Chance.

The three moves are not defeated, but such an opportunity is even more humiliating than Xiao Feng's face slapping in public. In addition to the new generation, the older generation are all masters who have been in power in Japan for many years. When have they been so despised?

However, the words that came out of Jing Moxian's mouth were shocking, because no one knew how strong Jing Moxian was. However, some people expressed dissatisfaction. No matter how powerful Jing Moxian was, they would not be able to kill them in seconds with only three moves.

"Watanabeno, do you really don't have the courage?" Mr. Jing showed impatient expression: "Okay, then I'll give you another chance, kneel down, apologize to my grandson, and I'll let you leave alive."

Watanabe's face turned red in an instant, and the blue veins on his forehead pounded, as if it was about to collapse.

Kneel down and apologize.

Not to mention that Watanabeno has a high prestige in martial arts in Japan, even an ordinary person who is forced to kneel down in public will be a lifelong humiliation.

Many new generations are angry. Even if the older generation is afraid of who this old man is, it cannot be so forbidden.

As the saying goes, a newborn calf is not afraid of tigers. Although he is shocked by the terror of Mr. Jing, they are full of energy, and some people can't help but speak: "Old Chinese Pig, you bully people too much..."

"Looking for death." Xiao Feng, who had originally had a plain face, had a murderous intent on his face and then disappeared from the spot.

Although Xiao Feng always calls him an old guy, it seems that he doesn't respect him, but after all, in this world, the person he respects the most is Old Jing. Others can scold him, but not Mr. Jing. This is touching his bottom line and murderous intent.

‘Puff’, the dragon pattern dagger stabbed into the young man’s chest, blood splattered out, and his body slowly fell to the ground.

Xiao Feng held the dragon pattern dagger in his hand, stepped onto the ring and looked around: "Who is not convinced by the new generation of Japan? Come up and fight."

"..." No one dared to speak, and no one dared to go up, because Xiao Feng had already shown his might before, and even the extremely powerful Jun Watanabe died at his hands. How could the others be the opponent?

Many older generation masters looked at Jing Moxian and then Xiao Feng, and shook their heads and sighed. Back then, Jing Moxian killed the entire country and did not dare to say anything. After many years, his grandson came to Japan again, and also killed the same people in his generation. This is fate or reincarnation.

"There is a saying in China that is called "The father of tiger has no dog and son, so that's true." Someone whispered, with helplessness on his face.

"Kneel, fight or die." Old Jing stared at Watanabeno. His patience was exhausted, and the Seven-Star Sword in his right hand slowly raised.

"I..." Watanabeno clenched his fists.

"Senior Watanabe, fight, fight..."

"kill……"

Such a voice came from the crowd, and the Japanese were also not lacking in blood.

Many older generations also think that if it were them, they would choose to fight, so how could they not even be able to survive three moves? Moreover, some things are more precious than life, such as dignity.

"Pu" Watanabeno made an action that no one expected. He shortened his body and knelt down in front of everyone.

"Wow..." There was a burst of anger, and everyone looked at Watanabeno and couldn't accept it. How could he kneel down and kneel down to a Chinese?

Qianli also looked incredible and shook her head slightly. Watanabeno's performance really disappointed her.

"I was wrong, please forgive me." Watanabeno let go of his clenched fist. He was afraid. He was indeed afraid of Jing Moxian, and he didn't even have the courage to do three moves.

Back then, in just two days, the nine strongest masters of the Watanabe family died under Jing Moxian's sword. He even saw his uncle who was like a god of war in his eyes, and he was unwilling to fall to the Sword of Judgment...

After so many years, Watanabeno has occasionally re-enacted this scene in his dreams. Every time, he will wake up from fear and sweat a lot.

It can be said that Jing Moxian and the Seven Star Sword are his shadow and nightmare in this life...

Although Watanabeno knew that his prestige would be wiped out by kneeling, when Xiao Feng slapped in public just now, he had no dignity, so he was not short of kneeling. The most important thing about human beings is to live.

Only when you are alive will you have a chance, right? Even if you are not Jing Moxian's opponent, you can find opportunities to deal with his grandson in the future. This is the deepest thought in Watanabeno's heart.

Xiao Feng looked at Watanabeno who was kneeling on the ground and showed a mocking smile: "You are really servile, and you are so greedy and afraid of death."

Wu Huan and others also laughed at each other and shook their heads. What Brother Feng said was true. The Japanese were just slaves. They were just stinging their teeth and claws, but now they were kneeling on the ground and begging for mercy. They were completely different from each other.

"Okay, I will do what I say and let you leave alive, get out." Old Jing said coldly.

Watanabeno breathed a sigh of relief, stood up slowly, without saying a word, turned around and walked down the ring.

Xiao Feng looked at Watanabeno's back and frowned slightly. Just as he was about to remind the old guy not to let the tiger go back to the mountain, he raised his hand and two cold lights flashed. Then, "puff" sounds, Watanabeno fell head-on from the arena.

