"What about him? He looks like he is over forty?" Yang Lili asked another bearded man in the Korean camp.

"He is Li Dahao, the second uncle of the master, and he is also a black belt eighth section. Don't look at his old-fashioned appearance, he is actually only about twenty-seven years old this year. Uncle Li is immersed in martial arts and is unkempt, so he looks quite old-fashioned." Xu Junjie said.

There are too many strong people in the Three Kingdoms. There are as many as thirty young geniuses in the contestants alone. Xu Junjie has never even heard of the names of many people.

South Korea alone is divided into two major sects: Songtao Pavilion and Guoji Pavilion. There are also three scattered geniuses, all of whom are worshipped by the Mavericks.

RB also includes the three masters of Yagyu from the Yagyu family, the four major samurai from the preaching hall, and even young priests from the Izumo Shrine and the Meiji Shrine.

As for the country of China, Baji Sect, Bagua Sect, Jiangbei Sun Family, Jiangnan Lu Family... the eight young geniuses currently appearing come from eight different forces.

In the Chinese camp, eight young geniuses seemed to have a tacit understanding and stood behind a hunchbacked old woman.

As the lieutenant general of Kunlun and the director of the North China Bureau, Nie Yan was alone, seemingly weak and standing alone.

"Isn't this Director Nie? Why are you the only ones here? Director Nie's age doesn't want to play in person, right?"

The old woman sneered sinisterly, her words full of sarcasm, as if she was full of hostility towards Nie Yan and even the entire Kunlun.

In order to manage the warriors in the world, the country established the Kunlun tribe. However, those warriors did not want to be restricted and formed a powerful martial arts alliance to fight against the forces of the Kunlun tribe.

And this old woman is one of the elders of Kunlun tribe - Grandma Yinhua!

"Mother-in-law is joking. I am over 40 years old, how could I play in person? As for the strong man in Kunlun, he is responsible for the finale of this martial arts competition. When all you guys lose, he will naturally go on the court to sweep the world and become the number one genius in East Asia."

Nie Yan said neither humble nor arrogantly, and was very confident in Qin Yi's strength.

"Haha, are you still sweeping the world? In this martial arts competition, there are only ten places in China. Our martial arts alliance gives up one place to you Kunlun, which has already made the biggest concession."

"I don't want you to waste this quota in vain and lose the great reputation that our Chinese martial arts world has established for thousands of years!"

Grandma Yinhua said sarcastically.

The affairs of warriors should naturally be handled by the warriors themselves. The existence of Kunlun is like a thorn in the throat for the martial arts world, which is very uncomfortable.

"This is a matter of Kunlun. I don't have to worry about my mother-in-law. It's because my mother-in-law has to worry more about the young geniuses of Japan and South Korea."

"This time, the Songtao Pavilion, the National Tech Museum, the RB's stadium, the Yagyu family, and the Beichen Yidao Liu all sent their own geniuses, with strong people gathered and geniuses all over the world. I wonder if my mother-in-law can stand it?"

Nie Yan said tit-for-tat.

"Haha, Director Nie is really joking! You only have a few masters and a few martial saints in Kunlun. It's your turn to worry about this little thing?"

Grandma Yinhua sneered, "Don't worry, Director Nie, today's martial arts competition, there is no chance for you Kunlun to play."

A red sun slowly sank into the sea level, night began to fall, and the sky became dark.

Soon, the entire Luoxia Island fell into darkness.

Pa! Pa! Pa! Pa...

At this moment, the spotlights were turned on, illuminating the entire martial arts competition arena, as bright as daylight.

In the center of the ring, a take-off and landing slowly rose, and a figure stood on it, wearing a suit and ties, but he was blonde and blue-eyed. He was the host and referee of this martial arts competition. He was a banker and martial arts enthusiast, Mr. Douglas, a Swiss banker and martial arts enthusiast.

At the same time, he was also one of the patrons of this martial arts competition, providing the championship with a prize of 10 million US dollars.

"Good evening ladies and gentlemen! I am very honored to be invited by the official Chinese government, and I, Douglas, will serve as the host and referee of this East Asian Youth Martial Arts Competition! I believe everyone has no objection to me, right?"

Douglas said with a springy face, his slightly old face was filled with enthusiasm and excitement.

"I didn't expect that the referee found by China was actually the famous sponsor Douglas."

"If it's this gentleman, everyone can believe in fairness. After all, he is the patron of dozens of martial arts competitions in the world and the backstage of hundreds of sects and families."

"After all, he is the president of Lehman Bank, he is rich and powerful. He is a little bit of spending billions of dollars a year."

"Mr. Douglas has supported half of the martial arts world, and he is the referee, but it is enough to convince the public."

...

Off the field, the senior masters of the martial arts world recognized Douglas' identity and expressed their agreement.

This banker who loves martial arts has sponsored a large number of martial arts for decades and is one of the big investors in the global martial arts world.

Moreover, he does not distinguish between country or race. As long as he thinks he has potential, he will spare no effort to provide financial support.

In order to ensure the fairness of this martial arts competition, the Chinese government traveled thousands of miles to invite this famous patron from the martial arts world to serve as the referee of the competition.

"The rules of this martial arts competition are very simple. The three countries participating in the competition, China, RB, and South Korea, respectively, send ten players to fight in a wheel battle. The winner defends the game, the remaining one attacks the game, and the loser leaves!"

"As the organizer of this martial arts competition, China will send the first contestant and Japan will send the first challenger. No matter who loses and who wins, the final winner will be sent by South Korea to launch a challenge."

Douglas introduced the rules of this competition, which was actually the most tragic wheel battle, and it was a wheel battle taken by China, Japan and South Korea.

For example, China sends one person, and Japan sends one person to challenge. After the end, the winner has no rest or treatment and directly has to accept the challenge initiated by one person from South Korea.

This kind of wheel war is a war of attrition between countries. It is like playing chess. The three countries have ten pieces in their hands. If one loses one less, it depends on who has the stronger piece and can consume more pieces from the other party.

It is too difficult for the winner of this kind of wheel battle to defend the arena. Every defender must face the geniuses from two other countries at the same time to attack the storm. The more he plays ahead, the more victim he is, and is destined to be consumed.
Chapter completed!