Urban Madness

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Because of this sudden turmoil, the Japanese delegation was embarrassed before the eyes of the global warriors, and its reputation was completely stinking.

Even the entire Wo country martial arts world will be hit hard by this, and will never recover, becoming the laughing stock of the world.

Despite this turmoil, the game must continue.

Next, all contestants in the field line up in order to draw lots.

The first round of individual elimination matches will be divided into more than five hundred groups. Each player will draw a number and compete against the martial artist who draws the same number.

After half an hour, all the players got their own number plates.

Fortunately, the ten members of the Huaxia delegation draw different numbers. At least they don't have to face the same room in the first round.

Ye Fan drew 108, Xie Jinyuan’s 226, Qin Zhengyang 278, Tang Long 322, and Pei Wu, number 12, played the earliest.

There are a total of ten arenas in the arena, which can accommodate ten groups of contestants at the same time.

Soon, the twenty players who drew No. 1-10 entered the suspended arena, while the other players watched and waited in the distance.

In the first knockout round, there were no strong seed players, so there was no abstention.

All the players are ready to go, fighting spirit is overwhelming, murderous, and glaring at their opponents fiercely, as if they are treating the opponents as their enemies.

At this time, Ye Fan turned his head and said to the other nine elite Chinese elites: "Among them, some will become your opponents in the second round of the knockout! Know yourself and your opponents, and you won't be defeated! Everyone looks good, and try to remember the characteristics of their moves!"

"Yes, General Ye!" everyone responded.

After another moment, when all the players were ready, US Defense Minister Jefferson said loudly:

"The global martial arts tournament, the first group of individual knockout, officially begins!"

As soon as the voice fell, more than 20 contestants were on the ten arena at the same time. It was like 20 arrows from the string lashing out. As soon as they came up, they displayed the strongest killer move without giving the opponent any chance to breathe.

"Peng Peng Peng Peng Peng!!!"

A series of fierce physical collisions resounded throughout the audience.

Although the transparent light shield around the ring isolates energy, it is not soundproof. Just by hearing this stormy sound, you can imagine the fierce battle.

Thousands of warriors watching the battle in the audience were also dazzled and couldn't come by.

The battle began in the 53rd second.

A knight from an oil country, relying on the power of the "burning wind" horse charge, smashed his opponent into the air, and then cut off his opponent's head with a Damascus knife.

"She!"

The red blood was scattered in the air like a blood lotus in full bloom, shocking.

And that oil country knight also became the first player to advance in this martial arts tournament.

1 minute and 26 seconds.

A Siamese Thai boxing champion hit his knees with great force, blasted through his opponent's chest, his heart exploded, and blood flowed out like a fountain.

2 minutes and 08 seconds.

A Mongolian wrestling master used his back to make his opponent faint instantly, but he didn't stop his hand and slammed his opponent's head with one foot.

2 minutes and 35 seconds.

A fighting madman from a certain country in North Africa performed a lock-throat stunt. His arms wrapped around his opponent's neck like a python. The opponent's face rose to purple. He wanted to admit defeat, but he couldn't even say a word. A few seconds later. Just died of suffocation.

3 minutes and 12 seconds.

The first swordsman in Burma seized the enemy’s flaws and instantly swung hundreds of knives to dismember the enemy alive.

...

According to ordinary people's thinking, the competition between martial arts powerhouses is earth-shattering, and it is possible to fight for a few days and nights.

But in fact, if a master makes a move, life and death will happen in an instant.

In just five minutes, the ten elimination games of the first group were all over.

The originally clean ring was all sprinkled with blood, and there were broken limbs and arms everywhere, as if it turned into a terrifying Shura field.

Among the winners, some won with an overwhelming advantage, and some were injured.

However, all of the ten losers died, and none survived.

Those who can represent the country in the competition are all the best in martial arts from all countries. There is no doubt about their strength, but there is a big gap between them when they are put on the world stage to compete.

Once on the ring, it is no longer to compete.

Not only fighting for victory, but also for life and death!

This...is the real world of warriors!

