Hearing this voice, the young man from the Hegeshan TV station couldn't understand what the voice was saying. He turned his head and saw a dignified boy standing in front of him. This boy seemed to be a few years younger than him, but his deep black pupils revealed a sense of insight that even an old man couldn't understand, as if there was a very mature and experienced soul in this young man's body.
This boy was not only handsome, but also dignified. Compared with the cultivators from various sects and schools who had entered the Japanese cultivation world before, he was not inferior at all. He was even more elegant and unrestrained than them.
The young man has a sense of inferiority. He turned to Xiangtian and said, "Qianbei Xiangtian, what is he talking about? It seems to be Chinese."
Xiangtian happened to learn Chinese in college. She glanced at the handsome boy in front of her curiously. As soon as she saw him, she suddenly felt a sense of masculinity blowing on her face. Her heart beat wildly, and her tongue was dry. She said, "He's so handsome. He's even more handsome than the young patriarch of the Abe family home !"
The young man smiled bitterly and said, "Qianbei Xiangtian, wake up. Don't fall in love with him!"
Xiangtian came to her senses as if awakening from a dream. She couldn't suppress the excitement on her face. She stepped forward and said in not very standard Chinese, "Hello, are you Chinese?"
The young boy smiled slightly and nodded. "Yes, can you help me ask him why this Chinese who came to settle a score must be afraid?"
Xiangtian had some doubts in her heart. She looked at the boy in front of her carefully and muttered with some curiosity, "I heard that the person who came to settle a score is a Chinese... Is it him? Impossible, absolutely impossible. He is too young, too young!"
Although Xiangtian was confused, she didn't say it out loud. She turned to the young man next to her and said, "Hey, he asked you why this Chinese who came to settle a score must be afraid."
The young man was shocked by the handsome boy's qi and felt so ashamed that he couldn't speak.
On the other hand, some male reporters who were attracted by the conversation also looked at the bright boy in front of them with jealousy in their hearts. They mocked with some interest and said, "You don't need to ask! He came alone, he was scared to death by so many of us!"
Since ancient times, members of the same sex repel one another while members of the opposite sexes attract other. It was okay for this young boy to be handsome, but the key was that he exuded a mature aura that did not match his age at all. With these two temperaments combined, how could he not make the eyes of the women present shine?
After hearing his words, the young boy smiled after a while and said, "I heard that all of you like the Romance of the Three Kingdoms very much. Do you know the 'One-blades Meeting'?"
As soon as he finished speaking, half of the Japanese reporters on the scene couldn't understand Chinese, so they all asked the people who knew Chinese next to them. When they understood, they all laughed and said, "This idiot who doesn't know his limits dares to take him to compare with Guan Yunchang!"
"Hey, little guy, are you the Chinese to settle a score? If not, you'd better get back to your hometown. If so, you can read books for a few more years before coming out. Do you think you can compete with Guan Yunchang?"
This young boy was not angry. He calmly waited for everyone to finish their words, and then he looked at them with disdain.
At this glance, everyone present couldn't help but have an idea: It was as if a young male lion was standing in front of them. He was to tower over at the barking hyenas around him, and his eyes were full of disdain and pity, as if he were a high-level creature looking down on low-level creatures.
This was a gaze that only the real strong could have! Xiangtian quickly made a judgment in her heart. She curiously asked the young boy in Chinese that she was not familiar with for half of her life, "Excuse me, who are you?"
The young boy smiled slightly and said, "I am the Chinese you are talking about!"
The eyes of everyone present immediately revealed an 'as expected'. An excitement flashed across Xiang Tian's eyes as she asked, "Then what is your name?"
The boy smiled and said word by word, "My name is Li Yundong!"
The male reporters on this scene all kept silent, and their eyes were full of hostility as they looked at Li Yundong. They whispered to each other, and their expressions were full of schadenfreude, as if they were eager to see Li Yundong suffer a bad defeat in the next second.
A few of them said in a low voice, "Heh, this chink really is too arrogant, too self-righteous. Who does he think he is? He actually dares to compare to Guan Yunchang?"
"I really hope I can teach him a lesson later!"
