He saw Ye Chen appear!
The one-armed man revealed an ecstatic expression. He immediately pulled Chen Xue and the blind man over and bowed solemnly, "Xing Yi Boxing Dojo's vice master, Wu Hong, greets Mr. Ye!"
"We're all Chinese. There's no need for such formalities!"
Ye Chen raised his hand and stopped him from greeting. He then noticed the empty sleeve on his left arm that was stained with blood. He frowned and said, "Who cut off your arm?"
"Mr. Ye!"
Chen Xue said with tears streaming down her face, "Uncle Wu's arm was cut off by Yagyu Shinyo from the Yagyu family. Uncle Zheng's right eye was injured by the enemy's hidden weapon."
At this point, she was already sobbing, "Uncle Wu didn't even have time to pick up his severed arm before he and Uncle Zheng risked their lives to protect me as we escaped. I was the one who dragged them down."
"Everything was caused by the Yagyuu family. Not only did they capture Big Brother, but they also captured all the Chinese people in the martial arts club." The blind man gritted his teeth. The gauze over his right eye was still soaked with blood.
"Yagyu Shinyo, I'll remember this!"
Ye Chen's gaze was as cold as a knife as he said, "Guys, this happened because of me. I hereby apologize to you and all the Chinese cultivators who were implicated!"
With that, he flicked his finger, and two medicinal pills shot out from his hand toward Wu Hong and the blind man. He then said, "This is the Rebirth Pill. It can help both of you recover from your injuries after consuming it!"
"Mr. Ye, this …"
Wu Hong and the blind man looked at the medicinal pills in their hands in shock.
They had always heard that Ye Chen's combat ability was unparalleled.
However, it was their first time hearing that Ye Chen knew how to refine medicinal pills!
The two of them hesitated for a few seconds before sitting down. Subsequently, they opened their mouths and swallowed the medicinal pills in their hands. As soon as the medicinal pills entered their throats, they turned into pure energy that spread to their limbs and bones.
The two of them felt an unbearable itch in their wounds, as if countless insects were wriggling deep within their bones.
At the next moment.
Wu Hong's empty sleeves began to fill up at a speed visible to the naked eye. He subconsciously took off his shirt, only to see that his severed arm had regrown.
The blind man removed the gauze on his right eye and touched his recovered right eye. He was extremely excited. "My … my eye doesn't hurt anymore. I can see!!!"
Chen Xue, who was watching from the side, was stunned. She had lived for so long, but this was the first time she had seen such a miraculous scene.
"Thank you, Mr. Ye!"
After finally calming themselves down, the duo clasped their fists at Ye Chen. Their faces were filled with gratitude. At the same time, they were shocked.
"This is what I should do! “
Ye Chen shook his head lightly, "Bring me to the martial arts dojo you're at now. I'll save any Chinese who are implicated by me!"
"Mr. Ye, do you want me to report this back to China?"
Wu Hong hesitated for a moment and suggested, "What I mean is that this isn't just about Mr. Ye alone. It's also about the dignity of the Chinese cultivation world!"
At this point, he cupped his fists and said, "With Mr. Ye's prestige in China, you only need to raise your arm and call for help. I believe that once the 300,000 cultivators in China find out about this, they will definitely come together and trample the Japanese cultivation world!"
"That's right. My big brother and three senior brothers from the same sect. If they find out what happened to us, they'll kill their way into Japan and seek justice for China!"
The blind man from before glared at Ye Chen!
Ye Chen said nothing. He took a step forward and walked into a car slowly. His voice that was filled with killing intent came from inside!
"I, Mad Southern Ye, am enough in China!"
…
The Shinjuku district in Chiyoda, the capital of Japan, was one of the most famous and prosperous commercial districts in Japan. It was also the area with the most Chinese people. Countless Chinese cultivators opened schools, taught martial arts, or promoted martial arts.
The dojo that Wu Hong and the other two set up was in this area.
When Ye Chen arrived at Shinjuku under Wu Hong and the other two's lead and was about to head to the Chen Xingyi Boxing Dojo, he looked deep into the alley beside him.
He sensed the aura of someone fighting.
After extending his Divine Consciousness, he saw more than ten people fighting in the depths of the alley. An old man was leading two young men and a young woman. They were surrounded by more than ten people, and their faces were filled with despair.
Ye Chen found the old man among them rather familiar.
Wu Hong asked when he saw him stop, "Mr. Ye, what's wrong?"
"Nothing, I met an acquaintance!"
Ye Chen shook his head lightly. He took a step forward in a flash and charged toward the battle at lightning speed.
Deep in the alley.
Wu Changchun subconsciously protected the two disciples behind him when he saw that the three of them were tightly surrounded. His heart was filled with despair and anger.
Half a year ago, he had accidentally offended a big shot in Tiannan, China. In order to prevent revenge, he had no choice but to cross the ocean to seek refuge in Japan. He also opened a Wing Chun dojo to make a living.
For the past half a year, the dojo had been running well. Who would have thought that something would happen today? Countless Japanese would go door to door to seal off Chinese businesses and even arrest Chinese cultivators on the streets.
When he saw that something was wrong, he led his two disciples and ran away. He did not expect to be stopped here. Although the other party only wanted him to surrender and would not harm his life, Wu Changchun did not dare to agree.
That was because on the way to escape, he had been severely injured.
Not only was he severely injured on the way to escape, but he had also witnessed many Chinese cultivators being tortured. There was no lack of women among them, and there happened to be a beautiful female disciple behind him who had always been extremely filial.
Just as he was thinking, a man in a suit among the dozen or so Japanese said with an evil smile, "Chinese, I'll say it one last time. You have nowhere to run. If you don't want to die, you'd better surrender!"
As he said that, his gaze was fixed on the female disciple behind Wu Changchun. He did not hide the lust in his eyes at all.
As soon as he said that, the young man and woman behind Wu Changchun were so scared that they immediately cried out and pulled Wu Changchun back.
"Master …"
Wu Changchun smiled bitterly as a hint of determination flashed in his eyes, "Chinese martial artists will only die standing, not kneel to live. Come on, I, your Grandpa Wu, will drag a few of you down with me even if I have to die!"
"Kill him!"
The man in the suit was enraged.
Immediately, three Japanese men drew their swords and slashed at Wu Changchun. The three of them had presumptuous smiles on their faces at the same time, like cats playing with mice.
At this moment, a strong gust of wind suddenly swept over from afar. The strong gust of wind contained an extremely terrifying aura.
The three Japanese men who slashed at Wu Changchun earlier immediately froze as if they had been petrified.
Bang!
Before the crowd could react, the three of them exploded at the same time, including the samurai swords in their hands.
At the next moment!
A skinny man in black attire walked over with the wind. With a few steps, he crossed hundreds of meters and appeared before everyone.
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