Although the Watanabe family felt very shameful, they rushed forward and helped Watanabeno, who was bleeding from his head, and then looked at Mr. Jing angrily: "You said let him go."

"That's right, I just said that he would leave alive, and didn't say that he wouldn't ruin him." Old Jing said coldly: "It's good to save his life, get out."

The people of the Watanabe family dare not speak out, and the strongest Watanabe no one dares to fight with them. What qualifications and courage do they have?

Watanabeno woke up and then found that he could no longer control his body. Except for being able to open his eyes, he could not even move his fingers.

"Wuuuu..." Watanabeno tried hard to open his mouth, wanting to speak, but he couldn't even speak.

"Don't think I don't know what you think. In order for my grandson to have no trouble in the future, I can only solve your trouble." After saying that, Mr. Jing stopped looking at Watanabeno, but looked at others: "Who else bullied my grandson just now, stand up."

No one dared to stand up. They were all scared by Mr. Jing's terrifying methods. Who can beat him?

Many people feel sad. Is Japanese martial arts destined to fall into the hands of this grandfather and grandson?

"I'm bullying." Suddenly, a voice sounded and Qianli stood up.

She didn't want the dignity of Japanese martial arts to be trampled on. Even though Mr. Jing had trampled on the dignity of Japanese martial arts to be trampled on, she didn't want to see such a thing again.

"Why, are you not as good as a woman?" Jing Lao Leng shouted: "So many experts actually let a woman stand up."

"..." The Japanese masters didn't say anything. Anyway, they didn't name them and had no face. That would be a shame for everyone to be together. It would be better than going out to seek death.

"Jing Moxian, I said I bullied your grandson." Qianli took a step forward: "Now, you have enough power and it's time to deal with our affairs."

Old Jing glanced at Qianli and nodded: "Okay, I'll give you an explanation." After that, he walked towards her.

"Grandpa Jing..." Kaoru Aoi shouted worriedly.

"Don't worry, I won't hurt your master." Old Jing shook his head and came to Qianli.

Next to him, Xiao Feng was speechless. Why is this a bad person? He is from his grandson and Xun'er is from his apprentice, and he is from his last generation. What's the mess? It's exciting to think about it~

"Qianli, so many years have passed, we are all old." Old Jing looked at Qianli and sighed, "My hair is white, and your hair is white."

"What, I think I'm old." Qianli glared at me. Women are women. Even if they are old, some of their nature will not change.

"No." Mr. Jing smiled bitterly: "You have to accept the old age."

"I think you are not convinced by your old age. Wasn't you quite majestic just now?" Qianli said coldly.

"..." Xiao Feng was so distressed when he heard it beside him. What are the old guys and Qianli doing? In front of so many people, they are talking about love, but they are still preparing to rekindle their old love.

"Then what, Brother Feng, what's wrong with Grandpa Jing and this woman."

"How the hell do I know? Just look at it." Xiao Feng was not angry.

"Uh, then we're here to stand it. Look at these Japanese devils, they want to eat us."

"It's the effect that makes them angry, but they dare not do anything."

"Hey, too, with Grandpa Jing here, no one dares to touch us."

"Shut up and keep watching, this is the drama of the year."

On the ring, Mr. Jing looked at Qianli and sighed in his heart: "In a flash, the beauty has gray hair..."

"I haven't worked together until my hair is white, but my hair is still white." Qianli's eyes turned red, as if he had thought of something.

"well……"

"Jing Moxian, say, what kind of explanation do you want to give me? I have been to China several times, but I haven't found you..." Qianli wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes and said coldly.

"Give it." Old Jing raised his hand and handed out the Seven Star Sword: "You can kill me with it."

"Old guy, you're crazy." Xiao Feng was anxious when he heard this and quickly stepped forward.

"This is my relationship with her. I was really sorry for her back then. It should be a break. You back."

"Can……"

"Get back." Jing Lao Leng shouted.

"..." Xiao Feng had no choice. In fact, he was quite afraid of Mr. Jing. He stepped back slowly, but within a certain distance. He would also react if there was any action in Qianli.

"You think I dare not kill you." Qianli asked coldly.

Old Jing stepped forward, held Qianli's hand, put the Seven Star Sword in her hand, and then took a step back: "Come on."

"..." Qianli's hand holding the sword was trembling slightly, as if the sword had tens of thousands of pounds.

The scene was quiet, and everyone was staring at the sword in Qianli's hand. What would she do?

Although this scene was a bit bloody, the matter had already developed to such a bloody step. In the next step, she would kill people, but she still couldn't bear to take action.

"Brother Feng, what should I do?" Huo Tian asked in a low voice.

Xiao Feng's face was cold: "If the old guy has something to do, I will let the whole country sink. I, Xiao Feng, do what I say."

"Qianli, do it." Old Jing looked at Qianli, his voice calmly: "Aren't you going to break it? There is an opportunity in front of you."

"Okay." Qianli's voice trembled and he slowly raised the Seven Star Sword.

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Chapter completed!