Hearing these three words, Chai Chel’s pupils shrank suddenly, and then his face became irrepressibly gloomy, and the hand holding the slender sword was even more tight.

For all martial arts schools, the Heart Stream has always been the mountain that weighs on their heads, leaving them to linger in the shadows.

Even if it is as strong as a strong stream, and how powerful it is in this world, it cannot change a saying that circulates in the circle of martial artists in this world.

There are only two genres in this world, one is the Source Stream and the others.

Chai Chel’s efforts to integrate the Su Li School, and even went to the life and death ring to completely crush the Southern Sect, wasn’t it just to be able to compete with the Heart Source Stream?

At this moment, the opponent who was the same landlord as him and who was regarded by him as the greatest enemy of his life was actually an unknown disciple of Xin Yuanliu, which made him feel angry and sad.

I feel like all the efforts I’ve made before are all a joke!

“Disciple of the Flow of Hearts, did you deliberately come to mock me?”

ChaiCher suppressed his anger and Senran asked.

“I don’t mean that, I just want the owner of the Chaicher building to die to understand?”

Ron shook his head and replied calmly.

“Dead one understands?” Chaicher laughed furiously and couldn’t stand it any longer, and the sword in his hand was raised directly at Ron and said, “Aren’t you humiliating me yet?” ”

Facing Chaser’s sword, Ron had no other reaction, but continued:

“In this game, you are destined not to be my opponent, I will not leave my hand, you are different from other landlords who do not have a genre, according to the rules between genres, if the two want to separate life and death in a formal occasion, they need to report each genre.” 」

After Ron finished speaking, Chaicher immediately woke up.

More than a hundred years ago, when the martial arts school was just emerging, they would often compete with each other, and in order to publicize the strength of their own school, they always had to report themselves before fighting, so that the winning party would spread the prestige of its own school.

With the gradual passage of time, we have entered today’s modern society, because of a better way of propaganda, the original kind of communication has been diluted.

Until it evolved into a situation where unless there was a battle of life and death, it would not blow up the door of the house again.

Chaicher was furious for a moment, but forgot such an old rule.

And the history of the other party’s strength has always been very mysterious, making people unpredictable.

This time he blew himself up, but it made Chaicher understand the other party’s birth, and he had a certain understanding of some of his fighting methods, which was beneficial to him.

It’s really not the other person who is humiliating him.

Thinking of this, the anger in Chaicher’s heart had disappeared for the most part, but looking at Ron’s gaze was still a little complicated.

“Su Li Liu, Pie Lord, Chaicher.”

According to the old rules, Chaicher also posed in their genre posture and waited for them.

There are already loudspeakers around the ring, and the words of the two can be heard by all the audience even in this noisy venue.

And after Ron reported that he was a disciple of the Heart Source School, it made the scene even more in an uproar.

“Up! Up! Go on! Go ahead!! ”

Inside the live broadcast station, looking at the soaring ratings, the director only felt happy to death!

In the reception room of the Sky Arena, Nitro tea was not drunk, and it was very happy to laugh there with a beard.

“Bissy has found a good apprentice.”

Who wouldn’t want the genre they created with their own hands to be passed on by their own children?

Even if it is as strong as Nitro, there is some happiness and relief in the heart, not to mention the excitement in the audience today.

“See Chiki?! As disciples of our hearts, we must dare to publicize the power of our own genre in the ring! ”

“Os, Teacher Yungu!”

“I don’t ask you how much you can make a difference, as long as you can be like your master and uncle, as a disciple, you can sit on an equal footing with these sect masters and fight in the same capacity, and you will feel satisfied with the master!”

“Yes, Master Yungu!!!”

Bissy looked at the self-congratulatory master and apprentice next to her and shook her head helplessly.

However, looking at the ring of the game below, the mood was surprisingly good.

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“Stinky boy, I didn’t expect to win the glory for our heart flow so soon.”

However, after weighing the strength of Ron and Chase, Bischi picked up the beautiful man magazine next to her.

You don’t need to look at this battle to know the outcome

“Heart flow? What’s that? ”

In front of the TV, Wojin plucked out his ears and asked nobunaga next to him indifferently, in exchange for a blank stare from the other party.

“A so-called genre, don’t worry, watch your game.”

“Oh~”

In the ring, Ron and Chasel have already set up a posture, and the battle horn has already begun.

After the two sides had been facing each other for a while, Chaicher took the lead in not being able to bear it, holding a long sword in his hand, and swinging at Ron with great speed.

“Shhh!”

This mighty sword was easily blocked by Ron.

“This is…”

Chaicher’s eyes widened instantly, looking at a machete that suddenly appeared in Ron’s hand.

A machete covered with spring paper.

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