Just then, Ye Xingchen suddenly sensed a murderous intent coming from the third floor of the mall.
Su Ruochu, who possessed the power of Confucianism and Taoism, also sensed this aura. She and Ye Xingchen looked up at the third floor almost simultaneously.
On the third floor, Yagyu Yuuma, arms wrapped around his sword, was looking at the two with a provocative expression.
"I'll go and meet him." Ye Xingchen frowned.
Yagyu Yuuki is the greatest swordsman in Japan. According to martial arts strength, he is already at the half-step Celestial Realm.
Although he didn't dare to directly assassinate someone of Xia Jingyi's status, his arrival was still a threat.
Seeing Ye Xingchen approaching, Yagyu Yuma smiled slightly, turned around, and squeezed into the crowd, disappearing from sight.
Ye Xingchen chased after them, and the two met in a park in the middle of the street.
"What do you want to do?" Ye Xingchen frowned slightly.
“Hehe…” Yagyu Yuma said in broken Chinese: “China is a vast country with abundant resources and beautiful landscapes. Now that I’m here, I’d like to see it for myself.”
"Don't give me that nonsense." Ye Xingchen stared at him: "If you have any problems, come at me. If I find you within a kilometer of Aunt Xia, don't blame me for being impolite."
"Ye Xingchen, you're so young, yet you've already reached the Heavenly Realm. You're a genius." Liu Sheng Youzhen gave a thumbs up: "My primary mission in coming to China is to eliminate this threat of yours."
"However, I have another wish, which is to issue a challenge to all the masters of Chinese martial arts, defeat all of them, and show the might of the Japanese samurai."
"Are you fucking sick?" Ye Xingchen couldn't help but curse.
Yagyu Yushin is indeed strong, much stronger than the average expert in the Heavenly Realm.
However, the experts of the fourth realm of the Heavenly Phenomenon Realm in China did not take this guy seriously at all. Putting aside everything else, the Pavilion Master of Xuan Yu Pavilion is a Saint, and his four stewards and eight elders are all experts of the fourth realm of the Heavenly Phenomenon Realm.
In the eyes of Chinese martial artists, this grandson is at best a second-rate idiot. What makes him think he has the strength to defeat all Chinese martial arts masters?
"Of course I'm not crazy, it's a pity you can't see it." Yagyu Yuuma raised his right hand, and with a whoosh, the sword in his hand was already drawn.
He grabbed with his right hand, and the moment the Congyun Sword entered his hand, it suddenly let out a dragon's roar.
"Yamagi Yagyu, please fight."
"If you want to die, I don't mind granting your wish," Ye Xingchen sneered.
Just then, a figure flashed, and Su Ruochu appeared.
With her Confucian and Taoist background, she took a step forward, head held high and chest out; at that moment, her heart seemed to encompass the heavens and the earth.
Yagyu Yuuma frowned. He was confident that he could handle Ye Xingchen alone.
However, with Su Ruochu present, he dared not act rashly, after all, the aura emanating from her was not something an ordinary martial artist could possess.
"Do you Chinese people believe in winning with fewer troops?" Yagyu Yuuma asked.
“I don’t need him to lift a finger; I can handle it all by myself.” Su Ruochu glanced coldly at Liu Sheng Youzhen.
"Hehe..." Yagyu Yuu retracted his hand: "Two juniors, it's a bit unfair to you to fight like this. Another day, I will issue a challenge to you and trample your dignity in front of everyone."
As soon as Yuuma Yagyu finished speaking, he turned around and disappeared.
"Stop chasing him, he's chickened out." Ye Xingchen stopped Su Ruochu, who was about to give chase: "He's not the key person. The mastermind behind it all is Sato Matsuichi."
Just then, Ning Qingyan called.
"Missing me?" Ye Xingchen answered the phone with a smile.
However, as soon as the call started, he sensed something was wrong, because Ning Qingyan's breathing was a little heavy, as if she was panting, and there was a sound of fighting coming from the other end of the phone.
"Where are you?" Ye Xingchen's tone suddenly changed.
"Ye Xingchen, I've been ambushed on the highway to Yicheng." Ning Qingyan said breathlessly, as if she had been running.
"Where exactly is the location, and who is the other party?" Ye Xingchen asked in a deep voice.
“Yicheng Expressway G31 section, they are Japanese… ninjas.” Ning Qingyan’s words were cut off before the call was disconnected, and there was no further sound from the other end.
"Sato Matsuichi, you're asking for death!" Ye Xingchen roared in fury.
He had already spread the secret of having the Jade Slip Heavenly Book in his possession, thinking that no one would bother Ning Qingyan anymore.
But he didn't expect that the Japanese would also target Ning Qingyan.
Ye Xingchen had already decided to kill him. This time, no matter what Sato Matsuichi's identity was, he was going to kill him.
"Do you need any help?" Su Ruochu sensed the murderous intent in Ye Xingchen's tone.
"I need to get to Yicheng Expressway quickly and go back to tell Aunt Xia that I can't stay with her anymore. The Japanese have already started the war." Ye Xingchen was somewhat upset.
"Aunt Xia will clear the way for you and escort you to the highway. We can also call in police officers to go with you," Su Ruochu said.
"No need. My conflict with the other party is a personal matter and does not involve any national forces," Ye Xingchen shook his head.
He wants to kill Sato Matsuichi, and if he uses armed force, that becomes a diplomatic issue.
There was no time to argue with this bastard; Ye Xingchen's only task now was to kill him.
Ye Xingchen casually had a car delivered to him and instructed Zhou Dazhu to raise the security level and protect the company's senior executives, especially Yun Ruoyan and Du Fang.
With all green lights and escorted by motorcycle police, Ye Xingchen stepped on the gas and got onto the highway.
He didn't know why Ning Qingyan left Tianhai, and even if he went faster now, he probably wouldn't be able to catch up.
The only thing that could give him some peace of mind was that Ning Qingyan still had some value to the Japanese.
There weren't many cars on the highway, so Ye Xingchen floored the accelerator and kept overtaking other vehicles. He just wanted to get there as quickly as possible.
However, less than five minutes into the drive, five roaring sports cars appeared ahead, driven by a group of rich second-generation kids with brightly dyed hair. The cars had scantily clad women in the passenger seats, and they were speeding and shouting.
The car that Ye Xingchen had temporarily sent over was a 5 Series, which didn't have a large engine displacement.
However, he was worried about Ning Qingyan's safety, so he floored the accelerator and pushed the speed to the limit, trying to overtake the five sports cars.
"Young Master Jin, look at this kid, driving a beat-up BMW, trying to overtake you!" a girl in a McLaren exclaimed in surprise.
"Damn, is this kid an idiot? He thinks he can race us with this garbage truck?" The blond guy driving shouted through his headset, "Brothers, someone's provoking us. Let's teach this kid a lesson."
Boom... A huge sound came from the exhaust pipes of three Ferraris, a McLaren, and a Lamborghini, instantly blocking Ye Xingchen in the middle.
Ye Xingchen frowned. He had no intention of provoking these rich kids; he only wanted to rush over and save people.
But the group of boys clung to him tightly, surrounding him and occasionally pulling him away.
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