With the new rules announced by the host, the competition finally entered the stage of the real competition. After many individuals were beaten by the champion, no one dared to make a fortune. Only those with strong strength would come up. The competition became more and more intense, with flesh and blood and sweat falling. This was the battle between men. Even the daughters and ladies who usually hate fighting and killing were excited to see it, without the usual elegance and reserve, and kept cheering there.

Time passed very much, and an hour passed quickly. None of the contestants on the ten arenas were weak, and the battle on the field was still very fierce. Although after many battles, the strong are always strong. A lion or a sheep can tell at a glance that no matter how many sheep the lion faces, it is still a lion. It is impossible for a lion to turn into a sheep. After fighting for so long, there is nothing serious about it except for everything breathing.

Especially Tian Daoling, the challenger was kicked off by Tian Daoling in less than a few seconds. He was knocked away without even touching Tian Daoling's body, and the result was terrible.

"Okay, after playing for so long, all the players should also take a break. Now we are in the intermission, and there is a lion dance performance from our Hongquanguo Art Club!" After an hour of competition, the host walked out to speak again. There were five rounds of the competition, one hour each round, and then half an hour rest, so that those contestants could not lose their physical strength due to long-term battles and finally won by some people who could not get on the table, so that the competition would lose its meaning.

The time went on one hour by one, and the five rounds of competition were soon over. There were only ten players left on each ring, namely the British boxing champion Tornado, the Shemale Kingdom boxing champion Bo Cha, the Little Radishou sumo wrestler Musashi Maru, the Kanzi Kingdom Taekwondo master, the right weight of the Kanzi Kingdom Aikido master Cui Longshu, the Little Radishou judo master Zengen Taisan, the Brazilian Jiu Jitsu master Carlos Gracie, the Bajiquan master Lu Renjia, the Xingyiquan master Liang Zhujun, and the last one is Tiandaoling.

Everyone was the last person standing on the stage. Many people were defeated on the way, but the remaining Tian Daoling and others were definitely the most powerful people at that time. Of course, it is not ruled out that some hidden people did not appear, but they are not far apart. This is the real world, not those worlds of immortal cultivation. The older you are, the stronger your strength will be. The law followed in this world is the laws of nature. As the human body grows older, it will slowly fall into a period of decline. An old man in his seventies and eighties will not win a young man in his twenties or thirties. Unless he practices some martial arts that fully understand the wisdom of Tai Chi, otherwise his peak period will still be in his youth and middle-aged age.

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Two hours passed, the sky had become dim, the sun had set, and the silver moon was also brightened around the square, illuminating the entire square, but there were no fewer people around the square than during the day, or even more. There were crowds of people in the surrounding shops and buildings, and everyone was watching the game, which made the merchants on Huaxia Street happy that such days would last longer, but they knew that this was impossible, and the final of the World Martial Arts Conference began soon.

"Okay, after a round of voting, the 10th and 5th competition will be held. Next, our Mr. Tiandao Ling will fight against the little radish head sumo wrestler Musashi Maru!" The host soon came to the smallest ring and shouted. Then the figures of Tiandao Ling and the little radish head sumo wrestler appeared on the ring. The figures of the two people were completely of two levels. Musashi Maru's arms were thicker than those of the Tiandi, and his height was nearly two meters, which made people look timid.

"Hmph! Are you the national hero of the Chinese pig? I can't wait to twist your head off!" Looking at Tian Daoling standing in front of him, who was two or three shorter than him, Musashi Maru said with a grim smile. As a martial arts master with a little radish head, he hated Tian Daoling, a villain who killed many of his compatriots, and had long wanted to fight him and kill him. He patted his palms like a palm fan, making a crisp and loud sound, and then stepped on his legs to the ground. The fat on his body shook like a raft. People in the distance could feel the vibration of the ground.

Hearing Musashimaru's insult, Tian Daoling looked extremely cold, but his eyes were filled with strong murderous intent. If he didn't provoke him, even if he was a little radish head, Tian Daoling would not take heavy measures. He knew that just like there were bad people in China, there were good people in Little radish head. But now seeing this little radish head is so arrogant, I would be sorry for myself if I didn't take heavy measures against him.

"Go to death! Little carrot head!"

"Mr. Tian! Beat him!"

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The audiences next to them also heard what Musashimaru said, and they were immediately angry and immediately cheered at Tiandao Ling.

"It seems that the audience's emotions are already very high, so the competition has officially begun!" Seeing that the organizer of Tian Daoling and Musashi Maru had a quarrel and the audiences who were in high spirits beside them, the host immediately announced the competition.

"Swish!" As the host just shouted that the game began, Musashimaru's hands, like a palm fan, quickly hit Tian Daoling. Although his body was very large, his movements were not slow at all. Ordinary warriors would definitely not be able to avoid such slap. However, it was a pity that he was facing Tian Daoling. When his palm was just slapped, Tian Daoling had already turned into a shadow and disappeared from the spot. Musashimaru's palm slapped in vain. His eyes suddenly shrank. At the same time, he felt a pair of fists slamming heavily on his back, and a torn force penetrated his thick fat flesh and passed it into his body from the pair of fists.

"Dark Power!" Musashi Maru's face changed drastically, as a little radish head, as a little radish head, he knew very well about the realm of Chinese martial arts, and it can even be said to be a lineage. All the things in the little radish head were changed from the inheritance of China. When he felt this tearing power, he understood what kind of opponent he was facing. Originally, he thought at first that Tiandao Ling was just a more powerful warrior, and the fat sumo wrestler like him was the most afraid of was this kind of enemy head-on, but he never expected that Tiandao Ling actually mastered the dark power. Facing an opponent who had mastered the dark power, his thick fat body was useless, and his strength could still cause damage through his fat body.

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