In the football field, Sun Liang, who was in charge of explaining the rules to the Chinese martial artists, saw that the crowd was quiet, and continued to speak: "As we all know, the Kyoto Prefecture Martial Arts Conference is one of the most important events in the Dongying martial arts world, and this year it has changed the rules, not only increasing the amount of rewards, but also allowing martial artists from all over the world to participate. ”

"But this field is so narrow, we have at least 4,000 people on this football field, how can this competition be compared, do you want us to rush up like a rabble?" a martial artist was the first to question.

"Yes, Dongying, a small country, actually said that it would hold some global martial arts conference, but it didn't even have a martial arts arena that could accommodate 10,000 people, what is going on!"

"When will it start?"

"Dongying Rentian shamelessly went to Huaxia to steal treasure knives, I have long wanted to teach them a lesson!"

“......！”

Among the Chinese warriors, there was a lot of uproar.

"Everyone, be quiet, listen to me!"

Sun Liang heard everyone's gossip, raised the megaphone in his hand, pointed to the field and said loudly: "Do you see these white lines on the football field, this is the venue for our martial arts competition today!"

"What? is it just that big?"

A Huaxia martial artist looked at the field densely arranged like a chessboard, and couldn't help frowning: "Every grid here looks like it is only a dozen square meters at most, and if you punch it out, I'm afraid that the true qi can hurt the person in the grid next door, how can you let us compete with peace of mind?"

"That's right, this football field, the number of people has been laid before, and when the competition officially begins, the circle will be activated, and at that time, a barrier will be formed around each grid to prevent the spread of breath, once someone is beaten to the edge of the grid, and after touching this flat field, it will be regarded as falling out of the ring and being a loser!"

Sun Liang answered the warrior's doubts.

"Why are there such unfair rules?!"

When another sharp-beaked monkey-cheeked martial artist heard this, he first raised his doubts: "Only give people a space of more than ten square meters for the competition, so people like me who want to rely on light skills to win, won't they have a disadvantage!"

"This gentleman, today's martial arts conference, a total of 16,000 people participated, this preliminaries directly cut half of the people, it is a big wave of sand, between the warriors of various countries, there will also be countless mutual restraint of the opposing camp, so the rules of the organizer cannot be changed, if you feel that this way is unfair, you can abandon the game. ”

Sun Liang said a word, choking the warrior speechless.

"The way and rules of the game, I have finished talking, let's talk about the competition system, today we are in this football field, a total of 4,000 martial artists, divided into 2,000 battles, the winner of each battle, will be successfully promoted, you can go to the main venue to participate in the martial arts conference, the loser will be eliminated directly, each game is limited to half an hour, if the winner is not decided within half an hour, the two are eliminated at the same time. ”

Sun Liang paused and continued: "You have also seen that our field is divided into five hundred grids, each of which is numbered, four thousand people are divided into four batches, each batch of one thousand people, divided into five hundred double teams for a duel, and later, we will draw lots, and the labels are 1-1, 2-1, 3-1, In this 4-1 arrangement, the first number determines the number of rounds you play, and the second number determines that you will duel with the opponent in that grid, and everyone in the field, as long as two people draw the same label, will become the opponent. ”

While Sun Liang was explaining to everyone, a group of small blacks not far away had already begun to draw lots.

As the rules of the Huaxia warriors were explained, there were also two Dongying women holding the boxes of the lottery and passing through in front of everyone.

No. 1-444, first round.

When Ji Haotian saw this round of the game, he nodded with satisfaction, and at the same time glanced at the grid with the number written on the ground, No. 444, not far from their Chinese phalanx.

In the Huaxia Warrior Array, many compatriots who drew the same duel number also had different faces, some with cruel eyes, and some showed a little helplessness and unbearability.

As everyone in the Huaxia martial arts camp finished drawing the tags, team leader Sun Liang picked up a flare gun and aimed it at the sky.

"Whoosh-"

With the flare in the air, it means that this side is all ready to participate in the battle.

Soon, except for the Dongying phalanx, which had the largest number of people, the phalanxes of other countries also fired signal flares one after another, signaling that preparations were completed.

"Whoosh-"

Five minutes later, the phalanx of the Dongying warriors also fired signal flares.

"The warriors who have drawn the first batch of duels can go and find their own grids! After standing in the grid, three bells will be used as a signal to signal the start of the game!"

Sun Liang stood at the edge of the phalanx, saw the signal flare on the side of the Dongying martial artist rise into the air, and continued to shout: "Everyone, now the game is about to start, as your compatriots, I advise you to say the last sentence, according to the rules of the Dongying Martial Arts Conference, since you have decided to participate in the martial arts conference, then it is equivalent to handing over your life, the duel here is regardless of life and death, so if you encounter a strong opponent that is difficult to match, you must remember to give up or surrender, so as not to die and regret it." ”

"Stomp!"

In Sun Liang's shouting, Ji Haotian had already left the crowd and walked slowly towards the No. 444 grid he had drawn.

At the same time, hundreds of people also walked out of each end of the cordon, looking for their numbers.

Soon, a strong man with a height of more than two meters and full of muscles stood in front of Ji Haotian.

"You're my opponent?"

The strong man looked at Ji Haotian in front of him, a touch of contempt flashed in his eyes, and he threatened in English: "Boy, I am the gold belt boxing champion of the United States, Reagan Johnson, presumably, you must have heard my name, right? If you still want to leave here alive, it's best to give up the game now, otherwise, I won't let you get out alive!"

"Fighters?"

Ji Haotian heard Reagan's threat and narrowed his eyes slightly.

He had heard that more than 50,000 people had been screened out at this year's Dongying Martial Arts Conference, but he didn't expect that in the end, there would be this kind of boxer who had no martial arts skills and only relied on physical strength.

This kind of goods, let alone himself, even if he randomly pulls out a person from the Huaxia martial arts camp, I am afraid that he can be easily beaten.

From this point of view, what the team leader Sun Liang said is indeed very right.

The preliminaries on the first day of this martial arts conference are indeed removing the dross and washing the sand.

A player like Reagan, if he is really selected for the martial arts competition.

I'm afraid, I don't even know how to die.

"Boom-"

At the same time, the first bell rang in the venue.

"Hehe, it seems that even if you want to surrender now, it's too late!"

Reagan glanced at the pale golden barrier that had appeared around the two of them, the muscles of his arms bulging high, and he uttered another vicious threat.