"Let him come." Yitian Zhixun, the longest-looking warrior, took a cold look at Xiaoyang, Dao.

"Yes, deputy curator." The man gave way respectfully.

Xiaoyang and Xiamu walked quietly towards each other and stopped a metre away.

At this time, beside Yitian Zhixun, there were four men wearing white exercise clothes. These four men were the four strongest karate masters besides the owner of the martial arts hall.

All four of them are in the top 15 of Tokyo Karate Masters'List. The man with scars on his face and the Deputy librarian who spoke just now rank sixth and third respectively on the Masters' List.

The remaining two are not weak...