For the next two days, Chen Bufan kept locked in his room to practice, preparing for the upcoming Global Martial Arts Competition.

At the same time, the atmosphere in Rome became more and more intense.

In addition to contestants coming from all over the world, countless people also flocked to this city to see the highly anticipated global martial arts competition with their own eyes.

Although there will be media broadcasts live for competitions of this scale, for many people, watching them on TV is far less shocking than watching them on site.

They are also looking forward to who will win this year’s final winner of this global martial arts competition?

"I heard that those who participated in the Global Martial Arts Competition this time are among the top experts in major regions, and their strength is much higher than in previous years. It seems that there is a good show to watch today."

"Actually, there is no suspense. Even the Holy Court of the Underground World has sent people to participate in the competition, and it is a paladin trained by the Holy Lord Amos himself. It is estimated that the champion is already their possession."

"That may not be possible. What if a dark horse comes out?"

"Hehe, it makes sense, let's wait and see."

"..." Countless people were talking about it, guessing the final winner and loser.

Obviously, there are still quite a few people who think that the two contestants sent by the Holy Court have a high probability of winning, which is reasonable. After all, the Holy Court's reputation is too loud.

Moreover, the Holy Court never participated in any competition in previous years, and this year was the first time this year. Naturally, I wanted to prove the majesty of the Holy Court to the world.

Although there was a sacred court competition this year, the contestants from other parties were not afraid at all. They finally got this extremely precious opportunity. As long as they could stand out in the competition, they would gain the attention of countless people.

At this moment, they naturally had to try their best!... In the blink of an eye, there was only the last day left before the competition officially began.

In the evening.

Chen Bufan woke up from his cultivation state.

He did not practice until tomorrow in one breath. After all, in this period, in addition to practicing, he also had to relax and adjust his state.

So, Chen Bufan, Wang Chongyang, Master Huixin and Nengren, made an appointment to go out for a walk together in the evening, just to experience the customs and customs of Rome.

As for Ye Chen and Ye Hong, although they are both contestants in the China region, they are obviously not the same as them, so there is no need to be together.

After dinner, the group of four left the hotel and strolled on the streets of Rome.

It has to be said that although Rome, as the capital of Italy, has a long history, it is still extremely lively, especially at night when many pedestrians and tourists wander around, which has the smell of a city that never sleeps.

"Brother Bufan, the competition will begin tomorrow. How are you ready?"

He asked curiously when he could bear to walk beside Chen Bufan.

"It's okay, there should be no big problem."

Chen Bufan nodded, glanced at Nengren, and said in surprise: "You didn't even chew chicken legs today?"

When he heard this, he immediately fell into a snoring like a frosted eggplant and complained: "I think so, but what the hell is this place, there is no chicken legs sold. I really don't know how these people survived, but our Chinese food is much more delicious."

"..." Chen Bufan smiled helplessly, and he said why this guy didn't chew chicken legs today? It turned out that it was not sold in this place.

Although he had been to Tokyo, he had only had a conflict with Takeno Miyamoto and did not know the people from the island countries in front of him. In theory, there should be no grudges.

But it seems that the other party is coming for him.

"President Wang, what are the backgrounds of those people?"

Chen Bufan looked at Wang Chongyang beside him and asked.

Wang Chongyang also noticed Furukawa Yuki and others, and his expression changed slightly, saying: "They should be the participating team from the island country. The leader is Furukawa Yuki, the first-class ninjutsu master in the island country."

Chen Bufan nodded and asked no more questions. Instead, he wanted to see why these islanders came.

A moment later, Furukawa Yuki came up with people. He glanced at the few people, and finally his eyes remained on Chen Bufan. The corners of his mouth slightly raised, and he asked directly: "Are you the Chinese who founded the China Martial Arts Association branch in Tokyo and injured Takeno Miyamoto, Chen Bufan?"

"It's me."

Chen Bufan did not deny it, nodded, glanced at Yuki Furukawa, and asked, "Is there anything wrong?"

"Haha, let me introduce myself. My name is Furukawa Yuki, the only contestant in the island country of this Global Martial Arts Competition."

Furukawa Yuki introduced himself, and when he said this, his face looked arrogant.

You should know that the requirements for participating in the Global Martial Arts Competition are extremely strict. Looking around the world, there are only sixteen places, and there is only one place distributed to island countries.

And the fact that Furukawa Yuki was able to become the only contestant is enough to prove his excellence.

He does have the capital to be proud.

Chen Bufan nodded. He already knew the origin of this Furukawa Yuki.

Indeed, the opponent can obtain this only qualification for the competition and is of extraordinary strength.

But for him, that's all.

"You shouldn't just be introducing yourself, right?"

Chen Bufan raised his eyebrows and asked back.

Seeing Chen Bufan's expression so calm, Furukawa Yuki couldn't help but look slightly dark. Most people would be surprised and even fear when they heard about his identity, but Chen Bufan was unmoved at all.

The feeling...as if he didn't take him seriously at all, it made him very upset.

"There is one thing to remind you."

Furukawa Yuki's mouth slightly raised, and he said indifferently: "If you don't want to be too embarrassing in the Global Martial Arts Competition, it's still time to withdraw from the competition."

"What did you say?"

Hearing this, Chen Bufan was stunned and didn't react.

Withdrawal?

This guy is probably crazy.

He decided to participate in this global martial arts competition, which was persuaded by Wang Chongyang. Moreover, he had prepared for so many days. Furukawa Yuki actually wanted him to withdraw from the competition with just one word. Isn't this a joke?

"Tell me the reason."

Chen Bufan asked curiously.

"The reason is very simple. Someone entrusted me. If you meet you in a competition, you must give you some color."

Furukawa Yuki did not hide it, tell the truth.

Chen Bufan frowned slightly and said, "Takeo Miyamoto?"

"He doesn't have the qualification yet."

Furukawa Yuki shook his head. With his identity and strength, he did not take a single Miyamoto Takeno seriously.

"That's it?"

"Miyamoto Takeno's master is also a master of the martial arts circle in our island country, and Master Watanabe Warrior."
Chapter completed!