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Bai Erxun believed that since there were no gods in this world, it was harmless to blaspheme a deity.
Koyama Satoru, however, chose to remain silent this time. He felt a sense of danger being around Bai Erxun.
"General Bai, I'm heading back now. Before I go, I sincerely advise you not to underestimate that young man. His martial arts skills are the strongest I've ever seen. I think sitting down and having a good talk with him would be the best choice," Koyama Satoru said.
"Haha, I have no intention of chatting with a Hua Xia young man; he doesn't deserve that," Bai Erxun scoffed.
Upon hearing Bai Erxun's words, Koyama Satoru said nothing more and hurriedly boarded the helicopter to return to the Island Nation's warship. Given Bai Erxun's attitude, a confrontation seemed inevitable.
Koyama Satoru had no confidence in Bai Erxun. Since he couldn't persuade him to be cautious, he wisely chose to leave and become an observer. He felt a twinge of regret for not having fought Jiang Chen last time; now, with Bai Erxun stepping in, it was an opportunity to make up for that regret.
The strength of the warship versus supreme martial arts would soon be revealed, and thinking about it made Koyama Satoru somewhat excited. However, those Islanders behind him, along with several martial arts experts from the Island Nation, were dissatisfied with Koyama Satoru's attitude.
The Islanders were known for their arrogance, and their general's fear of the Huaxia people embarrassed them greatly.
"General Xiaoshan, a mere Huaxia martial arts youth is nothing to worry about. With me here, there's no need for concern," one middle-aged martial artist from the Island Nation, dressed in traditional samurai attire, could not help but exclaim upon returning to the warship.
"You?" Koyama Satoru turned to glance at the warrior from the Island Nation.
"How do you compare to Master Ishii Ansei?" Koyama Satoru asked.
"Without engaging in battle, his swordsmanship is high, but I don't think I would back down," the Island Nation warrior replied solemnly. Martial artists would never easily concede without a fight; each believed themselves to be the strongest.
"And how do you compare to the Eastern Deity?" Koyama Satoru asked again.
"The Eastern Deity? Isn't that a god? Naturally, I cannot compare myself to a deity," the warrior frowned; he dared not underestimate or blaspheme against divine beings.
"In that case, please refrain from questioning my decisions and just enjoy being an observer," Koyama Satoru said with a faint smile.
The others exchanged glances, unsure of what Koyama Satoru meant but nodded in agreement, not daring to speak further.
The people from the Island Nation did not understand Koyama Satoru's implications at that moment, but he was not anxious; soon enough, they would comprehend.
Meanwhile, Bai Erxun was still "sparring" verbally with Qin Xiaoya. His words were laced with provocation as he hoped to incite the Huaxia side into making the first move. He was confident that the Huaxia people would not dare initiate an attack; he believed he understood them well enough and thought he knew Yang Jigong just as well.
Yet he did not understand Jiang Chen at all.
Jiang Chen waved his hand, signaling Qin Xiaoya to stop speaking. As her voice faded, Jiang Chen stood up.
"Mr. Jiang, are you going to make a move?" Zeng Xianyi's heart trembled involuntarily.
Jiang Chen did not respond; instead, he walked forward. Ahead of him lay the vast ocean, yet Jiang Chen seemed oblivious to it.
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