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"Japanese?"
Putting his appearance aside, just by hearing his name, one could tell that this old man was an old Japanese man from Japan …
Looking at Fang Zonglin's expression now, it seemed that there was an obvious conflict between him and this old Japanese man called Ishihara, and it was not even a small conflict.
"No wonder this guy is so arrogant …"
Qin Fang glanced at Ishihara Ichiro again, and memorized his face in his heart.
Qin Fang was not the kind of saint that people worshipped, but he was not a good person who would let go of everything. Since it was Ishihara Iran who took the initiative to provoke Qin Fang, if Qin Fang did not retaliate at all, then other people would really look down on him.
There were not many good Japanese people. Almost all of them were detestable, especially the Japanese warriors, who were famous for being mad dogs.
At least, none of the Japanese warriors that Qin Fang had met so far were easy to deal with. None of them were good people, so Qin Fang did not leave any of them alive until now.
This old Japanese man, Ishihara, was naturally much stronger than those Japanese people that Qin Fang had met before. Even if Qin Fang had killed Nakano, who was at the peak of the master level not long ago, and whose realm was similar to Ishihara's, if the two of them really fought, the one who would lose would definitely be Nakano, not Ishihara Ichiro.
"Qin Fang, if there is nothing, it's best not to provoke him. This old man is simply a mad dog, and he is famous for randomly biting people …"
Fang Zonglin saw Qin Fang's puzzled look, and seemed to be hesitant. He quickly comforted Qin Fang, as if he did not want him to provoke this Ishihara Ichiro.
"And … And … Forget it, you'd better stay away from him!"
Fang Zonglin seemed to be a little hesitant about the last sentence, as if he did not know whether to say it or not. In the end, he did not say it out loud.
"Senior Brother Fang, if you have something to say, let's just say it openly. It's too boring to hide it …"
Qin Fang vaguely felt that what Fang Zonglin was going to say next might be a very important reason, but because of some unknown scruples, he didn't say it.
"That old guy Ishihara is from the right-wing forces, and he's a big shot with quite a high status. One of his cousins is a very famous leader of the right-wing. It's said that this time, in order to let his brother take over, they didn't hesitate to start a war between Long Province and Japan …"
After listening to Qin Fang's words, although Fang Zonglin was still a little hesitant, he remained silent for a while and briefly introduced the facts to Qin Fang.
"Right wing?
Bright Clouds Island … "
Qin Fang was naturally not unfamiliar with this matter. Although he had been abroad recently, he was aware of some of the movements in the country.
This time, Long Province and Japan were confronting each other because of the territorial dispute over Bright Clouds Island. Both sides were at daggers drawn, and a fight might break out at any moment.
And the initiator of this matter was the right-wing forces in Japan. It could be said that they were the ones who instigated it from the beginning to the end, and until now, they were almost in a deadlock.
Naturally, Qin Fang could not interfere in these matters. However, he did not expect to meet Ishihara Ichiro, the old Japanese, in South Korea.
"Hahaha, Senior Brother Fang, no matter what happens during the Sword-fighting Conference, it's better for you to stay out of it. I know what I'm doing …"
After knowing Ishihara's identity, even if Ishihara did not take the initiative to find trouble with Qin Fang, Qin Fang did not intend to let it go just like that. He would definitely find trouble with him.
But now, not only did Ishihara take the initiative to find trouble with Qin Fang, but his actions were also quite insidious. Thus, Qin Fang did not need to be polite with him.
However, before that, Qin Fang still greeted Fang Zonglin.
This was not Japan, nor was it Long Province, but South Korea. On the Fu Family's territory, naturally, the Fu Family's rules were the standard.
Qin Fang and the others could not abide by this rule, but the Fu Family would definitely not be happy that the judges had already started fighting before the Sword-fighting Conference started, and there might even be deaths.
"Sigh, you …"
Hearing Qin Fang's words, Fang Zonglin, with his decades of life experience, understood what Qin Fang meant. This meant that he was going to fight to the death with Ishihara Ichiro and the other Japanese.
"Since Brother Qin has said so, although I, Old Fang, am a little old, this set of old bones can still be moved …"
Although he was a little surprised by Qin Fang's youthful impulsiveness, Fang Zonglin suddenly felt his blood boiling. It was as if he was still young, and he wanted to advance and retreat together with Qin Fang.
Although Long Province and the small island were not harmonious in terms of system, and could not even pee into the same pot, they were unprecedentedly united in this kind of territorial dispute.
