As elder Wang's powerful voice fell.
At this moment, he was like a sharp arrow that was about to be unsheathed. His eyes were as sharp as an Eagle 's, and his body was filled with a murderous aura.
Ye chen was moved.
He had never thought that China would make such a choice for him, and he had never thought that the cultivation world of China would move because of him.
This was trust and respect!
Such treatment could be called an honor!
This feeling caused ripples to form in his calm heart, and he was a little touched.
"China is not afraid of war!"
"What a good 'our Chinese martial artists dare to fight and die'!!!"
The blood in ye Chen's heart began to boil. He suddenly stood up and bowed solemnly to elder Wang.
"Since the Chinese are leading me with their National Soldiers, how could I bear to drag them into this? I can't bear to drag my millions of soldiers into this!!!"