Like Donghai Martial Arts Academy, Kyoto Martial Arts Academy also had several training grounds, among which was a main training ground located in the heart of the academy.
In the center of the main training ground was an open space measuring one hundred meters in length and width, surrounded by stands, primarily used for holding events.
The martial arts practical sparring between Donghai Martial Arts Academy and Kyoto Martial Arts Academy would take place in this training ground.
When the bus carrying the delegation of teachers and students from Donghai Martial Arts Academy stopped outside the martial arts field, the teachers and students of Kyoto Martial Arts Academy were already waiting at the martial arts field.
In addition, some prominent figures from the Japanese martial arts world, including Miyahihiro and Sato Tenichi, had also arrived at the martial arts field.
They were not only there to witness Kyoto Martial Arts Academy students defeat Donghai Martial Arts Academy students in martial arts practical sparring but also to witness Akita Hideko kill Jiang Wuming!
"Dean Xia, President Miyahihiro, Dean Akita Shingen, and the renowned figures from the Japanese martial arts world have arrived. They and our academy's teachers and students are waiting for your entry."
Miyamoto Jōi, accompanied by two teachers, waited at the entrance of the martial arts field. Upon seeing Xia Xueqin and others alight from the bus, he stepped forward and said.
"Dean Miyamoto, it seems the Japanese martial arts world attaches great importance to this event," Xia Xueqin said sarcastically.
"Indeed, it's a rare opportunity to exchange with Donghai Martial Arts Academy," Miyamoto Jōi said with a smile.
"Is that so?"
Xia Xueqin sneered, "Why do I feel that you want to use this opportunity to step on Donghai Martial Arts Academy and the Chinese martial arts world? Of course, more importantly, you want to kill Jiang Wuming, right?"
"Dean Xia, you do have a sense of humor." Miyamoto Jōi's smile froze.
This time, Xia Xueqin said nothing more.
Miyamoto Jōi also wisely kept his mouth shut, then saw Jiang Wuming alight from the bus with Huangfu Weixia, Xia Dong, and Wu Fan.
Among them, Huangfu Weixia, Xia Dong, and Wu Fan all appeared angry, clearly holding back their frustration.
Jiang Wuming, however, was as calm as ever. He did not acknowledge Miyamoto Jōi, nor did he even glance at him.
Afterward, when all the teachers and students of the Donghai Martial Arts Academy delegation had disembarked, Miyamoto Jōi made a gesture of invitation and led the way, with Xia Xueqin leading Jiang Wuming and the others into the martial arts field.
"The Donghai Martial Arts Academy delegation has arrived!"
"Jiang Wuming, Japan is not a place for you to cause trouble. This will be your grave!"
"Today, we will let you witness the power of Ninjutsu—tremble, Chinese martial arts world!"
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As Jiang Wuming and the others entered the martial arts field, the students of Kyoto Martial Arts Academy in the stands shouted in unison, their voices shaking the heavens, filled with arrogance.
Crack!
Including Huangfu Weixia and Xia Dong, all the students of Donghai Martial Arts Academy, upon hearing the earth-shattering mockery and shouts, clenched their fists in anger. Da Feng Novel Network.
Yan Xin and the other teachers from Donghai Martial Arts Academy had grim expressions.
Even Xia Xueqin frowned!
At the same time, several prominent figures from the Japanese martial arts world, including Miyahihiro and Sato Tenichi, turned their gaze towards Jiang Wuming.
Jiang Wuming sensed their attention but paid no heed, merely following behind Xia Xueqin with a calm expression.
"Dean Xia, shall I escort you to greet President Miyahihiro and the others?"
Miyamoto Jōi, noticing the gazes of Miyahihiro and the others, suggested to Xia Xueqin.
"When the students of Kyoto Martial Arts Academy welcome us in such a manner, you still want me to greet Miyahihiro? Has the Chinese martial arts world declined, or has the Japanese martial arts world become arrogant?!"
