“It should come, it will always come.”
“Back then, Trumen almost unified the world’s martial arts.”
“At that time, Chu Yuan had not yet entered the realm of gods.”
“Now, Chu Yuan is in a desperate situation.”
“Having mastered the supreme power, naturally also wants to have the supreme power.”
The swordsman spoke calmly, and in his slow words, there was more of a powerlessness.
In fact, not only the Juggernaut, but Tang Hao and the King of Fighters also knew that from the moment when Ye Fan killed Chumen and forced Chu Yuan out, it heralded that this day would definitely come.
It’s just a matter of sooner or later.
“However, it’s still a bit fast.”
“It’s only been two years!”
“When Chu Tianfan united with the powerhouses of the Dragon Temple, didn’t almost all of Chumen be leveled?”
“I thought it would take at least ten years for Trumen to recover.”
Tang Hao frowned and clenched his palms tightly.
I just felt that Truman moved too fast.
They are not ready at all.
“If only Chu Tianfan would kill a few more titled masters in Chumen on Chumen Mountain back then!”
“That guy is number one on the list, and the Chu family’s patriarch is defeated by him. As long as he is willing, he can completely kill the title of Chumen.”
“Trumen wants to cultivate a few titled masters, and it is absolutely impossible to do it without a twenty or thirty years.”
The King of Fighters punched the table, but he was anxious and emotional.
Sometimes people are so sarcastic.
When Ye Fan was alive, the King of Fighters and the others dealt with him with all their might.
Now, Ye Fan has fallen, but they are complaining why Ye Fan didn’t kill a few enemies for them in the hot summer.
The King of Fighters’ words made Tang Hao feel a little ironic.
He raised his head and looked at Mo Gucheng: “Instead of complaining about this, don’t you think it would be better if Chu Tianfan was still alive?”
“Maybe, he will have broken the shackles and entered the realm of God.”
“My land in the hot summer is guarded by powerful people in the realm of the gods. How can they dare to covet our land of Shenzhou?”
Tang Hao said coldly.
The King of Fighters Mo Gucheng immediately frowned and stared at Tang Hao with displeased eyes: “Tang Hao, what do you mean by that?”
“Are you blaming me, or are you blaming the Sword Saint, or are you blaming our Yanxia Martial Arts?”
“Blame us for not being able to help us back then, and why we didn’t dare to risk extinction to protect that devil?”
“Don’t forget, it wasn’t my decision not to save him at the beginning, nor was it the decision of the Sword Saint, but the conclusion voted by all of us in Yanxia Martial Arts!”
The King of Fighters suddenly became angry, and the volume increased a lot.
After all, this matter is somewhat sensitive to the current Martial God Temple.
The decision back then was right or wrong, and so far the King of Fighters has not dared to draw any conclusions.
“I’m not blaming anyone anymore, I’m just stating a fact.”
“I just feel that if we had chosen another path back then, the situation at this time would undoubtedly be much better.”
Tang Hao replied coldly.
But the King of Fighters got even more angry when he heard it: “No, Tang Hao, don’t you think it’s funny to talk about this now?”
“Does this make sense?”
“And, according to what you said, you, like the God of War, think we were wrong back then? Most of our Yanxia martial arts choices were wrong back then?”
Seeing that the King of Fighters and Tang Hao were about to quarrel, the Juggernaut suddenly raised his voice and snorted: “Okay, don’t mention the past.”
“The merits and demerits will be judged by future generations.”
“Right now, what we have to do is what is in front of us.”
After the swordsman stopped the quarrel between the two, he immediately asked Xiang Tang Hao: “On the Japanese side, how are things going?”
“Would they be willing to fight Truman with us?”
“Trumen’s goal is not just our Yanxia martial arts.”