In the Chinese martial arts world, since Watanabe Kunimitsu came to China ten years ago to challenge the masters of all parties, there have been no shocking events for a long time.

But in just one afternoon, a piece of news, like wings, spread rapidly, circulating in all parts of China.

This news, like a bombshell falling into the smooth water surface like a mirror, instantly set off an uproar.

"What? The old sect master of the Ghost Puppet Sect, Yang Xuantong, is going out of the mountain?"

"Yang Xuantong has been living in seclusion for 30 years, what is it that deserves him to go out of the mountain?"

"It is said that Yang Xuantong went out of the mountain to make an appointment with a person, it seems that he is called Chu Qingyu, and he is a martial artist who has just debuted in Changnan City!"

"Chu Qingyu, I've never heard of this person, is he a new master in the martial arts world?"

"I heard that this Chu Qingyu is only a young man who is only seventeen or eighteen years old, but he killed three of the four elders of the Ghost Puppet Sect Zhou, Wu and Zheng Wang and the young sect master of the Shadow Puppet Sect, so Yang Xuantong will come out of the mountain and make an appointment with him!"

"A seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy can kill so many masters of the Ghost Puppet Sect, is it still worth Yang Xuantong's appointment?

"The news is true, and it was personally passed on by Elder Zheng, the only surviving Elder of the Ghost Puppet Sect. It is said that although Chu Qingyu is only seventeen or eighteen years old, his cultivation has already entered the supreme realm, and he is far from comparable to the ordinary supreme level. ”

"Oh my God, a seventeen or eighteen-year-old supreme-level master is known as the first day talent in the Huaxia martial arts world, and Long Jianfei, who has entered the supreme level at the age of thirty-five, is also very inferior!"

"Yes, Young Supreme, this is unique in the thousands of years of history in the Chinese martial arts world!"

This kind of dialogue is going on all over China, and the appearance of the name Chu Qingyu has shocked all parties, and many geniuses have even changed their complexions when they hear it, and they feel incredible.

In just one afternoon, seven or eight out of ten martial artists in the Huaxia martial arts world already knew that Huaxia had produced a young supreme who was only seventeen or eighteen years old.

All of a sudden, the martial arts world was surging.

"Master!"

In the capital, in the office of a military region, Liu Rushuang was standing solemnly, with a straight posture and a respectful face.

At the desk in front of her, a middle-aged man sat on a wooden chair, looking at the papers in his hand.

He has an elder face, a resolute face, exuding the unique temperament of an iron-blooded soldier, and a pair of dark eyes flashing sharply from time to time, like an eagle and a falcon, and his momentum is wide.

From time to time, a few soldiers in military uniforms pass by the door, and they will unconsciously salute this side, obviously with great respect for the people inside.

This middle-aged man with a Chinese character face is a well-deserved legend in China.

Victory in the army, dragon sword flying.

"Rushuang, back?"

After more than ten seconds, Long Jianfei put down the document in his hand and looked at Liu Rushuang, his eyes revealing a rare kindness.

"Master, the disciple is not good at learning, and he has failed your painstaking cultivation!"

Liu Rushuang's eyes trembled slightly, and she bowed down and knelt on one knee.

"Get up first!"

Long Jianfei's expression did not change at all, there was no sadness or joy.

Liu Rushuang stood up and listened to Long Jianfei continue: "Listen to your tone, this time I fought with Tzuka Soichiro, was it defeated?"

Liu Rushuang nodded shamefully.

Long Jianfei's voice was soft, and he smiled: "Rushuang, don't mind, I expected your defeat this time!"

"What?"

Liu Rushuang couldn't believe it, Long Jianfei actually knew from the beginning that she would lose?

Long Jianfei turned his head to look out the window, and said leisurely: "Ten years ago, I fought with Watanabe Kunimitsu, although I claimed to have defeated him within a hundred moves, but only the two of us knew in our hearts that I was just narrowly defeating one move in that battle." ”

"Because of this defeat, Watanabe Kunimitsu made a vow not to enter China for ten years, and agreed with me that one person would teach a disciple to fight again after ten years!"

"In the past ten years, he must have been dedicated to teaching apprentices, without distractions, just to win!"

"And in the past ten years, although I have handed over to you what I have learned and created in my life, because of the state affairs and military, the guidance to you can be described as pitiful, and it is not surprising that you lost to Tezuka Soichiro!"

"Forget it, it's still my responsibility, you don't have to have any psychological burden!"

Liu Rushuang froze in place, a little at a loss.

Long Jianfei took a sip of the dragon well on the table, and then his tone was slightly condensed, with a bit of anticipation.

"After this battle, within a month, Watanabe Kunimitsu will definitely come to China again!"

Liu Rushuang's heart shook and surged, this sword saint who once crisscrossed Japan and set off huge waves in the Chinese martial arts world is actually making a comeback again?

"Watanabe Kunimitsu is here to fight me again, but before that, he will definitely challenge today's supreme masters first, develop sharpness, and finally fight me!"

"It seems that the Huaxia martial arts world is about to start to be turbulent!"

Long Jianfei spoke with emotion, but he couldn't hear the slightest fear from him, but he was full of fighting spirit and his eyes were blazing.

Liu Rushuang's palms trembled slightly, ten years ago, she was not able to witness the peak duel between these two peerless masters, this time, she should have a glimpse of its shocking style.

After chatting for a while, Liu Rushuang was about to leave, she was grateful to Chu Yunfei for saving her life, and did not inform Long Jianfei about Chu Yunfei.

When she was about to leave, Long Jianfei's office phone suddenly remembered, Long Jianfei grabbed the phone, just listened to a few words, and suddenly his eyes froze, and his face changed.

She was surprised in her heart, since worshipping Long Jianfei as a teacher, Long Jianfei has always been calm, the sky is not shocked, she has never seen this man who dominates the world have such an expression.

Long Jianfei hung up the phone, and Liu Rushuang said strangely: "Master, what's wrong?"

Long Jianfei groaned for a few seconds, then suddenly grinned.

"Interesting, really interesting!"

Liu Rushuang didn't know why, so she only heard Long Jianfei continue: "Fang Cai, a few friends in the martial arts world called me to tell me that Yang Xuantong is out of the mountain!"

"Yang Xuantong out of the mountain?"

Liu Rushuang's pupils shrank, and she immediately thought of Chu Yunfei's killing of the four masters of the Ghost Puppet Sect.

"That's right, Yang Xuantong not only went out of the mountain, but also asked an elder in the Shadow Puppet Sect to release the news that half a month later, he will make an appointment with Yandang Mountain in Changnan City to fight a new martial arts master!"

"This martial arts master is called 'Chu Qingyu'!"

Liu Rushuang's complexion changed sharply, although she didn't know that Chu Yunfei had the name Chu Qingyu, but she could conclude that this Chu Qingyu was Chu Yunfei.

"The Huaxia martial arts world has been silent for ten years, and it seems that this time, it is going to boil to the end!"

Long Jianfei's eyes were shining, as a martial arts master, he was also surging at the moment.

Liu Rushuang left in despair, recalling Chu Yunfei's peerless words at that time, and she was in a trance.

"Is this battle really coming?"

Chu Yunfei, who was the protagonist of the incident, had no idea that he was standing at the door of a brand-name clothing store at this moment, with a strange expression on his face.