"Young Master Junyi, thank you all the hard work." The old man took two steps forward, met the mighty edges of his eyes, and the tall and handsome young man in black bowed to salute. There was respect, surprise in his eyes, and the expectations and love of the older generation for his younger generation. Due to his identity, the old man deeply hid all this.

"I dare not, Uncle Jimu will pick him up in person, thank you." The young man in black helped the old man up with both hands, with a gentle attitude, and his cold face softened for a moment.

The old man looked at the face of the young man in black for a while. Although the outline changed drastically, he could still see some of the boy's appearance. He took a step back, bowed slightly, and reached out to attract him. "Young Master Junyi, please."

The young man in black nodded and took the lead in getting on a Honda sedan that had already been waiting there. Then the big men in black standing in front of the car got on the bus one after another. A convoy slowly left the airport.

Seeing the convoy go away, many people at the airport took out their phones and called.

Soon, the news that the new generation of Japanese top masters, Kuroki Shun, arrived in Beijing, quickly spread in the martial arts world in Beijing. It quickly spread across the country through various channels. I believe that with his arrival, a new wave of martial arts will be set off across the country. Especially those in the martial arts world who know his purpose, are already ready to try and get ready.

If he can defeat him, it will not only increase his status in the world martial arts world, but also... whatever you like, gimmicks, names, etc. are all false.

Anyway, in a word, the Japanese should beat him up! Since he has overestimated himself and came to China to find a beat, of course he cannot be disappointed!

Racing on the highway, the old man in the car asked, "Master Junyi, I wonder where you plan to start?"

"Henan."

"Henan? Isn't it the capital?"

"Well, that's right, it's Henan. Henan is a hometown of martial arts, and there are many martial arts schools. It belongs to the Central Plains region in ancient China. Over the years, many famous masters have emerged. I believe that in Henan, we will definitely find opportunities to improve my personal martial arts. Although there are many hidden masters in the capital, it is not a suitable place for competition. There are too many rules here. Neither I nor my opponent can fully utilize what I have learned. To fight, you have to go out of the conservative capital and fight all directions like those famous generals in Chinese history, and fight in the vast Central Plains!"

The old man glanced at Kuroki Toshiichi. Feeling the sharp aura faintly emitted by his body and the waves of high fighting spirit after wave, he wanted to speak but stopped.

"Uncle Jimu seems to have something to say, right?"

"Yes, Junyi Master. I think there are some things I must remind you before challenging you."

"But it's okay to say it. Uncle Jimu please tell me."

The old man thought for a moment and said, "I was appointed by the old sect leader and stayed in China for ten years. I know this country very well. The war back then caused heavy disasters to the people of this country. For us Japanese, many people in this country still have a hatred attitude. So, I hope that when you challenge, you should be able to...

"Can you keep your hands?"

"Yes. I don't want this kind of formal challenge to warriors to eventually evolve into an inducement of ethnic/conflict between Japan and China. It will then cause unnecessary riots and bring you personal danger. Of course, this is not my Jimu Jiazuo asking you, but just a suggestion. As for how to properly grasp this measure, I think you know what Junyi Master."

The young man in black moved his lower body lightly, changed his sitting position, and looked out the car window with distant eyes.

"Uncle Jimu. You are my senior, one of the elders of the Mizuki Beichen Sect. Wude is a good man. There is a saying that should not be asked at first, but today I have to ask. Maybe it is a bit presumptuous, but please don't mind Uncle Jimu."

"I dare not, Young Master Junyi is a real martial arts genius. I believe you must have your own unique insights. Your words will benefit Uncle Jimu a lot, please say."

"Okay, offensive. Do you know what a real warrior is?"

"A real warrior?" The old man frowned, not understanding the meaning of this sentence thoroughly.

"There is no distinction between national boundaries and no difference between life and death in their eyes. Such people are born for martial arts and live for martial arts. Except for martial arts, everything else has no meaning in their eyes. These people live very simply. They will not allow dirty political factors to participate in their lives."

"My grandfather, Mr. Kuromu Dekumasaki, the leader of the previous generation of the Fujihi Beichen Sect, is such a warrior. That was why he firmly opposed his disciples participating in the war against China, and offended the Japanese ruling faction and military. This also led to the remaining difficult remnants of the world, and was greatly affected by joint efforts by political and military circles."

