The daughter-in-law's son-in-law

Chapter 458 Battle

Chapter 450: Battle

"October 23rd, at the top of Wutong Mountain, let's fight for life and death!"

As the night darkened, Xue Ruyi sat with Wang Dongshan and the others at the headquarters of the Nanling Martial Arts League, frowning as they read the letter of war.

"Miyamoto Tajimamori made the move himself."

Xue Ruyi looked at Ye Fan on the sofa and said:
"It seems that Ling Qianshui means a lot to him, otherwise why would he end up tearing himself apart?"

Miyamoto Tamaru is also one of the top ten sword masters, with disciples and grandchildren all over the world, and has also trained ten profound masters. If he didn't hate him to the bone, how could he die against the juniors?

Ye Fan smiled lightly: "I thought the old guy was bluffing, but I didn't expect that he would really fight me."

He felt that he had underestimated Ling Qianshui's value.

Wang Dongshan said hesitantly: "President Ye, this challenge should not be accepted."

Ye Fan smiled and said, "Is Miyamoto Danma Shou so scary?"

"Although Miyamoto, Ma Shou hasn't made a move for many years, and more is teaching swordsmanship to his disciples and grandchildren. When he became a sword master, he was only a master of the profound realm..."

Wang Dongshan let out a long breath:
"But after so many years, no one knows how far his cultivation has reached."

"It's just that he has been able to train ten masters of the profound realm, and he has not yet fallen out of the camp of the top ten sword masters. His worst skill may be the great perfection of the profound realm."

"Maybe, maybe it's a small success..."

When talking about the realm, his tone trembled a little more. If he entered the realm, he would be a master of martial arts, a person who could establish a sect.

Looking at the entire China, 15 billion people, excluding the unborn old monsters, there are less than ten masters of the land on the surface.

The 36 presidents of the Martial League can be considered a hero, but none of them, including Huang Feihu, has entered the realm, which shows how difficult and terrifying the realm is.

Huang Tianjiao also knew something about Miyamoto Dan Mashou, and she looked at Ye Fan with the same worry and said:
"I heard that more than [-] years ago, the underground world of Yang Kingdom was chaotic, and every day there were chambers of commerce fighting for territory. It can be called the Warring States Period of Yang Kingdom."

"In order to end this situation, Miyamoto Tajima single-handedly killed seventeen bosses in a row, and overthrew all 36 masters in the underground world."

"He integrated nearly a hundred chambers of commerce into one organization, and named it the Sakura Group, and asked his disciple Chiba Zhenxiong to control it for him, thus ending the chaos in the underground world."

She added: "So Miyamoto Danma Shou is really not easy to provoke."

"What is easy to provoke, not easy to provoke, Wutong Mountain is in Nanling, it is our territory."

Shen Dongxing slapped the table and shouted: "Take the letter of war, put Miyamoto on the top of the mountain, and seal off the road."

"Then ambush hundreds of people and hundreds of shotguns on the top of the mountain. I can't spray him to death."

At the Nanling Reception tonight, Shen Dongxing followed Ye Fan with great scenery and high morale, so he couldn't hear such depressing words.

Huang Sanzhong also echoed: "That's right, we have too many guns and knives. No matter what Miyamoto Hashimoto is, just kill him with knives and guns."

"Be more brutal, plant some explosives on the top of the mountain, Brother Fan can blow up Miyamoto to death without even showing his shadow."

He had already regarded Ye Fan as an idol, so he couldn't allow Miyamoto to overpower Ye Fan.

"Are you out of your mind?"

Huang Tianjiao scolded angrily: "This is a duel, it's a fight, it's a decisive battle, it's not a conspiracy to win."

"Don't talk about Miyamoto but it's difficult for someone like Ma Shou to stab a knife in the back. Even if there is a chance, we can't use dirty methods. The whole martial arts world will poke the spine."

"Once it gets out, not only will the Nanling Martial League be accused by thousands of people, but President Ye's reputation will also plummet."

"And if you don't kill Miyamoto but Mamoru, and he hides in the dark to attack us shamelessly, how many people can stop his assassination?"

"At that time, I am afraid that the blood of nearly ten thousand people will be murdered by him."

Huang Tianjiao saw it clearly: "So in this battle, we must either fight a real decisive battle, or reject the gauntlet."

Huang Sanchong and Shen Dongxing scratched their heads. Huang Tianjiao seemed to have a point in what she said. Fame doesn't matter, as long as Miyamoto is killed, the consequences would be disastrous.

Ye Fan looked at Huang Tianjiao, his eyes were a little more approving, and he felt that she was much more mature than before.

"President Ye, I don't think this challenge can be accepted."

Xue Ruyi's pretty face also became dignified: "President, don't feel ashamed, Miyamoto has been famous for decades, it's not kind to bully a newcomer like you."

"If you refuse this battle, no one will say that you are cowardly. After all, this is bullying the small with the big."

"On the contrary, if you take up the challenge, some people will say that you are overwhelmed and overwhelmed."

Like Wang Dongshan, she couldn't see Ye Fan's realm, but thinking about her age and performance, she was at most the peak of the Profound Realm, reaching the Great Perfection of the Profound Realm.

The Great Perfection of the Profound Realm, Miyamoto Tamaru's lower limit, and Ye Fan's upper limit, this battle is completely useless.

Wang Dongshan echoed: "President Ye, let me revise the book and refuse this battle."

Ye Fan sat up slightly: "What? I'm afraid I can't beat Miyamoto but Ma Shou?"

He didn't know how powerful Miyamoto was, and he didn't know what level he was, so he thought he could handle it.

"President, that's not what I mean, I just don't think it's necessary to fight."

Wang Dongshan smiled tactfully: "You have a high position and authority, so you should maintain your status no matter what. You can't just accept a challenge from just one person."

Shen Dongxing turned his head: "Yes, he can't fight, what is he, he can challenge whoever he says he wants to challenge."

"Miyamoto dares to make fun of Brother Fan, Brother Fan, you challenge his disciples every day, such as Chiba Yui, let's see if Miyamoto is willing to let them fight."

He shouted at the top of his voice, "I'll go and make a list of his disciples, and then issue letters of war one by one, making old man Miyamoto mad."

"President, take a step back and open up to the sea and the sky."

Xue Ruyi looked at Ye Fan with clear eyes: "Temporary patience is for better victory."

"President, you are now playing against Miyamoto. The winning rate is not high, but as long as you refuse this battle and grow up for three to five years, you will definitely beat Miyamoto."

"Why do we impulsively fight with Miyamoto?"

"Maybe he just knows that you grow up to be terrifying, so he is so eager to kill you. We can't be fooled."

She said seriously: "President Ye think twice!"

President Wang also found a way: "We practice martial arts mainly for self-cultivation and physical fitness, not for fighting and killing, so why bother to get angry with Miyamoto?"

"This is too false."

Ye Fan stood up and looked around the crowd: "Although practicing martial arts is not for fighting and killing, it is not for being better at shrinking your head."

"Miyamoto Danma Shou has stepped on his head, and he still fights in front of so many people. If he doesn't beat him back hard, how will the Nanling Martial Arts League do in the future?"

"Even if Nine Thousand Years old can understand our situation, ten thousand Nanling children will still be unable to hold their heads up."

"It doesn't matter if you lose, I'm most afraid that you won't even have the courage to fight."

"This is not the spirit of Nanling Wumeng, at least, the Nanling Wumeng in my hand is not like this."

He pointed to a little gauntlet:
"Send the order out!"

"war!"

(End of this chapter)