This time, Hao Jian didn't pay attention to Yamamoto Ichiro and held Shu Ya's hand, walking inside the villa. Seeing this, Yamamoto Ichiro's face turned angry: "Stop right there for me! You sick man of East Asia!" As soon as Yamamoto Ichiro said this, the crowd present immediately erupted in an uproar. Many showed strange expressions, while others looked furious. Whether in the past or now, using these four words to refer to Huaxia people sparks a conflict that can't be easily resolved with just a few words. Many times, such comments have resulted in violent incidents in which ordinary people confronted one another. In their high-status level, it's difficult to say such things or even dare, because the higher the status, the more they discover Huaxia's strength. To put it bluntly, without backing, they wouldn't dare challenge Huaxia people. These people are tough to deal with. Once one is resolved, another is ready, which is quite distressing. Halting his steps, Hao Jian's figure stood still. A faint aura swirled around him, and at some unknown time, he had released Shu Ya's hand. A slight cold wind rose from nowhere as he slowly turned around. His cold eyes slightly opened, staring indifferently at Yamamoto Ichiro as his lips parted slightly, cold air swirling: "What did you just say?" "Say it one more time..." Staring into Hao Jian's icy eyes, Yamamoto Ichiro felt a slight twinge of fear. Realizing this, he became furious. Was he, one of the top four experts in East Ocean, actually intimidated by some Huaxia person from who knows where?! "Either have a match with me, a formal one!" With chest out, Yamamoto Ichiro glared at Hao Jian, smirking: "If you don't dare to face me, it proves you're indeed a sick man of East Asia!" "You Huaxia people are all sick men of East Asia!" As soon as Yamamoto Ichiro said this, the crowd erupted once more. This was blatant provocation! Moreover, it challenged all Huaxia people! If this was in private, with only a few people, it might be ignored. But as a public figure, for Yamamoto Ichiro to publicly say such things that could affect diplomatic relations, does he plan not to stay in East Ocean any longer?! Many just shook their heads at the thought. Perhaps Yamamoto Ichiro would face consequences for this, but certainly not now. At this moment, his target was the Huaxia person in front of him. Judging by Hao Jian's appearance, he couldn't sit still either. As long as Yamamoto Ichiro could deal with this Huaxia person, the impact of his words would lessen. Even if external forces were unwilling, under the Dongyang Government's pressure, it could still be achieved. Most eyes were on Hao Jian, eager to see how this Huaxia person would respond to such words. In their view, Hao Jian's strength wasn't up to much. As Yamamoto Ichiro said, he was only good at surprise attacks. Once Yamamoto Ichiro got serious, Hao Jian had no chance of winning. After all, Yamamoto Ichiro's title as one of East Ocean's top four wasn't just empty talk. He had genuine skills, and without them, he would've been kicked out long ago, as many watched his position in East Ocean. "You want to have a match with me?" A faint curve appeared at Hao Jian's mouth. His face held anger, which then suddenly vanished as he turned to Shu Ya with a bright smile: "Wait for me a bit, I'll deal with this guy soon..." Shu Ya smiled and nodded, then gently pushed Hao Jian: "Go handle your business! I'm fine here..." With these words, his previous smile turned to anger once more. With a grin, Hao Jian looked at Yamamoto Ichiro, and a cold voice suddenly echoed... "I'll take up your challenge!" With that said, Hao Jian stamped heavily on the ground, his body darting towards Yamamoto Ichiro like a leopard! "Kid... you're using sneak attacks again!" Though surprised by Hao Jian's control over his inner emotions, seeing him make another sudden move without a word, Yamamoto Ichiro's heart filled with rage. Tricked twice by the same tactic, he was infuriated that this guy still dared to use the same move against him. Did Hao Jian think Yamamoto Ichiro was easy to bully?! In an instant, Yamamoto Ichiro had only one thought: to deal with this arrogant guy! "How can this kid be so brainless?! Charging in just like that?!" "I think it's not brainless; rather, he's just a fool! Does he really believe that Yamamoto Ichiro's strength is only what he shows on the surface?" "Indeed, if Yamamoto Ichiro is just displaying