Chapter 49: The Battle Begins
The expressions of the six people on the other side were not very friendly, and Wan Li didn't react to what was going on, just thinking that they were putting on a hostile posture because of the upcoming battle, and still walked towards them with a smile.
"Yu Xi, we are also old acquaintances, it will be a discussion for a while, don't worry too much, introduce them to me?"
Yu Xi was silent for a moment: "Wan Liyang, before you met me... Don't know if I'm among the opponents? β
Wanli blinked, and slightly understood why the six of them looked unhappy. He thought for half a second and said, "Of course not, I have understood you, but I forgot that Yu Xi is you." β
As soon as these words came out, except for Yu Xi, the faces of the other five people looked better by two points, and this wave of one for five, Wan Li felt that it was not a loss.
Yu Xi obviously didn't have much interest in introducing his teammates to him, Wan Li wanted to ask himself one by one, so as to correspond to the name and ability that Ni'er said, but at this moment, a figure appeared among them in an instant, raised his hand and fell, and a cold voice came out: "The battle begins!" β
"Uh, Deputy Chief Black?" Wan Li was stunned, and saw the figure of the black danyan disappear again.
The six people on the opposite side reacted quickly and scattered in all directions, one of them was a thin young man with a biting chill ice blade with his hands, and a young man as tall as Shao Lao Fat reached out with both hands a high-speed rotating wind knife that made a sharp roar, and rushed towards Wanli in unison!
"This is the start of the fight? Ice magic Ning Hang and wind magic king Yan Zhao? Wanli squinted, and the corners of his mouth hooked slightly: "Oh, that's right." β
Burst!
The sound of the blade entering his body came out, and in the face of the ice blade and the wind knife, Wan Li didn't dodge or dodge, he didn't even do basic defense, he was pierced in an instant, blood splashed, but the expression on his face did not change at all.
The faces of the two people who attacked him were shocked and panicked, Ning Hang let go of the ice blade, and Wang Yanzhao lifted the wind knife and dodged away.
Wanli looked down at the ice blade that was stabbing his waist, pulled it out and threw it aside, the blood flowed like a river, Wanli covered it with his hand, but couldn't cover it. He smiled and raised his hand and wiped his face heavily, covering it with blood.
"It hurts."
As he murmured, cracks suddenly appeared in the air in front of him, the scene shattered and dissipated, thousands of miles of wounds and blood disappeared like an illusion, and the battle did not begin.
Six opponents, as at the beginning, stood opposite him. Wanli smiled and looked at one of the delicate girls with a single ponytail. Her face was a little pale, and her wheezing was a little heavy.
"Miss Zheng Jie, don't say hello and start to tempt, don't pay attention to it." Wan Li smiled: "Then this long-haired young lady is Zhang Huiya?" There are also these three Lao Tie, Ning Hang, Wang Yanzhao, Yu Jingzhe, I am on the number. β
"Lao Zheng, are you okay?" Zhang Huiya patted Zheng Jie on the shoulder with some concern.
Zheng Jie took two deep breaths, shook her head to indicate that she was fine, and asked hesitantly, "You, won't you hurt?" Why not hide? β
"It hurts, the illusion is real. I haven't suffered the damage yet, so I'm just taking advantage of your illusion experience, young lady. Wan Li smiled: "Otherwise, if you are injured like this in the future, you won't even have the strength to fight back, and the opportunity to experience it is rare." β
"You ...... "Are you sick?" Zheng Jie didn't ask this sentence, but this is what it meant on her face.
"What's wrong, Zheng Jie?"
Zheng Jie whispered to explain to the others, while Wan Li smiled and nodded, then turned around and went back to Wen Jing's side. As soon as he turned his head, the corners of his mouth twitched twice involuntarily.
Sizzle~ It hurts!
This is a bit costly.
However, looking at the heavy expressions on the faces of the opponents, Wan Li felt that this time it was not in vain, and the winning rate was at least 10%. He and Ni Er determined the opponent situation for a while, and he smiled: "It's stable, make it a billion this time!" β
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After a while, the team of the General Administration of Martial Arts and foreign guests finally arrived, and there were sixty or seventy people, including more than thirty foreign guests from thirteen countries.
Not every country has brought its own country's genius with them, and only six of the thirteen national teams have teenagers who are not much different from Wanli's age, five men and one woman, including the one with angel wings.
"It's all pretty strong." Wan Li muttered. These people stayed on the periphery of the field, so he couldn't judge accurately, and he only felt that those six people had the same strength as Zhang Bing at the very least.
As for the strength of others, it is even stronger, and the heads of various countries may have the strength of the third or even fourth realm. The weakest of these is probably Malcolm in the American ranks, who, as the editor of Forbes magazine, has only an A grade.
Finding Wanli's gaze, he also smiled at Wanli kindly, his smile was stiff, a little perfunctory, and Wanli smiled back perfunctorily.
The figure next to her flashed, this time it was the real Hei Danyan, she raised her voice and said: "The first thing to do is the warm-up exhibition match, Wan Liyang will fight against the five to ten in the martial arts competition, and the others will retreat to the chief to avoid being affected by the battle." β
That's right, warm-up exhibition matches. Wanli's upcoming battle is nominally a warm-up exhibition match for the finals of the martial arts competition, whether the foreign guests believe it or not, Huaxia believes it.
Hearing Hei Danyan's words, Wen Jing and the others immediately gave Wan Li a hug or verbal encouragement, and left with the other three groups of top four teams.
"Wen Jing, take it!" Wan Li took off his shirt and threw it to Wen Jing, the muscles of his upper body squirmed a few times, and he turned to face the six opponents.
In the distance, there was a faint sound of discussion in various languages, several of which he could understand, but he didn't listen carefully, he took a deep breath, his brain emptied, and for a while there were only six opponents left in his sight and the black pill goose standing in the middle of them.
It's the same with the top five to ten, they are all good-looking ages, six against one, they don't want to lose!
Half a minute passes, a minute passes.
When a shout belonging to the chief of the bureau came from a distance, Hei Danyan's raised hand fell in an instant, and a cold word came out while his figure disappeared: "Warm-up exhibition match, start!" β
Power unlocked, 99%!
The muscles bulged and became angular, reflecting the light in the sun, and the strength multiplied, and the arms fluttered for thousands of miles, sending out a sonic boom.
The opponents scattered in all directions, forming a hexagonal shape to surround Wanli. Two of them took the lead in attacking him - Ning Hang reached out with both hands with ice blades, and Yang Yanzhao condensed the wind knife with both hands and rushed in unison.
Wan Li was stunned, and the corners of his mouth hooked slightly: "This time it's real, and it's playing with fiction and reality." β
He stretched his arms sideways, and two blades of light protruded from the palms of his hands, slashing out at the same time.
PingοΌ The ice blade shattered instantly, and Ning Hang hurriedly dodged and retreated. And the wind knife rubbed against Wanli's lightsaber for a moment, and then staggered back diagonally with its owner.
One blow repelled the two of them, and the dazzling light shone around Wanli's body, forming six pairs of light wings, and vibrating at the same time, he rushed towards Zheng Jie at great speed!
Solve the psychic ability first!