Beijing, Olympic Village. The sky is getting darker, and a huge stadium is brightly lit, which can accommodate nearly 100,000 people. Nearly 5,000 people sat in a seat that is located in a huge ring in the middle of the stadium, watching two warriors fighting for life and death.

On the stage, a Chinese warrior in his twenties and a strong Russian man were fighting. The young man was obviously from Bajiquan, and his punches were like a gun, "get it, squeezing, relying on it", and he could do whatever he wanted, and he would get into it whenever he had a gap. He would not fight, and he would say he could do something when he was moved.

The Russian man was more than two meters long, his muscles were bulging, but his feet were extremely flexible, and he was dodging with extremely practical slips in boxing.

Judging from the scene, this young Chinese warrior had the upper hand.

But Wang Chao, Qin Mu and others on the rostrum were shaking their heads secretly.

There are so many fancy fights in life and death. There are so many fancy ones that can’t kill the enemy with three punches, and even those 300 punches cannot kill. The person below has too little fighting experience.

Sure enough, the Russian man suddenly roared and stopped hiding. Instead, he turned around and walked behind the Chinese warrior. Before he could react, he hugged him with both hands and slapped him on the ground.

The young Chinese warrior had a broken neck bone and no longer had any breath.

The Chinese warriors in the audience were all in a panic. The leaders of various Chinese societies also had a solemn look on their faces.

This martial arts conference, due to the intervention of the Tang Sect, the grudge between Wang Chao and the GOD leader, and Qin Mu's battle in Japan, had long surpassed the scope of influence of the Japanese and Korean Martial Arts Association's proposed activity, and became a grand event for Chinese people around the world to discuss, exchange and unite.

But how could foreign martial arts forces be willing to rise again with the strongest potential Chinese martial arts community? Therefore, they not only sent their strongest members to attend the conference, but even kept sniping at some potential domestic seedlings.

Of course, Chinese people also use teeth for teeth and blood for blood. This conference was just one day and the atmosphere was already hot and bloody.

What embarrasses the Chinese martial arts community is that in the competition held in one day today, there were 29 competitions between Chinese and foreign warriors, only 13 of them were able to get off the ring alive, and only 9 of them were able to win.

In fact, people like Qin Mu who are in high positions have long expected that Chinese martial arts are generally inherited by masters and apprentices. If the apprentice's martial arts have not yet been achieved, they are actually living under the wings of the master. Young masters under the age of thirty have few ways to gain combat experience, and as for life and death, it is almost impossible.

The situation in China is even more embarrassing. On the one hand, the inheritance of domestic martial arts has been cut off, and on the other hand, this kind of struggle is illegal. Some masters have been recruited for a long time, and they have been quit for many years.

Most of the foreign martial arts are practical. For example, the Russian man on the ring is obviously a murder machine selected from Russia's most famous Siberian training camp.

In this way, the Chinese people's fledgling rookies will naturally suffer heavy casualties.

The most common people were the countless delegations in the mainland. I heard someone in the team shouting with anger: "Shen Chang was also beaten to death by them! Leader Yan? We are here to compete, not to die, this is Beijing! Not the Roman arena."

As the host, this team of people is naturally the largest. There are more or less nearly a thousand contestants and logistics personnel. In front of the team, there was a woman in white. Her eyes were slightly closed, as if she was not paying attention to the competition on the stage. After hearing this, she opened her eyes slowly, and the man who was asking felt like a flash of lightning flashing in front of her.

I heard the woman say, "Well? I don't learn well, so I blame my opponent for being ruthless? This is what your master gave to you? I see that you have calluses on your fists and your skin has dark gold. Is she a person who learned external skills of Shaolin? Shaolin has taught you such a disciple now?"

She spoke without speed and her tone had never changed, but her voice was like the musical sounds of chimes in the ancient palace, melodious and clear. When the man heard this, he was both ashamed and annoyed, and he pursed his lips and stopped talking.

But she stroked a long strand of hair on her head and continued, "There are no organizations or organization here. You are just warriors and you can't accept defeat and die, so you abstain from power! The country is not to let you sit and enjoy your happiness! No matter how noisy you are, the guards will throw him out."

I saw two men beside her with straight waists and backs answering in unison, and didn't look back at the man talking. They sat upright and had a serious face. They always looked around with vigilant eyes, and they saw that they were from a soldier.

As soon as the woman said this, no one in the team dared to complain anymore, and the man who spoke first sat down with a blush on his face.

Yan Yuanyi, the most outstanding warrior in mainland China, is also the instructor of the first special forces captain Feng. The two beside her are soldiers under her command. She is both a martial arts world and has a deep background. She is the leader of the Chinese national team this time.

At this moment, two lines of words appeared on the big screen on the scene:

Iraq: Hassan Ben Hobo

China: Zhou Benshun

After these two names came out, the audience whispered loudly. The masters of Muslim martial arts in the Middle East, as well as some fighters from Western Europe, as well as some mysterious people wearing big robes, cloaks, and crosses, as if they were Christian priests, all seemed to have seen something extraordinary.

The rest of the Chinese, Japanese, Korean, Muay Thai, yoga, etc. are a little confused about what the situation is. Why do these two names cause whispers?

At this time, in the circle where a large group of Muslim martial artists gathered, a sinister laughter made people freeze. A figure stood up and took two steps. Suddenly, a series of rapid steps, like an arrow, moved to the center of the venue. From the high seat to the center of the venue, a long distance, but this person took a very short time. His speed was more than twice as fast as the world record of the Olympic champion's 100-meter sprint.

Danjin!

This is the first Danjin master who appeared today. After he arrived on the field, he stopped steadily, but he was an imam of the half-old Mu/Slin sect wearing a wide white robe with white cloth wrapped around his head, a big eagle hooked nose, and a yellow eyeball with yellow eyes, like a golden crystal.

The temperament of this person's half-old imam gives people an extremely cold feeling, gloomy and cold with bone marrow frozen.

The Chinese warriors in the audience were whispering, and such a great master appeared somewhere. Then he heard Yan Yuanyi say coldly: "Old man in the mountains!"

The whole audience was in an uproar. The four words "The Old Man in the Mountain" represent the most orthodox inheritance of the Middle East. When Muslims had not yet completely conquered the Middle East, these four words were already the synonyms of the most famous and terrifying assassination masters in the Middle East.

At this moment, a big man stood up at the end of the Chinese national team, dark skin and tall and thin. He saw him step down the steps step by step, passing by Yan Yuanyi, and nodding.

He could only hear his footsteps rumbling, and with just one man's strength, he walked out of the power of thousands of troops. The whispers present immediately disappeared completely, looking at this unstunningly handsome visitor.

No one knows this person, only Yan Yuanyi, who is sitting in the lead position of the Chinese team, smiles at the corner of her mouth and looks at the back. Mobile phone users should visit http://m.piaotian.net
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