2067: C2067 Folly

C2067 Folly

"I never thought that Martial Arts Grandmaster, who had been famous for dozens of years, would not even have the courage to come forward and fight." Donmotsuka's eyes were filled with contempt.

Soon after, Donmotsuka stared at Gu Yunzhi and used Ni Hongyu's inner strength to send out the result.

A mighty voice rang out.

While the surrounding people were shocked, some of them couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Yin Yushuang swept a glance at her surroundings. Some of the warriors were already laughing so hard that they were on the verge of breaking out in laughter. Anger surfaced on Yin Yushuang's face. As a martial artist, she found it hard to accept the result of retreating without a fight.

"Teacher, I can help!" Yin Yushuang made up her mind.

To a martial artist, defeat was far better than admitting defeat.

However, Gu Yunzhi still shook his head, "This is my problem, I am not willing to fight."

"I'm willing!" Yin Yushuang said firmly.

The current situation wasn't so simple as to accept or reject a challenge.

This was because everyone knew that Yin Yushuang and her companion belonged to Chinese Martial Cultivator.

In another country, before a martial practitioner from another country, one had to be careful of one's life.

This would undoubtedly sully China's Martial Arts Realm.

Yin Yushuang refused to do it.

Donmotsuka seemed to have sensed something and coldly snorted. "If you want to preserve your strength, you must have some ulterior motives. You might damage your own reputation at any cost."

Donmotsuka was not only tyrannical in the way of swords, his mind was still terrifyingly clear.

"This has nothing to do with you." Gu Yunzhi did not admit nor deny it.

Donmotsuka only thought for a short while before he immediately understood Gu Yunzhi's plan. He withdrew the long saber in his hand and laughed loudly, "You want to help Han Zhen?"

Yin Yushuang finally understood what Gu Yunzhi was thinking.

For a moment, Yin Yushuang was speechless. Compared to this reputation, Gu Yunzhi's choice was not wrong.

However, such a price was simply too enormous.

Gu Yunzhi did have this thought and did not care about his reputation. To him, preserving the talent of China's Martial Arts Realm was the most important choice, and not its reputation.

What's more, Gu Yunzhi was about to die.

"I do have this thought." Since Donmotsuka had already guessed it, Gu Yunzhi didn't try to cover it up.

"Hahaha …" Donmotsuka laughed maniacally.

The surrounding people saw Donmotsuka being so unrestrained and did not understand what was going on with Donmotsuka.

After Donmotsuka laughed out loud, he said, "Gu Yunzhi, you actually want to help Han Zhen in front of my teacher? You're old and already ignorant!"

Donmotsuka was not polite at all.

Gu Yunzhi's expression was calm, as if he didn't notice the contempt in the man's words. He slowly said, "Mr. Domoto, why do you say that?"

"Do you know teacher's current Cultivation Level?" Donmotsuka's expression was serious.

As Donmotsuka spoke, the surrounding people started to discuss.2

Hiramiya Amasawa had not appeared for many years. Although the outside world was guessing Hiramiya Amasawa's Cultivation Level, no one could be sure.

Gu Yunzhi's expression turned serious, "Based on what Mr. Domoto said, could it be that Hiramiya Amasawa has already touched God Stage?"

God Stage!

Above Grandmaster.

God of man.

Grandmasters were enough to make people look up, but God Stage was enough to make people worship them.

It had been nearly a hundred years since this name had last been heard by a martial artist.

The moment he said this, the crowd went silent.

All words had become weak and nameless in front of this word.

"Touch God Stage?" Donmotsuka shook his head, and in the next moment, two sharp lights shot out from his eyes, "Teacher, God Stage has been achieved!"

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