Yao Zhenshan was full of confidence at this time. Yamamoto's group was really interesting. Ten masters were sent. The competition has been held for now, and there has not even been a person who threatens them. Obviously, these ten people are ten levels of guarantee, and the champion must be his own!

The next game is the Heroes Club's Oriental Master Honda Guibe who faces the Yuanwei Gang's seed player Wang Dazhuang.

The two of them stood on the ring, Honda Guai carried a long samurai sword with a cold face. His figure was nearly two shorter than Wang Dazhuang. The latter had a dark face, tall man and big horses, and long hands and feet. If he really competed with fists and feet, perhaps Wang Dazhuang could still have a certain advantage.

However, cold weapons are not prohibited in this game. What the Japanese are best at is naturally sword techniques.

As his name suggests, Wang Dazhuang looks black and strong, carrying a bright machete, and is full of momentum.

Su Rui is an expert, and you can see at a glance that Wang Dazhuang's real level is pretty good, enough to rank among the top five of the Yuanwei Gang. Putting aside foreign aids, the local seed players may not be Wang Dazhuang's opponents.

From this we can see how powerful the Yuanwei Gang, which lives far away in the north, is.

"Eastern people dare to come to China's territory to act wild? Today I want you to know how powerful my grandfather is!" Wang Dazhuang sneered, and the machete in his hand was swinging, and the wind was booming!

The short Honda Guibe, standing opposite, looked at Wang Dazhuang and said disdainfully in a stiff Chinese language: "It's just a sign of it, the sick man from East Asia!"

Wow!

Honda's words immediately ignited the anger of the audience!

This is the home court of China. Is this Eastern man seeking death if he dares to say this?

Sick man in East Asia.

This four words that once seriously hurt the Chinese nation in modern history were once again proposed by the short Eastern people, which seemed so harsh!

"You little Japanese, dare to be here, how about you say another word about the sick man in East Asia?"

"Believe it or not, we went up to kill you together?"

"Heroes will actually invite such people to be foreign players, they are just fucking bastards!"

The crowd was in high spirits at the scene, and it was like a trend of rushing up to siege Honda's Gobu!

Because of his words, the internal struggles between the Chinese gangs on the scene instantly became a battlefield that was unanimous to the outside world!

The members of the Hero Association present couldn't help but feel a little hot. Their gang invited such foreign players, which really made them feel their faces lost!

President Yao Zhenshan stood in the distance, and his face was a little uneasy. He cursed angrily: "Damn the Japanese, just let you win the championship in a low-key manner? Why do you have to publicly provoke conflicts? This is Huaxia! What a fucking bastard! If my good things are ruined, I will definitely not spare you!"

However, Honda Guibe, who was standing on the ring, did not have any awareness of this. He carried the long sword and said sarcastically: "You must want to kill me now, but you can't kill me."

"The competition begins!"

The referee couldn't bear it anymore. After he gave the order, Wang Dazhuang shouted angrily: "Dog bastard, grandpa will kill you to death today!"

After saying that, the machete in his hand slashed towards Honda's goblin!

The latter did not neglect when he saw Wang Dazhuang's offensive, and directly pulled out the scabbard!

This is his first time since this competition!

Wang Dazhuang was strong and relied on his height, and he slashed violently unreasonably from the beginning!

The machete vs. the long sword, sparks are splashing everywhere!

Under such an attack, Honda Guibu kept retreating and could only raise his long sword to resist!

Wang Dazhuang became more and more vigorous as he cut, and his movements were getting faster and faster!

"Everyone says that the ring does not kill people. Today, I must let you die here! Let you know that Chinese people are not easy to mess with!" Wang Dazhuang's figure has become a whirlwind, and everyone's ears are filled with the sound of knives colliding!

Wanyan Zhengyong in the distance had already stood up and looked at the scene, showing a sense of fighting in his eyes.

He looked at the old man in the long gown beside him and said, "Old Tian, ​​if you send the order, as long as you meet these domineering Japanese people on the ring, you will kill them even if you try your best. The Chinese people's face cannot be lost."

Wanyan Zhengyong's words revealed a sense of fearlessness of life and death!

"Okay, I'll do it now."

"Dad, do we need to retain our combat power? Because there are more important things, our family's century-old plan..." Wanyan Huazhong hesitated for a moment and said.

"If we meet them on the ring, even if we keep our efforts, will these people let us go?" Wanyan Zhengyong sighed softly: "Which is more important, national hatred or family hatred? Without a strong country, there is no rich family!"

Without a strong country, there is no rich family!

This sentence fell into the ears of the people around you, and you couldn't help feeling deafening!

If Su Rui heard this, he would definitely look at Wanyan Zhengyong with admiration!

He led the Yuanwei Gang to fight in the chaotic northern underground world for so many years and conquered a great country. Although he is now planning to go south to conquer Ninghai, Wanyan Zhengyong still put his identity first insults! He is a Chinese, and the descendants of Chinese will never accept such insults from the Eastern people!

Before, ten orientals appeared in turn, and each of them was very cruel. Although they did not kill people directly, they interrupted all their hands and feet, which was no different from the living dead! This contained a strong racial contempt!

