Zhang Mengmeng's words made Xiao Suying stunned, she frowned and said: "Martial artists talk nonsense, Ye Fan is not that kind of person. ”

"Oh, Su Ying, I don't resent Ye Fan for a long time, why should I slander him? I was in the bar last night, and I deliberately teased a few martial artists, and I asked clearly. ”

Zhang Mengmeng explained: "They say that when the luck of China comes, all Asian countries want it, and the Dongying people want to be the boss." This time, Ye Fan was pinned on high hopes to defeat the Dongying people. But Dongying people are too terrible, Ye Fan directly played missing, isn't this running away? ”

Zhang Mengmeng said in detail, a group of young people felt reasonable, they didn't know much about the martial arts circle, but they also felt that this competition was extraordinary, and it was possible for Ye Fan to be scared away by the Dongying people.

Xiao Suying was silent, standing silently, refusing to leave.

A group of people sighed and had to stay with her. Zhang Mengmeng took out his mobile phone to play: "Look, Ye Fan won't come when he sees the end of the game." ”

On the other side, in a group of Western audiences, two Caucasian women wrapped in headscarves pulled a little Lori and were also looking.

"Mommy, where's Mr. Dongfang? If I can't find him, how can I bloom? Jyoti said, holding his head high.

Neither woman spoke, staring intently at the people watching the battle in the distance.

Emma looked at it for a while and whispered: "The Oriental people are so strong, especially the Dongying and Indians, who have already crushed Fan Ye." ”

"Yes, I didn't expect so many masters in the East, I originally thought that Mr. Ye Fan was the most powerful."

The two sighed at the same time, and there was an extra layer of worry in their hearts. They know the major events in Asia, and they also know what Ye Fan is carrying.

In this battle, Ye Fan can only win and not lose.

Kilometers away, in the command center of the alliance leader competition, Mao Wuye, who was sweating profusely, was blowing a fan and hung up another phone.

"Grandma's, I can't find it yet, I can't drag it out."

"Don't worry, President, the audition has only started now, there are so many people, it will take at least three or four days to compete, and we can still delay." Others wiped their sweat.

Mao Wuye eased up a little, and unexpectedly someone knocked on the door and entered.

But it's a few Dongying people.

As the first person, the spirit is strong, and the powerful aura is all hidden, and he seems to have hooked the heavenly power when he walks, which is very amazing.

This person is the Holy Father, Tiandao Xinyue, who was the one who went to visit the Futu clan and proposed to kill Ye Fan.

Tiandao Xinyue smiled, without the slightest arrogance, he bowed as soon as he came: "I have seen the Yanjing Martial Arts President." ”

Mao Wuye was surprised: "Friend Dongying, what's the matter?" ”

"That's right, there are too many players from all over the world, and it is extremely time-consuming to audition one by one. I negotiated with the rest of the countries that the seeded players from each country would play separately and start now, while the rest of the players would continue to audition, and the winners would play against the losing seeded players. ”

Tiandao Xinyue naturally proposed an optimization plan.

Mao Wuye and the others were shocked, isn't this deliberately embarrassing Huaxia?

"There's no need to worry, in such a prosperous era, everyone can watch the battle with peace of mind." Mao Wuye said in a deep voice, Tiandao Xinyue shook his head with a smile: "Yes, everyone agreed, just wait for the organizer to nod." ”

Tiandao Xinyue seems to be pleasant, but she does not give an inch and is aggressive.

Mao Wuye was cold, he felt that he couldn't even breathe smoothly, he didn't nod his head hard, and he was in a stalemate with Dongyingren.

Tiandao Xinyue smiled again: "It is rumored that Ye Fan escaped, it seems to be true." Don't worry, I'm not targeting Ye Fan, I just want to speed up. Seed competition, we will wait until Ye Fan appears. ”

Heavenly Dao Xinyue was not aimed at Huaxia at all, how confident he was, he simply wanted the Holy Son to quickly seize the position of the leader of the alliance.

Mao Wuye pursed his lips and finally nodded: "Okay, since everyone agrees, let's start the competition for the seeded players while auditioning." ”

Immediately, the news spread, and a huge ring was drawn out for the seeded players.

For a while, all the warriors flocked to watch the demeanor of the seeded players.

At the same time, the Kyushu warriors also breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that Ye Fan was back.

"Ye Fan must be back, otherwise he wouldn't have started the seed competition."

"He really didn't disappoint me, but fortunately he came back, otherwise he would have been embarrassed!"

Everyone watched the ring eagerly.

Soon, the seeded players from various countries showed up and greeted everyone first.

Thai, Vietnamese, Indian, Dongying...... The strongest young people from all countries have appeared, but there is no Chinese one.

Ye Fan did not come back.

The warriors of Kyushu were in an uproar, and the rest of the countries showed gloating expressions, except for Thailand, other countries are basically the same as the Dongying people.