"Are you going?"
"Nonsense! I'm not a cultivator! Of course, the cultivators in the Japanese cultivation world will give him a head-on blow to give this man a lesson!"
When Li Yundong came to Japan this time, Zi Yuan and Zhou Qin, who were considerate, had specially prepared a portable medium Japanese translator for him. Li Yundong could understand what these Japanese were talking about no matter where he went.
Li Yundong heard the words of these people clearly, but his face remained calm, and the corners of his eyes narrowed slightly.
Hearing Li Yundong's self-introduction, the monk, who had been keeping his eyes closed at the gate of the courtyard, suddenly opened his eyes. He walked to Li Yundong and looked at him seriously and carefully and said in Chinese, "Are you Li Yundong?"
Li Yundong nodded slightly. "That's right!"
The monk also nodded slightly and said with a complicated expression, "You're really here! Good nerve! Please come in. Masako Tachibana had been waiting for you for a long time!"
However, Li Yundong put his hands behind his back and said lightly, "You can let me in, but you have to ask Saionji Tsunekatsu to apologize to me first, and then let Masako Tachibana come out to welcome me in person! Otherwise... Humph, go and tell her that she will know what will happen if she doesn't do as I say."
The monk's face was full of anger. He shouted, "How dare you! Saionji Tsunekatsu is a young sengzheng. How can you call him around?"
Li Yundong smiled slightly. "You don't want to go?"
The monk said angrily, "Bastard, such a rude request, of course I can't..."
Before he could finish his words, he saw Li Yundong's palm coming at his forehead. The speed of this palm was not fast. It could be said that it was slow in everyone's eyes. However, the monk seemed to have been hit by the immobilizing Skill. He couldn't move at all. He could only watch the palm getting closer and closer, and it was coming at his head from all directions.
The crowd saw that Li Yundong's palm didn't seem to have much strength and speed, but they had a feeling in their hearts that this palm would break the hard boulder into pieces! This monk was dead!
In an instant, the monk's face turned from yellow to white, from white to red, and then to green. When he saw that the palm was about to knock down his forehead, he couldn't help but scream in fear.
Li Yundong's palm suddenly hovered in front of his forehead. He asked with a smile, "Are you going or not?"
The monk trembled all over and sweat profusely. He swallowed hard and was about to speak when he saw that everyone was in full view of him. He couldn't help but bite the bullet and said in Japanese, "No!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the surrounding reporters burst into cheers. "Good job!"
"This is the true cultivator!"
"Don't be afraid of this chink. This is in Japan!!"
Li Yundong couldn't help laughing. His five fingers curled up in front of the monk's forehead, and then he flicked his middle finger gently on the monk's forehead!
In other people's eyes, this shot was like a child playing with his head. However, this monk was hit by Li Yundong's finger, and his whole person seemed to be hit by a high-speed train. His body suddenly flew out, and lost within sight.
The voices of the people around them who were still cheering were suddenly stuck in their throats. Everyone looked at Li Yundong as if they had seen a monster. They were frightened and shocked. They did not dare to say anything more.
Li Yundong looked around and said, "Are there no other reception monks in Shingon?"
At this time, everyone was frightened by Li Yundong. In addition, they were ordinary people, so no one dared to speak. For a moment, they all looked away and didn't dare to look at Li Yundong.
Xiangtian, who was standing to the side, boldly said, "It seems that he's the only one here. Do you need someone to report? I can help you!"
Li Yundong glanced at her and nodded slightly, saying, "Well, you can go and pass on what I just said to Masako Tachibana."
Xiangtian was overjoyed. She jumped up in the excitement and shouted, "yes"
This was a place where even the best reporters of the NHK Group were not allowed to enter. I actually went in! If I can get first-hand information and go back to upgrade my salary, isn't it ironclad?
Seeing Xiangtian rushing in a hurry, Li Yundong is unable to stifle a laugh and shaking his head. He stood with his hands clasped behind his back, like a pine tree standing upright in front of everyone's eyes. It seemed that he didn't care about anyone and closed his eyes to rest.