There is no kindness, no sympathy, only absolute power, the weak eat the strong, and the strong respect the strong!

In the audience, some warriors saw their comrades being killed, grief and indignation, their eyes were red, their fists clucked, but there was nothing to do.

Other warriors who watched the battle also had extremely solemn expressions, because in the future, nearly half of them would die on the ring.

This is just a fight between warriors, and wars between countries are far more cruel than this.

An order from a superior may affect the lives and deaths of millions of people.

At this time, the ten victors did not leave the field, but went to the opponent's corpse and ruthlessly searched for the spoils. This is the power given to them by the rules of the game.

The weak perish, and the strong grow stronger.

A few minutes later, they got off the stage contentedly and returned with a load. Their companions immediately gathered around and cheered.

Immediately afterwards, the staff cleaned up blood stains and corpses on the ring.

Soon, the knockout round of the second group will begin.

Pei Wu's number is 12 and will also play.

"Pei Wu!" Ye Fan stopped her, and said solemnly: "Do what you can, if your opponent is too strong, just abstain, or choose to surrender!"

In Ye Fan’s view, although Pei Wujin entered the realm of the master, he was still the heir of the sword sage Pei Min, but in the martial arts conference where the strong is like a cloud, the strength belongs to the lower middle reaches after all. If you meet the strong, it is almost impossible to have Odds.

However, when he heard this, Pei Wu shook his head, a bitter color flashed in her beautiful eyes, and said: "I am a soldier of the Eastern Excalibur. I will only stand and die. I don't want to live on my knees!"

There was an extremely firm will in her voice, just like an Ao Mei who was in full bloom against the cold.

...

Soon, Pei Wu was on the second ring.

And her opponent is a Korean national martial artist, about 30 years old, single eyelid, small eyes, wearing a white samurai uniform, black bandage around the waist is very eye-catching, obviously a taekwondo master.

After seeing Pei Wu, the Goryeo warrior was taken aback for a moment, and then a relaxed expression appeared, as if he had secured the victory, and mocked:

"I didn't expect that a lady could represent China in the competition. Are all the men in China dead? Tsk tsk... She is really a charming little beauty. I advise you to abstain as soon as possible, otherwise, I will make you graceful. The body is torn apart!"

As he said, the Goryeo warrior squinted his small eyes and looked at all parts of Pei Wu's body, revealing a fierce and licentious intention.

Facing the opponent’s provocation, Pei Wu’s mood was not affected, Gu Jing Wubo, coldly said: "On the bragging ability, no one can compare to you Yelang arrogant Koreans! Later, I will speak your tongue Cut it off and see if you can blow it!"

"Assi!"

The Koryo martial artist yelled and said angrily: "Smelly lady, what a big tone! Do you know who I am? I am Kim Jong-hyun, the big disciple of the master of Taekwondo, and a strong eighth-level black belt in Taekwondo!"

Kim Jong-hyun has an arrogant face, and the lines between the lines are full of ostentation.

Many Chinese elites have been paying attention to the second ring.

After hearing these words, everyone's expressions were gloomy, and they began to worry about Pei Wu.

The black belt is the highest grade in taekwondo. It represents whether the warrior is not affected by darkness and fear, and can also exert his abilities in the dark. The black belt is divided into one to nine stages.

The fourth stage of the black belt is called "teacher", that is, the teacher's teacher, which is equivalent to a "professor", and more than five stages can be called the "master" of taekwondo.

At Huahai University, Ling Ao, the president of the Taekwondo Club that Ye Fan met, was a black belt five-tier master, enough to sweep one side.

And the strength of the black belt 8 is even more terrifying, standing on top of Taekwondo, I am afraid that the entire Goryeo country cannot find much.

In a sense, the strength of Badan is not weaker than that of Jiudan, because Taekwondo Jiudan is an honor, and it is not entirely based on strength as a measure. It is only awarded to people who have made significant contributions to Taekwondo.

If the battle of life and death is really going to be true, the black ninth dan may not be able to win the eighth dan.

In Pei Wu's first battle, he encountered such a powerful opponent and was in danger.