At this time, Yao Zhenshan is full of confidence, the Yamamoto group is really interesting, ten masters have been sent, the game has been going on so far, and even a person who poses a threat to them has not appeared, it is obvious that these ten people are ten guarantees, and the champion must be his own!

And the next game is the Heroes Club's Oriental master Honda Guibu against the seeded player Wang Dazhuang of the Yuanwei Gang.

The two of them stood in the ring, Honda Guibu was carrying a samurai long sword, his face was cold, his figure was nearly two heads shorter than Wang Dazhuang, the latter had a dark face, a tall man and a big horse, long hands and long feet, if he really competed with fists and feet, maybe Wang Dazhuang could still have a certain advantage.

However, the use of cold weapons is not prohibited in this competition, and the best thing for the Orientals is naturally swordsmanship.

Wang Da Zhuang is as his name suggests, he looks black and strong, carrying a bright machete, and his body is imposing.

Su Rui is an expert, and it can be seen at a glance that this Wang Dazhuang's real level is not bad, enough to rank among the top five of the Yuanwei Gang, and the Qinglong Gang aside, those local seeded players are really not necessarily this Wang Dazhuang's opponents.

It can be seen from this that the Yuanwei Gang living in the north is really strong.

"Orientals also dare to come to the territory of Huaxia to spread wildness, today I want you to know how powerful Grandpa is!" Wang Dazhuang sneered, and the machete in his hand was 11.(5) relieved

And the short Honda Guibu who was standing opposite glanced at Wang Dazhuang, and said disdainfully in stiff Huaxia language: "It's just a surface, the sick man of East Asia!"

Wow!

Honda's return to the department immediately ignited the anger of the audience!

This is the home of China, this Oriental man dares to say that, is he looking for death?

The sick man of East Asia.

These four words, which have hurt the Chinese nation in modern history, have once again been put forward by the short Orientals, which seems so harsh!

"Little devil, dare to be here again, can you say another word about the sick man of East Asia?"

"Believe it or not, we went up and slaughtered you en masse?"

"It's a fucking bastard that a hero would invite such a person to be a foreign aid!"

The scene was full of emotion, and there was a tendency to rush up and besiege Honda's homecoming!

Because of his words, the infighting between the Huaxia gangs on the scene instantly turned into a battlefield of unanimous external affairs!

The members of the Heroes Club present couldn't help but feel a little hot, their own gang invited such foreign aid, which really made them feel shameless!

Chairman Yao Zhenshan stood in the distance, his face was a little unbearable, and he scolded angrily: "Damn Orientals, don't you just let you win the championship in a low-key manner? Why do you want to openly provoke contradictions? This is Huaxia! What a fucking bastard! If I spoil my good deeds, I will definitely not spare you!"

However, Honda Guibu, who was standing in the ring, did not have any awareness of this, he carried a long knife and said mockingly: "You must want to kill me now, but you can't kill me." ”

"Play, let's go!"

The referee couldn't bear it anymore, and as soon as he gave the order, Wang Dazhuang shouted angrily: "Dog mongrel, grandpa will kill you today!"

With that, the machete in his hand slashed towards the Honda homecoming!

The latter saw Wang Dazhuang's offensive and did not slack off, and directly pulled out the scabbard!

This is the first time he has shown his knife since this competition!

Wang Da is strong and strong, relying on his height, as soon as he comes up, he is a brutal and unreasonable slash!

Machete to long knife, sparks splash!

Under such an attack, Honda Guibu kept retreating, and could only raise a long knife to resist!

Wang Dazhuang became more and more energetic the more he slashed, and the frequency of his movements accelerated again and again!

"It is said that the ring does not kill people, today, I must let you die here! Let you know that Huaxia people are not easy to mess with!" Wang Dazhuang's figure has become a whirlwind, and everyone's ears are full of the sound of knives colliding with knives!

Wanyan Zhengyong in the distance had already stood up, looking at this scene, his eyes showing war.

He looked at the old man in the long shirt beside him and said, "Lao Tian, pass the order, as long as you meet these domineering Orientals in the ring, you will kill them desperately, and you can't lose the face of the Chinese people." ”

Wanyan Zhengyong's words revealed a sense of fearlessness of life and death!

"Okay, I'll do it. ”

"Dad, do we want to retain our combat strength, because there are more important things, our family's hundred-year plan......" Wan Yan Huazhong hesitated for a moment, but still said.

"When we met them in the ring, even if we stayed, would these people let our people go?" Wanyan Zhengyong sighed softly: "National hatred or family hatred, which is more important?

There is no strong country, how can there be a rich home!

This sentence fell on the ears of the people around me, and I couldn't help but feel a deafening feeling!

If Su Rui hears it, he will definitely be impressed by Wanyan Zhengyong!

He led the Yuanwei Gang to fight in the chaotic northern underground world for so many years, and laid down a big country, although he is now trying to conquer Ninghai in the south, but Wanyan Zhengyong still puts his identity in the first place in his bones! He is a Chinese man, and the descendants of China will never accept this kind of insult from the Oriental!

Ten Orientals appeared in turn, and each of them was very ruthless, although they did not directly kill people, but they broke all people's hands and feet, no different from the living dead!

