Chapter 392 - Fruit of Embryonic Essence (1/2)

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

Chen Fan had become the only Immortal Level Overlord acknowledged by the public. Even a Grandmaster had to obey and respect him.

However, not a lot of people could understand what Yang Qinhu had said in the end.

For most people, including Qi Dongsheng, the Heaven roll was a remote concept. In the last ten days, Qi Dongsheng witnessed the chaos in the j.a.panese Martial arts world stirred up by Chen Beixuan. In the end, Chen Beixuan was able to bring the entire Martial arts community to heel. By now, the mere mention of Chen Beixuan’s name would terrify any Kendo Grandmaster.

“Lord Yang, does he have a t.i.tle that is more prestigious than being the number one on the Heaven roll?”

Din Fuhai touted in disbelief.

Din Fuhai had been convinced that being number one on the Heaven roll should be the limit of one’s power. The person in that position could bring down even grandmasters. Din Fuhai knew better than to mess with such a mighty figure. However, Din Fuhai was still curious as to why Yang Qinhu was as afraid of Chen Beixuan as he was. Yang Qinhu was a Grandmaster on the Heaven roll as well, so in theory, Yang Qinhu and Chen Beixuan’s strength should be somewhat comparable.

“Humph, the combined might of all Grandmasters on Heaven Roll are a far cry from that of Senior Master Chen.” Yang Qinhu let out a cold smile as he scanned the people around him. Seeing the confused looks on their faces, he decided to shed more light on Chen Fan.

“Fatty Din, what is the hottest news right now?”

“Urh… I have been busy chasing after Old Qi and had no time for news.” Din Fuhai scratched his head and said in embarra.s.sment.

He never paid attention to world affairs. If not because he needed to learn more about his ally, Yang Qinhu, he wouldn’t have even heard of Heaven roll.

The other tyc.o.o.ns looked at each other in confusion.

These tyc.o.o.ns were far below the level of social status required to learn about the hidden truth in the world. The j.a.panese government had spared no expense in hiding what had happened. Therefore, only those leaders of the dark world or major nations had learned of Chen Fan’s battle against the j.a.panese Government.

“Are you talking about what had happened to Tokyo Tower?” Qi Dongsheng furrowed his brows and asked.

“Ah right, I remember it now. Didn’t the tower collapse? There are all kinds of rumors about it now. Some say it was because of an alien invasion and some blamed the tower’s construction quality.” Din Fuhai slapped his head lightly as if he just had a moment of epiphany.

That news was broadcasted all over the world and was on most newspapers headlines.

Touted as the tallest structure in j.a.pan, The Tokyo Tower was a famous tourist attraction in j.a.pan. It was often the first stop for most Chinese tourists. However, the current condition of the Tokyo Tower would have shocked anyone who laid their eyes upon it. It stood half of its original length, broken beams jarringly jutted out from the top.

“Humph. Alien my a.s.s. I was there and saw it with my own eyes. It was a duel between Master Chen and the j.a.panese Sword Sage, Takemiya Hiro. Their fight had caused damage to the Tokyo Tower, not aliens.” Qi Dongsheng put in.

“What?”

The listeners were shocked.

The Tokyo Tower was in ruins because of a fight between Chen Fan and the j.a.panese sword sage?

Kon Jen’yu covered her mouth to stifle a cry. The Yu siblings gaped at each other stupidly, the shock had made the young man forget about his wound. The revelation also dumbfounded all the other tyc.o.o.ns in the room who hoped that what they heard was fiction and they could simply disregard it. But they couldn’t.

“It… It’s impossible!” Din Fuhai stammered disbelief and shock was written all over his face. “Lord Yang, is he telling the truth?”

“Yes.” Yang Qinhu confirmed.

“Senior Master Chen’s battle against Takemiya Hiro was touted as the most momentous fight in fifty years. It was not only a personal duel but also a showdown between two Martial Arts Communities. Takemiya Hiro was j.a.pan’s last Sword Sage, a t.i.tle decreed by the Emperor himself. Even a mighty figure such as Takemiya Hiro was killed by Chen Fan with ease. Worse, the symbol of j.a.pan, the Tokyo Tower, had also become collateral damage.”

Everyone listened on with strong emotions roiling inside of them.

It was a fight between the most powerful Grandmaster in Chinese and the Sword Sage of j.a.pan. The stakes were high since national pride was also at stake. The fight had been highly antic.i.p.ated by everyone from both countries, and many martial artists had traveled to j.a.pan to watch the battle in person.

“No wonder he called Chen Fan a legend. He had brought the entire j.a.panese Martial arts community to its knees.” Many people nodded as they were impressed by Chen Fan’s prowess.

Kon Jen’yu’s mind raced as she realized that the boy who she considered ordinary turned out to be a powerful and legendary man.

Cold Sweat streaked Din Fuhai’s face as realization set in. Chen Fan had turned a steel behemoth into a pile of sc.r.a.p metal, what kind of damage could he do to Din Fuhai?

“Senior Master Chen’s power is far more than that. He is now recognized as an Immortal state warrior, you simply couldn’t comprehend how powerful that is.” Yang Qinhu shook his head and said: “Just to give you one example: Master Chen killed the family lord of the Mitsui Family, Mitsui Kazuo before he left j.a.pan. Fatty Din, do you think your influence is on par with Mitsui Kazuo?”

Yang Qinhu gave Din Fuhai a grin.

His words sent a chill down Din Fuhai’s back and many other tyc.o.o.ns gasped.