After Wang Yan and his group arrived, the elderly man with crane-like hair and an eagle's nose continued to sit on the ground with his eyes slightly closed, as if he hadn't seen Wang Yan and the others at all.
Meanwhile, over two hundred Japanese Samurai stood up and, under the leadership of Toyota Shouzou, formed a semi-circle as they surrounded Wang Yan and his group.
Each samurai's right hand grasped the samurai sword at their waist, pulling it upward to reveal a shining half blade.
At this moment, the Japanese Samurai were fully armed and equipped with weapons, while Wang Yan and his group were entirely barehanded, including several girls like Beiming Xue. The disparity in strength was truly too vast.
Lin Hai couldn't help but angrily shout, "Didn't you say you're here for a fair competition? What are you doing? You're a liar!"
Toyota Shouzou smiled slightly and said, "If you believe what I say, then you're really foolish. When have we Japanese ever kept our word?"
