In a blink of an eye.

Ji Haotian had been standing in front of the arch for thirty seconds.

Behind the remaining nineteen arches beside, nineteen ten-person groups had already formed. After these groups wrapped the special silk thread around their wrists, they passed through the arch in one go, and the people behind them immediately filled in.

Looking from afar.

Ji Haotian's lonely back.

Compared with the scene where everyone was surrounded at noon.

Quite a bleak.

Ji Haotian had long expected this result.

If it weren't for the competition restrictions, if each team had to stay outside the arch for one minute before forming ten people, he would probably have participated alone.

Although there are many Chinese warriors who are still in the martial arts conference today, they are also very hostile to Japan.

But this does not mean that they will definitely stand on Ji Haotian or "Huatian" side.

It's not that they are not bloody.

However, since the beginning of the noon Junichiro Hakui's identity, everyone has already known that in this afternoon's game, Ji Haotian will definitely be the target of public criticism, and 80% will be strangled by Japanese warriors.

At this time, whoever stands beside Ji Haotian will become his burial object.

There is no doubt about this.

Chinese warriors are not ischemia, but they are still discouraged after all when facing this choice of being obviously in a private competition and having to accompany a stranger to die.

In front of the arch, the numbers on the timer have exceeded the fifty mark.

Ji Haotian stood proudly around Tang Dao.

With only ten seconds left, he was about to step through the arch and walk into the Shura Purgatory.

As soon as he thought of this, Ji Haotian picked up a silk thread in the bamboo basket and prepared to wrap it around his wrist.

"Tread!"

At this moment, a sound of footsteps came from behind Ji Haotian, and then a crisp and pleasant female voice: "Why, not only is it concealing its identity, but also a small silk thread is unwilling to share with us?"

"brush!"

Ji Haotian suddenly turned around and saw the Zhao Hongxiu sisters standing behind him holding a long sword, slightly surprised.

I originally thought that all the Chinese warriors in the audience would not stand on their side after weighing the pros and cons.

Unexpectedly, these two girls actually came.

Even though he is a daughter, his spirit is far better than that of thousands of men.

"Didi!"

Meanwhile, the timer has been full for a minute.

"Several people, your group has not gathered ten people. Please pass the arch and prepare to participate in the competition."

A judge walked up and looked at the three of them with expressionless expressions.

"Why are you still standing there? Everyone else has urged you to go."

Qin Feng heard the judge speak, grabbed Ji Haotian's arm, and slowly walked into the door.

"brush!"

After the three of them took a step, a red silk that ran through the audience suddenly pulled up in front of them, blocking everyone's way.

The red silk is thousands of meters away from ten stone pillars, and this distance will be completely reduced to a piece of purgatory in the next time.

"Hey, we have already entered the market with you. Why don't we even give us silk thread? Is it possible that we still want to let us die on our own?"

Qin Feng looked at Ji Haotian and teased her.

Ji Haotian's fingers were crushed, and the silk thread was accurately divided into three equal parts, and he handed out two of them: "Thank you."

"What's the point of thanking me? My senior sister and I just can't stand the arrogant faces of those Japanese people. We just want to join your group and teach them a lesson quickly. Moreover, since you can get rid of so many martial arts masters in Japan, you must have some tricks. If we join your group, it may not be a bad thing."

Qin Feng smiled carelessly: "I have a low cultivation level. When the competition begins, remember to take good care of me!"

"rest assured."

Ji Haotian smiled and nodded, and a warm feeling appeared in his heart.

He knew in his heart that the two Zhao Hongxiu and his sisters participated in their group simply because they were alone and ready to help.

The so-called words that want to teach Japanese people a lesson are just excuses.

Otherwise, when all the warriors in the game were about to make Ji Haotian become cannon fodder and wait for an opportunity to compete for the gold medal, they would never be able to stand by their side.

As the few people chatted, the warriors outside the field also began to form teams to enter the field.

It only took about half an hour.

The 400 teams of more than 3,700 warriors were integrated.

It was all at the back of the red silk.

Thousands of warriors held various weapons and were full of murderous auras, like an invincible iron army.

pity.

They will fight next.

Moreover, only one hundred teams were able to advance successfully.

"call--"

The north wind blows, and the red silk in the field sways in the wind.

"brush!"

As the red silk side was unfolded, a red diamond swayed like a giant dragon, rushing towards the sky.

The second team battle at the martial arts conference.

The competition officially begins!

“coverme!movein!”

With a black man shouting, a team of warriors from the United States and the British Empire rushed to the front stone pillars first.

Four British Empire warriors held giant swords and began to slash and kill warriors from other countries who had not yet reacted. The black man also shook his arms and his body instantly expanded a lot. Like a chimpanzee, he began to rattle left and right in the crowd, galloping forward and speeding forward.

"kill!"

After the first team started the killing, the audience was filled with murder.

A Chinese warrior wearing a long gown looked at the chaotic arena and immediately soared into the air, ready to use his light skills to rush towards the stone pillars ahead.

"Swoosh--"

The warrior of the long-robed gown just now, a hidden weapon that came from unknown places was nailed to his back and shot down the person from mid-air.

Seeing this scene, many warriors who were originally preparing to move forward stopped.

After all, in this kind of fighting atmosphere, those who rise to mid-air will surely become targets of public criticism and become targets of life.

"Go to die!"

After the game started, an American warrior in the rear roared towards Qin Feng with a huge iron rod.

"bite--"

Qin Feng saw the iron stick coming, blocked the long sword in his hand, pushed the opponent's weapon apart, pulled out a sword flower like flowing water, and stabbed the sword straight.

"Puff!"

The tall American warrior was subdued by Qin Feng with one move and died on the spot.

"Walk!"

In between this, Ji Haotian was always worried that in this bloody and terrifying arena, Zhao Hongxiu and Qin Feng would feel compassion and would inevitably be constrained.

Seeing Qin Feng's appearance was not cowardly in the midst of killing, he immediately felt relieved and led the two girls forward.

Tang Dao was not unsheathed, and just used the powerful aura that burst out all over his body to lift countless warriors with low cultivation levels into the air.

In an instant, a vacuum area appeared ten meters around Ji Haotian.

"Hua Tian! Hua Tian is there!"

A Japanese warrior saw the riots here and turned his eyes to him. After seeing Ji Haotian, he shouted suddenly.

"Kill him! Acquire the shame of Japanese martial arts!"

With another shout, many Japanese warriors who were originally preparing to rush towards the stone pillar.
Chapter completed!