He was more than fifty years old and had practiced martial arts for more than fifty years! These fifty years had cemented Jin Yihe's reputation in martial arts for his entire life! But today … the reputation he had built up in his life … the reputation he had built up over fifty years … had been easily destroyed by a junior with one move! This … Jin Yihe could not accept it. His mind was in turmoil and he was about to collapse!
Jin Yihe could not figure out how to counter Chen He's move! This was an unsolvable move! It was so terrifying!
As for Chen He, who was thousands of kilometers away, he probably did not know that a video of him casually making a move had caused a great grandmaster who had practiced martial arts his entire life to tremble in fear and nearly self-destruct.
Jin Yihe could not figure out how to counter Chen He's move because he and Chen He were destined to be in completely different fields! He did not know Chen He's identity at all! He did not know the secrets of Chen He's cultivation method! Chen He's unrivaled and powerful cultivation technique only had one goal — to kill! To kill with the fastest speed, the simplest movement, and the cruelest method! To kill at all costs!
Jin Yihe practiced martial arts to strengthen his body and exchange pointers with his peers. What Chen He practiced … was a terrifying and invincible killing move! Chen He came from the army, that mysterious and bloody army. All his skills were for the sake of killing his enemies! Every move was fatal and unsolvable! That was why Jin Yihe could not counter it. There was no way he could! That was because it was a killing technique that had been passed down from the bloody battlefield. It was the result of martial arts blood!
"Pfft!" Jin Yihe spat out another mouthful of blood. His old body bent even more!
In the silent courtyard, the ground was splattered with Jin Yihe's blood. Blood continued to flow from his mouth. His eyes aged decades in an instant. His pupils were gray and lifeless.
"Oh no!" The servant boy's face was pale. The Third Elder had fallen into a demonic trance and could not get out!
Chen He's cultivation method was too terrifying. Jin Yihe could not understand it! He could not understand why he could not counter it! His mind completely collapsed. At this moment, he was stuck in his delusions, unable to break free!
The servant boy made a prompt decision. He leapt up and rushed in front of Jin Yihe. He slapped the side of the Third Elder's ear with his little hand, and then yelled out in a childish voice, "Third Elder! Third Master! Wake up!! "
"Pfff —!" Jin Yi He's body trembled violently as he spat out a mouthful of blood! He finally woke up from his reverie! He had awoken from that terrifying illusion!
The servant boy supported Jin Yihe's body so that he wouldn't fall.
"Master Crane?!" Qian Qiu Zong rushed forward and supported Jin Yi Crane. His face was full of shock.
Jin Yihe panted heavily, and his entire body was in a sorry state. The wrinkles on his face seemed to have multiplied, and he seemed to have aged dozens of years!
"Master Crane … what's going on?" Qian Qiu Zong asked in shock.
Jin Yihe shook his head weakly, and his voice was weak. "In my life … I have never seen such a terrifying martial art … I can't counter it … I can't counter it!" Jin Yihe's last words were filled with sorrow and desolation. He had practiced martial arts for his entire life, but in the end, he was defeated by a single move? It was sad and laughable!
"Wh … What?!" Qian Qiu Zong's face was filled with shock, and his expression was extremely ugly! Even Master Crane could not counter it?! Even Jin Jiahe's master was no match for Chen He?! At that moment, Qian Qiu Zong's face flashed with immense helplessness! That Erdong Chen … where did he come from?!
"Master Crane … Is there … no other way to deal with him?!" Qian Qiu Zong's face was as pale as ash. He could not accept this! He could not accept this!
Jin Yihe wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were filled with complex emotions. "Hua Zhan was injured so badly … I am not satisfied either … But, I am no match for him … Sigh …"
"Perhaps, only the head of the family has a way to counter this person's martial arts … Our Jin family will close our doors for now. Everything … will be decided after Big Brother comes out of seclusion!" Jin Yihe's voice was filled with determination. His Jin family had been undefeated for a hundred years, and other than him, there was another powerful cultivator in seclusion, the head of the Jin family, Jin Yihe's big brother! A true grandmaster of martial arts!
