The decisive battle of the Holy War will officially begin today.
This time the decisive battle will still be held in the previous stadium.
At eight o'clock in the morning, many people had already started to enter the venue.
After entering the venue, people discovered that the stadium had been transformed.
The original testing machines were all gone at this time, replaced by a huge competition stage.
The competition platform is square in shape and is about one meter higher than the surrounding ground.
The entire competition stage is about two hundred meters long and wide. Such a huge competition stage is enough for the strong men to fight freely.
Next to the competition stage, groups of nurses and doctors were also ready.
Time passed little by little.
It's nine o'clock in a blink of an eye.
Almost all the spectators have already entered the venue.
As many as 100,000 spectators filled the entire stadium.
This can be said to be the pinnacle of this stadium.
As the audience entered, the strong men who had already gathered in the lounge also entered the stadium one after another.
As each strong person appeared, bursts of cheers erupted from the scene.
Some strong people are more popular and have louder cheers.
Some strong men brought their relatives and friends, and when they appeared, their relatives and friends cheered and applauded them desperately.
The order of admission is determined by the ranking on the Tianlong Ranking. The one who appears first is the one who is ranked 200th on the Tianlong Ranking, followed by one hundred and ninety-nine and one hundred and ninety-eight.
Half an hour later.
When Lin Zhiming, who was ranked second, walked into the stadium, the cheers instantly rose to several levels.
Everyone cheered with all their strength.
This scene is two extremes compared to the scene when Lin Zhiming entered yesterday. Yesterday, some people booed Lin Zhiming, but today there were no boos at all. Everyone was cheering for Lin Zhiming.
With Lin Zhiming's entrance, Dirk Nowitzki, who was ranked first, also appeared in front of people.
When Dirk Nowitzki appeared, 99% of the cheers disappeared instantly.
Only a few fans of Dirk Nowitzki and the Western audience were left cheering.
The entire stadium also went from extremely restless to a little quiet in an instant.
Dirk Nowitzki walked forward slowly under everyone's gaze. There was a sense of arrogance on his face that everyone could feel, as if he didn't take anyone seriously.
Many Western warriors also applauded at this time.
Dirk Nowitzki has become the leader of Western warriors.
With Dirk Nowitzki entering, the entrance ceremony ended.
At this time, there was a burst of noise at the scene.
When it was Zhang Shuang's turn before, everyone was already confused when Zhang Shuang didn't show up. Now that everyone is here and Zhang Shuang hasn't shown up yet, it's confusing.
At this time, the host walked to the middle of the competition stage.
"Please be quiet, everyone," the host said.
The scene suddenly became quiet.
"Hello to all the viewers here and in front of the TV, I am Xiao Sa, the host of the final battle of this Holy War. You may have noticed that Zhang Shuang, an outstanding martial artist from our Dragon Kingdom, did not appear today.
, In fact, the organizing committee of the event has been trying to contact Mr. Zhang Shuang early this morning, but has been unable to get in touch with Mr. Zhang Shuang. Currently, the Xiahai City Police and the Dragon Clan have begun to search for Mr. Zhang Shuang. I believe Zhang Shuang
The gentleman must be able to come to the scene before his battle begins!" the host said.
Many people were stunned when they heard the host's words.
Zhang Shuang lost contact?
How could such a powerful master lose contact? What happened to him?
"Okay, let's get down to business. Today is a day that everyone is looking forward to..." Host Xiao Sa took the microphone and began an enthusiastic opening speech.
The audience's attention was gradually led back to the final battle by Xiao Sa.
Soon, Xiao Sa finished his opening remarks.
Afterwards, the official high-level officials came on stage and announced that the final battle of the Holy War had officially begun!
Afterwards, Dirk Nowitzki, the No. 1 seed in this decisive battle, walked to the competition stage under everyone's gaze.
Afterwards, Dirk Nowitzki’s opponent, Li Mu, a warrior from the Dragon Kingdom, also stepped onto the court.
Li Mu is a middle-aged man in his fifties and a reclusive master. Before the auditions for the Holy War began, almost no one knew Li Mu.
In official records, Li Mu is just a military official.
It is such a character who shocked everyone with his skills after the audition began, and finally successfully entered the top 200 in the world!
"Hello, Mr. Dirk, I am extremely honored to be your opponent." Li Mu said, making a fist-cup gesture towards Dirk Nowitzki.
Dirk Nowitzki stood there, glanced at Li Mu lightly and said, "What did you say?"
Li Mu was stunned for a moment and said, "I said, I am extremely honored to be your opponent."
"Ha..." Dirk Nowitzki sneered and said, "Do you think you are qualified to be my opponent?"
