This is not the most important thing. The most important thing is that, according to Long Yun, even when Country R invaded China, Shenle Palace only sent a small number of practitioners to participate in the war. At other times, they rarely showed up. Now, a strong man at the fourth level of fetal breathing appeared in China. This is really unexpected!
The Kagura Palace has always been very mysterious and rarely appears in the eyes of the world. Even the practitioners in Country R are not particularly clear about the Kagura Palace.
“I’m not here to recruit disciples, but Li Fan and I have some affinity, and I don’t want him to be forced into being a disciple.” Yang Qi said calmly. He did have the plan to recruit disciples before, but later on, he gave up on this idea.
"So, you are determined to go against my Southern Xinjiang Holy Land?" The middle-aged man's face darkened.
Although the death of Jiu Qian Sui was a good thing for him, he could not accept the fact that Yang Qi wanted to interfere with his recruitment of disciples.
“Southern Xinjiang Holy Land? You cannot represent the Southern Xinjiang Holy Land yet.” Yang Qi said lightly. The Holy Envoy is in charge of the secular world, and he is more concerned with understanding the changes in the secular world. Although he has the task of searching for geniuses with outstanding talents for the Holy Land, in fact, the resources of the Holy Land are limited. Unless one has a particularly strong talent, it is impossible for him to join the Holy Land.
"Hmph~ In that case, there's no point in saying more. I can only ask for your advice." The middle-aged man smiled coldly, but he became alert in his heart.
Although he disliked Jiu Qian Sui, he was very clear about Jiu Qian Sui's strength, which was definitely not inferior to his. Jiu Qian Sui died in the secular world. It was definitely not Long Yun who did it. After all, with Long Yun's cultivation, it was too easy to kill Jiu Qian Sui. The most likely ones were Yang Qi and Tai Xuan Men. To be able to kill Jiu Qian Sui, even if the two of them joined forces, Yang Qi's strength should not be underestimated.
Buzz~
As soon as the middle-aged man finished speaking, a powerful aura erupted with him as the center.
“This…” Feeling the aura of the middle-aged man, Lao Pang’s face suddenly turned pale. Under the terrifying aura of the middle-aged man, he couldn’t even muster the thought of resisting.
The gap between the two is like the difference between heaven and earth.
"Are Hua Jin warriors so terrifying?" Lao Pang has heard many rumors about Hua Jin warriors, but in those rumors, Hua Jin warriors don't seem to be so powerful. Could it be that those rumors are wrong
Old Pang had no idea that the middle-aged man in front of him was not a martial artist at the Hua Jin level, but a martial artist at the Tai Xi level who had surpassed the Hua Jin level. With the middle-aged man's strength, a martial artist at the Hua Jin level could be killed with ease.
Whoosh~
The next moment, the middle-aged man stepped on the ground, and his figure flashed as fast as lightning, and he appeared in front of Yang Qi in an instant.
"Senior, be careful."
Seeing this scene, Lao Pang's face suddenly changed. He couldn't keep up with the speed of the middle-aged man. When the middle-aged man defeated him, he could at least see the other party's figure, but now, he couldn't see the figure of the middle-aged man clearly. Obviously, when the middle-aged man attacked him, he didn't go all out!
"You are no match for me." Looking at the incoming punch, Yang Qi smiled coldly, and slapped out with his backhand, which landed directly on the middle-aged man's fist.
"Bang~"
A muffled sound was heard, and the lawn within a radius of ten meters with the man as the center was razed to the ground in an instant. The middle-aged man was also directly knocked back by Yang Qi's palm.
"How is that possible?"
Seeing this scene, the faces of the middle-aged man and Sato Mamoru beside him suddenly changed.
"How could his cultivation be so strong?" The middle-aged man looked at Yang Qi with an extremely ugly expression.
Ever since he met Yang Qi, he had never underestimated him. He knew that Yang Qi's strength was probably not inferior to his. However, when they actually fought, he found out that he was wrong. Yang Qi's strength was much stronger than his.
At this moment, he even suspected that the Nine Thousand Years Old was not killed by Taixuanmen and Yang Qi at all, but was most likely killed by Yang Qi alone, because Yang Qi already had the strength to kill the Nine Thousand Years Old.
"Damn it, how could such a strong man appear in the secular world with thin heaven and earth vitality?" The middle-aged man couldn't believe it. The strength displayed by Yang Qi was considered to be a mid-to-high-level combat force even in the holy land. But such a warrior was only in his twenties. Most importantly, according to their investigation, Yang Qi was just a warrior from the secular world.
Compared to the middle-aged man, Sato Wei on the side was even more shocked. His strength was even inferior to that of the middle-aged man. Yang Qi could easily defeat the middle-aged man, and he could also easily defeat him!
"Is this the foundation of China?" Sato Wei felt bitter in his heart. A young man who looked to be in his twenties actually had a stronger strength than him.
Even the younger generations that their Kagura Palace has trained with all their strength are far inferior to Yang Qi!
"Are you determined to be the enemy of our Southern Border Holy Land?" The middle-aged man's face looked extremely ugly. Li Fan was extremely talented. If such a disciple was trained, it would not be difficult for him to enter the fetal breathing state.
"I said before that you represent the Southern Border Holy Land." Yang Qi smiled coldly and continued, "If you insist on accepting Li Fan as your disciple, I think Senior Long should be willing to communicate with you."
Hearing this, the middle-aged man's face suddenly turned ugly. Long Yun was not Yang Qi. Even the Southern Xinjiang Holy Land had no deterrent power against the Long family. Moreover, the Southern Xinjiang Holy Land did not want to provoke the Long family at all.
The reason why the middle-aged man did not forcefully accept him as a disciple was certainly because of Sato Mamoru's presence, but the most important thing was that the Li family was not an ordinary family. If the Li family had lost face and asked the Chinese high-level officials for help, Long Yun might have intervened. This was also the reason why the middle-aged man only tempted and threatened Li Fan, but did not dare to forcefully accept him as a disciple.
"Hmph~" the middle-aged man snorted.
"Your Excellency is right. There is no compulsion to become a disciple. However, if Li Fan is willing to become a disciple of our Kagura Palace, please do not stop him." Sato Wei said on the side.
Hearing this, Yang Qi's brows furrowed. It seemed that Sato Wei was certain that Li Fan would join the Kagura Palace, otherwise he would never have said such a thing.
"That's right. If Li Fan is willing to join our Southern Border Holy Land, you have no right to stop him." The middle-aged man also smiled coldly.
He was confident that as long as he moved out of the Southern Xinjiang Holy Land, Li Fan would definitely join the Holy Land. In today's martial arts world, a Hua Jin warrior is a legend. If a merchant family like the Li family knew that Li Fan might surpass a Hua Jin warrior, there was no way they would refuse!
"Of course." Yang Qi curled his lips, but he didn't care in his heart. The skills he gave Li Fan were able to cultivate to the fetal breathing realm. Before Li Fan started practicing, he didn't know the division of realms. Now that he has entered the dark energy level, he already knows the division of realms, so how could he easily join the Southern Border Holy Land and Shenle Palace. (To be continued)