After getting out of the car, Taro Iwasaki crossed the cordon, but instead of climbing the mountain directly, he stopped.

Soon, another train fleet slowly approached from afar.

If you look closely, those car windows have very special badges tattooed on them.

In the crowd, there was an old pedant with thick eyes, who couldn't help but exclaim:

"Sasa-gentian pattern! This is the symbol of Seiwa Genji!"

As soon as these words came out, it was like a boulder smashing into the calm water, stirring up a thousand waves and causing an uproar in the field.

The faces of many passers-by were full of stunned that could not be concealed.

Seiwa Genji is one of the four oldest and most noble families in the Wa Kingdom.

Gen, Ping, Vine, Tangerine!

These four surnames, born from the imperial family of the Japanese Kingdom, are all the heirs of the emperor, with a transcendent status and incomparable dignity, and have been inherited to this day for thousands of years.

In the Genji clan, there have been countless heroes, dominating one side and holding great power.

And this Sasa-gentian pattern is the symbol of the Genji clan, symbolizing the supreme glory, second only to the "sixteen-petal eight-fold chrysanthemum pattern" of the Japanese imperial family.

In terms of financial resources, the Genji family may not be comparable to the Mitsubishi Foundation.

But in high society, the Mitsubishi consortium is nothing more than a newly rising nouveau riche with no background, despised by others, and completely incomparable to Genji.

Soon, a silver-haired old man walked out, it was the current head of the Genji family, Minamoto Yoshimitsu.

Minamoto Yoshimitsu walked up to Taro Iwasaki, nodded, said hello, and then turned around and maintained a standing position, as if waiting for some big shot.

The arrival of these two bigwigs is not the end, but only the beginning.

For the next half hour, luxury cars were in the clouds.

The chairmen of the Sumitomo, Yasuda, and Mitsui Foundations, who are on a par with the Mitsubishi Foundation, the presidents of major underground associations, and even cabinet ministers

These big people, who are not accessible to ordinary people at all, come one after another, and all of them converge here.

Pull one out at random, they are all big people who call for wind and rain, stomp their feet, and the entire country will tremble!

At first, the passers-by were amazed, but by the end, they were all numb.

For a while, the same doubt arose in everyone's hearts

What is sacred that can make so many bigwigs respectfully wait here?

Even if it's the emperor, I'm afraid he won't be able to make such a big battle!

You must know that under the current system of the Wakoku Kingdom, although the emperor is the nominal head of state, his power has been greatly weakened.

The energy that these bigwigs in the field can use far exceeds that of the royal family.

At this moment, a ten-year-old boy walked slowly from afar.

The sun shone on his face, his eyebrows were full of heroism, a faint smile hung on the corner of his mouth, and his body revealed a special temperament.

This kind of temperament is not as domineering as those rich children, nor is it the unangry and powerful of the superiors, but a kind of detachment, as if he is above the top of all living beings, looking down on the world, arrogant and arrogant, and there is nothing in the world that can enter his eyes.

There is no doubt that this young man is Ye Fan who came to the appointment.

Even if they were separated by a certain distance, after seeing Ye Fan appear, the dozens of bigwigs at the foot of the mountain were all silent, as if they were facing a great enemy.

The atmosphere in the venue was immediately depressing.

The passers-by in the distance were confused and didn't know why, but they were also infected, and they all held their breath and didn't even dare to come out.

"Kick, kick, kick!"

Ye Fan quickened his pace and walked towards the foot of the mountain, his steps were not fast, but they were like a dragon walking like a tiger, revealing supreme majesty.

Ten meters in front of the group of bigwigs, Ye Fan finally stood still, his eyes were like electricity, and he scanned the audience.

The next moment, there was an unbelievable scene in the field

The chairmen of the four major chaebols, the presidents of the major underground organizations, and many high-powered bigwigs, all of them had their noble heads underground, leaned down at a ninety-degree angle, and bowed to Ye Fan.

That humble appearance is like a humble subject who is meeting the supreme king.

"Shhh

In the distance, those passers-by couldn't help but gasp, and their bodies shook violently, like an electric shock, and their hearts set off a monstrous wave, and they were so surprised that they couldn't help it.

