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The Delson family knew of Wangang Yorin, but rarely saw him, and even when they did, his face remained hidden. Dressed in black ninja attire and wearing a mask that concealed all but his piercing eyes, Wangang Yorin stood there like a deep pool of water, exuding an aura that was both unfathomable and imposing.
"Jon, you should understand that there are many strong individuals in this world, but this young man is certainly not one of them. Wangang Jun, please take care of this kid," Qiu Jisi Delson said calmly, with a sense of confidence. He was well aware of Wangang Jun's strength; killing a young man would be a trivial task for him.
Jiang Chen merely glanced at Wangang Yorin before losing interest. Although Wangang Yorin appeared mysterious, he was not as formidable as Ishii Ansei.
Upon hearing Qiu Jisi Delson's command, Wangang Yorin's demeanor turned icy, causing those around him to step back in fear of being caught in the crossfire.
"You are not my opponent. If you wish to live, step aside," Jiang Chen said coolly.
Jon was about to translate Jiang Chen's words when Wangang Yorin coldly replied, "Heh, years ago, I visited Huaxia and found its martial artists few and far between. I never expected to encounter a Huaxia master today, especially one so young. From your earlier techniques, I can tell you can externalize your Inner Energy and are quite skilled in its application. Your martial arts cultivation must be close to the Divine Realm. However, it's a pity you do not understand the importance of concealing your strength. Given time, I would surely not be your match, but right now, you are not my equal."
Wangang Yorin spoke Huaxia Language fluently, without any trace of an Island Nation accent. He had studied martial arts in Huaxia for ten years and was well-acquainted with Huaxia Martial Arts.
Jiang Chen's youthful prowess indeed impressed him; his words were sincere. Earlier, he had observed Jiang Chen's moves from the shadows and felt a shock at his abilities. Yet despite his astonishment, Wangang Yorin had no doubt about his own strength.
"You seem quite confident in your abilities," Jiang Chen chuckled lightly.
"My confidence comes from self-awareness; yours stems from ignorance," Wangang Yorin replied with a shift in tone. "But it’s understandable—at such a young age, achieving what you have is remarkable. Most of those old martial artists in Huaxia who live to eighty wouldn’t reach your level. Your arrogance is typical for someone young and passionate."
"However, your confidence may work against others but not against me," Wangang Yorin declared proudly.
As a senior in front of a younger man, he naturally maintained an elevated stance. Moreover, while Huaxia Martial Arts had a long history, it had shown signs of decline in recent years. Wangang Yorin secretly looked down on Huaxia Martial Arts; he believed that the martial arts from his Island Nation should be regarded as the best in the world.
"I recall that your Island Nation has a swordsmanship master named Ishii Ansei. How does your swordplay compare to his?" Jiang Chen asked.
"Master Ishii Ansei is indeed the top expert in our Island Swordsmanship; I cannot compare to him. However, if we consider overall strength, I doubt Master Ishii Ansei would be my match," Wangang Yorin replied.
Jiang Chen smiled and then focused his mind; a flash of light appeared as an Island Samurai Sword materialized in his hand. He drew the katana with a chilling gleam—it was indeed an excellent blade.
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