Li Mu's expression suddenly changed.
The faces of many people at the scene also changed color at the same time.
"Mr. Dirk, what do you mean by this?" Li Mu asked.
"How does a person who ranks 200th on the Tianlong Ranking have the qualifications to be my opponent??" Dirk Nowitzki said with contempt.
There was a burst of noise at the scene.
"Fuck, pretending to be your mother?"
"What a piece of shit, if you can't show the most basic respect, what the hell is it!"
There was a lot of yelling and cursing at the scene, but Dirk Nowitzki was not affected at all. He looked at Li Mu with his arms folded and said, "If I were you, I would just admit defeat and get out now, so as not to be beaten later."
Half dead."
"Mr. Deke, you must first cultivate your virtue when practicing martial arts. This is what the ancients of our Dragon Kingdom said. I give this sentence to you. Although you are strong, it does not mean that you can humiliate me. I will do my best to let you know that I
Not as good as you, but...I'm not weak either." Li Mu said seriously.
"Not weak?" Dirk Nowitzki smiled jokingly and said, "Then I would like to see what you mean by not being weak."
"Come on!" Li Mu made a starting gesture.
Dirk Nowitzki stood there, his hands hanging naturally, looking indifferent.
Li Mu was extremely annoyed, so when the referee announced the start, he took the lead and rushed towards Dirk Nowitzki.
Although he knew that he had no chance of winning, Li Mu still wanted to show the momentum that a Dragon Kingdom warrior should have.
In the blink of an eye, Li Mu arrived in front of Dirk Nowitzki.
Dirk Nowitzki still stood motionless, not paying attention to Li Mu at all.
A cold light flashed in Li Mu's eyes, and he took action with the powerful Baguazhang!
Whoosh!
A powerful and heavy Baguazhang shot towards Dirk Nowitzki.
Dirk Nowitzki's body flashed a few times and he easily dodged Li Mu's attack.
Li Mu didn't expect that Dirk Nowitzki still didn't take action. He angrily used all the secrets he had learned and continued to attack Dirk Nowitzki.
Dirk Nowitzki kept flashing his body to avoid Li Mu's attack, and, as if to mock Li Mu, Dirk Nowitzki even put his hands behind his back.
He was like a roly-poly, with his upper body twisting constantly and his lower body almost motionless.
More than a minute passed like this.
For a battle, one minute is a long time.
Li Mu tried his best to attack, but was still unable to touch Dirk Nowitzki's body.
The yelling and cursing that had been there before was gone, replaced by dead silence.
Although they knew that Li Mu and Dirk Nowitzki were very different in strength, no one expected that Dirk Nowitzki could easily avoid all Li Mu's attacks.
This is not a disparity in strength. These people are not from the same world at all.
One is a superman and the other is just an ordinary person.
"Are you tired?" Dirk Nowitzki suddenly asked.
Li Mu's face stiffened, and then he said angrily, "If you're a man, just take action! What's the point of hiding here and there all the time?"
"This is what you said." Dirk Nowitzki suddenly said.
As Dirk Nowitzki finished speaking, a heavy punch suddenly appeared in front of Li Mu for no apparent reason.
This punch was so fast that Li Mu didn't even make any dodge movements.
Bang.
The fist hit Li Mu in the face.
Li Mu jumped into the air.
The next moment, Dirk Nowitzki came to Li Mu with a quick step, and then quickly punched several times.
These punches are extremely simple, they are all straight punches, clean and neat.
Li Mu's body trembled violently in the air for a few times, and then fell face down to the ground with a thud, motionless.
Dirk Nowitzki walked up to Li Mu, bent down, grabbed Li Mu's neck, and lifted him up.
Li Mu half-opened his eyes, and blood was already flowing from his mouth, nose, and ears.
Although it was just a few simple punches, Li Mu had already been severely injured.
"Let me just say it, you are not qualified to be my enemy." Dirk Nowitzki said.
Li Mu trembled slightly and opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but he couldn't.
"Please let me spare you, or I will break your hands and feet in front of these 100,000 people." Dirk Nowitzki said with a joking expression.
His words were picked up by the surrounding radios and immediately spread throughout the stadium.
Whoosh!
The stadium exploded immediately.
No one expected that Dirk Nowitzki would humiliate his opponent so much.
However, the next scene shocked everyone instantly.
Li Mu, who was being squeezed by Dirk Nowitzki, suddenly moved his foot and kicked Dirk Nowitzki's ribs.
Although this kick had no power at all, it was Li Mu's first attack on Dirk Nowitzki.
A smile appeared on Li Mu's face, and a few words came out of his mouth.