"I think so too, so I wish us a happy cooperation and use human blood to show our terror in front of all human beings."
"Let them return to that terrifying era, the era of demons."
"Hahaha, the war is about to begin, and humans will eventually become our food again."
The ferocious and crazy screams of demons and fallen demons echoed in the sewers.
Accompanied by the national anthem, representatives from the thirty-three states entered the central venue of the Budokan one after another.
The commentator uses the loudspeaker to introduce each team entering the venue, where they come from, historical rankings, etc.
The noisy venue was filled with cheers from time to time, and the entire martial arts hall was filled with countless laughter and laughter.
There are a total of fifty teams, some of which are participating in the team competition and some of which are participating in the individual competition.
The entrance ceremony soon ended, and an hour later, the game officially started.
The thirty-three contestants in the individual competition stood on the left side of the martial arts hall, while those in the team competition occupied the right side of the venue without interfering with each other.
The individual competition is a knockout round, with lots drawn in each round, from thirty-two to sixteen, to eight, to four, to two and then to one.
But there are thirty-three states in total, so there will inevitably be a phenomenon where one person gets a bye in each round of drawing.
Fortunately, Zhuang Wuming got a bye in the first round.
He stood under the ring and looked at the four high school contestants starting to compete.
He lost interest in these games after watching them for a while, because they were full of flaws. If it were in front of him, if he couldn't make a move, he would definitely lose.
However, he also discovered that more than half of the people here were almost all bloodline awakeners, all of whom were of hybrid bloodline.
The sin-level extraordinary attribute values are already extremely powerful among ordinary people, but for him, they are still too weak.
The first round passed quickly, and half an hour later, the second round of drawing began.
This time Zhuang Wuming did not have a bye, and his opponent was a bloodline awakener.
This man has long black hair, combed into a ponytail. He looks very tough, but there is a domineering feeling between his eyebrows.
The name tag on the chest has three big characters written on it - Lan Fangyu.
He looked at Zhuang Wuming with disdain on his face.
The referee's voice sounded, "Now blue side, red side are you ready?"
When Qi and Tao compete in martial arts, they both wear belts. The two of them have different colors. Zhuang Wuming wears a blue belt.
"Ready."
"Ready."
The referee nodded, "Anyone who falls out of the ring will be deemed a failure. No attacks on vital parts are allowed. Now the game begins."
Lan Fangyu looked at Zhuang Wuming and narrowed his eyes, "Tengyi, Tengsanzhao, you have a great reputation."
Zhuang Wuming smiled lightly, "Not big, not big, number one in the world."
His face darkened, and Zhuang Wuming's joking answer made Lan Fangyu feel a little angry.
"Hmph, you have the power of words. Today I will let you guys of lower bloodline know how weak you are."
"Three tricks of the vine are simply a joke."
Looking at Lan Fangyu in front of him, with a hint of jealousy in his eyes, Zhuang Wuming felt that this person was very narrow-minded.
"Sure enough, people are afraid of being famous and pigs are afraid of being strong. Trouble is coming, but it can be solved."
Lan Fangyu narrowed his eyes, took a step forward, and punched Zhuang Wuming in the face.
Zhuang Wuming raised his eyebrows and stepped back slightly, just an inch from the end of the punch.
This is the same move he used in the Qianyuan Dao Competition.
But Lan Fangyu seemed to have been prepared, and instantly launched a kick, pointing directly at Zhuang Wuming's abdomen.
"I see," Zhuang Wuming suddenly knew Lan Fangyu's plan.
The opponent has definitely seen the video of his fight, so he deliberately started with a straight punch to lure him into using the same move.
Then he used the moves he had prepared quietly, causing Zhuang Wuming to suffer a big loss.
Faced with this rapid kick, Zhuang Wuming shook his head, lightly pressed his left hand, and a wave of energy followed with a palm strike.
Bang
Lan Fangyu's expression changed, his left leg went numb, and he completely lost consciousness.
At this moment, Zhuang Wuming's body sank, he exhaled, his right hand flashed, and his left hand turned into a claw.
His left paw clasped Lan Fangyu's left foot, and his right hand was already pressing on Lan Fangyu's chest.
There was a muffled sound, "Lie down."
Bang
Falling to the ground, Lan Fangyu felt severe pain all over his body. Countless energies hit his body from his chest, making him unable to move at all.
Zhuang Wuming used all his strength, and this blow blasted all the energy into his body.
This is a competition and no one is allowed to kill, so he used his soft energy and poured his energy into Lan Fangyu's body.
This blow rendered him unable to move, at least for ten seconds.
Lan Fangyu was lying on the ground, his whole body aching. He knew that he had lost and there was no suspense.
As the referee's whistle sounded, Zhuang Wuming won.
Lan Fangyu's face was gloomy. He was eliminated in the second round. He could already see the ridicule in his family after returning.
Zhuang Wuming looked calm. All this had nothing to do with him. The game was over and he went down to wait for the third round.
At this time, it was broadcast live, many people's cameras were pointed at him, and countless people saw him through TV programs.
Zhuang Wuming lowered his gaze and looked at his attribute version, which was improving at an alarming rate.
In just a few minutes, it had grown to 80,000.
"Okay, okay, this growth rate is indeed useful. My calculation is correct."
With a hint of a smile, Zhuang Wuming narrowed his eyes and continued to watch his next opponents.
He was observing the Qi and Tao levels of these people, what they were good at and what they were not good at, quickly summarized the threatening enemies, and formulated a plan to defeat the opponents.
He wants to maintain his reputation of three moves and defeat all enemies within three moves.
Only in this way will his reputation reach its maximum and gain the attention of people across the country.
The third round soon passed, and Zhuang Wuming still defeated his opponent with unparalleled fighting power.
At the same time, because some people were traumatized in the third round and were unable to participate in the fourth round, no one had a bye in the fourth round semi-finals.
It's noon now and it's rest time.
The semi-finals will begin at 3 p.m. and the finals will begin at 5 p.m.
In the hotel restaurant, a group of people from Qili High School were dining here.
Their team competition also successfully entered the semi-finals. Gu Fengling led his team and advanced all the way. The all-female team also won countless attention.
After the meal, Gu Fengling and Zhuang Wuming walked together and came to a garden in the hotel.
"You make it to the semifinals and your opponent has already been decided."
"They happen to be members of the three major royal families, Bailongkong from the Bailong family, Xieluo Piaoxue from the Xieluo family, and Lanka Heluo from the Lanka family."
"The three royal families are really interesting. We can try their methods." (To be continued)