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Ichiro Watanabe stood there silently, and did not make a move for a long time.

To him, he only had one chance. If he didn't manage to cut his opponent in half, then he wouldn't need to continue fighting.

Chen Jie was very strong!

Or it could be said that when facing Chen Jie, Ichiro Watanabe had the same feeling as when he was facing his own teacher all those years ago.

Japan Sword Saint, Takeshimiya Hongyi!

"Are you still not going to f * * k off?"

Chen Jie did not kill all of them, he only killed two as a warning.

This was not because Chen Jie was afraid of something bad happening, but because he had enmity with Wang Family. If Wang Shuying kept on trying to deal with him, these people would have to be killed sooner or later.

Ichiro Watanabe sighed, he slowly retracted his blade and said: "I am not your opponent."

"But, don't be too arrogant. There are countless experts in this world. No matter how strong you are, you cannot be invincible!"

Ichiro Watanabe slowly turned around and looked at the many twisting ninjas on the ground coldly, speechless to the extreme.

These people didn't even have time to pull out their own weapons before they were all knocked down to the ground by Chen Jie.

"Remember to bring a message!"

Chen Jie sneered, and prepared to turn around. This matter shall end here, and at tomorrow's competition, Wang Family and Xu Family should be able to compete fairly.

"Hua!"

Just as Chen Jie finished his sentence, Ichiro Watanabe suddenly pulled his blade out and leapt more than three metres into the air!

The bright moon hung in the sky as the Kanze Masamune in Ichiro Watanabe's hands slashed through the air, becoming transparent as it hacked down furiously at Chen Jie!

"I originally wanted to spare your life, but you're courting death!"

snorted, how could he not be on guard? Japan people were always sinister and cunning, he had seen this too many times in television and movies.

Sssii! *

Chen Jie extended his right hand, and a purple lightning blade also appeared in it.

"Profound Truths of the Sword!"

Ichiro Watanabe bellowed, his mental energy and mental energy rising to the peak, yet Chen Jie did not dodge this strike, which made him extremely excited.

This blade's name carried the word "god". It was a skill that Takeshimiya had learned since he was young, and it was said that it came from a divine hall in the Japan.

"Hua!"

Countless blade energies danced in the air like feathers and cherry blossoms. Although they looked extremely beautiful, they were filled with killing intent.

While he was in the midst of haziness, Chen Jie seemed to have spotted the tall and lush cherry blossom tree that had appeared behind Ichiro Watanabe.

As each cherry blossom fell, there was an endless concept. An old man with a snow-white hair was carrying a katana on his back, meditating on the Dao of saber under a tree.

"What kind of god is this? He's just pretending to be mysterious!"

Chen Jie bellowed, allowing himself to regain consciousness in that moment. He did not believe in ghosts and gods, all of this was just the imagination and divinity of the ancient people.

"Hmm?"

Ichiro Watanabe's expression changed, he saw that Chen Jie's gaze did not stop on his blade, but on his back.

"Could it be that his cultivation has really reached such a level? "Impossible!"

It was said that the experts could sense each other. Could it be that Chen Jie had already reached this step?

Even though he could not believe it, Ichiro Watanabe still roared and pulled out his strongest move, wanting to slash Chen Jie to death.

Chen Jie's face remained indifferent, as he ignored the countless cherry blossom shaped blade Qi beside him.

"Kill!"

It was only one word, but Chen Jie's aura was astonishing. The blade in his hand flashed with purple lightning, and slashed towards the sky!

Boom!

The moment the two came into contact, the entire area was covered in a hazy gray mist. Following that, a loud sound was emitted before it was quickly annihilated. Not even a single sound could be heard from a hundred meters away.

The ground was covered in a thick layer of dust, and the Ninjas on the ground were all gathered together, afraid of being affected. They all revealed astonished expressions.

"Who is he? To think that he could be on par with Mr. Watanabe, but that's the end of it!"

"Back in the days, Mr. Watanabe inherited my Japan's invincible sword technique from the east of Osaka. He hasn't lost a single time in twenty years, who can match him?"

"That is all in the past. Now that Mr. Watanabe has a famous blade, the strength of the Kanze Masamune is no longer the same as it used to be."

More than thirty Ninjas sat on the ground, conversing in Japanese and looking in the direction of the smoke.

In their eyes, their Sword Saint was invincible, a powerful existence that was on par with the Sword God.

No matter how strong Chen Jie was, he would never be able to contend against Du Bian!

"Mr. Watanabe, how are you? He was killed by you, wasn't he?"

"Definitely, our invincible Mr Watanabe is a disciple of the Sword Saint!"

Many people revealed looks of anticipation.

Just now, Chen Jie had injured all of them.

At this time, the smoke gradually dispersed, leaving only one person standing upright within the arena.

"You are very powerful, but it's a pity that you encountered me."

Chen Jie dispersed the Purple Thunder Lightning Blade in his hand and looked at the burnt figure on the ground coldly.

"What?" Crossing Edge... I actually lost! "

"That's impossible. Who is this person? How can he defeat Mr. Watanabe?"

Everyone could not believe that a disciple of the Sword Saint was actually defeated by a nameless kid from China. This was simply unimaginable!

He was only twenty years old and was already able to defeat Watanabe. If he were to wait another ten years, wouldn't he be able to pose a threat to Sword Saint?

The expressions of everyone present changed. The Japan Sword Saint s were the four gods that protected the island and intimidated who knows how many foreign forces.

The Japanese economy once occupied the second place in the world in the last century. The prosperity and stability of our country were closely related to these four people!

"Is... "What?"

Ichiro Watanabe's fingers trembled as he slowly got up from the ground. His skin was completely charred black.

"The path of the blade lies in advancing forward!"

Chen Jie replied him with a chapter on weapons from the Cyan Profound Heaven Replenishing Spell, this sentence was also the essence of the way of the blade.

"The way of the blade lies in advancing forward?"

Watanabe's eyes flickered as he thought about this sentence. It was as if a new door had opened in front of him.

"I... "Understood!"

Ichiro Watanabe trembled from head to toe, suddenly kneeling down, with both hands he carried the Kanze Masamune in front of Chen Jie.

"This is a good blade, but unfortunately, I am not worthy of it." After handed the blade to Chen Jie, he shakily walked out.

As a disciple of the Japan Sword Saint, Watanabe's attitude had always been very high. After coming to Hua Xia, it was unknown how many experts he had defeated.

After twenty years, Watanabe had thought that other than the Sword Saint s, the only people who were truly strong in China were those few people.

Today, this was the first time he tasted failure, losing to a young man in his twenties!

"For the sake of the blade, I won't kill you. Scram!"

Hearing Chen Jie's cold voice, Du Luo turned his head and looked in the direction of the inn. His mouth moved, wanting to say something, but in the end he did not.

Chen Jie held his blade and walked back, suddenly he was startled, his face instantly turned pale white!

"Whoosh!"

Chen Jie's mental strength quickly covered the entire inn, when he was fighting with Ichiro Watanabe just now, he had actually neglected the direction of the hotel.

Based on Wang Shuying's personality, she would very likely make other arrangements!