Linxia Jisaburo's shouts shook the entire audience.
People around you can hear it clearly.
But it left everyone confused and difficult to understand.
What does this mean? Why does it feel so wrong?
Mr. Linxia obviously has the upper hand!
But why was his shouting so aggrieved?
But the answer to this puzzle was soon given by a warrior from Nigeria, with a look of empathy on his face.
"Yes, for Mr. Linxia, this is a humiliation!
The Chinese side actually sent a rubbish warrior to fight. Mr. Linxia felt that his opponent did not deserve to die under his sword.
Isn’t it true that warriors of our generation are not like this?”
After the explanation by the warriors from Nigeria, everyone around them suddenly realized.
"Mr. Linxia is truly worthy of being a half-sage in martial arts. The scale of this situation is beyond the imagination of ordinary people.
It can only be said that the martial arts of China has weakened and there is no one left to use it."
Yokono Shizo looked at the battlefield and shouted in a loud voice.
"Mr. Linxia, you are now not only a warrior, but also a representative of Nigeria.
Don’t have any worries, kill that Chinese warrior, you will be a well-deserved hero of Nigeria!”
"Hero! Hero!"
The voices in the Nigerian camp rose and fell one after another, like the earth shaking and the mountains shaking.
Morale had reached its peak, and Yokono Shisanzo was very pleased.
But the Jukseung Dojo far away in Gyeonggi-do is a different story.
Although they are only watching from the screen.
But these people are all warriors approved by the Martial Saint Oda Takeo.
Whether it is his own strength or his vision, it is not something that ordinary people can compare to.
At this moment, everyone looked solemn and breathed rapidly.
"Something's wrong! That old Chinese man is very serious!
The senior brother was completely helpless to him, and he even controlled the rhythm of the battle!
This is a very dangerous sign!”
"Maybe Senior Brother just didn't try his best.
With the strength of Senior Brother, no one can control his fighting rhythm unless Master takes action."
"It's very dangerous, haven't you noticed?
That old man from China, hasn't he taken the initiative until now?"
Everyone looked solemn and stood up from their seats.
Staring at the big screen, not daring to be distracted at all.
The eyes of Linxia Jisaburo, the two central ministers of the Dahan region, were red, and his spirit was on the verge of collapse.
The long-term all-out attack had consumed seventy-seven of the true energy in his body.
At this moment, it's like the end of a powerful crossbow.
Not to mention suffering a fatal attack, even if no one attacks him, he will probably tire himself to death if it continues!
And the blue-haired man opposite him looked like he didn't take him seriously at all, which made Linxia Jisaburo feel even more humiliated!
Ling Tianmiao chuckled and noticed that Linxia Zhisaburo's speed had obviously slowed down.
"Young people can't do it! It doesn't matter if they are slow, but their endurance is not good enough.
Are you the legendary three-second man?
Not as good as an old man like me."
Linxia Jisaburo felt his blood flow speeding up and his head almost exploded.
Ling Tianmiao shook his head and sighed: "Okay, since you want me to take action, I will help you.
Who told me to be kind-hearted and like to persuade others with virtue?
But make it clear in advance. When you can’t hold it any longer, tell me and I can let you take a few breaths!"
Linxia Zhisaburo felt the urge to vomit blood, and his face turned red from holding it back.
On the opposite side, Ling Tianmiao's aura suddenly changed, and the aura belonging to the eleventh level of the Qi Refining Stage was immediately revealed.
Linxia Jisaburo was instantly enveloped and trembled violently.
The Nigerians around him were not aware of it at all, but were in high spirits.
"Look, Mr. Linxia stopped attacking.
He must have had enough fun, and the Chinese man is about to die!"
"Get ready to cheer, Nigeria's martial arts is the strongest in the world!"
Yokono Shizo smiled from ear to ear. No matter what, Nigeria finally got back the game.
At this moment, Ling Tianmiao, who had not made any move, suddenly rushed towards Linxia Jisaburo.
The speed is so fast that it completely exceeds human imagination.
The sound of tearing through the void was as loud as thunder.
Only a bang was heard, and Ling Tianmiao's body hit Linxia Zhisaburo hard.
Linxia Jisaburo yelled and wanted to hide in fear.
But it's too late, so we can only defend urgently.
But before he was fully prepared, Ling Tianmiao's body had already collided with his.
At that moment, it was like being hit by an armored vehicle.
Linxia Jisaburo's body immediately lifted off the ground and flew out like a kite with its string cut off.
When I was still empty, I felt like my internal organs were in a state of turmoil.
There was even more darkness before my eyes, and I had a splitting headache.
With a bang, after flying more than fifty meters, Linxia Jisaburo's body landed heavily on the ground.
There was sudden silence around, and everyone was stunned.
Especially for Nigeria, it was as if they had collectively pressed the pause button, their expressions instantly froze.
"Impossible! This is absolutely impossible!
How could Mr. Linxia lose?"
As if struck by lightning, Yokono Shizo suddenly felt dizzy and unsteady on his feet.
Even if it was what happened in front of him, he didn't want to believe it.
Soon there was a commotion in the Nigerian camp, and panic spread quickly.
"What's going on? Is it really Mr. Linxia who was beaten out?"
"There must be something wrong. Mr. Linxia cannot fail!"
On the Chinese side, Mo Linhua suddenly burst into laughter.
"Special envoy, Mr. Ling seems to have won!"
Yang Haoran glanced at him: "You're making such a fuss, didn't I tell you a long time ago?"
Mo Linhua suddenly turned red.
No wonder Yang Haoran has always been full of confidence, but unfortunately he has never dared to believe Yang Haoran.
Facts have proved that he was slapped in the face again!
Linxia Zhisaburo spit out a mouthful of blood and turned pale.
But he still struggled to stand up.
Just as he stood up, Ling Tianmiao stood in front of him like a ghost.
"ah!"
Linxia Zhisaburo exclaimed, no longer daring to face Ling Tianmiao.
Without hesitation, he turned around and fled the battlefield.
"Why are you running? Didn't you just say that your opponent was too weak and boring?
So I adjusted the status a little and tried to meet your requirements.
The service attitude is so good, why can’t you stay and give me a five-star review?”
As he spoke, Ling Tianmiao's figure swayed and he was already in front of Linxia Zhisaburo.
Grinning, he reached out and slapped Linxia Jisaburo on the face.
"Don't come over here!"
Linxia Zhisaburo's will completely collapsed. Facing Ling Tianmiao, he was only filled with fear.
"How about that? I must meet your requirements for your opponent.
