Peerless Conceited Cultivator

"There's still a hero saving the beauty? Moriyama Kento, kill this blind person and then force this girl! "    

    

"Chinese people are still just sick husbands in East Asia! I heard that their primary and secondary school's physical education was cancelled and their physical fitness was poor, so they couldn't even withstand a single blow! "    

    

"They are just a bunch of sheep. They have lost all their courage for a long time, and we, the Oriental people, are like tigers and wolves. We can only eat them!" Those Japanese s once again waved their wine bottles and shouted loudly, they were extremely arrogant.    

    

"Alright! "Country!" Moriyama Kento laughed, then closed in on Yang Pann, laughing sinisterly, his killing intent surging.    

    

"So you're called a bitch?" You are so cheap! Then, I will show you the blood! "    

    

Yang Pann lit up a cigarette and took a long drag. He let out a cloud of smoke on Moriyama Kento's face and mocked in disdain.    

    

"Eight!" Moriyama Kento screamed and threw a punch fiercely at Yang Pann's face.    

    

Although this kid is a foreign businessman, he admires the spirit of the martial dao. Moreover, he is also a famous warrior of Dongyang's Bei Chen One Sword Style. He is quite knowledgeable in the way of the sword, so his skills are not weak. This punch actually made a few air-piercing sounds when it landed.    

    

But Moriyama Kento only felt his vision blur, and the punch missed. Just as he was about to retreat, he felt a sharp pain in his crotch, and had already been kicked by Yang Pann.    

    

AHH!" "It hurts, it hurts!    

    

Moriyama Kento screamed miserably, his eyes popping out as he hugged his crotch area while jumping up and down like a toad on a hot pan.    

    

"With this little bit of kung fu of yours, you want to force your way through? I'm guessing your cup of wine will be too hard for a man!" Yang Pann laughed at her schadenfreude.    

    

Moriyama Kento felt that his balls had probably been broken by Yang Pann. It was so painful that he had almost suffocated.    

    

Without even needing him to remind him, that guy called Nonomiya had already picked up a high chair and silently walked behind Yang Pann, swinging it in a circle and smashed it towards the back of Yang Pann's head.    

    

"What a long life!" Yang Pann could tell his position from listening to the wind, and didn't even turn around. He immediately turned around and swung his leg, hitting the chair.    

    

Bang! With a loud sound, the chair was instantly shattered into countless pieces, and Kuang Ye's head was hit by Yang Pann's whip and flung up into the air like a ball of cotton. He then heavily smashed into the wall, and fell to the ground.    

    

"You're called Nonomiya?" "Hur hur, I'll make you 'puke' now!"    

    

Yang Pann slowly walked over, and stepped on the field with one foot. He ground it with all his strength, but his handsome face still maintained his harmless smile.    

    

"Eight!"    

    

As an investor, in China, he had always been worshipped by the government as a god. He had never been subjected to such humiliation before.    

    

"Hehe, you're still scolding people, I won't let you finish scolding me!" Yang Pann smiled lightly, and then fiercely kicked Tu Ye's lower abdomen.    

    

"Ao! Ao! Ao!" It hurts, it hurts! "Ugh –!" Suddenly, he opened his mouth and a yellow arrow shot out. The seafood abalones he had just eaten were all worth a lot as they were all spat out.    

    

"Bajra, I'm going to kill you!" At this time, Moriyama Kento had already pulled out his blade, and with a few small steps, he approached Yang Pann. He raised the blade up high, and with a flash of cold light, he slashed down towards Yang Pann's head.    

    

Ah!" "Be careful!    

    

"Cheap Shot!" Behind him! "    

    

"This Japanese —" The surrounding customers and attendants all cried out. They were angry but also worried.    

    

They did not expect the Japanese to be so barbaric, and actually use blades publicly. Wasn't he trying to kill someone? This was too much.    

    

Yang Pann had long heard of the sharp blade wind, and a trace of anger finally surfaced in his heart. This group of bastards, not only did they want to flirt with his aunt, they even wanted to publicly kill him!    

    

Since they were so arrogant, it could be seen that they had done this kind of thing quite a few times before. They had already gotten used to it. Just whose world was this?    

    

In the next moment, Yang Pann casually waved his hand, and with a jangling sound, his katana flew straight up, slashing through the air.    

    

Snatch! The katana stabbed into the pillar ten meters away. Half of the blade was stuck inside. The lower half of the blade was still trembling and it emitted a slight buzzing sound.    

    

This scene left everyone dumbstruck. Waves of shock raged in their hearts, and all of them stared, tongue-tied as they gasped.    

    

No one could clearly see how Yang Pann made his move, but the katana was directly sent flying!    

    

If it wasn't for the humming sound emitted by the katana, no one would have been able to find the katana because the katana flew out too quickly, as fast as lightning, surpassing the limits of what the human eye could discern!    

    

Speed! Yang Pann's speed was incomparable!    

    

Furthermore, that pillar was originally made of concrete and was as sturdy as a boulder. However, it was actually pierced by Yang Pann's blade, how powerful was Yang Pann's strength!    

    

Moriyama Kento's face was ashen. Everything that had just happened seemed like a nightmare to him, but what happened just now, was real!    

    

He was sure that Yang Pann's hand was on his blade just now, but Yang Pann's hand was safe and sound, while his katana flew out!    

    

So what if you've trained in the path of the sword for more than ten years? He was known as one of the top ten experts in the world, so what if he lost in the East Ocean? In front of this delicate and pretty youth, his katana simply didn't have the slightest bit of lethality. It was even inferior to a burning stick.    