This scene in the field caused an unprecedented visual impact on them.

They never expected that so many top bigwigs would gather here, and they were waiting for a ten-year-old boy.

If this matter spreads, I am afraid it will cause a sensation.

Immediately afterwards, countless Japanese bigwigs said in unison:

"Meet Sect Master Ye!"

Seeing this, Ye Fan was calm as usual, his face did not change, and he looked like a matter of course.

Prior to this, the name of "Ye Beichen" had already resounded throughout the Wa Kingdom.

Stepping on the sixteen martial arts halls, a sword roaring the ocean, and bloodbathing the major family sects

These events have made Ye Fan's prestige reach its peak.

If it weren't for the Sword Saint Source Musashi, they probably wouldn't even have the courage to face Ye Fan directly.

You must know that in the face of absolute power, any money and power are fragile and vulnerable.

Even now, if Ye Fan kills on a large scale, they have no chance of surviving, even Gen Musashi can't save them.

It was precisely because of this that they were so respectful to Ye Fan and did not dare to offend.

In the crowd, a cabinet minister walked out, looked at Ye Fan and said respectfully, "Sect Master Ye, Lord Sword Saint is waiting for you on the top of the mountain!"

"Oh"

Ye Fan said lightly, and at the same time raised his head, his deep gaze seemed to be able to penetrate the clouds.

Even from a distance of thousands of meters, he could feel the existence of a peerless powerhouse on the top of the mountain.

That powerful aura enveloped the entire Mount Fuji, and a radius of dozens of miles seemed to be affected by this aura.

"Boom!"

The next moment, Ye Fan no longer deliberately suppressed it, and the vast and surging momentum burst out like a hidden dragon soaring into the abyss, soaring straight into the sky, wanting to compete with the sky.

"Plop!"

"Plop!"

"Plop!"

Under the influence of this momentum, everyone at the foot of the mountain seemed to be drained of all their strength, and they all crawled on the ground, trembling, every inch of skin, every muscle, and every bone was under great pressure, and there was no resistance at all.

However, Ye Fan's eyes did not stay on these ordinary people for long.

He took a step, not forward, but upward, his body was forcibly raised seven or eight meters high, as if stepping on an invisible step, volleying into the void, like an immortal who has risen into a feather.

Flying is the ultimate dream of mankind.

As early as ancient times, there were people who longed to soar freely in the sky like birds.

However, even if he cultivated to the Grandmaster realm and was reborn, he could only rely on his internal strength to stagnate in the air for a moment.

But now, Ye Fan is soaring, step by step towards the top of Mount Fuji.

This shocking scene shook the hearts of everyone in the audience.

High in the air, Ye Fan's pace became faster and faster, passing through the clouds, chic and ethereal.

In a short time, he was already close to the top of Mt. Fuji.

"Pedaling, Pedaling, Pedaling"

Ye Fan took eight steps in a row, and the sound of a sonic boom came from the air, like a thunderbolt exploding on the ground, becoming more powerful and stronger step by step.

Finally, the ninth step is directly on the top of the mountain.

"Boom!"

The power of one step is like the birth of an overlord, and it is strong and strong.

The whole mountain shook like a small earthquake.

At this moment, on the top of the mountain, there are hundreds of figures, most of which are powerhouses in the martial arts world of the Japanese Kingdom, who have come to watch this grand showdown.

Soon, Ye Fan's gaze fell on an old figure in the distance.

The old man, dressed in a gray robe, stepping on clogs, and hanging a sword at his waist, is inconspicuous at first glance, but his body contains surging vitality, as endless as an ocean.

Even Ye Fan felt an unprecedented strong pressure, his whole body was tense, as if he was facing a great enemy, and he didn't dare to slack off.

What scared him the most was that the old man's eyes revealed a unique temperament

Indifferently!

It's not the kind of indifference disguised in order to pretend to be profound, but to ignore the common people, and everything is a dog.

This kind of person must have something he is looking for, his heart is extremely firm, his heart is not distracted, and there is nothing else in heaven and earth that can arouse his interest except for the "Tao" he believes in.

There is no doubt that this pious old man is the Dongying God of War and the Undefeated Sword Saint

Source Musashi!