I have a role in the heavens

Years later, there was heavy snow, and the sky and the earth were completely white. Everything was quiet, and vitality was hidden. Birds disappeared in thousands of mountains, and people disappeared in thousands of paths. There was a chilling air between the sky and the earth, which was awe-inspiring and sharp, making everyone feel... The cold was unbearable.

After the heavy snowfall, the sun came out early in the morning. The bright sun shone on the snow, and the white snow reflected it so brightly that it was hard to open one's eyes.

The Beijing Airport has never been as lively as it is today. Countless people have taken planes from all over the world and come to the capital. They come in all shapes and sizes with their own purposes. Some are here to participate in the World Martial Arts Conference, some are here to see the World Martial Arts Conference, and some are here for the billions Some of the final prizes of US dollars are to challenge yourself. The same amount of money can support all kinds of people, each of them different.

The contestants have all moved into the martial arts competition sports village in the capital. Masters from all over the world have gathered here. Most of them are famous lords and powerful beings in the underground world. Now they have been forced out by Wang Chao and others. Come to participate in this World Martial Arts Conference. This competition, because Wang Chao used all available resources and connections to promote it all over the world and spent a lot of money, has attracted the attention of the world. It is more important than the Olympic Games, which is held every four years. It also needs to attract attention. Countless people are waiting for the opening of this grand event. Human beings' instinct to be strong and aggressive has been stimulated by the World Martial Arts Conference.

In the sports village of the martial arts competition, there are many people who exude a temperament that is difficult to get close to. Some are calm and intimidating, some are terrifying, or the look in their eyes makes people's minds go blank. Some people have a strong scent of blood, and some people exude ancient and modern wisdom. Each has its own style and magnanimity, and no one is a simple character.

They are all powerful people who came to participate in the martial arts conference, and they are the first-class strong men in the world. There are all kinds of people, including armed leaders, underground boxing champions, famous martial arts masters, killers living in the dark, gang bosses, monks, Taoist priests, Vatican masters, Middle Eastern masters, etc., there are countless.

But now they all have the same identity, that is, participants in the martial arts competition. The performers on the final stage of the competition at the pinnacle of human physical strength!

"Are these people so terrifying? Oh my God! The skills and momentum of these people are really amazing!"

"Look, that black man? That's the mercenary leader of the Blackwater Group, Xi Lei. He has a nickname on the international black market called 'Ghost Leopard'. He once set a record of killing five soldiers in one second with his bare hands. This record, It hasn’t been broken through yet!”

"And that person should be a secret leader of the Siberian KGB, Mikoyan! That person is Jin Tiancheng, the coach of the Silla Special Forces. Each of these people, these people, are extremely troublesome when they go to other places. Dangerous man!"

"Now everyone has come to participate in the martial arts conference! Oh my God, we may not have enough manpower. This is the capital. This martial arts conference is also different from the Olympic Games in previous years. These people are not athletes, they are all lawless characters. , if something happens, we can’t control it!”

The warriors of the three ace troops of Changfeng, Sharp Sword, and Fang, each have sharp eyes, capable and capable, but facing these famous masters in the underground world, they are still stretched thin. I saw many powerful people, each of them There are a lot of people's files and information, which are beyond their control. If these people become violent, they may not be able to control the situation.

"Don't worry, we are just responsible for monitoring their daily activities. If something unexpected happens, someone will naturally suppress them!"

A soldier in his forties patted the shoulder of his young teammate, calming his shocked and numb emotions. They were only responsible for the simplest monitoring, and other matters would naturally be handled by others, so they did not need to take action.

"Don't forget that over the years, China is the forbidden area of ​​the underground world. Countless martial arts masters and the best people in the world have fallen here!"

This middle-aged warrior has rich experience and has experienced hundreds of battles. He knows some inside stories. In order to obtain martial arts resources, Li Daoqing took many actions and killed countless masters of the underground world who had smuggled into China, making China a place forbidden by the gods. In this terrifying place, the masters of the underground world were afraid of being killed and did not dare to sneak into China. They even gave up some missions in China and suffered a lot of losses.

"You mean that one?"

The young warrior had also vaguely heard the legend about Li Daoqing, but he knew that China had one of the world's top masters, who once spread the word about the underground world, making China a stable and peaceful place, and no master of the underground world would cause chaos in China. Come! But they didn't know the specific identity of Li Daoqing. This warning was very prestigious and was accumulated with the lives of countless masters in the underground world, including Wharton Tang Lianxi in Double Dragon of the Tang Dynasty, who was the top figure in the underground world and still remained silent. He fell on the land of China.

The three ace special forces, Changfeng, Sharp Sword, and Fang, work together for the first time. Ensure and control the smooth progress of this martial arts conference and prevent any unexpected things from happening.

In addition, many secret systems and forces have been mobilized to cooperate with the three ace troops on the surface to maintain and guard against accidents, and can suppress possible unexpected conflicts at any time!

The martial arts conference stadium is very huge and vast. At a glance, the top is like a sky, overwhelmingly covering the venue. There is a huge square in the middle, and all around it are bleacher seats, with more than 100,000 seats.

