Chapter 1002: Big guy bows his head!

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After getting off the car, Taro Iwasaki crossed the cordon, but did not climb the mountain directly, but stopped.

Soon, another train fleet came slowly from afar.

Looking intently, there are very special badges on the window glass.

In the crowd, an old pedant with thick eyes couldn't help exclaiming:

"Sasa gentian pattern! This is the mark of Qinghe Genji!"

As soon as this statement came out, it was like a huge boulder hitting the calm water surface, causing a thousand waves of waves, causing an uproar in the arena.

The faces of many passers-by were filled with consternation that was hard to hide.

The Qinghe Gen clan is one of the four oldest and noblest families in the Wa country.

Source, flat, vine, tangerine!

These four surnames were born out of the Japanese imperial family. They are all heirs of the emperor. They are superb and noble. They have been passed down to this day and have a history of thousands of years.

In the Genji clan, there have been countless heroes, dominating one side and holding heavy power.

The sasa gentian pattern is the symbol of the Genji clan, symbolizing the supreme glory, second only to the "sixteen-petal eight-fold chrysanthemum pattern" of the Japanese imperial family.

In terms of financial resources, the Genji family may not be comparable to the Mitsubishi consortium.

However, in the upper class, the Mitsubishi Consortium is just a new upstart, without any background, despised by others, and cannot be compared with Genji.

Soon, a silver-haired old man paced out. It was Gen Yoshimitsu, the current head of the Genji family.

Gen Yoshimitsu walked to Taro Iwasaki, nodded, and said hello, then turned around and maintained a standing posture, as if waiting for some big man.

The arrival of these two big brothers is not the end, but just the beginning.

In the next half an hour, luxury cars were like clouds.

The chairman of the Sumitomo, Yasuda, and Mitsui consortiums, who are as famous as the Mitsubishi consortium, the chairmen of major underground societies, and even cabinet ministers...

These big people that ordinary people can't reach at all, come one after another, all gathered here.

Just pull one out, they are all big people who call the wind and the rain, stomping their feet, the whole country of Wo will shake three times!

At first, those passers-by were surprised, but in the end, they were numb.

Suddenly, the same doubt arose in everyone's heart——

Who is it sacred to allow so many big guys to wait here respectfully?

Even if it is the Emperor, I am afraid I can't make such a big battle!

You must know that with the current system of the Wa country, although the emperor is the nominal head of state, his power has been greatly weakened.

The energy that these big guys can use in the field far exceeds the royal family.

...

At this moment, an eighteen or nine-year-old boy walked slowly from a distance.

The sun shines on his face, his brows are full of heroism, a faint smile hung on the corner of his mouth, and a special temperament is revealed on his body.

This kind of temperament is not as domineering and domineering as those of the rich family, nor is it not the anger and prestige of the superiors, but a kind of transcendence, as if above the top of all living beings, watching the world, arrogant, there is nothing in the world that can enter him Eyes.

There is no doubt that this young man is exactly Ye Fan who came to attend the appointment.

Even though there is a certain distance away, after seeing Ye Fan appear, the dozens of big men at the foot of the mountain are all silent as if they were facing an enemy.

The atmosphere in the venue was immediately depressed.

The passers-by in the distance were confused. They didn't know why, but they were also infected. They all held their breath and didn't even dare to get out of the atmosphere.

"Step! Step! Step!"

Ye Fan speeded up his pace and walked towards the foot of the mountain. The pace was not fast, but it seemed like a dragon walks and a tiger, revealing supreme majesty.

Ten meters in front of the group of big guys, Ye Fan finally stood still, his eyes glowing, scanning the audience.

At the next moment, an unbelievable scene appeared in the venue——

The chairman of the four major chaebols, the presidents of major underground organizations, and many high-ranking bigwigs, all of their noble heads, bent down at a ninety-degree angle, and bowed to Ye Fan.

That humble appearance is like a humble subject, seeing the Supreme King.

"hiss!"

In the distance, the passers-by who were watching couldn't help but **** in air-conditioning, and they were shocked, like being shocked by an electric shock, a huge wave was set off in their hearts, and they were beyond surprise.

