Chapter 445 - 444: A Barbarian Nation Dares to Be Arrogant in My Great Xia Empire

Chapter 445: Chapter 444: A Barbarian Nation Dares to Be Arrogant in My Great Xia Empire

Everyone present was stunned. They had never imagined this Kawashima would be so powerful.

Ogawa Jiro looked at Long Ao and chuckled derisively. "Is that all you’ve got?"

The words had barely left his lips when an aged voice rang out from the entrance. "Don’t be so arrogant. Let me deal with him!"

An old man with a white beard and hair entered, his hands clasped behind his back.

It was none other than the Great Xia Empire’s Dragon Guardian, Xuanyuan Cheng.

Upon seeing Xuanyuan Cheng, Murong Jue hurried over, his voice filled with shame. "Master, I have disgraced you!"

Xuanyuan Cheng replied serenely, "It’s nothing. Leave this to me."

Nearby, Ogawa Jiro looked at Xuanyuan Cheng and spoke with contempt. "Allow me to introduce him. Mr. Kawashima is already a Tier Nine Martial God. His command of Ninja Art is sublime, making him unstoppable. Are you certain you want to make a move?"

Xuanyuan Cheng chuckled. "’Unstoppable,’ you say? I’d very much like to see that for myself."

Ogawa Jiro gave a sinister smile. "Mr. Kawashima, just try to go easy on him."

Kawashima sneered. "Understood."

With that, his body flickered and he vanished instantly.

Murong Jue quickly cried out a warning, "Master, be careful! His Ninja Art is incredible!"

The words had barely faded when Xuanyuan Cheng unleashed a flurry of punches. Hundreds of fist images materialized around him. In the next instant, a muffled grunt echoed from thin air, and a figure was sent flying sideways, crashing heavily to the ground and vomiting mouthfuls of blood.

"Mr. Kawashima!" Ogawa Jiro cried out in alarm.

Then, Xuanyuan Cheng looked down at the fallen Kawashima and said calmly, "I may not be able to see through your Ninja Art, but my cultivation level is higher than yours. I simply overwhelmed you with raw power. What could you possibly do about it?"

Hearing this, Ogawa Jiro’s expression turned frigid. He stared at Xuanyuan Cheng and sneered, "How arrogant. Let’s see how long that lasts."

He then turned to the tall, black-clad man behind him and said respectfully, "Master Tokugawa, it seems I must trouble you to intervene today."

The tall man in black, Tokugawa, nodded slightly and took a step forward. Looking at Xuanyuan Cheng, he spoke with disdain. "Show me what you’ve got. I’ll give you one chance."

Seeing how arrogant Tokugawa was, even the exceptionally composed Xuanyuan Cheng couldn’t suppress a surge of anger. He looked at Tokugawa and chuckled. "Fine. Let’s see what you’re made of."

With that, he raised his right fist and threw a fierce punch toward Tokugawa.

A solid fist imprint materialized in the air, reaching Tokugawa in the blink of an eye.

The Chief Eunuch in the back sneered. "The Dragon Guardian is the foremost expert in our Great Xia. He has already reached the level of a Tier One Martial Immortal. You want to act arrogantly before him? You’re not worthy!"

The words had barely left his lips when Tokugawa raised his right hand, palm out, and thrust it forward. A massive palm print materialized to meet the incoming fist.

With an earth-shattering BOOM, the fist imprint shattered. The palm strike reached Xuanyuan Cheng in an instant, slamming into his body.

Xuanyuan Cheng grunted as he was sent flying backward. He crashed into the wall so hard that he was embedded in it, vomiting mouthfuls of blood.

Heavily wounded in a single blow.

Everyone present stared at Tokugawa, their eyes filled with utter disbelief.

This was Xuanyuan Cheng, the Dragon Guardian of Great Xia, a peerless master who had reached the realm of a Tier One Martial Immortal! Yet he couldn’t even withstand a single blow from Tokugawa before being utterly defeated. Just how terrifying was this man?

Tokugawa looked at Xuanyuan Cheng and spoke indifferently. "Do you know my cultivation level? Tier Three Martial Immortal. An ant like you, a mere Tier One Martial Immortal, dares to act so impudently before me? Are you even worthy?"

A wave of helplessness washed over everyone present as they stared at Tokugawa. A Tier Three Martial Immortal... in the entire Great Xia Empire, who could possibly stand against him?

’Is this a complete defeat today?’

At that moment, Ogawa Jiro, standing behind, looked at Long Ao and chuckled.

"Your Imperial Majesty, what was it you said? ’If one lacks the strength, their fate is not their own.’ Well, I’m returning those words to you. Isn’t it about time you handed over the South Sea Islands?"

Seeing Long Ao’s dark expression and his silence, a cold glint flashed in Ogawa Jiro’s eyes. He glanced at Tokugawa, then pointed at Long Ao and chuckled.

"It seems His Imperial Majesty’s head isn’t quite clear. Why don’t you help him clear it up?"

Tokugawa nodded and advanced menacingly on Long Ao.

Everyone’s eyes instantly turned bloodshot. ’Are they resorting to coercion by force?’

But just then, a calm voice drifted in from outside. "A nation of barbarians dares to act so arrogantly in my Great Xia Empire? Who gave you the nerve?"

As the voice faded, a man strode in, his hands clasped behind his back.

Ye Feng had arrived.

Seeing Ye Feng, Long Ao laughed in relief. "Prince Consort, you couldn’t have come at a better time!"

Ye Feng said calmly, "Leave this arrogant piece of trash to me."

"Haha..." The words had barely left Ye Feng’s lips when Ogawa Jiro burst into wild laughter. "Leave it to you? A mere ant dares to talk so big? Are you even worthy?

Since you’re courting death, I’ll be happy to oblige!"

He then looked at Tokugawa and said in a cold voice, "Master, cripple him!"

Before he had even finished speaking, the nearby Kawashima spoke with contempt. "Why trouble the Master with an ant like this? Leave him to me. I’ll personally twist his head off!"

With that, he swaggered in front of Ye Feng, then suddenly raised his fist and brought it smashing down toward Ye Feng’s temple.