The Ninja God walked onto the stage and his eyes swept down. The people present dare not say that they are the strongest people in martial arts in various countries, but they are definitely the best ones. But just the look of the Ninja God has already made them all take care of them.

His eyes were very turbid, but you could not ignore him, and even could not arouse the slightest will to resist in front of him.

Taro Yokoyama spoke: "Welcome to our country, Little Bug Country!"

"Our country has a long history, and ninjutsu and Bushido spirit dominate the world. I believe that when the elite representatives of every country come here, they will personally feel that spirit, ninjutsu and martial arts spirit, these two are the strongest existences in the world."br /Novel +>

What he said was a bit arrogant, especially the delegation of China was most unhappy, because the martial arts of the Little Bug Kingdom were spread from China, and they were just improving it. However, the real martial arts originated from China should be China. This is also the reason why China is deeply ashamed of even if it won the third and fourth place.

Taro Yokoyama continued to say there: "As a representative country in martial arts, our biggest purpose while holding the 5th Martial Arts Exchange Competition is also to drive the common progress of all martial arts enthusiasts."

The valor of Yokoyama Taro was too strong and too terrible. Although many people didn't feel good about listening to it, they didn't dare to refute it. At this moment, someone finally walked over, Chu Nan.

This time, Chu Nan originally planned to hide himself well and try not to show off, but the words of this ninja god angered Chu Nan. Their arrogance angered Chu Nan. The national justice made Chu Nan unable to tolerate the other party insulting the Chinese martial arts at all.

Seeing Chu Nan move, everyone's eyes fell on the young man again, with various different gazes with surprise, doubt, disdain, expectation and mocking.

Yokoyama Taro looked at the young man and asked calmly: "Young man, are you going to say something?"

Chu Nan smiled, straightened his back, stood in the center of the venue, looked up at the legendary ninja of the Little Bug Country, and said loudly as if he was challenging: "Mr. Hengshan, I think you are a little arrogant!"

"I'll go." Zhang Yang muttered in a low voice, "Chu Bei is so handsome."

Duan Jingzhu also showed admiration in her eyes, and then quietly said to the other people: "This ninja god, I'm afraid we can't beat him together. If we do something, we will block the other party together. After blocking the other party's attack, I will talk."

Although Duan Jingzhu spoke very little, Chu Nan still heard it. Only then did Chu Nan sincerely recognize Duan Jingzhu's status as the leader.

Chu Nan looked up at Yokoyama Taro, and looked at Yokoyama Taro without any concession. Yokoyama Taro's eyes showed a faint look of surprise, and then he showed a little appreciation, saying, "Yes, there are fewer young people like you, so what else do you want to say, say it all, I will not bully the small for the big."

Chu Nan looked around, then his eyes fell on Yokoyama Taro, and said loudly: "Everyone in the world knows that our Chinese is the source of martial arts, and the martial arts of the Little Cypress Kingdom were improved by introducing our Chinese martial arts. What's more, I'm blunt, what really spreads to your Little Cypress Kingdom is just a fur part, but Mr. Yokoyama said that you want to lead the world's martial arts progress. Isn't this Yelang's arrogantness or what?"

Yu Buzhou shouted loudly: "Okay!"

Yokoyama Taro's eyes suddenly shot over, and a gaze seemed to pierce through Yu Buzhou's eyes, causing Yu Buzhou's head to roar. He was so shocked that he couldn't help but take two steps back, and a burst of blood surged, and his heart was full of horror.

Yu Buzhou only realized how much pressure Chu Nan, who was facing Taro Yokoyama, had to bear. At this moment, he looked at Chu Nan and looked calm when he saw Chu Nan. Yu Buzhou thought about how arrogant he was before coming to Xiaozhu Kingdom, and felt a little ashamed.

Taro Yokoyama shocked Yu Buzhou with a glance, then looked at Chu Nan. Chu Nan looked at him, but refused to give in at all.

Taro Yokoyama said: "The history you are talking about is good, but science is progressing, civilization is progressing, and martial arts are also progressing. Hundreds of years ago, thousands of years ago, perhaps it was your Chinese country leading the world's martial arts progress, but the era of your Chinese martial arts has finally passed. Now martial arts has begun to decline in your China. For example, the karate of our little insect country is even more influential than your country's Sanda and fighting. Even the influence of Taekwondo in your country in your country is far greater than that of your country's own martial arts, right?"

Chu Nan nodded and said, "I admit it."

Yokoyama Taro: "Well, since you admit it, is there anything else to say?"

Chu Nan said disdainfully: "You need to come up with the folk tales and embroidered skills? There is a saying in China that is called masters in the folk. You may not have encountered real masters. For example, the Chinese martial god who once swept through all the top masters of your little insect country ten years ago!"