Qin Fang was young and full of vigor, and there was nothing unusual about him being impulsive. However, Fang Zonglin's sudden forcefulness and dominance surprised everyone, especially Qin Fang himself, who was a little stunned.
However, after looking closely at Fang Zonglin's expression, he knew that he was not joking. He was indeed planning to deal with Ishihara Ichiro together with him.
"Senior Fang, you … sigh!"
Regarding this, Qin Fang could only smile bitterly. There seemed to be no better way.
The reason he wanted to deal with Ishihara Ichiro was not simply for revenge, or for national hatred. There were other reasons that were unknown to others.
Ishihara Ichiro might be very strong, and he had helpers around him, but Qin Fang dared to do this. Naturally, he had his own reliance.
Fang Zonglin was indeed helping with good intentions, but for Qin Fang, it was a good thing. At least, Qin Fang had some secrets that were not convenient to expose.
"Hmph …"
Qin Fang and Fang Zonglin were talking there. Although their voices were not very loud, many people still heard it, especially Ishihara Ichiro. Although he was old, his ears were still very good. He heard their conversation very clearly …
However, Ishihara Ichiro also seemed to have something to rely on. Not only was he not worried about Fang Zonglin's involvement, but he looked at Qin Fang provocatively, as if he already had something to rely on.
"Stupid people, stupid people …"
Qin Fang only used the Great Disregard Spell to make all the other party's attacks disappear in an instant. Looking at the arrogant, domineering, and insufferably arrogant Ishihara Ichiro, Qin Fang was very disdainful.
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Although there were some small conflicts and disturbances, the two sides were still in a state of hostility. If things went wrong, the most direct conflict could happen.
However, the Fu family still did what they were supposed to do. Chief Steward Fu personally oversaw the situation here, for fear that these judges would cause trouble.
After all, these judges came from all over the surrounding countries. They were all people of high status. Even the Fu family could not treat them well. They were all received politely.
Furthermore, these judges were all very strong. Currently, other than Qin Fang, whose strength could not be completely confirmed, the weakest of the others were all at the late stage of the Master Stage …
Of course, this was referring to the cultivation of the judges. These judges each brought one to four or five people with them, and these people were all brought out by them to broaden their horizons. Although they were not judges, they were still given special treatment. For example, Liu Xianhe was basking in the glory of Qin Fang.
"Judges, the Sword-fighting Assembly is about to begin. Please follow me to the venue …"
When the judges finally finished their breakfast and nothing bad happened, Director Fu let out a long sigh of relief and said faintly, "I'm sorry, but I'm sorry, but I'm sorry.
These judges naturally did not have any objections. This was not the first time many of them had participated in the Sword-fighting Assembly, so they naturally knew the rules.
Thus, Steward Fu led the way in front, while the judges followed behind him, slowly heading towards the location of the Sword-fighting Assembly.
The disciples, disciples, followers, and so on that the judges had brought along naturally followed them. The judges might have to sit on the high platform in a while, and they would also need someone to serve them tea and water.
Not to mention, sitting high up in the air, if there weren't a few people following behind them, how could they show that their identities were not ordinary?
Qin Fang did not care about this, but Liu Xianhe was extremely excited. This was his first time participating in the Sword-fighting Assembly, yet he was able to obtain the best viewing position, which would definitely make many people envious and jealous.
The location of the Sword-fighting Assembly was at the peak of Bagong Mountain. A huge stage had already been built there long ago.
This arena looked to be quite old. It was estimated that it had already appeared during the first Sword-fighting Assembly. Perhaps it was even older.
The arena was very old, but it had never been broken. Qin Fang saw that a lot of wood on the arena had been broken and repaired. After all, during a martial arts competition, it was very difficult to control the destructive power. With a little bit of violence, these wood could be blown up.
Other than the arena, the rostrum had already been designated. The Fu Clan and the Cui Clan were two clearly separated groups of people, each temporarily occupying one side and confronting each other. The smell of gunpowder was quite strong from the very beginning.
The judging panel was located in the middle of the two clans. It was also high and mighty, but it also drew a clear line between the two clans. This was also set up to ensure the fairness of the Sword-fighting Assembly.
Other than these, the audience seats were much simpler. To be exact, the audience seats were just some stone surfaces that were pushed out, allowing people to sit down. There was no condition to speak of, and the treatment of Qin Fang and the other judges was worlds apart.
(To be continued.)
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