This is a huge gymnasium that can accommodate more than 100,000 spectators. The masters participating in the martial arts competition have to compete and fight under the watchful eyes of more than 100,000 spectators. There are countless cameras set up around the venue. It is obvious that a world-wide competition is planned. The pressure and momentum of the live broadcast are enough to make people feel helpless and their nervous minds go blank. Therefore, every participant must have an extremely strong mind and can fight and fight selflessly without being affected by these off-site factors.

It was very quiet in the venue. There were no noisy reporters, only a silence and a solemn atmosphere. The audience were not ordinary people, but special groups of people from all over the world. This martial arts conference did not sell tickets to the public, and each country had some audience quotas. Only relevant people can serve as spectators and endure such a cruel and bloody game.

As for the live broadcast of the martial arts conference, this is jointly promoted by Wang Chao and some other forces. However, the live broadcast pictures also need to be processed. Some pictures that are too bloody and violent will be blocked to prevent the audience from being unable to bear the excitement and appearing. accidents.

All the ups and downs begin and end here.

"From today on, I wonder how much blood will be stained on the ground here? How many souls of warriors will remain here? How many thrilling battles will happen that will shock even ghosts and gods?"

Wang Chao looked at the empty stadium, raised his head and muttered to himself.

In order to build the world's largest stage, Wang Chao spent billions of dollars in order to defeat Li Daoqing in front of people all over the world and prove to Tang Zichen that he is the best player in the world and the most suitable person for Tang Zichen. .

Wang Chao has mastered the three poisons and is trapped in greed, anger and obsession. It is difficult to escape. He does not care and is completely crazy. Otherwise, he would not dare to kill Yan Yuanyi in the street outside the palace. If it were not for Yan Yuanyi Yan Shoujing was really capable of bringing back the dead and mobilizing an army to encircle and suppress Wang Chao. This was a crazy revenge move that a father who lost his only daughter would definitely make. Even the old man Wang Chao visited before would not stop Yan Shoujing from doing this. In terms of behavior, after all, Wang Chao's behavior was a slap in the face to his superiors!

The color of the sky and the earth suddenly changed, dark clouds gathered, the north roared, and there was a violent drowsiness, as if in answer to Wang Chao's question, the murderous intent filled the entire stadium, as if it was grieving for the masters who were about to fall.

Within two hours, everyone had arrived. The stadium was full of people. There were hundreds of thousands of people, but there was silence. The entire venue was shrouded in a heavy atmosphere. Major major universities in the country The masters from the martial arts families are here, the famous forces in the underground world are also here, and the martial arts masters from all over the world are here. Everyone is quietly waiting for the competition to start, their minds are extremely focused, and everyone's eyes are extremely solemn.

At this time, in the highest position of the stadium, in more than a dozen secret rooms, a group of dozens of mysterious people arrived.

If you are a regular TV watcher, when you see these dozens of mysterious characters, you will immediately feel that the faces are very familiar. Because these people are all big figures active on the screen. They are extremely powerful and can influence the direction of the entire world. The most prominent one among them is the ruler of Siberia. He was a soldier himself and was proficient in fighting. Although he later entered politics Although he is still very interested in martial arts, his enthusiasm for martial arts has not diminished. Now that the World Martial Arts Conference is being held, he will immediately watch this grand martial arts event.

"What a terrifying group of people. If it were in the cold weapon era, it would not be us people who would rule the world, but these martial arts masters. Each one of them would be an invincible presence on the battlefield, an absolute man of the hour, and could change the world. The development process of world history!”

The ruler of Siberia stood in front of the window, overlooking the countless masters in the field, with a look of amazement on his face. The aura on each person was so terrifying, some were majestic, cold, bloody, cruel, and obscure. Each of them makes him feel powerful. These people are all elites in martial arts and are true masters.

The competition time of the World Martial Arts Conference is completely different from that of normal sports competitions. It officially starts at midnight. There are no referees, no rules, and no restrictions. Everything is so primitive and violent. The only traces of modern sports competitions can be seen. It's a big screen hanging in the middle of the stadium and cameras surrounding it.

A series of names jumped quickly on the big screen. Thousands of names were jumping and running on it. This was a computer randomly selecting opponents.

The duel opponents will be displayed on the big screen, and whoever is drawn will win. The two sides drawn will have to fight in the end. There is no room for discussion. Moreover, there is random sampling, and there is no secret operation. Everything depends on personal luck.

The huge screen on the wall flickered with strange lights. After flashing for more than thirty seconds, two names appeared.

It is said to be Beichen Temple. Hongmen, China, Zhu Hongzhi.

These two names were first in Chinese, then in English, Japanese, Korean, Arabic, Russian, German, and so on, in dozens of languages, so everyone present could understand who the computer randomly selected. Who is ranked?

Zhu Zhihong is a veteran of Hongmen and a master of Huajin of the older generation. He has not made a move for many years. He once served as a witness referee in Hong Kong Island and participated in Wang Chao's competition. He is highly respected.

on the field,

The one who was drawn, Beichen An, was a martial artist from Japan's Beichen Yitou style. He came to the center of the field first.

