Global Selection: Only I Know the Story

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Among the stadiums with tens of thousands of people, there are already thousands of people seated at this moment, which is almost all the participants in this competition.

Although there were only a few thousand people, the atmosphere was solemn and suffocating.

Among these people, there are official representatives organized by the sports committee to participate in the martial arts conference, including Hongmen, Tangmen, Qinggang, and Daquan.

There is Muay Thai, there are yoga masters, there are Oriental samurai.

There are also mercenary instructors, super killers, and black boxing champions

Among these people, except for a few sponsors, officials, and state guests, the rest are all participating warriors.

Martial arts does not need to be promoted in society, but it does need recognition from the upper class, so the real big shots are still qualified to visit.

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But there are no noisy reporters here, and there are no spectators who bought tickets to enter. There is just an atmosphere of silence and solemnity.

Dozens of doctors and hundreds of soldiers were waiting in full formation, and they were also silent.

In the middle of the arena, Wang Chao stood quietly with his hands behind his back. He had been standing here for a whole day.

As the soul of this martial arts conference and the largest sponsor with an investment of US$3 billion, Wang Chao has the highest say.

Under the gaze of thousands of people, huge pressure gathered, but Wang Chao remained calm and calm, as if he was integrated with the whole world. He was strong, the breeze blew the hills, he was allowed to cross, and the bright moon shone on the river.

It was getting dark gradually, but the entire hall of the stadium was brightly lit. Until late at night, the number of people entering the stadium intermittently gradually became fewer and fewer.

At the last moment of 12 o'clock in the morning, there were already more than 5,000 people in the audience, but it seemed even more silent. It could be said that it was so silent that you could hear a pin drop.

Just after 12 o'clock, the bell in the stadium rang, marking the beginning of a new day.

At this moment, Yan Yuanyi and Fengcai walked in from the door.

Fengcai was holding a giant sword that was four feet long and as wide as a palm with both hands. It was bright yellow and was obviously made of gold.

This is the symbol of the highest honor in this martial arts competition, the Golden Sword of Martial Arts.

When Fengcai and Yan Yuanyi presented the martial arts golden sword to Wang Chao, the door opened and Tianyu slowly walked to the center of the venue.

In this situation, only Tianyu is qualified to face Wang Chao.

When the two people looked at each other from a distance, the entire scene was extremely depressing and extremely silent.

"Wang Chao, this is a big gathering of masters from all over the world. There are so many people, tens of thousands, and so many masters. But the one who can really compete for the title of No. 1 in the world is between you and me. I hope we can enjoy it. Fight, no matter you win or lose, there will be no regrets." Tianyu said slowly with a calm face.

As his voice fell, several big bells rang at the same time, faintly heard. This was shaken by his skill and resonated.

"Yes, I have been invincible for 10 years, and this time I can do my best!" Wang Chao stretched out two fingers, held the martial arts golden sword, and sighed with a voice from the heart.

This was an extremely loud sound, like a huge bell being violently hit, and the sound was loud.

Although the giant bell did not vibrate, the ears of thousands of people present vibrated slightly, as if it were a thought-provoking meditation bell in Buddhism.

Wang Chao is indeed very happy. Whether it is Tang Zichen or the previous Ba Liming, although they are qualified to fight with him, Wang Chao cannot attack with all his strength unless he wants to kill someone.

As for other people, even masters in the alchemy realm, he could kill them with just one or two moves.

Until now, Wang Chao himself couldn't estimate how strong he would be after taking action with all his strength.

Now, finally, someone with whom he can have a hearty battle has appeared. For Wang Chao, this is even more gratifying than winning the title of No. 1 in the world.

"very good."

Tianyu nodded and walked into the exclusive seat assigned to him in the first row to sit down.

There is equality above the ring, but below the ring, everyone is treated differently now.

In this situation, Tianyu, as the god of martial arts who breaks the void, has the highest privileges and treatment.

"My mood is complete. I am worthy of being the protagonist, and I have some fights."

Tianyu narrowed his eyes slightly, but there was actually no joy in his heart. do

After experiencing so many missions in the world, Tianyu no longer has much passion in his heart.

As long as they are not part of the masochistic party, no one will become happy just because the enemy is strong.

The feeling that Wang Chao gave him now was stronger than when they first met in Paris. Probably because he had taken over the title of the best person in the world, his state of mind had been sublimated, leading to spiritual perfection.

This step, under normal circumstances, requires accumulation over a long period of time, and only the result of cold and heat can be achieved.

But for a bastard like Wang Chao, he can still explode from time to time, constantly upgrading and becoming stronger.

Meeting such an opponent was not something he would be happy about.

After all, his fight with Wang Chao had no purpose of breaking through. Even if he did break through, it would be Wang Chao's breakthrough.

"Everyone has almost arrived, let's start this martial arts conference. This golden sword weighs 36 kilograms. It symbolizes the highest honor of martial arts. It is placed in the middle of the venue. Whoever can be proudest in the end will get it. Take this golden sword." Wang Chao smiled faintly and waved his hand violently.

The golden giant sword in his hand let out a sharp roar and stabbed straight into a cylindrical platform behind the huge venue. Under the illumination of the lights, it became more and more dazzling.

Just after Wang Chao threw out the martial arts golden sword, it marked the real start of the martial arts conference, and the bloody fight really began.

The scene fell into incomparable silence again. After the silence, all the masters present looked at the screen on the east side of the huge gymnasium.

The LED screen quickly jumped with a series of names. This was the computer randomly drawing opponents.

In this martial arts conference, all the games will be played in the main venue. One-on-one duels will not be divided into many arenas and many venues for competition at the same time.

Every player will become the focus of the audience during the competition and perform wonderfully with his life!

The two duel lists displayed on the LED screen, whoever is drawn will be drawn, and both sides will go down to fight, and cannot be changed.

If the player is not present when the draw is made, or is too seriously injured, or has not played for five minutes, it will be considered an automatic forfeit.

Everyone has three chances to forfeit. In theory, if one party refuses to play, they will not meet again before the final. This is the only place where tactics are involved.

Once you leave the game, you can no longer forfeit. The loser will be eliminated directly regardless of whether he is dead or alive.

In fact, in such high-end games, it often ends within a few seconds because one party is beaten to death.

Even if the other party wants to hold back, there is no way to hold back, and there is no such thing as a draw.

In the face of fair random draws, no one can play tricks. Everything depends on strength or luck.

After the big screen flashed for half a minute, two names finally appeared, attracting the attention of everyone present.

Tang Sect: Chen Aiyang.

Stateless: God.