These eight figures are as tall as a mountain, as sharp as a cold knife!

Battle Dragon, legend!

With them here, the mountains and rivers are safe!

When these eight figures appear in the side hall, they give people a strong sense of oppression!

Even the six masters had to look at these people in front of them, full of surprise!

"This is such a strong momentum! You are invincible under the master!"

Pan Maodian glanced at him and made an evaluation!

Fu Daoren nodded, his expression trembled slightly, and said, "That's right, these eight people have very strong auras and their strength is even more unfathomable. There are no opponents below the master. It seems that we underestimated them last time, and they should have deliberately hidden their strength."

After hearing the comments of the two masters, Zhou Chongyue, who had been worried, breathed a sigh of relief at this moment.

Since the master is invincible and the world arena matches are not allowed to play, then the winner seems to be visible.

The children of the Zhou family also looked at the eight people in great tremor and envy.

Is this the legendary war dragon?

What a strong momentum!

Moreover, there was murderous intent in their eyes!

It's the kind of murderous aura that is the only one!

Zhan Longmen walked in, looked at everyone with a calm expression, and then their eyes fell on Chen Ping.

Zou Jiang looked ready to move and asked, "When will it start? We can't wait."

The other seven people also agreed and said, "Yes, I haven't had an event for a long time. There should be many experts in such a big game."

Chen Ping smiled and said, "It's already started. We'll enter the venue right away. Do you still remember what I told you?"

Zou Jiang smiled and said, "Isn't it just to beat everyone? No problem."

Seeing these people talking and laughing, everyone shook their heads and sighed.

Is this the psychological quality of Zhanlong? It’s too strong!

Even when facing the martial arts representative groups in the twenty-three countries and regions, they are still so calm.

"Let's go."

Chen Pingdao, his eyes were sharp.

After saying that, Chen Ping asked Zhou Chongyue to take the lead and enter the venue with the old man's spiritual seat.

Then everyone followed Zhou Chongyue.

The eyes returned to the venue. On the competition stage that covers an area of ​​hundreds of square meters, the host who was turning west in a navy blue color was excited and excited to introduce the rules of this world stage competition to the audience and the audience in front of the camera, and the representatives of the participating regions.

The scene was filled with people and was very lively!

In the air, there are more than a dozen aerial cameras flying, and they are taking aerial photography!

The eight-sided LCD screen above the center is currently broadcasting in this prosperous era!

With the introduction of the host, twenty-three regional martial arts delegations entered the venue in turn.

"Below is the first family of Fusang Karate and the Yamashita clan participating delegation. Let us welcome them to the venue with warm applause!"

The host shouted loudly.

In an instant, the audience cheered, and many spectators from Fusang even held flags and shouted!

Then, everyone saw the entrance entrance, the participating delegation in kimono, all of whom were serious and serious.

In the live broadcast of the venue, you can also see Yamashita Kakura and Yamashita Tengzhong, full of pride on their faces.

Immediately afterwards, they took the stage. After the host introduced it, he handed the microphone to Yamashita Gekang and asked a few questions in Fusang language with a smile on his face.

The rough meaning is that this time, Fusang Karate played against National Arts, and he was almost certain to win.

Yamashita Kakura snorted coldly, and said in standard Chinese: "National Arts is not worth worrying! Our Yamashita clan will use his strength to prove to the whole world that national arts is a playground for children! Fusang martial arts is the great martial arts ruling!"

As soon as this sentence was spoken, the whole audience became quiet, and only the tourists from Fusang raised their arms and shouted!

At the scene, most of the Chinese people were very sad when they heard such arrogant words from the Shanxia clan, and they sighed.

"Grass! What kind of garbage is that clan at the foot of the mountain? He is so arrogant!"

"No, mom! Fusang martial arts were originally circulated from us, but they dared to be so arrogant!"

"Anyway, I especially hope that our Chinese martial arts team will beat these dog gods on the court this time!"

There were more and more discussions in the audience.

Then, there were bursts of sighs in the audience:

"Fusang, go down!"

"Fusang, go down!"

"The clan at the foot of the mountain can only brag!"

Tengzhong at the foot of the mountain swept across the audience, snatched the microphone from the host's hand, and roared at the audience: "Damn pig! Today, Tengzhong at the foot of the mountain represents our clan at the foot of the mountain, representing Fusang, to smash the national skills you worship! I want you to see that our clan at the foot of the mountain is the supreme martial arts! Your national skills are all garbage!"

As soon as these words were spoken, a conflict broke out in the audience!

All Chinese people stood up and shouted loudly at the central martial arts competition!

In the audience even, in the audience, the Fusang audience and many people had a direct conflict and started fighting.

The security guards on the scene rushed over immediately to stop them.

The host also quickly rescued the venue, allowing the Fuso Karate delegation to go to the participating representative area to wait for a rest.

This little conflict comes quickly and goes quickly.

However, both groups of people were not convinced!

Especially the Chinese people on the scene, they all squeezed out a sense of anger!

Especially when I saw the Fusang audience showing off their might, I was very angry!

"Grass! This time, if the Chinese sword doesn't make those puppies beat the butts and urinate, they will be dark for the rest of their lives!"

"Damn it! It's so annoying. The Chinese martial arts are originally very strong, but they have developed weakly in recent years!"

"No matter what, I support the national martial arts unconditionally!"

The people at the scene were very excited.

Next, the participating delegations from several regions were introduced, and the people on the scene finally couldn't help it.

"What's going on? Why haven't the National Arts delegation introduced it yet?"

"I don't know. I heard that only eight people participated in the national martial arts competition this time, and I don't know if it's OK."

"It should be soon. I think it should be the finale. After all, this time it is a martial arts challenge to the world's martial arts."

Sure enough, the host would shout: "Everyone, the finale will be the host of this World Championship and the champion of this Championship. As long as you defeat them, you will be the strongest!"

"Let us welcome the host and national martial arts delegation of this arena with warm applause!"

As the host finished speaking, everyone's eyes gathered at the entrance.

These eyes are excited, excited, angry, and hateful...

Immediately afterwards, in the sight of everyone, in the live broadcast screen, and in the global broadcasting stations.

The first thing that caught the eye was two rows of black suits, white chrysanthemums on their chests, and serious bodyguards. They stood on both sides and entered the venue one by one, with the same pace, making a rhythmic "tick-tick" sound!

This sound turned into an invisible solemn appeal and quickly spread throughout the audience!
Chapter completed!