In the underground ring.

Ye Fan triggered the divine thunder, and a sword shocked the sky, like a god.

Time, as if frozen in this moment.

That shocking scene was forever engraved in the depths of the souls of all the warriors in the arena, completely subverting their inherent concepts.

Even if it is a few decades later, they may not forget the scene of "nine days of thunder breaking through the sky" just now.

"This son is terrifying! If he doesn't die young, in a few years, the whole world will be trampled under his feet!" said a foreign warrior with emotion.

"Triggering the Nine Heavens Thunder, such a magical power, I'm afraid it has already reached the realm of the gods!"

"It's too powerful! If you encounter the Huaxia delegation next, abstain immediately, don't want to be an enemy of it!"

"If he fights alone, the mecha warriors of Zeus's team may not be able to win against him!"

Before the start of the game, most of the warriors who watched the battle were more optimistic about the Tsarist delegation.

On the one hand, the Tsardom had a numerical advantage.

On the other hand, except for Ye Fan, the strength of the other three in Huaxia was obviously weaker.

But no one could have imagined that Ye Fan would single-handedly crush the six genetic warriors with an overwhelming advantage.

The gap between the two sides seems to be separated by thousands of mountains and thousands of rivers, and it is simply insurmountable.

What's more, after such a high-intensity battle, Ye Fan is still unscathed and at ease, and it seems that there is still something killer that has not been revealed.

It was as if he was shrouded in a mystery, unfathomable.

......

In the underground ring.

The five genetic warriors of the chameleon, the 6 turtles, the sharp-tailed swift, the Taipan snake, and the electric eel, all died and died in Huangquan.

The scar-faced man who was the first to be blasted in his right arm survived.

"Sting!"

Ye Fan's fierce gaze was like a divine sword that overcame thorns, shooting out, and there seemed to be invisible sparks of lightning in the air.

The scar-faced man was shaken all over, like an electric shock, and his face was no longer full of arrogance as before, but full of fear and horror, and an aura called "despair" seeped into every pore, almost devouring him.

At this moment, he is like a fish on a chopping board, without any ability to fight back, so he can only let Ye Fan slaughter it.

"Goo-dong!"

The scar-faced man swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and then, without hesitation, fell to his knees, bowed his head, and then shouted: "I admit defeat!" on behalf of the Tsar, I beg you...... Please don't kill me!"

His voice was humble, like a loyal dog wagging its tail and begging for mercy.

According to the rules of the game, if one team concedes defeat, then the other team is not allowed to play another killer.

But rules are dead, people are alive.

Now Ye Fan is like a god and controls the power of life and death, even if he doesn't follow the rules and kills him directly, he will not be punished in any way.

After all, a dead person has no value, and no one will speak for a mere corpse.

Ye Fan looked at the scar-faced man condescendingly, with a look of disdain and disdain, and said coldly:

"you, get my hands dirty!"

Hearing this, the scar-faced man did not have any dissatisfaction, but instead swept away as if he had been amnestied.

At this point, the duel between China and the Tsarist State finally ended.

To be more precise, it is Ye Fan who is one person Vs six genetic warriors.

In the previous three individual knockout matches, Ye Fan defeated strong opponents one after another, and even broke the undefeated golden body of the Atlantis Protoss, making him famous.

And now this battle has brought his prestige to the peak.

Everyone looked at him with reverence, and no longer despised him for his age.

In this world, there is no shortage of geniuses!

Even if it is one in a million, if you look at the world, you can find tens of thousands.

In fact, those who can represent the country to participate in the martial arts conference are the top martial arts geniuses of each country.

If you want to step into the ring here, you have already gone through layers of screening.

However, among geniuses, there are also three, six, nine and so on.

There is no doubt that Ye Fan is a genius among geniuses!

At the age of a weak crown, to achieve such a martial arts achievement, there is no one before or after, which is unconvincing.

In this way, many of the bold words Ye Fan said before seemed appropriate, not exaggerated, but seeking truth from facts.

