As the host finished speaking, the International Martial Arts League officially started.

The Bian Shield of the Wolf Kingdom and Amu of the God-Qi Kingdom started a duel.

at this time.

Behind Ye Yang, Ding Lan stood in front of the camera, and the camera was set up by his colleagues to aim at the arena.

This professional journalist is using his own actions to record every frame of the picture.

Although Helson has lost the Internet and cannot broadcast the images to China, these images will be saved in her USB drive, and she will take the USB drive back to her mother's arms.

"My compatriots, my current location is the second arena of the International Martial Arts League. Beside me are the six Chinese soldiers. And now, the Martial Arts League has officially started."

"At this time, you can see that the person who is currently playing is the Border Shield of the Wolf Country Wild Wolf Team, against Amu of the War God Qiguo Gongwei Team. Please follow my camera and enjoy this showdown!"

The camera has been paying attention to the arena.

At the same time, Ye Yang and the others are also continuing to pay attention.

No one spoke in the seat.

In the arena, the Wolf Country's border shield obviously has the greatest advantage in size and strength, but his weight limits his speed.

Although Bian Shield's attack was very heavy, Amu from the Shenqi Kingdom had already grasped his shortcomings and kept relying on his speed to avoid Bian Shield's attack.

The martial arts of the Kingdom of Shenqi and the Kingdom of Wolf are great martial arts in the mouths of the people of the Eagle, but in the eyes of Ye Yang and others, such plans are actually not even considered masters in China.

The two of them had little attention to the game. One relied on heavy punches and the other kept dodging along the ring.

After arguing for several minutes, the border shield of the Wolf Kingdom was already exhausted and panting.

Amu of the Kingdom of Shenqi seized the opportunity and broke the ribs of the border shield with one punch, winning the first game for the Kingdom of Shenqi.

......

"I thought there were countless experts in the International League. Is this kind of playing style different from Sanda games?"

Fan Jin was very depressed because watching the two of them fight, it would be better to go and watch the wonderful Wulin style.

The game between martial arts is naturally beyond the constraints of fists and feet.

Hearing Fan Jin's words, Shenhuo said: "Old Fan, don't worry. In international organizations, there are only a few countries with powerful martial arts. Countries like Wolf Kingdom and Shenqi Kingdom have no history of their own. In a country without history, how powerful can their martial arts be?"

"Divine Fire, I didn't think so before. Now I suddenly feel that what our ancestors left us is really important. If we don't have these cultural wealth, I'm afraid we will still live in the enslavement of others." Fan Jin sighed, feeling the greatness of traditional martial arts and the greatness of traditional culture for the first time.

"It is good that you have this awareness, so we must use our hands and our blood to defend the cultural heritage left to us by our ancestors, even if we pay the price of death for this." Shenhuo clenched his fist.

"Let's come on together." Qu Linglong smiled and stretched out his hand to the two of them.

"And I." Ai Qiancao smiled and stretched out his hand.

"So too." Lu Jiuchen reached out his hand and held it with several people.

"Old Chen, Ye Yang, come too." Ai Qiancao patted Ye Yang's shoulder.

Chen Bajia stretched out his hand, but Ye Yang stood up at this time and said to the few people: "Divine Fire, when I am not here, you take everyone to watch the game well and remember everyone's movements and habits in your mind. They will be our opponents."

"Where are you going?" Ai Qiancao was puzzled.

"Okay, don't be too long." Shenhuo saw something and said.


Chapter completed!