To say that he came to the door is still a bit false, but for Saberya, this is also a rare provocation.
You must know that because of the preparation for the Kengan Juejue Knockout Tournament, his whereabouts have been very secretive. With the help of the Tokugawa Group, he has been honing himself in the countryside of Kyoto.
Only once in a while would I meet up with Kenichi Shirahama and go to Zhao Fuyu's Ye Zhonghuo to taste the delicious food and adjust my physical and mental state.
Even if other people knew about his habit, they would not come to provoke him at this time, because this means that not only the fighting world headed by Fan Ma Renya is looked down upon, but also the martial arts world's living fist Liang Shanbo, and Ye Zhonghuo's signature , were ignored.
When facing one force, they can weigh the consequences, but when facing three...even overlord-level existences, they would not provoke their opponents so randomly.
As for the average lone ranger, they would not want to provoke any of these three.
But this time Fan Ma Renya's rare rest time was actually interrupted again, which made him extremely dissatisfied.
"The blood descendants of Fan Ma..."
"Is that all there is to it?!"
Moving his wrist, feeling the force of the collision between the two sides when they first met, the visitor looked at Fan Ma Renya with an indifferent expression with a hint of provocation and contempt.
Obviously, he has a high reputation in the dark underground fighting world and is known as the most promising person to challenge Yujiro Fanma.
There is a sense of scrutiny.
"If only there was such purity."
"Then the qualification to challenge the strongest one...should come from me, a member of Erhu Ryu!"
A strong breath suddenly burst out, and terrifying pressure shot out from his tiger-like eyes, falling in front of Fan Ma Renya, as if a living tiger was rushing towards him.
It's just that this kind of virtual momentum is still too childish for Fan Majenya.
With a flick of his finger, it seemed to hit the void, and it seemed to hit the node of the tiger's virtual power.
In the blink of an eye, that terrifying mental deterrent disappeared into the air.
Just when the visitor was a little surprised, Fan Ma Renya also stretched his posture like a bow.
"Although I don't know what your origin is..."
"But I don't like your tone very much."
"so..."
Just when Fan Ma Renya was about to continue to say harsh words, a figure suddenly appeared in front of the two of them, abruptly interrupting the rising aura of both parties.
With a slightly stooped and wretched figure, he exuded an awe-inspiring temperament and terrifying pressure. Even among the two younger generations, who were considered top prodigies in the fighting world, they felt a hint of threat.
It is Ma Jianxing, one of Liangshanbo's masters of living boxing, an expert who is familiar with all kinds of boxing techniques in Zhongzhou!
"Banya, you came here to rest..."
"If there is anything that should be left to us to handle."
As one of Shirahama Kenichi's masters, his slightly complaining tone towards Saba Kensei being born a generation older is proof of the close relationship between the two parties.
In this case, it was naturally difficult for Fan Majenya to continue taking action.
He put away his stance and stood up straight, looking at the provocative opponent with a hint of murderous intent, and then said nothing more.
The murderous intention breaks out at the last moment, but it can be restrained extremely smoothly. It can be said that Fan Ma Renya's cultivation has made great progress in a short period of time.
Even Ma Jianxing couldn't help but feel palpitations. He turned to look at the unknown young strong man, and his eyes were surprised by the fine steel bones of this man.
You must know that to be able to create such a body, in addition to a simple martial arts inheritance, the owner must also have experienced countless hell-like hardships in the past.
The strength of each muscle represents the owner's iron will.
With such a body, it is no wonder that he has the confidence to challenge Fan Ma Renya, but of course it is not enough.
Both Ma Jianxing and Fan Ma Renya felt the pressure from the other side, which was energy that also belonged to the dragon-level realm.
"Erhuliu, I don't know why I feel a little familiar..."
"But you have to know who this place belongs to."
Ma Jianxing is always willing to give more opportunities to these young people with 'qualifications'.
"Get out of here quickly. It's normal for young people to want to be famous, but where to be famous is another matter."
"With your abilities and skills..."
"There will be plenty of opportunities for you."
Being able to sense the blood-evil energy gathering and lingering on the opponent's body, this young man with a small face already had his hands stained with blood.
However, there was no innocent person's grievances entangled in it. Ma Jianxing would not meddle in other people's business, but he no longer wanted to lure this young genius into Liangshanbo.
Unfortunately, the other party didn't seem to understand his kindness.
He looked at Fan Ma Renya with a cold gaze.
"Since this is the case, then... let's leave our matters to the Quan Yuan Jue Kou Knockout Tournament."
"It's just that whether the Fanma clan can defeat the Erhu clan still depends on me. Whether Ten Ghost Snake King Ma agrees or not!"
Nothing could be done, and the person who came was quick and quick, turned around and disappeared from the sight of Fan Ma Renya and Ma Jianxing, as if his appearance was just to let Fan Ma Renya know his name.
But the name 'Erhu Style', not to mention Fan Ma Renya, even Ma Jianxing didn't seem to have much impression.
However, the surname Shigui Snake reminded Ma Jianxing of something, and he sighed.
"Let's go to Chef Fuyu's place and invite Mr. Hayato to come over."
"If it's a matter in the Ten Ghost Snake District, it really has something to do with the Fanma clan..."
Fan Ma Renya, who was confused after hearing this, vaguely understood something at this time. Needless to say, it must have something to do with his damn father again.
...
"Ten Ghost Snake King Horse..."
"It's a name that is both familiar and unfamiliar to me."
Hayato of Fenglin Temple was sitting cross-legged on the ground, his golden hair and beard flowing naturally like sunlight on his chest, as if he had been nourished by golden luster, and had a vitality that was difficult for ordinary people to understand.
At this time, Zhao Fuyu was entertaining the diners who had made reservations in the front hall. He had no time to pay attention to these martial arts matters and just asked Busujima Saeko to accompany him.
In addition, the hundreds of ghosts passed on their conversations from time to time, and they also let him know a past event that developed secretly in this world, Dongying.
As to why such a powerful fighting school as the 'Er Tiger Style' has never gained a reputation.
However, within the Dark Killing Fist, there are many people who have practiced the techniques of this school, forming a group of forces within the Dark Killing Fist that is not similar to the school, but is vaguely better than the school.
In their eyes, it doesn't matter your identity, origin, or even your talent.
As long as you can master the fighting skills of the 'Er Tiger Style', then you will be one of them.
It will lift you up and temper you. Of course, if you cannot withstand that kind of tempering, you will naturally become part of the dust of history.
This is the true face of the extremely cruel Dark Killing Fist...
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