At this time, Lao Tian, who had a white beard, took a very extreme but very bloody way to convey Wanyan Zhengyong's order!

Lao Tian, who looked to be quite old, was standing on a high platform, using enough internal strength, and shouted loudly: "Yuanwei helps the disciples listen to orders!"

Hearing this sound, except for the thumping sound of the collision of knives in the ring, the whole scene instantly quieted down, which was enough to see how terrifying this Lao Tian's internal force cultivation was.

"The gang leader said the truth, but whenever you meet these Orientals in the ring, you will try your best to kill them!

Lao Tian repeated Yan Zhengyong's words, and after the whole scene was quiet for ten seconds, everyone finally roared!

"The face of the Chinese people can't be lost!"

Everyone shouted in unison, at this moment, there is no longer a gap between gangs, there is no longer hatred for each other, and some are just unanimous with each other!

Who said that the Chinese people are a plate of loose sand? Who said that the Chinese people cannot be twisted into a rope at a critical moment?

If you win and go crazy together, you lose and carry it together! This is the home of the Chinese people, where can we tolerate the rampant madness of other people!

The actions of the Orientals had already aroused the anger of the people, and most of the people were only afraid of their skills, and dared not speak out, but now once united, they naturally have nothing to fear.

In the monstrous roar of the audience, Wan Yan Huazhong's body was shocked: "There is no strong country, how can there be a rich family! Dad, I understand!"

In Wan Yan Huazhong's eyes, his father has been glorious to the extreme!

Wan Yan Zhengyong looked straight at the ring, his eyes bright.

Su Rui looked at the location of Wanyan Zhengyong, his eyes were deep and complex.

"Little Oriental, die to grandpa!"

Wang Dazhuang was also enthusiastic, the whole person rose into the air, a blast, and the heavy machete in his hand actually cut a gap in the samurai long knife of Honda's department!

When this knife was slashed, Wang Dazhuang's figure turned violently, and a ferocious roundabout kick happened to kick Honda Guibu's chest!

The latter stepped back several steps, and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth!

"Good!"

Seeing that Wang Dazhuang finally made the Oriental people suffer, the cheers on the scene broke through the sky!

Honda Guibu didn't seem to expect that this Wang Dazhuang would be so flexible and able to hurt himself, he wiped the corners of his mouth, and a hideous smile flashed in his eyes.

"Good, you're doing a great job. Honda Guibu smiled coldly, his body accelerated suddenly, and the long knife was broken

The latter is on the rise, and he doesn't even think about it, so he directly raises his knife to meet it!

Wang Dazhuang has been attacking before, and Honda has been defending, and his strength on the offensive end has not yet been reflected!

But this time, Honda's attack speed is significantly faster!

The speed of swinging the knife is not comparable to Wang Dazhuang at all, one knife after another, countless cold lights bloom in the ring, making people dizzy!

Wang Dazhuang really felt that he was a little struggling, he really couldn't imagine that a person could practice a knife to this speed?

The hearts of everyone in the audience have been pinched fiercely, and they have clearly seen that Wang Dazhuang is at a disadvantage!

Su Rui narrowed his eyes, faintly feeling a hint of something unpleasant. Once this Honda return department is ruthless, it is like a mad dog, and it is a completely lifeless posture, although Wang Dazhuang's flexibility is acceptable, but in the face of this kind of attack, it is not enough to see!

In less than a minute, his hands holding the knife were completely numb! The tiger's mouth was shattered, and blood flowed!

However, the increase in speed also means a decrease in strength, and Honda Guibu has three knives to break through Wang Dazhuang's attack, but it does not cause fatal damage, but only cuts three holes in the opponent's hard chest muscles!

"Death to grandpa!" Wang Dazhuang wiped a handful of wounds, and hehe sneered: "Today, grandpa fought for his life, and he will kill you!"

He couldn't be beaten passively all the time, and was about to raise his machete to fight back, but a cold light flashed and slashed directly at his forearm!

In front of the sharp blade, the strong muscles on the forearm were almost like papier-mâché, and they were directly torn apart!

The blade slashed across the surface of the bone, causing Wang Dazhuang to roar in pain! The long knife could no longer be held, and it fell to the ground with a thud!

The opponent has no weapons, which makes Honda's return more like a fish in water, and the long knife draws a net of heaven and earth!

Almost in a few seconds, there were dozens of deep wounds on Wang Dazhuang's body, and blood spurted out unfatally, instantly turning him into a bloody man!

These wounds are not enough to kill, but they are more painful than death!

The scene was quiet, no one made a sound, and the huge stadium could be heard of a needle!

Wang Dazhuang still had a smile on his face, and every time he took a step forward, a bloody footprint was clearly imprinted on the ground!

"Oriental, you are ruthless enough! Even if grandpa can't kill you today, he will drag you to die together!"

Although Wang Dazhuang's footsteps were a little staggering, he was full of pride, roared angrily, and rushed towards the Honda homecoming!

If you lose the game, you can't lose the momentum!

"Don't be ashamed, give me death!"

Honda's short figure flew up in an instant, and he kicked heavily on the countless wounds on Wang Dazhuang's chest!