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913. Chapter nine hundred and thirteenth the game begins

Song Ziyu spent a lot of money to buy tickets, and everyone's seats were in the front row. After settling down, Song Ziyu went to negotiate with the organizer to sign up for the competition, and repeatedly told Chu Wudi and others not to walk around.

Everyone nodded repeatedly to Song Ziyu's advice, and their eyes were staring at the group of enthusiastic girls. Song Ziyu could only smile bitterly and leave quickly, so he went and returned early. These people were all old men and didn't know anything. He had to wait like a nanny.

"Boss, where are those girls dancing?" A master Jia looked at the group of girls who were dancing happily and asked Chu Wudi.

"This is probably because I'm afraid that others won't watch those people's competitions, so I'll arrange some beautiful women to watch and jump and watch." Chu Wudi thought for a moment.

"Oh... No wonder they wear so little. These girls are also very pitiful. They wear so little. It's so embarrassing to jump in front of so many people." Master Jia looked suddenly enlightened.

"Hello, everyone, yesterday's first group of trials brought us wonderful performances, oh! It's not a performance, but a fight, a wonderful fight! Then, today's trials are the Eastern Japanese Empire vs. the Erman Empire. The lineups of both sides are very strong, and the Erman Empire has the third place in the previous session. Please invite Major James!"

Just as everyone was watching the sky, a radio suddenly sounded, and a robotic arm stretched out from the dome of the gymnasium. A square metal bucket above the robotic arm, with silver-white metal railings around the bucket, and two men and women stood on it.

After the two of them spoke, a tall white man wearing a fiery red cloak appeared from the back of the castle. The man raised his arms high, followed by five tough men. These men all had small flat heads and looked neat.

Amid the cheers of mountains and earth breaking, a strong and tough man raised his arms and calmly stepped onto the ring made of huge rocks.

At this time, no one noticed that except for Luo Wen and Wu Ke, two generals from the ranks, who were born in the army and the world, they were all pale in their faces. The sudden roar of the 100,000 people just now made them frightened. Even Chu Wudi, a super expert, also felt frightened.

For those of you, the world, you have never seen such a huge scene?

Finally, the sound of the shaking cheers became much smaller, and everyone adapted a little and looked at each other, and their faces were flushed.

"This time, the Dongji Empire has even arranged a super luxurious lineup. Guess who it will be?" This time the female host was talking, and the female host's voice was sweet and comfortable.

"Miyo Ono!"

"Miyo Ono!"

"Miyo Ono!"

People cheered and raised their arms, and the entire gymnasium seemed to be shaking. The cheers of people formed a powerful wave of air, which made a group of masters tense again, as if they were facing a great enemy.

In fact, this is not the first time this group of grass-roots heroes has been so nervous. From the era of cold weapons to the era of popular science and technology, people's mentality has never been adjusted. Everything is full of novelty and danger to them.

Yes, Ono Mio School, the runner-up in the last selection competition, and at the same time, it is also the runner-up in the close-up fighting squad of the seven major star domain soldiers. He is a legendary figure who has been second in the close-up fighting squad of the seven major star domains. He can never be defeated by the championship. This time, it is the last time that Ono Mio has participated in the close-up fighting squad of the seven major star domain soldiers. I hope he can stand on the throne of the championship.

"Miyo Ono!"

"Miyo Ono!"

Thunderous shouts sounded again in the audience.

"Is he very powerful?" A master sat on the edge, beside him was a young man in his twenties, waving his arms desperately and shouting loudly.

"Don't you know him?" The yellow-haired young man opened his eyes wide and looked at this master with an incredible look.

"That...ah...ah...kill...know. I just don't know how powerful he is." The master was speechless. He felt ashamed. It seemed that it would be embarrassing not to know that Mio Ono.

"Now, today's first game is the sergeant Panasonic of the Eastern Japanese Empire vs. Corporal Dracula of the Erman Empire." Amid the host's sensational words, only two fierce young men were left on the ring, and the rest of the men went down one after another.

"start!"

There is no need for referees in a close combat match for soldiers, because this is a fighting match without any rules. Except for the inability to carry weapons on the ring, there is no rule for the competition. Any part of the body is an offensive weapon, including teeth.

In the close-up battle competition of the Seven Star Domain soldiers, there was a case where teeth bite people to death, which caused a sensation among the entire human race. Many people think that the close-up battle competition of the soldiers was too bloody and should formulate some rules of the game. However, no one's protest was helpful, because the organizer just said a reason, and the entire human race shut up.

What are the responsibilities of soldiers?

Defend your own country!

When soldiers fight on the battlefield, will there be rules of the game? The answer is yes: No!

