The calm and composed demeanor, radiating a powerful confidence, instantly ignited a frenzy in the hall.
"The Martial Saint will surely prevail!"
"Now is the time to bring glory to our Japanese nation!"
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December 25th.
Christmas in the West is also the day of the duel between Chu Mo and Miyamoto Kiyokawa.
At this moment, the foot of Mount Fuji is already bustling with activity.
Countless high-ranking officials, celebrities, martial artists, and cultivators gathered together.
Further out, the crowds were even larger, numbering at least tens of thousands.
Many ordinary people, isolated outside the cordon, were unable to enter.
But this did not dampen their enthusiasm at all. However, upon closer inspection, one could vaguely see that the crowd was divided into several camps.
The majority were a group of fanatical people waving ugly Japanese flags.
Many of these people brought their families, wore traditional clothing, and looked excited, as if they had taken too many blue pills.
The other group was much smaller and clearly distinct from them.
Many of them were waving bright red flags excitedly; they were clearly from China.
Although the two countries have a long history of enmity, they have maintained normalized diplomatic relations for decades, and there are still quite a few Chinese people living in Japan.
Besides international students and tourists, many people clearly came specifically to cheer on the event.
Others, also quite numerous, were mostly bystanders from other countries.
now.
Chen Weiguo, dressed in outdoor gear, was hiding in a thicket on Mount Fuji.
The distance from here to the designated duel arena is only a few hundred meters, which is just a matter of seconds for experts like them.
Thinking of the eighteen Foundation Establishment cultivators who came to his aid from within the country, he felt much more at ease.
Among them, eight were at the upper level of Foundation Establishment, and the rest were all at the middle level, truly a gathering of the elite.
With Senior Qingning hiding on the other side, they are more than capable of handling any unexpected situations.
But he dared not let his guard down in the slightest.
This kind of duel, due to the advance booking, gives the opposing forces a lot of time to prepare, and there are simply too many uncertain factors.
Given Chu Mo's importance, there will definitely be a lot of off-field issues today.
Therefore, none of them met with Chu Mo in person; they only communicated by phone.
Just then.
Suddenly, the crowd erupted in a frenzied cheer, like a tsunami.
"Martial Saint, victory is assured!"
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