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Aki and Temujin nodded grimly. “Who else is there?” Temujin asked. “Well, there’s your old enemy Ganzorig. There’s this bomb expert and firebug, Zonghuo. Lastly, there’s Zaterra who’s a… nobody. He doesn’t have any clan or ki powers because he was an orphan from the Far West. He wields crescent moon knives and claims to be the pioneer of a technique he calls the Drunken Fist. Personally, I think it’s just his excuse to drink a lot.”

Instead, he respectfully walked up to the patron saint, put his palms together, and knelt down on both knees. "Master, have you finally revealed your true identity over the years?" he asked in a slightly excited voice. Everyone was stunned. They didn't expect that Ju Yuanzhong, known as Korea Go Buddha, would kneel down to the patron saint and call him Master. Everyone was stunned. Ju Yuanzhong kowtowed heavily, and then looked at the other juniors present and said coldly, "Don't worry. I will explain it to you one by one." "Master was just outside, and I've heard everyone's conversation. If you want to defeat the Sky Country with Go, you must have come out of the mountain, right?"

replied Gerald in a casual tone. “I see… I go by Futaba Fujiko, and I’m part of Japan’s special forces. I’m here to participate in a special forces competition. Unfortunately, I somehow ended up getting sneak attacked by enemies of my family. Had you not stepped in, I would’ve surely died back there…” explained Fujiko as she shook her head.

"Mia's had a brutal month. Her father's health hasn't been good, and she's been taking extra shifts. I thought it would be nice." The word sat between us, clean and harmless, as if what he had done could be folded small enough to fit inside it. "That island was important to me," I said. "I know." He squeezed my hand, and his voice lowered into the tone he used when calming anxious patients. "But it's not going anywhere. We can go another time." Another time. I looked down at our hands. His fingers were warm around mine, steady and sure, as if he still had the right to soothe the pain he had caused.

Unable to suppress his injuries, he spat out a mouthful of blood. Goyo’s reputation as the leader of the Five Path Emperors and strongest of the Greater Realms was indeed well-deserved. After James entered the Zenthur Rank, not even Xanthakos could inflict such grave damage upon him. On the other hand, Goyo’s condition was not faring any better. As the shockwaves spread, his long flowing hair was disheveled and his white robe was torn. Injured by their confrontation, he also spat out a few mouthfuls of blood.

Her white uniform set off her fair skin, making her look even more seductive. “It’s okay. Experts like him must have strong pride. Without pride, one cannot be the strongest. I finally understand why the Refined Blade Dojo can stand firm in Riverbank for so long. It’s because of you, Murao Hokujo. You are the treasure of this dojo,” Aiden said. “Treasure of the dojo? I like the way you put it,” Reiko said with a smile. “Actually, Murao isn’t the face of our dojo. It’s actually Jiro Sakamoto. He and his brother, Taro, are the youngest of us all who became grandmaster in kendo.

Yoana showed a peculiar look in her eyes, then quietly whispered, “Sir York, according to my intel, Mitchell is completely enraged now. “Not only is he coming here, he even invited an expert from the Shinkage Way along. “I heard that person is a true God of War. “Please be careful. Gods of War from the Island Nations are all grandmasters of Kendo! They’re hard to deal with!” “A grandmaster of Kendo from the Island Nations? A God of War?” Harvey gave a thought to the situation. “Who are you talking about exactly?” “The Sword Saint of the Shinkage Way, Miyata Shinosuke! “He’s a true God of War. “I heard that he already took off. He’ll arrive with Mitchell tomorrow.

After that, she sighed before she turned around to leave. *** At this moment, in the Aurous International Hotel. Jiro had just finished taking a shower in his room. He leisurely poured himself a cup of whiskey before he sat on the sofa in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows as he looked at the night view of Aurous Hill in contentment. The reason why he was in such a good mood was because the amount of attention people were paying to the International University Combat and Fighting Championship had already broken the records in Oskia. This also made the popularity of the Kobayashi Stomach Pill soar to greater heights.

He howled and told his backstory, “I’ll talk, I’ll talk. I’m an elder from Gokudo Soshiki, Kenji Miyagi, and am Ono Yohei’s master.” Ono Yohei? Alex thought for a moment before he finally remembered the name. Wasn’t that the guy with the bead that allowed him to have extremely high mental power? He hummed and then asked, “Why have you come to America? Did you come here to avenge your disciple?” Kenji had no desire for revenge anymore, he only gave a bitter smile without a sound.

I'm home. And it's enough for forever. END VOLUME 3: GOALIE