"The Children of God are here!"

When the Sons of God team appeared, the entire martial arts competition arena became boiling, and everyone stood up and cheered and shouted. They looked at the Children of God with excitement in their eyes. In their eyes, the Sons of God team is the brightest star in China. They are the myths of China, and they are even more dazzling than the top stars in China.

"The Sons of God team is here, they are a total of five god-level middle masters, and their strength is the top existence even among the god-level middle masters. I believe that the Sons of God team can crush Wang Yue's team. They will trample Wang Yue's team on the ground and crush it fiercely. ”

In the audience, there was an evil smile on the shocking face. His eyes were fixed on the Children of God, and he twisted his neck slightly, making it rattle.

"The Sons of God will definitely win, and if there is a bet on this game, I will bet on the Sons of God to win with all my net worth. A smile appeared on Cangtian's face, as if he saw the picture of Wang Yue's team being defeated.

After all, this is the Son of God team, the children of the five top masters in Huaxia. He didn't believe that the children cultivated by the five top masters in China would lose to Wang Yue's team.

Compared with them with their illustrious family backgrounds, Wang Yue is just a wild dog!

"Wang Yue's team has gone all the way to the finals of the National Martial Arts Competition. However, their road to the national martial arts competition is coming to an end. With the strength of the Children of God, coupled with the stimulus of our suppression before their competition, I don't believe they will win against the Children of God. Chen Xuan sat in the audience and lit a cigarette.

"I'm looking forward to Wang Yue's team being beaten miserably. Qian Baobao smiled on his face.

"Hehe......" Bai Qilin, Bai Jiaolong, Lin Yueru and others laughed one after another.

"I believe it. Wang Yue's team will definitely lose. Chen Tianlong looked at the audience with a hundred and twenty spirits, this was the last battle of the national martial arts competition, and he was looking forward to seeing Wang Yue's team being beaten to white.

"This is a good show, the match between Wang Yue's team and the Son of God team will be the best show in this national martial arts competition. Xitang looked at Donglin with meaningful eyes.

Donglin hooked the corners of one side of his mouth. A cruel smile appeared on his face.

Sitting not far from Xitang and Donglin, Nanyin raised his chin slightly.

There were five people in total, and the Children of God team walked into the game rest area amid the cheers and roars of the spectators. When they walked into the game rest area, there was no expression on their faces. They wore black military uniforms embroidered with golden dragons, black representing pressure and gold representing dignity. Before the game began, they had already released their momentum to form a huge pressure on Wang Yue's team.

Wang Yue's team also walked from the competition arena to the rest area of the competition.

There were dozens of them in total, including Wang Yue, the drunkard, Zhao Xi'er, Young Master Qian, Yuwen Shenju, Li Mingxi, Brother Zhu, Hou Shaofei, Lin Hu and a large group of subordinates.

When they walked into the rest area of the game, Wang Yue's team was also expressionless. They wore black military uniforms embroidered with red dragons, and the black on their bodies also represented pressure, and the red represented blood and power. When they walked into the rest area of the game, Wang Yue glanced deeply at Liu Xiaofan opposite and sat on the seat in the rest area of the game.

"Wang Yue, come on!" Seeing Wang Yue's team walk into the rest area of the game, Qingfeng stood up and let out a heart-rending roar.

Wang Yue is here, Wang Yue is here!

He finally made it to the finals of the National Wushu Competition.

I knew that Wang Yue would not let me down. He's the strongest in my heart, and he's sure to beat the Sons of God and become the champion.

When Qingfeng roared, he looked at Wang Yue's eyes with excitement.

Wang Yue, you will become a champion in the national martial arts competition. And I, Qingfeng, will silently support you and become a champion among your fans!

"Come on, Team Wang Yue!" "Han Xihua, Shen Aoqing, Zhou Qinhao and others beside Qingfeng also shouted.

As they shouted, Han Xihua's eyes gradually turned red. Wang Yue, that is, you are already engaged, and I love you like Han and Western paintings. I will love you forever and wait for you forever.

"Wang Yue, come on!" Seeing Wang Yue's team walk into the rest area of the game, there were bursts of cheers and shouts from the audience again.

"Young Master Qian, come on!" "Young Master Qian, I love you!"

Among the fans of Wang Yue's team, Young Master Qian has the most fans, and most of Young Master Qian's fans are girls, they have been attracted by Young Master Qian's handsome appearance and noble temperament, and they have been firmly attracted by Young Master Qian when he released the air against the Shaolin team.

"Young Master Qian, come on, we love you!" Even, some female warriors held up a big LED sign with Young Master Qian's name written on it and drew a heart shape.

"Young Master Qian, come on!" Toyotomi Sakura and Tang Xiaomei shouted as they stood in the audience.

"Brother Yue, come on!" Lu Yu and Wang Ao shouted as they stood behind Nanyin.

"Anyone dares to cheer for Wang Yue and Wang Yue's team?" Hearing the voice of Wang Yue's team was no less than that of the Sons of God team, Cangtian's eyes became gloomy.

Although, among the fans of Wang Yue's team, Toyotomi Sakura is the most cheerful, and she shouts right next to him. But this Toyotomi Sakura has a scary background, she is the eldest lady of the first family in the island country, even if she is against him. He couldn't help her. But, Qingfeng, he always has a way to deal with it.

Qingfeng Lao'er, you wait for me, when the national martial arts competition is over, I want you to look good!

"Wang Yue, come on!" Qingfeng noticed the cold eyes of the sky, but he was still not afraid.

"Hehe, Wang Yue's team is very loud. Qingyun, the leader of the Martial Arts Alliance, sat in the audience and smiled.

