The deep voice resembled the echo of muffled thunder, shaking people’s cochlea roar.
When everyone saw this, they were naturally more puzzled and looked at Wang Jiexi, “Ms. Wang, this is?”
“Haha~”
“Don’t worry, everyone, I will introduce to you.”
“This is my nephew Qin Fei.”
“Like Li Erye’s younger sister, my nephew has liked martial arts fighting since childhood.”
“Later, my nephew, Qin Fei, was fortunate to be appreciated by He Chen, the head of the Jinling He family, and accepted as a disciple. At the age of fifteen, he went to Jinling to learn from the old He Chen.”
“This trip is nearly twenty years.”
“Now that Jiangdong is in danger, I specially call him back.”
“It’s also good to do something for us Jiangdong.” Wang Jiexi smiled slowly.
The others hadn’t spoken yet, but Lei San was the first to be surprised.
“He Chen?”
“Could it be that He Chen in your mouth is the tenth-ranked Budo Sect Master, Jinling He Family Patriarch, Mr. He Chen?”
The master is like a dragon.
In any country, the master of martial arts must be rare.
Just like the Great China, with 1.3 billion people, there are only ten martial arts masters recognized by the world.
And the master list is naturally a list that records the ranking of these masters.
Of course, the grandmaster list represents not only strengths and weaknesses, but also supreme glory and status.
Every person on the Grand Master’s list is respected by the world, and countless dignitaries are infatuated.
Anyone who is a martial artist is undoubtedly well-known to the masters on the list.
And He Chen was one of them.
Lei Lao San was born in a martial arts family. Although the martial arts gene has been almost cut off and declined to his generation, Lei Lao San has been paying attention to the martial arts world, and of course he has heard of the name He Chen.
“It’s the teacher.”
Facing Lei Lao San’s tremor, Qin Fei chuckled, but replied proudly.
Hearing this, Lei San was overjoyed.
“Haha~”
“Pharaoh, you can do it.”
“Hid it deep enough!”
“Unexpectedly, your old Wang family still hides such a real dragon?”
“Famous teachers must have high disciples.”
“With Qin Fei here, even if Mr. Chu’s day is not there, our Jiangdong is also expected to win!”
Old third Lei laughed.
Li Er suddenly relaxed a lot.
They were also worried before, if Mr. Chu did not come after ten days, what would they do in Jiangdong?
But now, it seems to be saved.
Only Chen Aoning remained silent.
He looked at Qin Fei, and then asked in a deep voice: “Mr. Qin, how much do you know about Wangyuehe, the national sword god of this day?”
Qin Fei shook his head: “I don’t understand.”
what?
Qin Fei’s words made Li Er’s eyes twitch, and Lei Lao San’s smile stopped abruptly.
As the saying goes, know yourself and your opponent, and you can survive a hundred battles!
But the guy in front of him, his eyes were blackened, and he came without knowing anything.
This really seems to be unreliable.
However, Qin Fei’s next words let the stone hanging in everyone’s heart, let go.
“Although I don’t know Mochizuki River.”
“But I know that when the god of war Ye Qingtian defeated Wangyuehe, the boxing technique used was inherited from the He family, He Wangquan!”
“My teacher once said that there are all kinds of martial arts in the world, only He Wangquan can overcome the Qingmu Jianjue of Wangyuehe!”
“So, for me, defeating Mochizuki River is like defeating a dog!”
Categories