Seeing that the matter was out of control, the Sword Saint quickly mediated from it: "Hey? Brother, why did this even make a fuss?"

"If you have something, just say it."

"During decades of friendship, we won't have a breakup for a nameless junior, right?"

The Sword Saint hurriedly persuaded him.

"Not-named junior?"

The God of War heard it and laughed back.

"Sword Saint, don't forget that before we became famous, we were also unknown juniors."

"What you have lost at this moment is perhaps a peerless strong man who can rank among the top ten of the Heavenly List!"

What?

"Top 10 in the sky?"

"Old Ye, you are so serious, you are not... not so exaggerated."

Hearing the top ten words on the Tianlist, the sword saint's face changed suddenly.

The Tianlist is the most authoritative list of strong men issued by an institution that integrates martial arts powerhouses from various countries and is issued worldwide.

A total of 99 powerful men above are recorded.

But so far, China has never seen a peerless strongman who can rank among the top ten in the sky.

Even the God of War Ye Qingtian is only ranked twelfth!

There is no one in the top ten in the Tianqi List.

This is a regret, a regret of the whole of China.

From this we can see how important the top ten of the Heavenly List is?

This is why the Sword Saint is so out of control.

"Exaggerated?"

"I tell you, it's not an exaggeration at all."

"When I was defeated by Wangyue River, his Aoki's energy was not very fulfilled."

"After that, as far as I know, he returned to Japan and practiced hard, swearing that if Aoki's energy was not very successful, he would never leave the gate."

"So, this time, Wangyue River crosses China east and re-enteres the world."

"His strength is very likely much stronger than when he fought against me!"

"How can it be turned out?"

"Ye Fan still wins."

"And, he is only in his early twenties."

"If all my guesses are correct, Ye Fan's potential is a few points higher than that of me back then."

"You know, when I was defeated by Wangyue River, I was already past thirty."

"And he is a young master who is in his early twenties and cannot be produced in a century."

"If this boy is well trained, he will be in the top ten of the Tianlist in the future, which is almost a foregone conclusion."

"But what about now?"

"Just because of your arrogance, you will turn away the possible peerless powers in the future."

"The strong have the temper of the strong."

"If you do this, it will be difficult to invite him into the Temple of War in the future."

"Sword Saint, what you did this time is really confused!"

"I'm foolish!"

The God of War was furious and his angrily spoke, and kept echoing in the hall.

The old swordsman's face was pale and obviously realized the seriousness of the matter.

Perhaps, he really should have heard of the God of War and went to Jiangdong in person to get in touch with this young man named Ye Fan.

“Ha~”

"Top 10 in the sky?"

"Stop making trouble!"

And at this time, the King of Fighters smiled again.

"God of War, you have said it yourself. All of this is based on the assumption that Wangyue River's sword technique is achieved."

"To put it bluntly, it's all your wishful thinking."

"Then Wangyue River is already in his seventies. It would have been a breakthrough long ago. At this age, how likely is his cultivation to be further improved?"

"Okay, let's not talk about these false things anymore."
Chapter completed!