At this time, Lao Tian, ​​who was white in his hair and beard, adopted a very extreme but very passionate way to convey Wanyan Zhengyong's orders!

Lao Tian, ​​who seemed to be quite old, was standing on a high platform, wielding his internal strength and shouting loudly: "Yuanwei Help the disciples obey the orders!"

Hearing this sound, except for the banging sound of the knives colliding on the ring, the whole scene instantly became quiet, enough to see how terrifying Lao Tian’s internal energy cultivation was.

"The gang leader said that whenever he meets these Japanese people on the ring, he will kill them even if he fights his life! The Chinese people's faces cannot be lost!"

Lao Tian repeated Wanyan Zhengyong's words, and after the whole scene was quiet for ten seconds, everyone finally roared!

"The Chinese people cannot be discredited!"

Everyone shouted, at this moment, there is no more gang estrangement, no more quarrels or hatred, but only unanimously external!

Who says that Chinese people are a mess? Who says that Chinese people cannot be united at critical moments?

If you win, you will be crazy together, and if you lose, you will be crazy together! This is the home court of the Chinese, how can you tolerate other people being rampant!

The previous actions of the Eastern people have already aroused public anger, and most of them are just afraid of their skills and dare not speak out. Now that they are united, they are naturally fearless.

Amid the roars of the audience, Wanyan Huazhong's body was shocked: "Without a strong country, there is no rich family! Dad, I understand!"

In Wanyan Huazhong's eyes, his father has reached the extreme glory!

Wanyan Zhengyong looked straight on the ring with bright eyes.

Su Rui looked at the location of Wanyan Zhengyong, with a deep and complex look.

"Little Dongman, let me die for my grandfather!"

Wang Dazhuang also rushed to the air with passion, and he jumped into the air, and a burst of slash. The heavy machete in his hand actually cut the samurai sword from Honda Guibe's sword out of a gap!

When he slashed this knife, Wang Dazhuang's body turned violently, and a fierce round kick happened to hit Honda Guibu's chest!

The latter took several steps in a row, and a trace of blood flowed out of the corner of his mouth!

"good!"

Seeing that Wang Dazhuang finally caused the Easterners to suffer a loss, the cheers at the scene broke through the sky!

Honda Guibe didn't seem to have expected that Wang Dazhuang would be so flexible that he could hurt himself. He wiped the corner of his mouth, and a hideous smile flashed through his eyes.

"Very good, you did a very good job." Honda Guibu smiled coldly, his body accelerated suddenly, and waved his long sword and slashed at Wang Dazhuang's neck!

The latter was in high spirits and didn't even think about it, just raised his knife to meet him!

Before, Wang Dazhuang was attacking, while Honda had been defending, and his offensive strength has not yet been reflected!

But this time, Honda Guai's attack speed was significantly faster!

The speed of the sword swing is not comparable to that of Wang Dazhuang. One after another, countless cold lights burst out on the ring, making people dizzy!

Wang Dazhuang really felt a little difficult. He really couldn't imagine that a person could practice his sword to this speed?

Everyone in the audience was already squeezing hard. They had clearly seen that Wang Dazhuang was at a disadvantage!

Su Rui narrowed his eyes and felt a vague sense of badness. Once the Honda Guimen was ruthless, he was like a mad dog, completely desperate. Although Wang Dazhuang was flexible, he was not enough to face such an attack!

Within a minute, his hands holding the knife were completely numb! The tiger's mouth was shattered and blood flowed!

However, the increase in speed means a decrease in strength. Honda's return triple to break through Wang Dazhuang's attack, but it did not cause fatal damage, but only made three holes in the opponent's hard chest muscles!

"Go to death for grandpa!" Wang Dazhuang wiped his wound and sneered: "Today, grandpa is trying his best to kill you!"

He could not be beaten passively and was about to raise his machete to fight back, but a cold light flashed by and directly slashed his forearm!

In front of the sharp blade, the strong muscles on the forearm were like paper, and they were torn apart!

The blade slashed across the surface of the bone, causing Wang Dazhuang to roar in pain! The long sword could no longer be held, and it fell to the ground with a bang!

The opponent lost his weapons, making Honda's return team even more like a fish in water. The long sword drew a net of heaven and earth!

In almost a few seconds, dozens of deep bone-deep wounds were added to Wang Dazhuang's body, and blood was spurted out desperately, instantly turning him into a bloody man!

These wounds are not enough to kill, but they are even more painful than death!

The scene was quiet, and no one made any noise. The huge stadium could be heard!

Wang Dazhuang's face was still smiling. Every time he took a step forward, a bloody footprint was clearly printed on the ground! This scene really made people feel shocking and terrifying!

"Orients, you are cruel enough! Even if grandpa can't kill you today, he will still drag you to death!"

Although Wang Dazhuang's steps were a little staggering, his whole body was a little more heroic. He roared and rushed towards Honda's goblin!

If you lose the game, you can’t lose the momentum!

"Give me a shameless voice!"
Chapter completed!