"What's going on? What about Ye Fan? ”

"Damn, what's the situation? Ye Fan didn't come, what is the game? Seeded players replaced? ”

Some people were happy and some were worried, Xiao Suying also squeezed over with difficulty, but she didn't notice that Ye Fan couldn't help but purse her mouth.

Zhang Mengmeng followed behind, wanting to say a few words, but when she saw Xiao Suying's appearance, she still didn't say anything.

The seeding contest has officially begun.

It is said that it is a seeded player, but in fact, there is a huge gap between countries, such as Thailand, Vietnam, and Laos, and the seeded players are congenital masters, which is unbearable.

Even if some are powerful, they are at most powerful, and they are still miserable in front of India and Dongying.

The original god Brahma and the Dongying Shangsen passed all the way, almost one move at a time, without dragging the mud and water.

In just half an hour, except for the two of them, the rest of the people were all beaten down.

This is too shocking and speechless, the gap between the martial arts of various countries and regions is too big, comparable to heaven and earth.

The audience was dumbfounded, and they had to admire India and Dongying, the players of these two countries were as if they had taken a strong pill.

Mao Wuye personally went on the field as a referee, and announced on the spot that the original people and the others would play next.

Mao Wuye has selfishness, he wants India and Dongying to lose both, so that when Ye Fan returns, he can pick up the leak. That's why he agreed to seed the tournament.

As a tyrant, Mao Wuye's mentality is unbalanced to this point, which shows how worried he is in his heart.

Many people also saw Mao Wuye's plan, and an old man from Singapore asked: "Why don't you Huaxia send players, do you admit defeat or do you want to pick up the leak?" ”

"That is, if the original people fight with the Shangsen, they will definitely lose both, Ye Fan wants to pick up the leak, right?"

"Unless Ye Fan is announced to be out, you can't let the original people fight with Zhongshangsen!"

All countries disagree, and the people in Kyushu are powerless to refute it, and they are not reasonable.

Mao Wuye's old face turned red, and he was at a loss in the ring, and he was really forced into a dead end.

"Hahaha, the Chinese people are still as treacherous as ever, not to mention the invasion of our country's territory, the martial arts also have to do something, which is disgraceful."

The cheeky man suddenly spoke, he was very powerful, but his ideological realm was no different from that of ordinary people.

As soon as the original person said this, the Chinese people in the audience were furious: "Dog thing, who invades whose territory?" Who almost hit your capital in the first place, didn't you have a little pressure in your heart? ”

"Get down, you're not welcome in Huaxia!"

Everyone scolded, and it was a mess here.

The original man is not a vegetarian, he really has no demeanor, he is a nouveau riche, and his face is extremely ugly.

"You're not convinced? Then come and defeat me, I tell you on behalf of the Aryans, I will kill as many as you come! ”

"Damn!" An innate master couldn't help but rush up, but in a blink of an eye, he was slapped down by the original person: "Waste Huaxia people!" ”

More people rushed forward, and Mao Wuye couldn't control it.

Zhong Shangsen, who was eating sugar gourds and watching the play, retreated with a smile and watched the play with the Dongying people.

One by one, the Chinese people rushed up, and they were all slapped down by the original people, and the original people became more and more excited, as if they had knocked on medicine.

"Hahaha, come on, come on, happy!" He laughed profusely, his palms covered in blood.

Suddenly, there was a pause around him, and the palm that was slapped out lost its power, and he didn't even slap down a congenital peak master.

The innate master was stunned for a moment, and then stabbed it with a knife.

The original man was directly stabbed, and he suddenly turned cold, and a light of faith erupted from his body, knocking everyone around him into the air.

The warriors of the countries below were all taken aback, what was the situation?

The original man waved a white light, healed the wound, and then stared into the air: "Come out!" ”

There, an ink painting appeared, slowly unfolding, and the space changed from three-dimensional to two-dimensional, with farmers, old cows, knights, and warriors.

The Heavenly Chronicles of the Mo Family.

Heaven and the world are loved, and all people are equal.

Just now, the original people's techniques were equal to everyone's, so they didn't have the strength they should have.

Everyone looked at the ink paintings and was amazed.

There, Mo Fan appeared, grabbed a spear, and threw it at the primordial.

The original person was full of brilliance, and laughed: "Interesting, Mojia technique? The ancient Chinese people are indeed extraordinary, come and come. ”

He was not false at all, and when he saw the spear being thrown, he actually reached out and grabbed the spear.

Mo Fan was taken aback, the original man grinned, and threw the spear back sharply: "Look for death!" ”

With this throw, the sky was completely cracked, and the original man broke ten thousand laws with divine power, which was unstoppable.

Mo Fan hurriedly sat cross-legged, his figure was illusory, and the spear was stuck in his body and disappeared directly.

Below, Zhong Shangsen's eyes lit up, as if he saw a baby: "Wow, this spell is so good, I want to learn it." ”