Because of this sudden turmoil, the Japanese delegation was disgraced in front of the global warriors, and its reputation was completely stinky.

Even the entire martial arts world of the Wa Kingdom will be hit hard by this, and it will be in a state of collapse and become the laughing stock of the whole world.

Despite the turmoil, the game went on.

Next, all the contestants in the venue lined up in order to draw lots.

In the first round of individual elimination, it will be divided into more than 500 groups, and each player will draw a number to face off against the martial artists who have drawn the same number.

Half an hour later, all the players got their number plates.

Fortunately, the ten members of the Huaxia delegation were drawn with different numbers, at least they didn't have to face their roommates in the first round.

Ye Fan drew 108, Xie Jinyuan drew 226, Qin Zhengyang 278, Tang Long 322, and the earliest one to appear was Pei Wu, number 12.

There are a total of 10 rings in the competition venue, which can accommodate 10 groups of players at the same time.

Soon, the twenty players who drew No. 110 were on the hanging ring, while the other players watched and waited from a distance.

There weren't any strong seeded players in the first group of knockouts, so there were no abstentions.

All the players are ready to go, their fighting spirit is soaring, their murderous spirit is boiling, and they glare at their opponents viciously, as if they regard each other as enemies who kill their fathers.

At this time, Ye Fan turned his head and said to the other nine Huaxia elites: "Among them, some of them will become your opponents in the second round of elimination! Know yourself and your opponent, and you will not be defeated in a hundred battles! Everyone take a good look and strive to remember the characteristics of their moves!"

"Yes, General Ye!" everyone replied.

After another moment, when all the players were ready, Secretary of Defense Jefferson said in a loud voice:

"The Global Martial Arts Conference, the first group of individual knockouts, has officially begun!"

As soon as the words fell, on the ten rings, more than 20 players attacked at the same time, like twenty arrows shot out of the string, and as soon as they came up, they performed the strongest killing moves, not giving the opponent any respite.

"Peng Peng Peng Peng Peng !!"

A series of fierce flesh collision sounds resounded throughout the audience.

Although the transparent light shield around the ring is isolated from energy, it is not soundproof, and just hearing the sound of this stormy blow, you can imagine the fierceness of the battle.

The thousands of warriors watching the battle in the audience also felt dazzled and couldn't see it at all.

The battle began in the 53rd second.

A knight of the oil country, relying on the power of the "Fire Wind" warhorse charge, slammed his opponent into the air, and then cut off his opponent's head with a Damascus knife.

“?_！”

The crimson blood floated in the air, like a blooming blood lotus, shocking.

And the oil country knight also became the first player to be promoted in this martial arts conference.

1 minute 26 seconds.

A Siamese Muay Thai champion slammed his opponent's chest into his opponent's chest with a powerful flying knee, his heart exploded directly, and blood flowed out like a fountain.

2 minutes 08 seconds.

A Mongolian wrestling grandmaster made his opponent faint instantly with a back throw, but he didn't stop and stomped on his opponent's head.

2 minutes and 35 seconds.

A martial arts maniac from a country in North Africa performed a choke lock technique, his arm wrapped around his opponent's neck like a python, and the opponent's face turned purple, and he wanted to admit defeat, but he couldn't even say a word, and died of suffocation after a few seconds.

3 minutes and 12 seconds.

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

......

According to the ideas of ordinary people, 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 are in an instant.

In just five minutes, all ten knockout matches in the first group were over.

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

Among the winners, some won by a landslide, while others were wounded.

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

Those who can represent the country to participate in the competition are the leaders of martial arts in various countries, and their strength is undoubted, but when they are put on the world stage to compete, there is a huge gap between them after all.

Once in the ring, it's no longer a competition.

Fight for victory and defeat, but also divide life and death!

This...... It's the real world of martial artists!

There is no mercy, no sympathy, only absolute power, the weak eat the strong, and the strong are respected!

In the audience, some warriors were overwhelmed with grief and indignation when they saw their companions being killed, their eyes were red, and their fists clenched and gurgling, but there was nothing they could do.

The faces of the other warriors watching the battle were also extremely solemn, because in the future, nearly half of them would die in the ring.

This is just a fight between warriors, a war between countries, far more cruel than this.

A single order from a superior can affect the life and death of millions of people.

At this time, the ten victors did not end the game, but walked to the corpse of their opponent and mercilessly scavenged for the loot, which was the power given to them by the rules of the game.

The weak perish, and the strong become stronger.

After a few minutes, they got off the stage satisfied, and their companions immediately gathered around them and cheered.

Immediately afterward, the staff cleaned up the bloodstains and corpses in the ring.

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

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

"Pei Wu!" Ye Fan stopped her and said in a deep voice: "Do what you can, if the opponent is too strong, just abstain, or choose to admit defeat!"

In Ye Fan's opinion, even though Pei Wu has advanced to the realm of grandmasters, is he still the sword saint Pei? F's descendant, but in the martial arts conference where the strong are like clouds, the strength belongs to the middle and lower reaches after all, and if you meet the strong, it is almost impossible to win.

However, hearing this, Pei Wu shook his head, a cold color flashed in his beautiful eyes, and he said: "I am a warrior of the Oriental Divine Sword, and I can only die standing and die, and I don't want to live on my knees!"

In her voice, there is an incomparably firm will, like an arrogant plum in the cold.

......

Soon, Pei Wu stepped onto the second ring.

Her opponent is a Goryeo warrior, about thirty years old, with single eyelids, small eyes, wearing a white samurai uniform, and the black strap around her waist is very eye-catching, obviously a taekwondo master.

When the Goryeo warrior saw Pei Wu, he was stunned for a moment, and then a relaxed expression appeared, as if he had won the battle, and mocked:

"I really didn't expect that a girl could represent Huaxia in the competition, and all the men in Huaxia died......? It's really a charming little beauty, I advise you to abstain as soon as possible, otherwise, I will tear your graceful body to pieces!"

As he spoke, the Goryeo warrior squinted his small eyes and looked at all parts of Pei Wu's body, revealing an obscene and ruthless meaning.

In the face of the other party's provocation, Pei Wu's mood was not affected, Gujing Wubo, and said coldly: "In terms of bragging, no one can compare to you arrogant Koreans! Later, I will cut off your tongue and see if you can blow!"

"Assi!"

The Goryeo warrior roared loudly and said angrily: "Stinky girl, what a big breath! Do you know who I am? I am Kim Jong-hyun, the eldest disciple of the Taekwondo grandmaster, and the eighth-dan powerhouse of the Taekwondo black belt!"

Kim Jong-hyun looked arrogant, and his words were full of showing off,

Many Chinese elites have been paying attention to the No. 2 ring.

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

The black belt, which is the highest level in taekwondo, represents whether the martial artist is not affected by darkness and fear, and can also exert his ability in the dark, and the black belt is divided into one to nine dans.

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

At the beginning of Huahai University, Ye Fan met Ling Ao, the president of the Taekwondo Club, who was a black belt fifth-dan master, enough to sweep one side.

And the strength of the eighth rank of the black belt is even more terrifying, standing at the top of taekwondo, I am afraid that the entire Goryeo Kingdom will not be able to find much.

In a sense, the strength of the eight dans is not weaker than that of the nine dans, because the nine paths of taekwondo are honors, and they are not entirely measured by strength, but are only awarded to those who have made significant contributions to taekwondo.

If you really want to fight to the death, the ninth section of the black section may not be able to win the eighth stage.

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