"Seven days later, on the top of the Forbidden City, right?"
"Shinto flow?"
Ye Hao glanced at the other party, and after lingering on the other party's rather delicate face for a moment, he said lightly: "You are one of the talents in the Shendao Liu kicking team this time, right?"
"You have good eyesight, no wonder your tone is so loud."
The island woman snorted.
"I am Mizuki Fujiwara, one of the three chiefs of the Shinto style."
"Half of the twenty-four so-called geniuses in your Great Xia Martial League were slapped away by me."
"I was planning to fly a few more fans, but I didn't expect you to spoil my good deed with a piece of paper!"
Ye Hao said lightly: "So that's it. If you feel uncomfortable, you can continue to challenge. I won't stop you."
"Anyway, no matter whether those bastards win or lose, they won't affect the outcome of our battle in the Forbidden City."
"And the more tragic and desolate the previous plot is, the more refreshing it will be when I slap you all away with my last slap."
Speaking of this, Ye Hao revealed a look of deep thought.
"Could it be that your Shinto practitioners traveled thousands of miles to do good deeds?"
"Help me settle the well-known conflicts within the Great Xia Martial League?"
"you!"
Hearing Ye Hao's ridicule, Fujiwara Mizuki almost vomited blood with anger, her towering reasoning fluctuated up and down, and finally calmed down.
"Since my debut, Mizuki Fujiwara, this is the first time I have met such an arrogant person!"
"My aunt told you that my aunt is very angry and the consequences will be serious!"
"I know that you have defeated the Shindang-style Tenkazu Shiro, the dark-style Shinnosuke Miyata and other great masters!"
"Our Shinto School also conducted a precise analysis on you, and finally we deduced that you should be the youngest God of War in Daxia!"
"But, my aunt might as well tell you!"
"This time, there are three gods of war in our Shinto school kicking group, not including our young master, Tokugawa Shingen!"
"Do you think you have the ability to play one against four?"
Hearing Mizuki Fujiwara's words, Ye Hao narrowed his eyes slightly.
It can only be said that the Shinto style of the island country is beyond imagination!
To be able to cultivate four gods of war among the younger generation?
It can only be said that the background is amazing and surprising.
"By the way, in fact, I can become a generation of God of War. It seems that you, Representative Ye, have a lot of credit."
Fujiwara Mizuki seemed to have remembered something, and was about to kill her at this time.
"Originally, for us young people, no matter how amazing our talents are and how many resources we have, if we want to become a generation of God of War, it will take decades to polish." JrNovels.com