V2.Chapter 1133 (1/2)
”Sino Japanese martial arts competition? He he overestimates his own position. I can't represent Chinese martial arts. It's just my personal grudge with Kendo hall! ”
”As for someone who wants to go to the top, let the result explain everything!”
Wang Fan said very strongly.
He is not afraid whether he will offend the media reporters in front of him. In his opinion, if the media, which is not profitable and can't get up early, is so biased towards the r people, then there is something else in the middle. The more he says, the easier it is to be targeted by the media who have received money!
Wang Fan directly pushed away, surrounded by the media reporters, a face of indifference toward the Kendo Museum.
He was very angry in his heart. All the people who asked questions around him just now were Chinese. However, their questions were very tricky. They were always related to the national righteousness and the shame of the sick man of East Asia.
Is this a native of pure blood?
Wang Fanqiang held back his anger. If he could hit people with his hands, he would like to catch the ”traitors” in the question and beat them hard.
Wang Fan and Liu pangzi walk all the way down the corridor to the training ground. They see that the broad training ground is now surrounded by people, including r-old people wearing the sun flag dress.
”Chiba Jun, this battle may win but not lose. As long as you win, I will go back to China and ask for credit. You have a great chance to be promoted and endure!”
”Your master, Katsutaro ITO, is also Shangren. You know his contribution to the martial arts of r country. It's almost impossible for you to be promoted to Shangren in peaceful times. This time, you have to seize the opportunity to trample on Huaxia martial arts in the contest!”
With a serious face, the old man of R said to Chiba, the master and the subordinate of Kendo hall, and patted Chiba on the shoulder.
”Hey, don't worry, my Lord. I'll try my best to win the contest. I've investigated that Wang fan is a young man. Even those old martial arts masters, I have information, not to mention his fake skills?”
”I'm just worried that this Chinese man will be killed by mistake, which is not in line with the original intention of the competition and will spread the influence on the Kendo spirit of r country.”
Chiba, the second male, bowed his head and assured the old man in front of him that he would not forget to slander the Chinese martial arts, but also worried that he would be killed by mistake.
”It's all right, the sword has no eyes. If you keep your strength, you will not respect the other side and even insult the spirit of martial arts. Just remind them before the war. If the other side doesn't know how to live or die, you will win with thunder! We Ninja organization, some time ago repeatedly frustrated, now in urgent need of a big win
The old man's face was cold and expressionless. He told the second man Chiba.
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Although they were whispering, there was no cover up. Their conversation naturally spread word by word to Wang Fan's ears. Wang Fan's body, with the help of Park Yanwu, has already surpassed ordinary people ten times in terms of various functional indexes. This kind of low voice is like the effect of a trumpet in his ears.
”Hum!”
Wang Fan clenched his teeth, and his eyes gradually gathered a stream of murderous Qi.
”Brother fan, brother fan!”
”Fortunately, I came in time and no one answered your phone call. I thought the fight between you and the r people started!”
Wang Fan turns around and sees Wang Yue talking to him breathlessly.
”What are you doing here? I'm more private than your security bureau? ”
Wang Fan frowned and asked Wang Yue in doubt.
In the heart secretly sigh, this security bureau is really overbearing, this kind of private competition unexpectedly also wants to intervene.