The deep voice, like the reverberation of sultry thunder, makes the cochlea roar.
Seeing this, people naturally felt more puzzled and looked at Wang JieXi one after another: "Mr. Wang, is this?"
"Ha ha ~"
"don't worry, I'll introduce it to you."
"This is my nephew Qin Fei."
"Like Mr. Li's sister, my nephew has been fond of martial arts since childhood."
"Later, my nephew Qin Fei was honored by he Chen, the head of the he family in Jinling, and was accepted as a disciple. When he was 15 years old, he went to Jinling to learn from elder he Chen."
"This is nearly 20 years."
"Now that Jiangdong is in danger, I specially summon him back."
"It's also good to contribute to our Jiangdong." Wang JieXi said with a slow smile.
Other people have not spoken, but Lei Laosan is the first to be surprised.
"He Chen?"
"Are you talking about he Chen, the 10th martial master on the list of Chinese masters, the master of he family in Jinling and the old Mr. He Chen?"
The master is like a dragon.
In any country, martial arts masters are rare.
Just like China, there are 1.3 billion people. There are only ten masters of martial arts recognized by the world.
And the master list is naturally a list to record the ranking of these masters.
Of course, the master list represents not only the strong and weak, but also the supreme honor and status.
Each of the figures on the master list is respected by the world, and countless dignitaries flatter each other.
No doubt, all the martial arts masters on the list are well-known,
and hechen is one of them.
Lei Laosan was born in a family of martial arts and Taoism. Although he was passed on to his generation, the martial arts gene has almost been cut off and declined. However, Lei Laosan has always been paying attention to the martial arts circle, and of course he has heard of the name of he Chen.
"It's the master of the family."
In the face of Lei Laosan's tremor, Qin Fei chuckles, but he returns.
Hearing this, Lei Laosan was overjoyed.
"Ha ha ~"
"Lao Wang, you can."
"Deep enough!"
"I didn't expect that your old Wang family still had such a real dragon hidden?"
"A famous teacher makes a good apprentice."
"If Qin Fei is here, even if Mr. Chu doesn't arrive that day, Jiangdong will also win the victory."
Lei Laosan laughs.
Li Er also relaxed a lot.
Before, they were all worried. If Mr. Chu didn't come ten days later, what should they do in Jiangdong?
But now, it looks like it can be saved.
Only Chen Ao Ning was silent.
He looked at Qin Fei for a moment, and then asked in a deep voice, "Mr. Qin, how much do you know about Wang Yuehe, the sword God of Japan?"
Qin Fei shook his head: "I don't know."
What... What?
Qin Fei said this, let Li Er eye corner a draw, Lei Laosan's smile also immediately stops.
As the saying goes, only when you know yourself and your enemy, you can be invincible!
But in front of this guy, his eyes were black, and he didn't know anything.
It really looks like it's not reliable.
However, Qin Fei's next words, but let the people's hearts hanging stone, put down.
"Although I don't know about Wangyue river."
"But I know that when ye Qingtian, the God of war, defeated Wangyue River, the boxing techniques he used were inherited from he family, he Wang Quan!"
"My teacher once said that there are all kinds of martial arts in the world, only he Wang Quan can conquer the green wood sword formula of Wangyue river!"
"So, as far as I'm concerned, I'm defeated by the moon river!"