The surrounding Japanese reporters were so angry that their teeth were itching. However, some female reporters secretly took photos of Li Yundong and secretly sighed in their hearts, "Anyway, he dares to come here alone. He is really an amazing person!"
After Xiangtian rushed into the courtyard, she quickly looked around and saw that it was extremely wide. She turned a few corners and met two patrolling monks. She quickly went up to them and told them what had happened at the door.
When the two monks heard this, they were furious. One of them was about to rush to the door, but was quickly pulled back by his companion and whispered something in his ear. When the monk heard this, he immediately turned his head and walked inside with him.
Xiangtian see the two people leave quickly, even ignore her. Her eyes turn around, simply also follow secretly continue to go deep into the inside.
Li Yundong, who was waiting at the door, was calm and relaxed. However, the surrounding Japanese reporters were a little impatient and began to whisper to each other. Just as they were talking, they suddenly heard an angry voice coming from the courtyard. "Li Yundong, how dare you! How dare you hurt the people of our Mount Koya here!"
When the crowd heard this, they immediately looked in the direction of the voice and saw a young monk wearing a purple cassock and carrying two monks holding Vajra Pestle rushing over angrily.
"Oh, the youngest and most promising monk-Saionji Tsunekatsu in Shingon!" A knowledgeable reporter couldn't help exclaiming in a low voice.
Some reporters deliberately shouted loudly, " Saionji Tsunekatsu, give this guy a lesson. He is really..."
Before they could finish their words, Li Jiandong suddenly opened his eyes, and a sharp light flashed in his eyes. He stopped and flew out like a cannonball. In an instant, he appeared less than three inches in front of the Saionji Tsunekatsu!
When Li Jiandong stood quietly in the previous place, everyone only felt that he was as quiet as a statue or a high mountain. But at this time, this Chinese suddenly burst out. His momentum was like a raging wind and a raging fire, and his movements were like thunder falling from the sky!
Saionji Tsunekatsu had never expected that not only did Li Yundong dare to hurt people in the core area of Mount Koya but he also dared to hurt him!
This was simply outrageous!
But it just so happened that Li Yundong made his move in a place and time that no one could have imagined!!
There was only an inch of a fight between masters!
Li Jiandong's cultivation was above that of Saionji Tsunekatsu. At this time, after he had comprehended the realm, he was even more powerful. His movement was as fast as lightning. Saionji Tsunekatsu sees Li Yundong as if moving instantaneously. Li Yundong appeared in front of him and took his palm on the top of his head!
This palm seemed to have sucked in all the surrounding air in an instant, forming a vacuum vortex. The power was so strong that it moved so fast that the surrounding air was distorted.
Saionji Tsunekatsu was shocked. With a shout, he lifted his hands up!
And the two monks next to him also reacted very quickly. They threw the Vajra Pestle in their hands to Li Yundong.
"If you dare to rob us of our treasures on the ground of our country, why wouldn't I dare to beat you damn!" Li Yundong shouted and didn't dodge at all. His palm forcibly met with the palm of the West Garden Temple. Suddenly, there was a loud bang. The place where their palms were about to touch suddenly released a powerful airflow, instantly blowing the two monks beside him to the side.
Li Yundong's blood was surging all over his body, and his Zhenqi was pouring out like a flood. His palm, like Mount Tai, was slowly pressing toward the forehead of Saionji Tsunekatsu.
The bones of all over Saionji Tsunekatsu's body cracked, as if there was a huge force pressing down on his head, making his legs tremble and his arms bend little by little. His handsome face became distorted.
"Kneel down and apologize to me!" Li Yundong glared at him and once again increased his strength with his palm. He shouted angrily, "In addition, hand over the Medicine King Tripod! Otherwise, I will smash you into meat paste!"
After he shouted with a loud voice, he was full of power, and suddenly pressed Saionji Tsunekatsu to his knees, and there was a crackling bone breaking sound, and then Chang Sheng knelt down in front of Li Yundong with a pop.
At this time, everyone on the scene was scared stiff. They couldn't believe their eyes!
The young sengzheng of the Shingon was knocked down to his knees in the blink of an eye!