A terrifying aura burst out from Yokoyama's body. His body was still so hunched over, but this terrifying aura made him like a devil. The strange and terrifying power spread around him as the center. The crowd around him staggered back one by one by one by the impact of this terrifying force, and even a few people fell to the ground. Chu Nan was the first to be hit. Although Chu Nan could withstand the other's terrifying power with his own king's intermediate power, if that happens, his identity will inevitably be exposed.

Chu Nan pretended to behave and staggered back a few steps, then stood firm.

Prince Toyu reminded at the back: "Senior Yokoyama, this occasion seems to be..."

The momentum of Yokoyama Taro exuded, and then said calmly: "I'm sorry, I've lost my composure just now."

Everyone stabilized their bodies, and their eyes showed a look of shock and anger. On the one hand, they were surprised, surprised that Taro Yokoyama actually had such terrifying power. Although he had known that the God of Ninja was a legendary figure of a generation, he forced so many first-class masters to retreat with his momentum alone, which still made them feel a little shocked. As for getting angry, it was because they were all foreign guests, and they were guests from afar. No matter what the other party was, they actually gave them a warning in this way. It was not a way to treat guests, and it was simply a humiliation to them.

You should know, which of the people standing here today is an ordinary little citizen? Everyone is an elite in their own country, including the top masters in the special forces of some countries, some folk masters, and the top masters selected by other special forces. No matter any of these people, they are definitely people who are above the top. Whoever they come into contact with in the past respects them very much? At this time, the god of ninja stood high and supremely, and that feeling was like a god looking down at the ant below. That feeling made them feel indescribable ashamed.

However, now Yokoyama Taro has already taken away the formidable momentum, and these people will not say anything. They are not as skilled as others. Although they are angry, they do not want to be embarrassed in public.

Chu Nan stopped and laughed: "Mr. Hengshan, is this your country's way of hospitality?"

Yokoyama Taro said calmly: "I was just rude."

Prince Deyu said from the side: "I am really sorry for what happened just now, and I hope everyone doesn't mind."

Taro Yokoyama said again: "However, it has been twenty years since the Chinese martial god you mentioned."

Chu Nan smiled and said, "Since there is the first one, there will be a second one... I wonder if you have heard of the ancient martial arts world in our China?"

Seeing that Taro Yokoyama showed a little fear in his eyes, Chu Nan laughed and said, "There are many masters in the ancient martial arts world, but they ignore the world on weekdays, so naturally they will not participate in such exchange competitions. In the end, only a few of us, the insignificant Chinese people came to communicate with you. If Mr. Yokoyama thought he could beat us, it means that your little insect country's level in martial arts is better than our Chinese country, which would be a joke."

Chu Nan continued: "I don't say this to you because I don't look down on all countries. I really don't agree with Mr. Yokoyama's words. China is my motherland, and the dignity of the nation is far better than my dignity. Mr. Yokoyama's attitude is an insult to all our countries in martial arts, and it is also an insult to our China, the birthplace of martial arts. If Taro Yokoyama is stubborn and thinks that our China is not as good as your Little Bug Kingdom in martial arts, then I really have no choice but to ask Mr. Yokoyama for advice."

Yokoyama Taro said in surprise: "You want to fight with me?"

"Yes!" Chu Nan said seriously, "Mr. Hengshan's attitude is a humiliation to me as a Chinese. Although I am just an insignificant little character in China, Mr. Hengshan is a respected martial arts master in Xiaozhu Country, but I would rather die than seek dignity for my country!"

When everyone looked at Chu Nan, the disdain and contempt in their eyes disappeared. Not to mention Chu Nan's strength, just talking about Chu Nan's pride is beyond the reach of ordinary people.

Yokoyama Taro also looked at Chu Nan seriously. He hadn't been so serious when he was looking at someone for a long time. Chu Nan deliberately hid his strength at this time, so in Yokoyama Taro, Chu Nan seemed to be a master of the master. Although the master level was strong, he was like an ant in his ninja god. However, there was a force in the bones of this ant that made Yokoyama Taro feel palpitations. That kind of power was not what people usually called power. That kind of power was called self-esteem, self-confidence, and pride.

A man with this kind of power, even if his strength is not strong enough now, sooner or later, he will stand at the forefront of a certain aspect.

Taro Yokoyama's eyes showed a little admiration, and the crutch in his hand paused slightly on the ground, and said in a serious tone: "I express my most sincere apology for what I just said."

This surprised everyone.

Taro Yokoyama said: "I really underestimate you. If all the young people in China can be like you, Chinese martial arts will never be lost. Young people, tell us your name again."

“Chubei!”
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