Upon hearing their words, all the Chinese clenched their fists in frustration, their eyes fixed on the Japanese with undisguised anger.
At the summit of the mountain, Miyamoto Shunsuke's brows furrowed with anger, a testament to his remarkable patience.
I waited in this place all day, exposed to the scorching sun and the howling wind.
He looks no more than thirty, but his strength is unfathomable. Perhaps it is because of his martial arts training that he appears so young.
The news that the number one swordsman of Japan is challenging the number one prodigy of China has spread overseas, causing a stir not only in China but also in Southeast Asia.
Many people with supernatural abilities came from overseas.
The number of people with supernatural abilities from various countries is increasing here, creating a very unsettling situation. Fortunately, no riots have broken out, otherwise it would have been a disaster for China.
As for the government, it has dispatched a special organization, the Dragon Group, to suppress the crowd.
Su Nan and many other master-level experts gathered together.
The Shiwan Mountains were originally a tourist destination, but now they are closed off.
"Thump..."
In China, it was exactly twelve o'clock.
This is already the fourth day!
That extraordinary talent from China never appeared!
"Haha... You Chinese are truly untrustworthy! You're really cowardly and afraid of trouble. You've retreated in fear when you encountered the number one swordsman of Japan!"
"It seems that your China has no one left. What a load of bullshit martial arts world! You are still far inferior to us Japanese!"
"Yoshi yoshi ah!"
Many Japanese martial artists began pointing at the Chinese martial artists and mocking them.
"We Chinese have no one? Are you an idiot?! You dare say your martial arts have plagiarized a lot from China?"
"Come at me if you dare! You think we're afraid of you?!"
"Chinese martial arts cannot be humiliated!!"
The Chinese martial artists were all furious, their eyes practically spitting fire.
The scene immediately descended into chaos!
"Quiet!"
Su Nan shouted loudly, unleashing his full power.
Instantly, the surrounding martial artists fell silent and turned to look at the middle-aged man.
"I will fight this battle! I will fight for Chinese martial arts! We will let the Japanese know that Chinese martial arts cannot be humiliated!"
Su Nan glanced indifferently at the Japanese martial artists, then looked at his own country's martial artists, his expression becoming more serious, and shouted loudly.
"That's right! Chinese martial arts cannot be insulted!"
"This cannot be insulted!!"
"This cannot be insulted!!"
The Chinese martial artists roared in unison, their bodies brimming with fighting spirit.
Su Nan's eyes were filled with solemnity. She suddenly leaped up and landed steadily in front of Miyamoto Junjie, her fists clenched, her heart filled with vigilance.
His strength has reached the peak of the late Earth Rank. With his superb combat ability, he still has a chance of defeating the number one swordsman in Japan.
"Who are you?"
Miyamoto Shunjie stood up, his eyes suddenly flashing with coldness, and took a step forward.
"Su Nan, China's top special forces soldier, volunteered for the mission!"
As Su Nan spoke, his aura exploded forth without reservation.
"So it was you. I had heard of you before. It seems your trip to China wasn't in vain."
"Come on, I'll let you make the first move!"
Miyamoto Junjie looked at Su Nan, narrowed his eyes slightly, and a disdainful smile appeared on his lips.
Without another word, Su Nan suddenly rushed out, gathered powerful internal energy in his palm, and leaped up!
A powerful outward-radiating internal force descended from a height of ten meters.
"Eh...too weak, just a low-level Earth Realm cultivator, boring."
Seeing this, Miyamoto Shunjie shook his head regretfully, then suddenly jumped up and drew a sharp silver longsword from his waist.
With just a gentle wave, he sliced through that powerful outward-emitting internal force.
The two then engaged in an earth-shattering battle high in the sky.
Miyamoto Shunjie didn't even unleash half of his full power. Holding a sword in one hand and with the other behind his back, he lightly unleashed a series of sword techniques.
They immediately suppressed Su Nan, and things gradually became boring.
"The first of the three roaring palm strikes!"