"Alliance leader, if the person in today's finals is the earth-shattering young master, I believe that the voice of the earth-shattering young master must be higher. An old timer beside Qingyun said.

"Hehe......" Qingyun smiled without saying a word.

When he was laughing, his eyes looked at the shocking sky around him, only to see the shocking hatred of Wang Yue's team, looking at Wang Yue with evil eyes, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

Surprise, you're too narrow-minded. You are my most proud disciple, how can I not know what your character is? If you have half the generosity of Wang Yue, I will pass on the position of the leader of the martial arts alliance to you. I have no choice but to hold this national martial arts competition.

If I can't hand over the position of the leader of the martial arts alliance to an excellent son with both ability and political integrity, I'm sorry for this Huaxia.

"Wang Yue's team, the Sons of God team. Please send your first team member to compete. "Kamigumi Xingtian appeared in the ring, and he was the referee for this last match.

"Brother Yue, the first team member is going to be sent to compete, what should we do?" Young Master Qian immediately became nervous.

"It went as planned. Wang Yue said.

"Xiao Fan, who will we play in the first game?" asked Guan Peng of the Son of God team.

Liu Xiaofan had a smile on his face. looked at Wang Yue on the other side.

"I'm rubbing, Liu Xiaofan is watching us. What does he mean?" Young Master Qian's heart panicked again.

"We're going to use a strategy against the Children of God, and when he looks at us like this, the whole of us are embarrassed. Brother Pig said.

Wang Yue got up. looked at Liu Xiaofan on the opposite side and said, "Xiaofan, your Son of God team is too strong. I'm sorry, this national martial arts competition is too important, I'm afraid Wang Yue won't be able to fight you. In this battle, we have to use some strategies against you, so you should send your team members first. ”

"Are you going to race horses?" Liu Xiaofan smiled.

"Exactly!" Wang Yue said with serious eyes.

"Well, I'll do it for you. But I just want to say that a real strong man, no matter what kind of opponent he meets, no matter what kind of martial arts he meets, no matter what kind of conspiracy he encounters, he can defeat his opponent. Whatever you have to do, all I need is an iron fist. Such a master can be regarded as a real master. However, along the way in this national martial arts competition, your Wang Yue team has been seriously injured. And you come from an ordinary background, but I am the son of the god of boxing, we are the children of this Chinese mythology, and it seems unfair to fight against you as our identity. I, Liu Xiaofan, have heard of your name for a long time. Knowing that it is not easy for you to grow up, I respect you for being a good man, and I will let you in this national martial arts competition. ”

"In this last game, let's send players first, and you can send people to challenge as you like. Wang Yue, our first team member is Xia Xiaobei. ”

"Xiaobei, this first game is up to you. Liu Xiaofan's eyes were bright, and he looked at Wang Yue opposite and smiled.

"Good. A slender girl walked out.

Xia Xiaobei, the daughter of the Chinese Leg God, is a god-level medium master. The leg method and martial arts are superb, and the true inheritance of the father's leg god is fully realized. Not only is she strong in martial arts, but her appearance is also outstanding. She is 1.7 meters tall, has a slender figure, and has a delicate appearance. The whole person exudes a special temperament, like a thorny rose.

With a snort, Young Master Qian immediately appeared in the ring.

"Young Master Qian, what are you doing?" Seeing Young Master Qian appear in the ring in an instant, Liu Xiaofan's eyes showed surprise.

"Huh?" Xia Xiaobei was also surprised by Yumei's eyes.

"Liu Xiaofan, your Son of God team is very strong this Xia Xiaobei, right? I decided to suffer a little loss and personally deal with Xia Xiaobei, the strongest of your Son of God team!"

When Young Master Qian spoke, the subtext in his heart was that Xia Xiaobei of your Son of God team was the weakest, and I had to show up quickly, lest someone in our Wang Yue team be stupid and rush to fight Xia Xiaobei in front of me.

Since my young master Qian debuted, I haven't never lost, it's not easy to maintain this all-win record, even if Wang Yue and they look down on me, I have to get this all-win record, I want to become the undefeated myth of Huaxia.

"This young master Qian is quite face-saving. Seeing Young Master Qian's duplicity, the drunkard stood under the ring and smiled angrily, and he didn't tear down Young Master Qian's stage.

It's just that this young master Qian is too anxious to appear, and we have already said it, how can we rob Xia Xiaobei with him.

"Wang Yue, you actually want to use Young Master Qian to deal with our Xia Xiaobei?" Seeing Young Master Qian, a boy with a height of one meter eight, appear in the ring, Liu Xiaofan frowned slightly.

"Not bad. Wang Yue nodded lightly.

He thought to himself, he finally reached the finals of the national martial arts competition, and if he lost this game, all his previous efforts would be in vain. I'm sorry, Liu Xiaofan, even if we use some strategies and are looked down upon by you, we must win this national martial arts competition.

"Wang Yue, do you know that I have always respected you? I have watched all your games. I have a lot of respect for you, and I am eager to make friends with you. Liu Xiaofan's eyes showed sadness.

"I'm sorry. Wang Yue felt a burst of guilt in his heart, frowned and lowered his head.

"I respect you more, you are really a good man. You didn't even take advantage of us, and you wanted to challenge Xia Xiaobei, the second strongest member of our God Son team, Young Master Qian, who was the worst in your Wang Yue team. It turns out that you asked us to send players to compete first, because you wanted to increase the difficulty of the game and challenge our masters. ”

"Wang Yue, I didn't misunderstand you!" Liu Xiaofan looked at Wang Yue opposite with admiration in his eyes and said loudly.

"What!?" Hearing Liu Xiaofan's words, Young Master Qian's face turned ugly............