    

"Kneel down, and learn to bark at this daddy. Apologize to this beauty! Otherwise, this daddy will really let you, this slut, see blood! "    

    

Yang Pann held onto a cigarette with his left hand and picked up a bottle of beer from the table beside him with his right hand. With a flick of his thumb, he opened the bottle and took a sip from it as he smiled.    

    

"My god, he's so handsome! I'm in love with him! "    

    

The young lady on the seat, who was looking at Yang Pann, immediately became infatuated. She was filled with admiration and adoration as she asked with an intoxicated expression.    

    

"We, the Asians, will never surrender! "I am the most important foreign businessman in your government. If you dare to even touch me, the police will arrest you!"    

    

Moriyama Kento threatened while roaring, but he was obviously trying to act tough while feeling weak inside. He was drenched in cold sweat and trembling, he had already taken a few steps back.    

    

"Haha, you are threatening me? "Is there no such word as' afraid 'in the dictionary of my life?" Yang Pann lightly flicked the cigarette that was half smoked.    

    

The cigarette accurately fell into Moriyama Kento's clothes that were opened wide, and a burnt smell pervaded out. Moriyama Kento was burnt to a crisp, and he started to shout out loud.    

    

In the next moment, Yang Pann suddenly moved. He reached out his left hand and grabbed Moriyama Kento's hair, smashing him onto the marble table one after another. The snow-white tablecloth was immediately covered in patches of glaring red.    

    

"Ba Ke, let go of me!"    

    

Moriyama Kento was knocked unconscious. He gritted his teeth in pain and howled like a pig being butchered. He supported himself on the table with both hands and struggled.    

    

With his right hand, Yang Pann lightly knocked the beer bottle on the table. The glass shattered and the yellow liquid also flowed out, leaving only a small part of the glass bottle to form a glass dagger.    

    

In an instant, all of this was completed in the time it took to breathe. In the next moment, the half of the bottle was inserted into his palm at lightning speed!    

    

Ahh!" Moriyama Kento was in so much pain that his whole body spasmed and convulsed, he grimaced, his eyes rolled back, and he almost fainted.    

    

"Learn to bark like a dog!" Kneel down and apologize! Otherwise, I will give you another chance! " Yang Pann pulled out the beer bottle with a smile on his face, but his eyes were extremely cold.    

    

"Lady, I'm sorry! I was wrong! I am a dog! "    

    

Moriyama Kento was finally afraid of being beaten up. He was afraid that if he gave Yang Pann another beating, he would be able to mutter "woof woof woof" like a dog.    

    

"Hua Hua Hua!"    

    

The surrounding crowd clapped once again. They were beaming with joy, and their faces were flushed with excitement as they began to discuss among themselves.    

    

"Hahaha, this is too good! This Japanese, has a time to cower! "    

    

"What kung fu spirit? Ha!" Even when encountering a truly strong person, you still have to kneel down and bark like a dog! "    

    

"This young lad is too impressive, too valiant, he actually made the little Japanese kneel down and beg for mercy, men, such a valiant and pure man! I submit! "    

    

"It's time to fight! These little Japanese are too arrogant, they do not know how high the sky is and how deep the earth is, under the leadership of the Party, our China's economy is prosperous, our society is harmonious and stable, they have already stood up, standing proudly in the world's national forest, do they still think that is a few decades ago? "    

    

"Little Japanese is too weak, she's too weak!"    

    

Yang Pann laughed in a mocking manner and released his hand. Moriyama Kento slid down like a dead dog and collapsed onto the ground.    

    

"Wuwuwu —!" The sound of sirens came from far away, and the two police cars stopped in front of the dining hall in the blink of an eye. There was also an Audi with a government photo.    

    

A middle-aged man, who wore a white shirt and black trousers, with a head full of fat and a big back, hurriedly rushed in.    

    

"Aiya! "Mister Sen Shan!"    

    

When he saw Moriyama Kento's miserable state, he cried out in shock and pain, as though he was his father's dead father. He rushed over, strangled him, breathed him in, and called for an ambulance.    

    

After a while, Moriyama Kento woke up. However, he had been beaten up too badly by Yang Pann, he could only exhale heavily and not take a breather.    

    

"I'm the director of the City Recruitment Office. From now on, no one is allowed to leave!"    

    

The official threw his work pass onto the table and jumped three feet into the air. Who injured our respected foreign businessmen? This is our mayor's honored guest! Hurry up and come out, wait for the law to punish you, I'm definitely going to shoot you! "    

    

Hearing that, everyone was shocked, and looked at Yang Pann with a sympathetic gaze. Previously, this brother of his was fighting to his heart's content, but now he has started to get involved!    

    

So the Japanese had some background? No wonder he was so arrogant, forcing a woman from a good family, and also wanted to draw his sword and kill him in front of everyone!    

    

From the looks of it, Yang Pann was going to be in trouble this time! He was definitely finished!    

    

"I did, what's wrong?"    

    

Yang Pann was not afraid of being called in as the head of the Dojo of Limits. He, Ye Zhentian and Old Master Lin had already sent a message to the Dojo of Limits.    

    

At this time, under the escort of a few police officers, the handsome Ling Shuanghua walked in quickly. Her gaze landed on Yang Pann and frowned, saying: "It's you again, Yang Pann! Can't you just let us have some peace of mind? "Handcuffed!"