Today, Chu Mo, dressed in a white Zhongshan suit, looked even more energetic.
Upon seeing him appear, not only were the Chinese excited, but the Japanese roared in anger.
"Chu Mo, this demonic executioner, send him to hell!"
"Get those despicable Chinese out of Japan. They shouldn't be allowed into a sacred place like Mount Fuji."
A fanatical Japanese man even rushed to the edge of the guard post in a rage, shouting wildly at Chu Mo:
"You dog of the Dragon Kingdom, you're destined to die a horrible death, your whole family deserves to go to hell. I'm going to your Dragon Kingdom tomorrow, and I'll make your women howl in agony beneath me, ha ha ha..."
Normally, he wouldn't dare to be so arrogant, after all, Chu Mo is a top expert.
But this is Japan's home ground now, with many experts around, and hundreds of thousands of people standing around him.
Even if this Chinese man is furious, what can he do? In front of the whole world, he can only endure it.
But he could become famous in Japan and a patriotic star admired by everyone.
He seemed to see countless banknotes and beautiful women rushing towards him.
Chu Mo, who was walking, didn't even glance at him, and simply flicked his finger.
puff……
A muffled thud.
The previously arrogant Japanese man suddenly collapsed to the ground, the bloody hole on his forehead a shocking sight.
His eyes were filled with terror and disbelief, as if he could never believe that Chu Mo would kill him so decisively.
This is Japan, how dare he be so presumptuous?
Unfortunately, he never understood this before he died; he only convulsed a few times before passing away.
This scene immediately triggered screams of fear from those around them, and the cursing abruptly stopped.
"Murder!"
"A Chinese man committed a crime in public; the police should arrest him immediately."
Zhang Qidao and the others had already come over, and upon seeing this scene, they quickened their pace.
Aso Maruko and the others, who were standing respectfully beside the Japanese Emperor, all had angry and indignant looks in their eyes.
This Chinese man committed murder in broad daylight; he is utterly lawless.
Moreover, this was done in front of the Emperor and the Martial Saint. How arrogant is that?
If he is not punished, Japan's prestige will be completely destroyed.
Just as he was about to order the guards to surround Chu Mo.
Miyamoto Kiyokawa waved his hand to stop him, then coldly addressed the surrounding crowd:
"The strong cannot be insulted. Everyone should keep their mouths shut. Anyone who dares to talk nonsense and humiliate my opponent will bear the consequences!"
No matter what, Chu Mo was his opponent, the one who killed his disciple.
To be humiliated and looked down upon like this is an insult to him; he deserves to die.
After finishing speaking, Miyamoto Kiyokawa calmly stared at Chu Mo and coldly said:
"Although he spoke rudely, your act of violence in front of me and His Majesty the Emperor is a great disrespect to us. I will use your blood to wash away this shame."
After he finished speaking, he didn't look at Chu Mo again and strode to the open space to stand still.
An unprecedentedly powerful and invincible aura emanated from him.
Although its body is not particularly large or tall, it does not appear small at all beneath the majestic Mount Fuji.
Instead, it gives people the illusion that it is the second Mount Fuji.
Moreover, as time went on, his invincible aura grew stronger and stronger, gradually enveloping an area of about a thousand meters in radius.
Many people trembled under the weight of this imposing aura.
Even Foundation Establishment cultivators tensed up, as if they were being firmly locked onto by a primordial beast.
Like a mountain overlooking an abyss, its depths are unfathomable!
Zhang Qidao and the others all felt a chill run down their spines. After exchanging glances, they all saw the deep gravity in each other's eyes.
The opponent's cultivation level is indeed terrifying! No wonder he is the number one person in Japan!
Can Xiao Chu beat him?
At this moment, their already wavering confidence was shaken once again.
"Elder Zhang, Elder Mu, everyone, there's no need to worry too much. This is just a minor situation."
Of the entire room, only Chu Mo remained calm, his smile composed and confident.
"Xiao Chu, just do your best. If things are hopeless, just admit defeat. With Senior Qing Ning here, no one can do anything to you."
"That's right, there's no need to stick to the duel agreement with him. As long as you're alive, you'll have your day to avenge yourself."
Zhang Qidao and the others couldn't help but give them another word of advice.
"good!"
Chu Mo knew that explaining was useless, so he didn't say anything more.
He prefers to prove himself with his actions rather than with words.
After greeting everyone with a smile, he entrusted Shu Xiaoya and the other two women to the others before slowly walking towards the center of the arena.
Looking at the calm young figure, Mu Yan and the other elders all had worried expressions and began to discuss the matter with heavy hearts.
"Do you think he has any hope?"
"Difficult! The hope is slim, the opponent is a mid-level Saint Ninja!"
"Sigh, at this rate of growth, if given another ten years, I can't even imagine how terrifying his achievements will be."
"Unfortunately, it was precisely at this time that we clashed with that old scoundrel Miyamoto."
Mu Yan was furious: "In order to stifle a genius, an old man who has cultivated for three hundred years actually seized the excuse of avenging his disciple and took the initiative to challenge a junior. He has no shame at all."
"When have the Japanese ever had any shame?" another old man shouted angrily.
Unfortunately, even though they knew about the other party's scheme, Chu Mo still walked right into their trap. What could they do?
Even if he wanted to send a Golden Core expert to fight in his place, it wouldn't make a difference.
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