"Although the situation is difficult, my grandfather does not regret it. If time comes again, he will still make such a decision. He once told me that when people live, they must be persistent and pursued. They must stick to their own ways and pursue their ideals. Even if they die in the process, they will close their eyes and will not regret it. Otherwise, what is the difference between them and the puppet who has lost their true hearts?"

"I believe that in China, in this country with vast land and vast land, there are many people who can truly uphold martial arts. They will be like me, my grandfather, Mr. Kuromu Dekucho. Even if they die in a battle, they will die as much as possible. We will not mind how others talk about it, nor do we mind anyone's opinions. Whether it is misunderstanding or understanding, we all say. Because we will stick to our own way. The way of martial arts is supreme."

"And, I, Toshiichi Kuroki, will live for martial arts throughout my life, and to improve the status of the Mizuki Beichen Sect in the World Martial Arts Forest."

"The most important thing is, Uncle Yoshimu. Keep your hands in the battle. Don't you think it's disrespectful and insulting your opponent? If I really do this, I will really anger the Chinese martial arts world. The respect of warriors is serious about life and death. Instead of living in humiliation, it's better to die happily in the martial arts competition. From the first day of practicing martial arts, I have had this awareness. I believe that the future opponents will definitely be like this. Otherwise, they are not qualified to fight me, Kuroki Shun!"

"Young Master Junyi, but?"

"No, no! Don't worry, Uncle Jimu. You are also a real warrior. I hope that you will not blind the heart of your real warrior by the false and meaningless things in front of you."

The old man shook his head slightly and sighed, "Okay. Master Junyi, you convinced me. The departure time will be the day after tomorrow. Tonight I will hold a grand reception in the name of Beichen Co., Ltd., and you need to come forward and announce this news to the martial arts world in the capital in person."

"Okay, Uncle Jimu, please let me know everything."

...

"Three, take a record and you can leave." The middle-aged policeman went into the house and said hello and turned around and left. The door was open and there was no one around. That meant that the three of them should get out of here and don't continue to be annoyed here. With five senses that are beyond ordinary people, they even heard the low voices in the next room with sharp ears.

It was already six o'clock in the evening and I had already gotten off work. There were not many policemen on duty at the police station. The duty room was next to the room where Tang Ning and the others were.

Jiang Tao stretched and stood up from the chair. Seeing that Tang Ning and Zhou Yu were still sitting there without moving.

"I said you two have not stayed here enough, right? If you don't leave, I will leave by myself. I will starve to death."

Tang Ning and Zhou Yu looked at each other, their eyes were very strange. They nodded while having a tacit understanding. Tang Ning crossed his left leg and pressed his right leg on the knee, put his arm on the back of the chair, twisted his body, looked up at Jiang Tao with his face, and suddenly grinned, saying, "Boy Jiang, do you think if we had just left and came in again, would these police officers and gentlemen in the station go crazy?"

"Yes, yes, I'm very curious too!" Zhou Yu also touched his chin, walked slowly to the window, and looked down at the gate. "Maybe someone is blocking the gate right now! Unless we don't walk through the main gate, sneak out."

"My surname is Zhou, what do you mean? What did you see?" Jiang Tao also walked to the window a few steps and looked over Zhou Yu's gaze, but he saw nothing. It was still very bright at six o'clock, almost the same as during the day. There was a high visibility. If there were people at the gate, there was no reason not to see it.

When he was afraid of his shoulder, Zhou Yu smiled, "Boy Jiang, do you think we should go through the main entrance or sneak out? Give me an idea, we will all listen to you."

"I have no objection."

"Shit! You two are so crazy! Are you talking about something messy?" Jiang Tao no longer paid attention to them and started to go out. "You guys stay here. I'll leave by myself."

"Hey, hey, don't worry, wait a moment, let's go together."

"Have you left the main door? Okay, let's follow."

The police station went out of the building gate and just stepped down the steps. It was still a distance from the gate. Standing in front of the big troop parked in the yard, Zhou Yu whispered to Tang Ning beside him: "Do you think those people can come so quickly?"

"What do you think?" Tang Ning gave Zhou Yu a blank look and said, "Your brain is not stupider than me. You are even smarter than me in many aspects. There is no reason why you can imagine what I can think of."

"This is..."

"Get out, you boy is not humble at all."

"Haha, talk about serious business. If the owner of the car we smashed off, if he wanted to take revenge, we would not be able to find out for so long that we have been staying there. So, I think the biggest possibility is that someone is already waiting at the door..."

"So you are worried about Boy Jiang's temper. You are afraid that he will fight with someone here, right?"
Chapter completed!