The words are sonorous, and the words are like gold stones, and they keep ringing in the whole hall.
Facing the King of Fighters’ anger, Fang Shaohong and Lu Tianhe, the two chief instructors of the Megatron Armed Forces, did not even dare to put aside one of them.
In the end, the two of them lowered their heads, sighed, and left with a sense of loss.
“Hey~”
“It seems that I can only look at Mr. Chu, his own good fortune.”
On the way back, Lu Tianhe was full of sadness, and Fang Shaohong also sighed quietly.
Originally, they planned to ask Ye Fan to take their place, and they even imagined that a “God of War” would emerge from their Yanjing Military Region in a few decades.
But who could have imagined that such an abnormal change would happen now.
In their opinion, Ye Fan was afraid that this disaster would be difficult to pass.
If this battle goes away, with Ye Fan’s strength, it is estimated that he will become a dead soul under the sword of Mochizuki River!
And if he doesn’t go, Ye Fan will be ruined and completely reduced to a laughing stock, and the entire China will have no place for him.
Before coming, Lu Tianhe and Fang Shaohong had hoped that the Wushen Temple would interfere, but now it seems that they were wishful thinking after all.
The people in the Wushen Temple are all the most powerful in China, with high authority and majesty.
And Ye Fan, in the eyes of these people, was nothing but an unknown junior, no different from ants.
They would naturally not care about Ye Fan’s life and death, so how could they condescend to help?
In this way, in the sound of a faint sigh, Lu Tianhe and the two drove again, rushing to Jiangdong, to the place where Wangyuehe and Ye Fan met.
But after the two of Lu Tianhe left, there were two people talking in the Martial God Temple.
One of them, wearing a gray robe, was sitting on the sofa and drinking tea leisurely.
This person is surprisingly the man previously called the King of Fighters by Lu Tianhe.
The one sitting opposite him, with a slightly glamorous appearance, dressed in a blue shirt, was bowing his head, carefully wiping the sword in his hand, and asked faintly: “Just now, was someone looking for you?”
The King of Fighters nodded: “Well, from the Yanjing Military District.”
“I want to ask us to come forward to save an unknown junior.”
“It’s a joke. You really think of us as firefighters. Who should let us rescue?”
“What’s more interesting is that they also said that this person is very likely to be the second God of War in our Chinese martial arts.”
“Really?” The man in the green shirt shook his head and smiled, “Then how did you reply?”
“How else can I get back? I said that when the God of War could defeat the Mochizuki River, if he was the God of War, he would naturally be defeated, and then let them go.” The King of Fighters took a sip of his tea and said slowly.
“What do you think, this junior is really likely to lose Mochizuki River?” The man in the green shirt asked again.
“How is it possible?” The King of Fighters sneered, “I took a look at the young man’s details. If I face the Wangyue River, I will die!”
“This Mochizuki River is also a strong man of our time. It has been famous in East Asia for 30 years.”
“Then a young man, but a nameless junior, is it possible that he can really go against the sky?”
The King of Fighters shook his head and said, with a slight contempt in the words.
It’s normal, Ye Fan’s age is right there.
A young person in his early twenties, normal people would not take it too seriously.
After hearing this, the man in the green shirt smiled and nodded, and then asked: “By the way, what’s the name of this boy?”
“The last name is Ye, the first name is Fan. It is known as Mr. Chu!” The King of Fighters replied in a deep voice.
“Ye Fan?” The Qingsha man repeated it, smiling lightly.
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