mental arithmetic but not intentional??"
"There is another point, that is, I have checked. Some of the twenty geniuses who lost before came from martial arts holy places, and some came from martial arts families. Each of them is from our young generation of Daxia martial arts.
The best!"
"These people will lose if they can't pass the round."
"In this case, how can we fight?"
"What else can I use to fight?"
Deep in the opera house, a group of old men with gray hair and dressed in Tang Dynasty costumes were sitting at a round table, and someone expressed his attitude with his beard and staring!
"We don't accept this battle, and we can still have various excuses."
"For example, our Daxia has a civilization for five thousand years. We are a country of etiquette. We are accustomed to defeating the soldiers without fighting. We like to attack the enemy!"
"Anyway, just spend some money, buy some water army and go online to blow it, and fool the people!"
"Who remembers this after a year or two?"
"But if we really accept this battle and win, then it goes without saying that we are all heroes throughout the ages."
"But what if you lose? Who can solve this problem? Who can bear such consequences?"
"It's fine if the face of the Great Xia Martial Arts Alliance is lost. How can we raise our heads to be human in the future?"
"So, I, Lee Hongji, suggest that you ignore the challenges sent by Shinto River!"
"We just said we didn't receive the war letter!"
"In addition, use diplomatic means to send Shintori back to the island country!"
"Just say their visa has expired!"
Hearing Li Hongji's words, many members of the elder group present nodded slightly.
They are all old, and in such a situation, of course they are seeking to be safe.
After a few years of retirement and returning home to retire, who still remembers these things?
As for the embarrassment of the Great Xia Martial Arts Alliance worldwide?
What is the loss of the face of the Daxia Martial Arts Alliance, not theirs, what does it matter?
"President Li, I think what you said is inappropriate!"
A young voice came out in the middle of the venue. The people present looked over and saw that there was a only young man in the venue.
The holy land of martial arts, the contemporary sect leader of Tianmen Village, Prince Du.
Prince Du was playing with the purple clay tea cup in his hand and slowly spoke: "We Daxia have been known as the central country since ancient times!"
"And the island country, which we used to call Japan, was regarded as a minister by us!"
"Even the martial arts of the island country may be passed down from our Daxia!"
"Under this premise, we have admitted defeat to the islanders before we even took action?"
"Is this a shame for our ancestors' 18 generations?"
"What is the purpose of refusing to fight but not fighting?"