"Don't worry, Lao Mu. If anything goes wrong, we'll call the police immediately."
"That's right, that's right. Old Mu, keep it in mind."
One comment after another urged Lao Mu to hurry up and go on stage.
Immediately, Lao Mu also gritted his teeth and walked forward.
At this moment, Chen Fenghua and Wei Dingjun were already standing on the top of Wudang Mountain.
They looked around warily, but there was no one in sight.
The night grew increasingly dark.
As the clock struck twelve again, Chen Fenghua and Wei Dingjun became alert once more.
Suddenly, to their surprise, a sapling slowly appeared in their sight.
The saplings shone brightly in the moonlight, making Chen Fenghua and his companion feel very comfortable.
This made Chen Fenghua and his partner pay even more attention to the sapling.
Suddenly, Wei Dingjun frowned, then looked at a certain place with Chen Fenghua.
“Since we’re here, why hide?” Wei Dingjun said.
"I didn't expect you to get there first." Miyamoto Shiro walked out alone, carrying an iron sword without any attempt to hide it.
"I'm curious, how did you find out about this?" Wei Dingjun asked thoughtfully.
Upon hearing Wei Dingjun's words, Miyamoto Shiro raised an eyebrow slightly, but did not reply. Instead, he looked at Wei Dingjun with a resolute gaze.
"Never mind, I doubt you'll tell me anyway. But I don't think an old man like you can beat me." Wei Dingjun saw through Miyamoto Shiro's frail body at a glance.
Miyamoto Shiro's face flushed red, but he quickly calmed down and said calmly.
"We'll only know if we can win after we've tried."
Wei Dingjun immediately leaped down from the rock and arrived directly in front of Miyamoto Shiro.
He cupped his hands and said.
"Dragon Kingdom, Wei Dingjun requests your guidance."
Meanwhile, Chen Fenghua watched this scene with a smile, completely unconcerned.
Seeing this, Miyamoto Shiro slowly drew his longsword and said.
"Neon, Miyamoto Shiro, please enlighten me."
When Miyamoto Shiro's name was mentioned, Chen Fenghua and Wei Dingjun's pupils shrank slightly.
They clearly knew Miyamoto Shiro's name.
Kill!
With a roar, Wei Dingjun swiftly attacked, immediately exploiting Miyamoto's weakness.
After all, for a Japanese person to come here and steal treasure is simply courting death.
Miyamoto Shiro also focused his mind to face Wei Dingjun's fist.
Instantly, the clash of metal echoed between the two.
In an instant, Chen Fenghua's playful expression turned serious.
Because he did not expect that Miyamoto Shiro could withstand Wei Dingjun's all-out attack, and that Wei Dingjun would even suffer a minor injury.
Old Mu, who was secretly watching all this from the side, couldn't help but widen his eyes in astonishment.
The battle between the two was not particularly flashy, but the moment they collided, a huge sandstorm was stirred up, and the sound of the air explosion was extremely loud.
At the same time, cracks appeared on the ground beneath their feet.
"Holy crap, if anyone says martial arts are just fancy moves, I'll beat them to a pulp."
"Mom, I want to practice martial arts!"
"Is it really that powerful? Or is it just an act?"
"Damn, how's the situation? Is our country's expert alright?"
Everyone stared solemnly at the smoke screen before them.
Finally, the smoke slowly dissipated, revealing Wei Dingjun and Miyamoto Shiro standing there.
However, a cut appeared on Wei Dingjun's fist, with blood trickling out, clearly indicating that he had been cut by Miyamoto Shiro.
Miyamoto Shiro remained unchanged, still holding his sword towards Wei Dingguo.
Just when Lao Mu and everyone else thought Wei Dingjun had lost, Wei Dingjun chuckled and said...
"If you had reached the Ming Jin level, I might have died here. Unfortunately, you are just an ordinary person. Stop pretending; you have also suffered internal injuries."
As soon as Wei Dingjun finished speaking, Miyamoto Shiro lost his balance and slammed his samurai sword into the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood.
"To be able to injure me with the body of an ordinary person truly surprises me. But now that you've witnessed this, I can't spare your life," Wei Dingjun said admiringly, though his words were filled with ruthlessness.
Upon hearing this, Lao Mu trembled instantly, as if he too had witnessed something he shouldn't have.
As for the live broadcast room, many viewers said that Wei Dingjun was ruthless, still trying to kill his opponent even after the opponent had lost.
However, some people countered: those who are not of our race will surely have different hearts.
Of course, some people who genuinely cared about Lao Mu immediately called the police.
After all, this incident has resulted in bloodshed, and there is even a possibility of murder in the future.
"I'm not reconciled. Let me fight him. I'd rather die in battle than give up," Miyamoto Shiro said stubbornly, pointing at Chen Fenghua.
Upon hearing Miyamoto Shiro's request, Wei Dingjun and Chen Fenghua exchanged a glance and then nodded to each other.
Chen Fenghua then immediately jumped off the rock and gestured to Miyamoto Shiro to invite him.
"This will determine who is superior and who is inferior, and also decide life and death. Please."
"Please." Miyamoto Shiro forced himself to focus his mind once again.
In an instant, Chen Fenghua launched his attack.
Meanwhile, Lao Mu and the viewers in the live stream couldn't bear it and closed their eyes.
"If we don't act now, when will we?" Miyamoto Shiro shouted with a triumphant smile.
In an instant, Chen Fenghua and Wei Dingjun were thrown into disarray and immediately abandoned Miyamoto Shiro, running towards the sapling on the rock.
At that moment, a man in black robes stood on the boulder, and Chen Fenghua and his companion stopped what they were doing for fear of damaging the saplings.
This huge change caught Lao Mu and the others off guard. Only then did they notice the saplings with their bright white color.
"Could this be some legendary rare treasure?" Old Mu muttered to himself.
The same questions drifted through the live stream like snowflakes.
However, quite a few people also said...
"These two bastards want to take our Dragon Kingdom's rare and precious treasures."
"No way, can we sue them for theft?"
"Hey upstairs, get your act together. Think about how to catch them first."
Looking at the black-robed man standing beside the sapling, Chen Fenghua and his companion did not look too good.
Finally, Chen Fenghua couldn't help but say something.
"Who are you? And do you know who specifically requested this sapling? We advise you to let go voluntarily, otherwise you will definitely be expelled from the Dragon Kingdom."
A stern threat rang out from Chen Fenghua's mouth.
The man in black robes did not speak, but instead glanced at Miyamoto Shiro.
“Consider this a favor I owe you. Don’t forget, this was requested by that person,” Miyamoto Shiro said.
"I need two favors; these two are not to be trifled with," the man in black said.
“Okay,” Miyamoto Shiro replied without hesitation.
After all, owing someone a favor is much, much better than being alive.
Only by living can one have the right to possess everything.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com