Xia Xueqin stopped, gathered her qi, and her voice boomed like thunder, directly suppressing the clamor.
"—"
Miyamoto Jōi's face changed, and he was momentarily at a loss for words.
"What's so great about the Chinese martial arts world?"
"That's right, eighty years ago, when the empire invaded China, why didn't you clamor then?"
"Old woman, today, we will trample Donghai Martial Arts Academy and the Chinese martial arts world under our feet!!"
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Concurrently, the students of Kyoto Martial Arts Academy, as if provoked, became agitated again and shouted loudly.
"Quiet!"
Akita Shingen suddenly let out a low command, once again silencing the entire venue, then said, "Dean Xia, there's no need for greetings. As for your question of whether the Chinese martial arts world has declined or the Japanese martial arts world has become arrogant, let's see the outcome of the martial arts practical sparring!"
"Finally, you've shed your disguise and revealed your ugly face?"
Xia Xueqin said coldly upon hearing this, "Then let the results speak!"
With that, Xia Xueqin ceased her chatter, withdrew her gaze, and led Jiang Wuming and the others to the designated area for the Donghai Martial Arts Academy delegation.
Simultaneously, several small drones rose into the air, hovering above the martial arts field. Equipped with cameras, Kyoto Martial Arts Academy would broadcast the martial arts practical sparring between the two academies and the life-and-death battle between Jiang Wuming and Akita Hideko in its entirety!
Then, as the teachers and students of Donghai Martial Arts Academy took their seats, a teacher from Kyoto Martial Arts Academy entered the open space at the center of the martial arts field with Matsunaga Kyūshū.
The former was a Two-Star War God.
According to the arrangements for the martial arts exchange event, to ensure the safety of the students during the martial arts practical sparring, both academies would send a Two-Star War God to the martial arts field for rescue.
If a participating student's life was in danger during the practical martial arts drill, the teacher of that student's side would be required to intervene and rescue them.
"Please welcome the teachers and participating students from Donghai Martial Arts Academy to the stage!"
After the Kyoto Martial Arts Academy teacher took his position, he scanned the area where the Donghai Martial Arts Academy teachers and students were located and spoke.
As his words fell, under the gaze of everyone present, Yan Xin and Xia Dong stood up in unison.
"Go, Xia Dong sister!"
All the students of Donghai Martial Arts Academy, including Jiang Wuming and Huangfu Weixia, cheered for Xia Dong.
Xia Dong, abandoning her usual lively demeanor, nodded seriously at everyone and then cast a meaningful glance at Jiang Wuming, as if silently telling him: I will win the first match!
Having done so, she ascended the martial arts field with Yan Xin.
"Oh my god, Donghai Martial Arts Academy actually sent a loli?"
"Senior Matsunaga Kyūshū, please be gentle, don't let the loli from Donghai Martial Arts Academy lose too badly!"
"Yes, Senior Matsunaga Kyūshū, this loli is very beautiful, treat her well!"
"Hahaha..."
After Xia Dong appeared, the students of Kyoto Martial Arts Academy were first stunned, then spoke up in teasing remarks, and finally burst into laughter, as if they had already seen Xia Dong defeated by Matsunaga Kyūshū!
Facing all this, Xia Dong remained silent. She simply followed Yan Xin, walking step by step towards the center of the martial arts field, and finally stood thirty meters apart from Matsunaga Kyūshū, awaiting the start of the martial arts practical sparring.
"Both sides are in position, prepare to begin!"
Seeing this, the Kyoto Martial Arts Academy's Two-Star War God first glanced at Yan Xin. Upon seeing Yan Xin nod, he reminded Xia Dong and Matsunaga Kyūshū.
Upon hearing this, Matsunaga Kyūshū looked Xia Dong up and down. Dressed in a white robe and with her hair in a ponytail, he chuckled lewdly, "Little girl, don't be afraid, I'll take good care of you."
"One sword shall sever you!"
Xia Dong said coldly, with only four words.
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