Ye Wenxuan was doing warm-up exercises on this side, while looking at the rest area of the Japanese players on the other side, Miyamoto Haotian was closing his eyes and recuperating.

Although he despised Ye Wenxuan and did not feel that Ye Wenxuan could threaten his status, Miyamoto Haotian would never underestimate every opponent, this was the rule that his master taught him since he was a child.

Both sides are trying to ease the pre-match pressure in their own way, while the rest of the team is keeping the quiet for both sides.

Even Yue Ziang, who is usually cheerful, stayed quietly on the side at the moment, escorting Ye Wenxuan.

The surrounding reporters wanted to come in for an interview, but they were all politely rejected by Yue Ziang.

More than an hour passed in a blink of an eye, and it was more than ten o'clock in the morning, and it was finally time for the game between Ye Wenxuan and Miyamoto Haotian.

Walking out of his rest area, Ye Wenxuan was greeted by a dense array of microphones, all of which were reporters from various countries.

"Mr. Ye, what do you think of this competition, how long do you think you can last in the hands of Miyamoto Haotian?"

"Mr. Ye, I heard that you once provoked Mr. Miyamoto before the game, I wonder if you regret your original behavior now?"

"Mr. Ye, I wonder if you are ready to admit defeat?"

"Mr. Ye, I heard that you used to be very disdainful of karate in the Wa Kingdom, if you lose the game, what will you do with those words you once said?"

……

One by one, it was all about singing about Ye Wenxuan, and they instantly surrounded Ye Wenxuan.

Journalists are such creatures, and when they like you, all kinds of kind words will make you extremely pleasant. But when you're not in a good situation, they always say something that makes people feel the urge to throw their shoes in the other person's face.

Even Ye Wenxuan's very good mentality was collapsed by these boring questions.

Ye Wenxuan suddenly stopped and said coldly to the reporter in front of him: "I...... Ye Wenxuan, will defeat him!"

After speaking, Ye Wenxuan strode into the ring, ignoring the many reporters who were surrounded in place.

Many reporters were a little stunned by Ye Wenxuan's words.

"Oh, is this young man from Huaxia crazy, what is he talking about? Defeat Miyamoto Haotian? He can't be dreaming!"

"It seems that he has been carried away by the recent victory, and it is estimated that he is a little unable to distinguish his strength. ”

"I really want to see how he interprets that when he gets knocked out of the ring. ”

……

A group of reporters directly and unabashedly ridiculed themselves, and fired at Ye Wenxuan's back on the spot.

The two sides entered the venue, and the audience at the scene rang out with overwhelming cheers.

Most of the cheers were given to Miyamoto Haotian, as a veteran world martial arts powerhouse, Miyamoto Haotian has a great reputation in the whole world, not to mention in the Asian region, it is even more popular.

At least in terms of popularity in Asia, Ye Wenxuan is definitely not as good as Miyamoto Haotian, this is the attention and influence brought by the World Martial Arts Conference!

At least 40% of the people at the scene were fans of Miyamoto Hiroten, or martial arts fans.

There are currently tens of thousands of spectators, and 40% of the data is already thousands of fans.

Thousands of people shouted one person's name at the same time, which was really overwhelming.

Under this circumstance, Ye Wenxuan's fans were suppressed and couldn't raise their heads at all.

This made Ye Wenxuan's fans very angry, as Ye Wenxuan's fans, when have they been suppressed, they have always been the masters who suppress others, and today they are actually suppressed here!

Many Ye Wenxuan's fans secretly made up their minds and said secretly: Hmph, when we wait until Jingbei's home stadium, we will let you know what desperate suppression is!

In the face of the overwhelming cheers, Miyamoto Hiroten obviously enjoyed this feeling of being in the limelight, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but bring a hint of a smile.

Miyamoto Haotian looked at Ye Wenxuan's gaze, and his undisguised contempt was basically obvious.

Both sides check their bodies and both sides come closer.

Miyamoto Haotian cooperated with the referee to inspect and looked at Ye Wenxuan coldly.

Facing Miyamoto Haotian's cold gaze, Ye Wenxuan was unconcerned.

"It's unfortunate that you met me here. Miyamoto sneered at the corner of his mouth, as if he was telling a very sad thing.

"But you are such a strong and powerful character, you won't admit defeat!" Miyamoto Haotian suddenly stretched his head slightly, stared at Ye Wenxuan, and said provocatively.

Ye Wenxuan looked at Miyamoto Haotian for a while and sneered.

"There's no need to play this kind of agitation, I won't admit defeat, how can I give up if I don't beat you into a dead dog......" Ye Wenxuan also responded coldly.

"Do you have the strength?" Miyamoto was not angry, as if he was asking a question objectively.

"Won't you soon find out if you have this strength?" Ye Wenxuan also asked rhetorically.

Seeing Ye Wenxuan's tough attitude, which was a little different from what Miyamoto Haotian originally imagined, Miyamoto Haotian straightened up slightly.

"Since you stay in the ring, then I will let you have a good look at what is called Wakoku karate, and let you know that karate is not disgraceful!" Miyamoto Hiroten flashed a trace of anger on his face, and said fiercely.

Hearing Miyamoto's cruel words, the corners of Ye Wenxuan's mouth flashed with a trace of disdain, and he said softly: "I insulted it two years ago, you ...... What can I do?"

Hearing Ye Wenxuan's rampant words, Miyamoto Haotian was instantly full of anger in his heart, and even looked at Ye Wenxuan with a trace of killing intent in his eyes.

Ye Wenxuan didn't care at all about Miyamoto Haotian's gaze as if he was going to kill.

In this game, from the very beginning, only one person will be able to stand and walk out, and the other will definitely lie on the ground, there is no doubt about it.

Because of the hatred between the two, they will not let the other party have room to turn over.

This is about the glory that each represents, and it also represents the grievances of their respective countries, and this battle can only be won and not defeated for both of them!

The referee looked at the two of them and didn't stop them, just stood aside and watched the two.

Because the words spoken by the two were in Japanese, the referee couldn't understand them at all, but looking at the expressions of the two, it was estimated that they would not say anything very kind.

Pull the two into a corner and count down the last minute.

At this time, all the live broadcast equipment was placed on this game, and the ratings of Huaxia CCTV5 were also rising wildly at the moment.

But at this moment, few people cared about the ratings, including the channel director, all of them were focused on the arena of the World Martial Arts Congress, and their eyes were firmly focused on the young man on the field.

This young man has performed one miracle after another, and this time ...... It should work too!