This scene that happened in the field caused an unprecedented visual impact on them.

They never expected that so many top bosses gathered here, they were actually waiting for an eighteen or nine-year-old boy.

If this incident spreads out, I am afraid it will cause a sensation.

Immediately afterwards, countless tycoons of the Japanese country said in unison:

"Meet Master Ye!"

...

Upon seeing this, Ye Fan calmed down as usual, without any changes on his face, as if it were a matter of course.

Prior to this, the name "Ye Beichen" had resounded throughout the country of Japan.

Stepping down the sixteen martial arts halls, screaming the ocean with a sword, and bloodbathing all the great families...

With these events, Ye Fan's reputation has reached its peak.

If it weren't for the birth of Sword Saint Source Musashi, they probably wouldn't even have the courage to face Ye Fan.

You must know that in the face of absolute power, all money and power are fragile and vulnerable.

Even now, if Ye Fan started killing, they would not have any chance of surviving, even Yuan Musashi would not be able to save it.

Because of this, they were so respectful to Ye Fan and didn't dare to offend.

Among the crowd, a cabinet minister walked out and looked at Ye Fan respectfully: "Master Ye, Master Sword Saint... is waiting for you on the top of the mountain!"

"Oh……"

Ye Fan said lightly, and at the same time raised his head, his deep gaze seemed to be able to penetrate the clouds.

Even at a distance of several thousand meters, he could feel the presence of a peerless powerhouse on the top of the mountain.

That powerful aura enveloped the entire Mount Fuji, and it seemed to be affected by this aura for dozens of miles.

"boom!"

In the next moment, Ye Fan no longer deliberately suppressed, the vast and surging momentum burst out like a Qianlong Tengyuan, straight into the sky, wanting to fight against the sky.

"thump!"

"thump!"

"thump!"

Under the influence of this momentum, everyone at the foot of the mountain seemed to have been emptied of all their strength, all crawling on the ground, shivering, and every inch of skin, every muscle, and every bone was under great pressure. The power of resistance.

However, Ye Fan's eyes didn't stop at these ordinary people.

He took a step, not forward, but upward, his stature abruptly raised seven or eight meters, like stepping on an invisible step, flying through the sky, like a feathered fairy.

Flying is the ultimate dream of mankind.

As early as in ancient times, some people longed to fly freely in the sky like a bird.

However, even if you have cultivated to the realm of a master and reborn, you can only rely on your internal strength to stay in the air for a while.

But now, Ye Fan is soaring, step by step towards the top of Mount Fuji.

This shocking scene shook the hearts of everyone in the venue.

...

In the high air, Ye Fan stepped faster and faster, traversing the clouds, chic and ethereal.

Before long, he was already close to the top of Mount Fuji.

"Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding..."

Ye Fan took eight steps in a row, and the sound of a sonic boom was heard in the air, like a thunderstorm exploding, step by step mighty, step by step stronger.

The last ninth step is to step directly on the top of the mountain.

"Boom!"

The power of one step is like a king coming to the world, strong and strong.

The whole mountain was shaking, like a small earthquake.

At this moment, there are hundreds of figures on the top of the mountain, most of them are the powerhouses of the Japanese martial arts world, who come to watch this epic duel.

Soon, Ye Fan's gaze fell on an old figure in the distance.

The old man, wearing a gray robe, stepping on wooden clogs, and a sword hanging from his waist, was not obvious at first glance, but there was surging vitality in his body, like an endless ocean.

Even Ye Fan felt an unprecedented strong pressure, and his body was tight, as if he was facing a big enemy, he did not dare to be negligent.

What frightened him the most was that the old man’s eyes revealed a unique temperament——

Indifferent!

It is not the kind of indifference disguised to pretend to be advanced, but the disregard of the common people, and everything is a humble dog.

This kind of person must have something he is looking for, his heart is extremely firm, and his heart is not distracted. Apart from the "Tao" he believes in, there is nothing else in the world that can arouse his interest.

There is no doubt that this pious old man is the God of War of the East, the undefeated sword saint——

Source Musashi!