Even the members of the Huaxia delegation looked incredulous, feeling like they were dreaming.

"General Ye, how did you cultivate, compared to you, Lao Xie and I have lived to be a dog for decades!" Xie Jinyuan said with emotion.

He had cultivated for more than forty years, and it was not easy for him to reach the peak strength of the Xuan Realm.

And Ye Fan is young, less than twenty, but he stands on top of the world.

People are more angry than people!

"General Ye, I want to worship you as a teacher!" Qin Zhengyang said in a loud voice.

"Hey...... I said a long time ago that General Ye is an invincible existence!" Tang Long had seen the scene of Ye Fan subduing the warriors of the Japanese Kingdom, and he had a kind of blind existence for Ye Fan.

"Okay, okay, I'm a little embarrassed about what you said! Although we win this game, our goal is to be the champion, remember not to take it lightly!" Ye Fan reminded.

"Hmm!" everyone nodded.

......

Next, the game continued.

A few hours later, the first group of teams finally came to an end, and a number of countries were eliminated.

Soon, each country sent representatives to draw lots, and this time Ye Fan was lucky, he drew a small country from Africa, and only one fighter survived on the other side.

The warrior found out that his opponent was Huaxia, and thought of Ye Fan's terrifying record before, so he was so frightened that he directly chose to abstain.

The other games were also carried out in an orderly manner.

After another half a day, after one group of duels, most of the countries were eliminated.

But the surviving fighters did not leave, but stayed near the ring, looking forward to the upcoming final showdown.

However, since this global martial arts conference, the Zeus team of the United States has not even fought a battle.

Whenever a player or national team encounters them, they simply choose to abstain, and they dare not be their opponent at all.

On the side of the Atlantean Protoss, it's actually pretty much the same.

Except for Ye Fan, who defeated a Seven Seas God General, the others also abstained when they saw them.

Finally, in the end, there were only four countries left.

United States, Atlantis, China, Germany.

Among them, there were only two people left in Germany, and they were seriously injured, which can be described as "soft persimmons".

Ye Fan stepped forward again to draw lots, secretly praying in his heart, hoping that it was Germany that would be drawn.

In this way, the Atlantean Protoss can consume the strength of the rice country, and it can also relieve Ye Fan a lot of pressure.

However, the heavens did not grant people's wishes.

The number plate drawn by Ye Fan is 1, Germany is 2, and the United States is also 2.

That is to say, the next Huaxia delegation will fight against the legendary Atlantean Protoss.

Seeing this result, Ye Fan's face was helpless.

Even if it is drawn directly to the United States, it is better than this result.

Now, if Huaxia wants to win the championship, he must first fight with the Atlantean Protoss, and then drag his remnants to fight against the Zeus squad with a complete lineup.

If you compare this to a game, it's absolutely hellish in difficulty!

Before, although Ye Fan defeated the Seven Seas God General, it was a solo battle.

Now facing a full nine strong people, and the strength of Xie Jinyuan and the three of them is a big difference, they can't help him at all, and Ye Fan has to protect the three of them when necessary.

For a while, even Ye Fan felt unprecedented pressure.

And Xie Jinyuan, Qin Zhengyang, and Tang Long, their faces were also very solemn.

"General Ye, if we do our best, we won't hold you back!" Xie Jinyuan said in a deep voice.

"That's right!" Qin Zhengyang nodded, his body burst out with an astonishing momentum, his eyes were shining, as if he had put life and death out of the way, and said word by word: "The fate of a soldier is to die on the battlefield! From the day I joined the army, I have been prepared, no matter who the enemy is, I am fearless!"

"Qingshan buries loyal bones everywhere, why do we need to return the body of the horse leather? We Chinese warriors may be defeated, but we will never be defeated!" Tang Long said.

"Well said!"

Ye Fan also had a sense of pride and ambition in his heart, his blood was boiling, and he said in a thunderous voice: "Gentlemen, the glory of Huaxia is pressed on the shoulders of a few of us! This battle can only be won, not defeated!"