On the ring, there was an arrogant Japanese warrior holding a samurai sword in his hand, and the knife was stained with blood. He was looking at the other people on the ring arrogantly.
He was standing next to the red ball at this moment, but he did not take it off, but looked at the warriors on the stage with a sneer on his face.
"Transparent Chinese warriors, you have only this little strength. Come on, this red ball is next to me. If you have the ability, come and get it!" The Japanese warrior said arrogantly.
Hearing this, the people from the Warrior Association on the referee table looked very ugly!
"If it weren't for the strong group of people who had received the red ball this morning, how could this Japanese man be arrogant!"
"It's so hateful. These little Japanese are so treacherous!"
"I'm angry, I'm really ruthless. He's going to slash his knife at him even though he's clearly surrendered."
On the referee table, an old man from the Warriors Association looked at the middle-aged man with a Mediterranean head next to him and said coldly: "Mr. Jingbian, are your people a little too ruthless? Shouldn't the competition be done until the end?
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Jingbian smiled and said, "Didn't you already say this morning, life and death are all the same!"
As soon as these words were spoken, the faces of the warrior association turned into pig liver.
Most people understand this rule and will hold back during the competition, but now these Japanese people have taken advantage of it.
This morning, all the seventh-level warriors of the Chinese warriors advanced, as well as six seventh-level warriors from Japan, and the rest were all sixth-level warriors.
The Japanese people on this stage should have strength between level 6 and level 7, and they are just one last step away from being able to enter the realm of a level 7 warrior.
The remaining Chinese warriors are no match for him at all, so he dares to be so arrogant on stage.
"The despicable Chinese, my brother was killed by you by you Chinese warriors. Today I will stand here. I won't pick the red ball. Who dares to come up? Trash!"
When Li Xuan heard this, he immediately understood that one of the few people he killed yesterday was his younger brother, so he was so angry.
The Japanese warriors on the stage kept shouting and were very angry. When many Chinese warriors saw this, they jumped off the stage and did not dare to be enemies with the Japanese warrior.
Suddenly, an angry voice came from Li Xuan.
On another stage, the sect leader of the seven major sects of the Hidden Sect looked at the ring of the Japanese warrior, and his face was not very good-looking.
"It's so hateful that this Japanese man actually made a shout. If my disciple hadn't advanced, he would have killed this beast!"
"They took advantage of the loophole, and the red ball was next to him, but it was not taken away. The consciousness was obvious, just to hit our Chinese warriors in the face!"
"I had known that I would have asked my apprentice to win the red ball again this afternoon!"
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Seeing that no one on the stage dared to fight, the Japanese warriors jumped down the stage and couldn't help laughing.
"Trump, and even claiming that martial arts orthodox comes from China, it makes people laugh so hard!"
Li Xuan looked at the Japanese warrior shouting on the stage and narrowed his eyes.
At this time, an angry voice sounded from Li Xuan: "It's so hateful this person. If I hadn't advanced, I would have hit him on stage."
Li Xuan looked back and found that it was Lu Zifeng clenching his fists angrily and making an angry roar.
When Li Xuan thought about it slightly, he understood Lu Zifeng's subtle meaning, and an inexplicable smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He knew that Lu Zifeng wanted to go on stage to deal with this Japanese warrior.
Just as Li Xuan was about to go up, a young man about twenty-seven or eight years old jumped up, pointed at the Japanese warrior and scolded: "Little Japanese, dare to bully us, no one in China, I will come to the stage to challenge you!"
"I am Chen Guangsheng, a disciple of the Qijian Sect, one of the seven major sects, and I am Chen Guangsheng!"
Seeing Chen Guangsheng coming to the stage, a burst of cheers sounded from the audience. The sect leader of the Qijian Sect, one of the seven major sects on the stage, also showed a hint of pride on his face.
"It seems that my disciples from Qijian Sect still need to come out and save the reputation of Chinese warriors!"
The Japanese warrior looked at Chen Guangsheng, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.
"Haha, are you coming up to seek death?"
"I'll talk about it if you win! The Japanese devils!"
"What I hate the most is you Chinese, who look noble!"
After saying that, the Japanese warrior held a knife in both hands and slashed at Chen Guangsheng. At the first moment, Chen Guangsheng also raised his sword and began to fight back.
I have to say that these two people are quite powerful at Level 6. They fought back and forth. When everyone saw Chen Guangsheng gaining the upper hand, they cheered, but when they were at a disadvantage, they clenched.
Exhausted with fists.
The two of them fought back and forth, attracting the attention of most people. Some smarter warriors on the side noticed the opportunity and went to other rings to grab the red ball.
At this moment, most people were attracted by the gambling battles on the ring. These warriors who went on other rings suddenly felt that the pressure of snatching was much less.
The swords and swords on the ring were intertwined, and each move was extremely dangerous. Finally, the Japanese warrior saw a chance and slashed the sword in Chen Guangsheng's hand away from his hand. Then he leaned forward and forced Chen Guangsheng to force him to
Every knife is a vital part.
When everyone on the court saw this situation, they couldn't help but feel a little anxious, and Jing Bianjun, who was next to the referee's table, gradually showed a smile on his face.
"The little Chinese warrior dares to come up and compete with me and die!"
Facing the Japanese warrior's samurai sword, Chen Guangsheng could only try his best to avoid it, but anyone with a discerning eye could see that it was only a matter of time before Chen Guangsheng's defeat.
Seeing this situation, Li Xuan still had a good impression of Chen Guangsheng who drew his sword and took action, so he decided to help him.
Thinking of this, Li Xuan jumped onto the ring from the other side without anyone noticing it, and then walked towards the direction of the Japanese warriors and Chen Guangsheng.
Everyone on the stage found Li Xuan secretly on stage at this time, and couldn't help but be stunned.
And the companion of the Japanese warrior saw that there was suddenly another person on the stage, walking towards the Japanese warrior, and he couldn't help but want to make a sound reminder.
"Haha, damn Chinese warrior, you can die!"
The Japanese warrior slashed the sword. At this time, his companion suddenly exclaimed in surprise. He was puzzled, but at this time, as long as he fell, Chen Guangsheng would be finished. Thinking of this, he
He slashed at Chen Guangsheng's neck with a knife!
However, at this time, Li Xuan had already come behind him and raised his hand!