"The first World Martial Arts Conference has officially begun now!"

"First battle, random selection!"

"Brazil theater contestant Samba vs Indian theater contestant Shiva!"

"Please take the stage!"

Swish!

Swish!

Two players immediately appeared on the ring.

Black and yellow players are quite easy to identify!

These two players are not considered famous and powerful, but it is the first battle, and the number of viewers and the sense of expectation are quite good!

Brazil's samba players have a weak reputation, which is normal. Brazil is not a strong district!

And India.

It was also very bad at first, but with the development, especially following China, it has gained popularity recently, and its national strength has increased a lot!

Even though the rise in national strength is useless to the lower class people, India has a little voice internationally.

As a result, many people gradually became aware of the masters of the Indian War Zone.

Shiva.

One of the three main gods of Hinduism.

Named after the name of God, it can also be accepted by India, especially Hinduism. It can be seen that this man has an extraordinary origin and is not simple!

…………

Three minutes later!

"Indian War Zone, Shiva wins, advance to the next round!"

The world is in an uproar.

No power to fight back!

There is really no power to fight back!

The samba player in the Brazilian war zone was played with from beginning to end, just like the monkey monkey in the palm of the Buddha Tathagata. No matter how he jumped around, he could never get out of the Five Finger Mountain.

"I can't accept it!"

"Why? Brother Samba is obviously that strong!"

"What is the origin of this Shiva? How powerful is it?"

"The Indian War Zone players who have not made any statement are so powerful. How strong should those masters who have long become famous, especially the mysterious soul-wrenching that emerged in "Dimensional Destiny"?"

"It seems that most masters in the martial arts conference in this war zone are quite restrained and have not exposed too many trump cards. Especially those players who are directly led by open the back door, it is even more terrifying!"

“…”

It should be a turbulent battle with a strong battle, but I never expected that the strong men who both represent the war zone were either the strongest martial arts conference champion or the designated specialists representing secret weapons, there was such a big gap.

It is understandable if it is a small African country with weak national strength or island countries, but Brazil is not weak. At least compared with India, the gap is not very obvious, and it should not be so weak that it is impossible to fight back.

But reality is often so cruel.

Brazil's Samba was completely abused by India's Shiva!

Are you angry or not?

It’s hard to say anything else, but at least, the players in the Brazilian war zone were furious!

In the first battle of the World Martial Arts Conference, the domestic players were arranged, so it would be fine to lose, but in such a mess, who can accept this from the beginning to the end?

indeed.

The crime of non-war is really inferior to that of your samba. What can you do if your samba is not as good as other Shiva?

But who cares about you if you are angry?

If you lose, you are a sinner!

No matter how brilliant your achievements you have ever had or how great honor it has brought to the country, it is like being a good person all your life. A bad thing will be remembered for the rest of your life, and you will be overwhelmed with hatred! (Refer to Liu Xiang’s experience, you will understand it)

"The second battle,..."

No matter how crazy the outside world is, the isolated island specially made by the system as a competition site is not affected at all. Here, all communications will be blocked. Not only can the outside world not contact the contestants here, but the contestants cannot contact the outside world, and even the official website forum cannot be opened.

Accompanied by the cold prompt sound of the system, two more contestants were selected and stepped onto the ring!

……………………

time.

Minutes and seconds passed.

In the blink of an eye.

Two hours have passed.

at the same time.

The battle also took more than 60 groups, and nearly 130 contestants went on the ring. More than 60 contestants stood under the ring with a pale face, doubting their lives!

This is a bloody knockout match, random opponent system, unlucky encounter with the strong, one round of games, GG directly!

The reason why I can still stay here is not because of the privilege, but because there is a team competition. Once two players in a war zone lose the single match and the team competition is G, then without any surprises, they will be sent away directly. Even if they stay here, they are not qualified to watch the seat!

"MD, I haven't come yet, I haven't come yet. Did Chihun really forget this martial arts conference?"

"Fuck, is there something wrong with the Crying Soul? As long as the Crying Soul is on stage, what else can the champion and others do? Some countries will definitely not let this happen. They can't do it in the game, so they are playing in reality!"

"WDNMD, brother is right! Dog DX, with such tricks, a certain Star Stripe Kingdom and a Little RB, there must be the biggest suspicion!"

"Stop in this conspiracy theory! I admit that you are right! But Huihun is not a fool, how could he give the killer agents and other opportunities to find him?"

"A group of idiots, just watch the game. Isn't it okay? An announcement has been made long ago. My friends from Chihun explained immediately. There was nothing wrong with Chihun online, but they were trapped in a special map and could not be contacted."

"Damn, there's something else? I'm a damn, isn't this looking for a slap? It's like the World Martial Arts Conference, isn't it still going to do the mission?"

“…”

Unlike other war zone players, even though the Chinese war zone is also enjoying the competition, it is always frightened. After two hours, every time the system randomly selected contestants, his heart couldn't help but beating, for fear that the system would spit out the word "soul-crying"!

As time goes by, the luck of misfortune is that in two hours, the sob has not been drawn.

But because of this, the worry over and over again added up, some players with poor heart almost had myocardial infarction!

"Next battle: Grape War Zone Luo Wen, battle, China War Zone..."

I'm fucking!

No!

Under the attention of the public, the system's cold prompt sound, the moment the four words "Huaxia War Zone" were exited, countless people in the entire East China land felt their hearts twitching, and their eyes were dark.

What is coming, is it still coming?

"…The Eastern Emperor of the Chinese War Zone!"

Damn!

grass!

Damn Nian!

Mother Xipi!

MMP!

...

The dialects and national curses in various places were heard in an instant.

Those who felt heart attacks were immediately resurrected and scolded them wildly, expressing great dissatisfaction with the system's cheating behavior that almost sent them away!

soon.

More than a dozen more battles have passed.

There were only more than 200 contestants, but now there are fewer and fewer. The sorcery is lucky and is ignored to this extent, but in the end, there will always be a time to end!

"bite,……"

At this time.

As another group of players won and lost, the system's prompt sound suddenly rang.

Players in the Chinese War Zone twitched again.
Chapter completed!