his current strength, one wonders where he would end up, and he still wants to become one of the Four Great Masters of East Ocean?" "This guy might be blinded by anger, otherwise it's hard to make such a choice. But whatever, he's just a Huaxia person. If he's defeated by Yamamoto Ichiro here, it'll be Huaxia that loses face!" "Hehe, hearing you say that, I can't wait to see how Huaxia treats him once he loses and returns home!" When Hao Jian made his move, many in the crowd were scornful and unsupportive. Only those living in East Ocean could truly appreciate Yamamoto Ichiro's influence and strength. He's a man who dared to fight sharks in the sea. Even though he lost a piece of flesh to a shark, he ultimately used his bare fists to kill it! You should know that it was a Great White Shark, the overlord of the sea! And just like that, he dealt with it barehanded, with just a piece of meat as the price. The people of East Ocean have deeply experienced his terror. When all his strength surged into his fists and was about to swing out, Yamamoto Ichiro suddenly noticed that Hao Jian, who was charging towards him, abruptly halted and his whole body came to a stop. The transition from movement to stillness took less than a moment, causing the prepared Yamamoto Ichiro to feel like he was punching into cotton. It was a feeling of being unable to exert his strength! At that moment, his fists were clenched tightly with power, unable to strike out nor retract for fear of backlash. In this dilemma, Hao Jian slowly spoke: "When do we start?" Upon hearing this, Yamamoto Ichiro's face turned angry. Was this guy toying with him?! Unable to tolerate this any longer, furious Yamamoto Ichiro chose not to retract his strength, but instead flung it outward! He unleashed all his strength, swinging his fists towards Hao Jian, his fists cutting through the air with a loud rushing sound, suddenly reaching Hao Jian's front. And facing the arrival of his fists, Hao Jian still remained motionless, looking as if he was frightened into stupidity... "Tsk! I thought he had some strength, but now he's scared witless by Yamamoto Ichiro?!" "Haha! This is too funny! This Huaxia person is hilarious, pretending to have strength when he clearly doesn't! Now he can't even react!" Hao Jian's pause elicited various reactions from the crowd, some mocking, some pitying. The latest_epɪ_sodes are on_the 𝕟𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕝⟡𝕗𝗂𝗋𝖾⟡𝕟𝕖𝕥 The closer Yamamoto Ichiro's fists got to Hao Jian's head, the more ferociously he twisted his face, roaring: "Once you're dead, no one can stop me from going after Shu Ya! She's mine!" "You call yourself a man, but I see you're just a bodyguard!" Mad power gathered in his fists, pounding towards Hao Jian's head, the distance closing in, just ten centimeters away! "You want to kill me?" At this moment, Hao Jian suddenly raised his eyes and looked at Yamamoto Ichiro, his light voice making Yamamoto Ichiro pause. The fist that had been swung out also suddenly stopped at this moment, but he quickly reacted, even more infuriated, shouting: "Yes, I want to kill you! You Huaxia person!" Lightly nodding, Hao Jian suddenly grinned, his smile carrying a chill, and at that moment, the fist was just a bit away, needing less than a second to hit him. In Yamamoto Ichiro's view, this guy's body looked so frail that he surely couldn't withstand his punch. Once hit, death was certain! After all, he had once used these fists to take out a Great White Shark that had been threatening the coast for a long time! It was at that time that Yamamoto Ichiro's name gradually resounded throughout East Ocean, and years later, he became one of East Ocean's Four Great Masters. The expected scene didn't occur when the fist was swung out; it stopped mid-air as he instinctively increased his strength. The fist remained motionless as he raised his gaze, only to find a hand lightly grasping his fist ahead. "Your strength is decent, but..." At this time, Hao Jian's airy voice came, shaking his head, looking at Yamamoto Ichiro, sneering: "The pity is, you're too weak!" His eyes suddenly narrowed, his hand gripping tightly! The crisp sound of bones cracking made the previously noisy arena fall silent, with everyone's face showing disbelief as they looked at the two in the middle. And the only person who could laugh was Shu Ya, at the stairs, her eyes like crescent moons. "You're still as dashing as ever..."