At the same time, Zhu Hongzhi, who was dressed in a black coat, black cloth shoes with mille-feuille soles, and had a slightly loose face, but was energetic and with sharp eyes, also walked to the center of the venue step by step.

The two people stopped more than ten meters away, looking at each other. At the same time, the gazes of tens of thousands of eyes were cast on these two people.

Beichen'an is only in his forties, and is in the peak state of a martial arts master. He is stunningly rich and has strong vitality. This is the golden age of a martial artist. He is no longer immature when he was young and is stronger than when he was old. He has only grown from In terms of age, he has an advantage over Zhu Zhihong, who is in his seventies.

"Mr. Zhu, you are already over seventy years old. Why do you still come to participate in this World Martial Arts Conference? I am now in my prime. In terms of age and physical strength, you are inferior to me. And I, Beichen, An's actual combat experience is no less than yours. Aren't you afraid of death? Now you admit defeat, it's still too late to quit."

Japanese martial arts masters are all good at words, and the most proficient in the art of sophistry. They like to use words as swords to attack the opponent's momentum, disturb the opponent's psychology, and then seize the opponent's flaws to kill with one blow. The most vicious.

Zhu Zhihong has entered his seventies. He has experienced countless great events and has long looked past all honors and disgrace. Now he does not have much ambition to participate in martial arts conferences. It is just that as a martial arts practitioner, he has faith in his heart. You must participate in any grand martial arts event.

"Mr. Beichen, this martial arts conference is a martial arts event that is rare in a thousand years and a stage where a warrior's life can fully bloom. How lucky would we martial arts practitioners be to have this opportunity? Even if we risk our lives, It's worth staying here. Don't you think so?"

Zhu Zhihong smiled freely, his old face was indifferent, and his eyes were full of wisdom. He looked at Beichen'an and did not say any targeted words. The spring rain moistened things silently, never showing off his sharpness.

"Putting aside the grudges in our martial arts community, you are a senior worthy of respect."

Beichen'an said solemnly, with a bit more respect for the martial arts seniors on his face. It was obvious that Zhu Zhihong's wisdom and magnanimity made him feel admired.

"Let's compete, shall we compete with weapons, or with fists and kicks?"

In this martial arts competition, the two drawn parties can make suggestions for a weapons competition. If one party does not agree to compete with weapons, then use the computer to draw between the weapons, fists and feet again.

The weapons for this martial arts competition are limited to guns and shells, but bows and crossbows are not restricted. The rest of the spears, iron rods, knives, swords, shields, and all other cold weapons can be used.

"Just fists and kicks. Of course, you are a sect of Beichen Yidao style. You are good at using knives. If you use knives, I will accompany you."

Zhu Hongzhi spoke very casually and was not too obsessed with fists, feet or weapons.

"Then let's compete with fists and kicks first. If there's no winner with fists and kicks, then let's compete with swords."

Beichen'an also happily agreed to Zhu Zhihong's proposal. He was now at the peak of his martial arts status. If he couldn't beat a seventy-year-old man in fists and kicks, even if he won, it would be meaningless.

"However, before we do it, I have something that I would like Mr. Zhu to take a look at first."

"what?"

Zhu Hongzhi frowned slightly and felt a faint bad feeling in his heart. Is this Japanese going to cause trouble?

"It's four words. If whoever loses this time, how about hanging these four words on the wall of his or her house?"

Beichen'an took out a scroll from his clothes. When he unfolded it gently, there were actually four characters. Among them were martial artist, the most familiar four characters.

As soon as these four words appeared, countless Chinese masters in the gymnasium suddenly burst out with astonishing momentum. Their eyes narrowed into a line and they stared at Beichen'an in the field. Murderous intent filled the space between heaven and earth. Countless people have made up their minds and will never let Beichen An leave this stadium alive.

Because the four words on the scroll are the four words that all Chinese compatriots cannot bear: the sick man of East Asia.

In a secret corner, Li Daoqing was wearing a gray Taoist robe, and Tang Zichen next to him was also dressed in the same style. Next to him was a young, beautiful and energetic girl, holding a pure black cat in her arms. There was no motley color on her body, only The eyes are green, emerald, strange and pure, with mysterious charm and temptation.

Li Daoqing's face was livid, murderous intent rose in his heart, and the terrifying aura made everyone around him fall into a daze. They were so horrified that he narrowed his eyes slightly and spoke word by word.

"The Japanese martial arts world is seeking death. It seems that I was too soft-hearted at the beginning and left such harm behind!"

There was also anger burning in Tang Zichen's starry eyes. Deep in his eyes, the green lotus turned into a red lotus. The endless karma fire raged. His voice was extremely cold and without a trace of warmth, just like the voice of Jiuyou calling for his life.

"How dare these Japanese people do such crazy things on such occasions? It seems they are tired of living!"

Li Daoqing turned to the girl who was playing with the black cat in her arms, a flash of satisfaction flashed in his eyes, and said.

"Ling'er has already achieved the cultivation of Huajin. After the martial arts conference is over, let her go to Japan. I don't want to see it again. There are still boxing masters above Anjin in Japan!"