In fact, every soldier standing on the ring regards the ring as a real battlefield. Regardless of the outcome, being able to survive is victory.

It is precisely for this reason that soldiers who can participate in several consecutive close combat competitions are heroes. They have survived several battles but are not dead, which is full of legend, which is also the reason why Mio Ono is famous.

In each competition, countless heroes will be produced, and the final winner will not necessarily receive honors. Many times, soldiers who perform tenaciously will become famous in one fell swoop.

The huge space suddenly became extremely quiet, and people's eyes were staring at the ring. Both of them untied their cloaks, revealing their red upper bodies. The muscles that were tangled like tree roots seemed to contain endless power, and immediately caused another burst of cheers.

"Just two wastes."

Chu Wudi sneered, because both contestants were moving their steps, Chu Wudi's voice immediately attracted the audience around him.

"Who do you think is a waste?" The yellow-haired sitting in the front row suddenly stood up and turned around and glared at Chu Wudi.

"Do you have any objection?" Chu Wudi showed a look of contempt on his face. He didn't even take the emperor, so he naturally wouldn't take a young man seriously.

A group of masters were stunned and looked at Chu Wudi. They didn't understand why Chu Wudi had a conflict with a young man. Of course, they never dreamed that Chu Wudi was in a bad mood now. The reason for his bad mood was that he bought an expensive jade to play with, but he knew that he accidentally broke it. Of course, this was not enough to make Chu Wudi angry. The reason for being angry was that Chu Wudi discovered that the jade was actually fake.

"If you are old but not dead, you are a thief. You are not worthy of your young master's attack!"

Seeing that Chu Wudi was even more fierce than him, the yellow-haired man was stunned for a moment, then looked at Chu Wudi's long, white beard, cursed, and sat down angrily, and ignored Chu Wudi again, staring at the ring tightly. At this time, the battle had begun on the ring, and the two figures were fighting fiercely, enjoying themselves, without making a shocking sound.

Chu Wudi was so angry that his beard was scattered. His eyes seemed to shoot out flames. Unfortunately, the yellow-haired young man didn't realize that the god of death was raising a huge sickle behind him, and he was still watching the game on the ring with relish.

"Old Tu, forget it, just a child who is still stinky." Luo Wen said lightly.

"Hehe, Mr. Chu, I'll give you a piece of spiritual care jade later. It's better not to have this broken thing." Wu Dengke saw that Mr. Chu was holding the broken jade artifact, and naturally guessed Chu Wudi's thoughts, but he didn't know that Chu Wudi was angry because of the fake.

"Forget it, why haven't Song Ziyu come yet? I still have to participate in the competition." Chu Wudi stretched his neck and looked at the passage, but did not see Song Ziyu's shadow.

"No hurry, it's just started. Let's look at the game. It's not bad. If the soldiers in the seven major star fields are so powerful, their strength should not be underestimated."

Luo Wen and Wu Dengke stared at the two striking contestants with their eyes tightly. The angles they watched were different from Chu Wudi. Chu Wudi looked at the martial arts of Jianghu Kung Fu, while they were watching the soldiers' battlefield fighting skills, which were mainly some simple tricks.

On the battlefield, killing the enemy is the ultimate goal, and any gorgeous move is meaningless.

When killing enemies, the characters in the martial arts world will pay attention to their actions, which is also the reason why the characters in the martial arts world cannot be invincible on the battlefield.

It can be imagined that one-on-one on the battlefield is impossible. Teeth, nails, limes are all weapons and there is no moral concept at all. This is simply incompatible with the one-on-one competition in the world.

However, a master who has reached the level of Chu Wudi also loses his meaning. The field he formed is not something that ordinary soldiers can break through. It is true that he called two people a waste. In his eyes, these two are even worse than those of the waste.

Chu Wudi muttered dissatisfiedly. However, soon, he joined the battle between the two, because at this time the battle between the two became fierce, with the flesh fists coming to the flesh, the skin blooming, and the dull sound made people feel palpitations.

The sergeant of the Eastern Japanese Empire was obviously not as small as the sergeant of the Erman Empire. His figure was much smaller, but although he was at a disadvantage, he was fearless and was beaten with blood on his face. He was still a crazy counterattack. Although the sergeant of the Erman Empire had the advantage, he suffered a lot and was covered in scars. It seemed that even if he won this game, it would be difficult to participate in the subsequent game. After all, this was just the first round of the grouping. There was still a long way to go to stand out from the selection competition.

In fact, this is the charm of the military close-up fighting competition.

It is conceivable how perseverance it takes for a person to reach the peak of a championship!
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