Chen He did not know that his casual move had caused such a huge commotion … The Jin family of the Qilu martial arts world was in seclusion, and they were waiting for the head elder to come out of seclusion to make a decision.
Not only that, even the major media organizations in the Lu province were shocked. They thought that they would be able to record the epic battle, and it would become a rising name in the Lu province's martial arts news … They did not expect that it would become a joke, a huge joke! All the media organizations shut their mouths. As for the news and videos of the battle, they were all blocked, and not reported in any news! This was a family scandal, how could it be aired in public?! The storm seemed to be dying, but it was actually brewing in the dark!
Shanghai, Huang family.
In the bamboo garden, Song Pengwei sat in front of a stone table, a white chess piece in his hand. Beside him sat Huang Xuyang in a traditional Chinese suit.
The storm was raging outside, but the two of them were calmly playing Go in front of the stone table.
"Young Master Song, what do you think about the younger generation of the Qilu Jin family being defeated by Chen He?" Huang Xuyang asked slowly.
Song Pengwei smiled faintly, and the white chess piece in his hand landed on the chessboard. "I'm afraid we don't need to talk about this topic anymore …"
Huang Xuyang was stunned for a moment, and then he smiled. He understood what Young Master Song meant … The Qilu Jin family … this so-called secular martial arts family had long lost its former glory, and it was getting worse with each generation. Jin Huazhan's defeat by Chen He with one move was expected. There was no need to talk about this topic, and it would waste more time and effort.
"Xuyang, what we need to focus on now … is the game of Go in Shanghai," Song Pengwei said as he placed another chess piece.
Huang Xuyang picked up the black chess piece, but he didn't know how to place it. Because the path was blocked by white chess pieces, his black chess group was blocked.
Huang Xuyang finally found an empty spot, and he placed the black chess piece down. Then he asked, "Young Master Song, what do you mean? Can the Global Group act now? "
Song Pengwei shook his head slowly. "No."
Huang Xuyang was puzzled. "Xuyang thinks that now is the best time. All the forces are eyeing us, and the fastest method is the best method."
"A reckless man's view." Song Pengwei smiled faintly, and the white chess piece landed again, blocking the path of the black chess group.
"Young Master Song, please enlighten us." Huang Xuyang bowed slightly, and asked for guidance.
"The clouds in Shanghai are floating, but it's uncertain. Previously, we were too reckless … Now, we need to plan before we act." Song Pengwei's voice was incomparably deep.
Huang Xuyang was puzzled. "Young Master Song, it's already such a crucial time … Do we still need to wait? If we act too late … I'm afraid this piece of meat of the Global Group … will fall into his hands … "
Song Pengwei, however, shook her head slowly. "That's not the case. In a war between the schools of thought, it doesn't depend on who comes first or last. No one knows who will win. This is a war between the schools of thought!"
Huang Xuyang's gaze was hesitant, as if he was thinking, but he still had some doubts and didn't understand. If he didn't act at this crucial time, when would he wait?
After a long time, Huang Xuyang seemed to have thought of something, and he asked, "Young Master Song, recently, Yang Ke of the Kaiyang Group has been making frequent movements, as if he wants to make a move. Could it be … You're waiting for him?"
"You finally understand." Song Pengwei smiled indifferently. "There are many people I'm waiting for. Many forces are entrenched, so let's continue to wait."
With that, Song Pengwei placed another chess piece in his hand.
Huang Xuyang's gaze followed the chessboard, and then his pupils contracted violently!!
On the chessboard, countless white chess pieces gathered together, and vaguely formed an incomparably clear word – Fish!
"When the sandpiper and the clam fight … the fisherman benefits?!" Huang Xuyang's eyes were filled with astonishment!
"That's right." Song Pengwei finally nodded this time. "Don't make a move on the Global Group for now. Let the sandpiper and the clam fight for it."
"Xuyang understands." Huang Xuyang nodded solemnly.
"However …" Song Pengwei's eyes narrowed, and he suddenly said, "Don't make a move on the Global Group for now … But there's one person … We can still make a move!"
"Who?" Huang Xuyang asked solemnly.
"Crack!" The white chess piece in Song Pengwei's hand was crushed into pieces by the huge force.
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