On the ring, there stood an arrogant Japanese warrior, holding a samurai sword in his hand, which was still stained with blood, and he was looking at the other people on the ring with arrogance.
He was standing next to the red ball at the moment, but he did not take it off, but looked at the warriors on the stage with a sneer.
"Trash Chinese warriors, you only have this little strength. Come on, this red ball is right next to me. If you have the ability, come up and get it!" This Japanese warrior said with great arrogance.
After hearing this, several people from the Warriors Association on the referee's table looked very ugly!
"If it hadn't been for the strong group of people who got the red ball this morning, how could this little devil be so arrogant!"
"It's so abominable, these little devils are so treacherous!"
"Angry, his attack was really too cruel. He still wanted to slash at others even though they had already surrendered."
On the referee's table, an old man from the Warriors Association looked at the middle-aged man with Mediterranean hair next to him and said coldly: "Mr. Ibe, your people are a little too harsh. Shouldn't the competition be over?
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Jingbian smiled and said, "Didn't you already say this morning, life or death?"
As soon as these words came out, the faces of the people from the Warriors Association turned into the color of pig liver.
This rule is tacitly understood by most people and they will keep their hands during the competition, but now these Japanese people have taken advantage of it.
But this morning, all the seventh-level warriors from China were promoted, as well as six seventh-level warriors from Japan, and the rest were all sixth-level warriors.
The strength of the Japanese people on this stage should be between level six and level seven, and they are just short of the last step before they can step into the realm of level seven warriors.
The remaining Chinese warriors were no match for him, so he dared to be so arrogant on stage.
"Despicable Chinese people, my brother was killed by you and you Chinese warriors. I am standing here today. I will not pick the red ball. Who of you dares to come up, you trash!"
When Li Xuan heard this, he immediately understood that one of the people he killed yesterday was probably his brother, which is why he was so angry.
The Japanese warriors on the stage kept shouting and were extremely angry. Many Chinese warriors saw this situation and jumped down from the stage, not daring to become enemies of this Japanese warrior.
Suddenly, an angry voice came from next to Li Xuan.
On another stage, the sect leaders of the seven major sects of the Hidden Sect were sitting and looking at the Japanese warrior's arena, their expressions were not very good either.
"It's so abominable to let this Japanese make such a noise. If my disciple hadn't been promoted, he would have killed him!"
"They took advantage of it, and the red ball was right next to him, but he still didn't pick it up. It was obvious that he wanted to slap us Chinese warriors in the face!"
"If I had known 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 challenge him, the Japanese warrior jumped off the stage one after another and couldn't help laughing.
"Trash. He claims that martial arts orthodoxy comes from China. It's ridiculous!"
Li Xuan narrowed his eyes as he looked at the Japanese warriors shouting on the stage.
At this time, an angry voice sounded next to Li Xuan: "This man is so disgusting. If I hadn't already advanced, I would have gone on stage and beat him bloody."
Li Xuan looked back and found that it was Lu Zifeng who was clenching his fists angrily and roaring angrily.
After Li Xuan thought for a moment, he understood Lu Zifeng's hidden meaning, and an inexplicable smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. He knew that Lu Zifeng wanted to take the stage to deal with this Japanese warrior.
Just when Li Xuan was about to go up, a young man in his twenties or eighty-year-old suddenly jumped up, pointed at the Japanese warrior and cursed angrily: "You little devil, if you dare to bully us, no one in China, I will challenge you on stage!"
"I am Chen Guangsheng, a third-generation disciple of the Qijian Sect, one of the seven major sects in Qilian Mountain!"
Seeing Chen Guangsheng take the stage, the audience couldn't help but burst into cheers. The leader of the Qijian Sect, one of the seven major sects on the stage, also had a look of pride on his face.
"It seems that we still need the disciples of my Qijian Sect to come forward to save the reputation of Chinese warriors!"
The Japanese warrior looked at Chen Guangsheng with a sneer on his lips.
"Haha, are you here looking for death?"
"You'd better let me talk after you win! Little devil!"
"What I hate the most is the condescending attitude of you Chinese people!"
After saying that, the Japanese warrior held swords in both hands and struck at Chen Guangsheng. Immediately, Chen Guangsheng also raised his sword and began to fight back.
It has to be said that the strength of these two people at the sixth level is relatively strong. They fought back and forth for a while. When everyone saw that Chen Guangsheng had the upper hand, they cheered. When they were at a disadvantage, they clenched their fists.
Pump up the air with your fists.
The two fought back and forth, attracting the attention of most people. Some smarter warriors on the side noticed the opportunity and went to other arenas to seize the red ball.
At this moment, most people were attracted by the gambling battle in this arena. The warriors who entered other arenas suddenly felt that the pressure of snatching was much less.
Swords and swords clashed in the arena, and every move was extremely dangerous. Finally, the Japanese warrior saw an opportunity and struck with a vertical sword, knocking the sword out of Chen Guangsheng's hand. Then he stepped forward and struck at Chen Guangsheng with one blow after another.
Every cut is a vital part.
When everyone in the audience saw this situation, they couldn't help but become a little anxious, and Mr. Ibe at the referee's table gradually showed a smile on his face.
"You little Chinese warrior dares to come up and compete with me. You will 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 would be defeated.
When Li Xuan saw this situation, he felt a little fond of Chen Guangsheng who drew his sword and decided to help him.
Thinking about it, Li Xuan jumped onto the ring from the other side without anyone noticing, and then walked towards the direction of the Japanese warrior and Chen Guangsheng.
Everyone on the stage was stunned when they noticed Li Xuan sneaking onto the stage.
The Japanese warrior's companions saw someone suddenly appear on the stage, walking towards the back of the Japanese warrior, and they couldn't help but want to give a warning.
"Haha, damn Chinese warrior, you can go die!"
The Japanese warrior slashed down with his long sword. At this time, his companions in the audience suddenly let out bursts of exclamations. He was confused in his heart. But at this time, as long as his sword fell, Chen Guangsheng would be finished. Thinking of this, he
He bit the bullet and slashed at Chen Guangsheng's neck!
However, at this time, Li Xuan had already come behind him and raised his hand!