You've let me down, isn't that exactly what I said on the forum? And more than once. The pen, fun, and pavilion www.biquge.info are now returned by the enemy, but it is more uncomfortable than a sword in the heart.

"Kill!" Unwilling to be humiliated, Lee Jae-hee roared from his throat like a mad beast, and then soared into the sky.

"Eight Extremes Sword: Return to One!"

Lee Jae-hee used the magic of the Aikido Town Sect and divided into eight clones, each of which displayed a different sword technique, and then the eight swords merged into one, turning into a blurred sword shadow, attacking Deng Yi with the momentum of the sky.

Deng Yi didn't dodge or dodge, he always carried his hands behind his back, and with a loud bang, the Eight Extremes Guiyi Sword stabbed on his eyebrows without any fancy sting.

The terrifying internal force stirred in the center of the eyebrows, and the momentum like water waves spread outward, and the ring was centered on Deng Yi, and it cracked extremely quickly, and the cracks extended to all sides like spider webs, covering the entire table.

After the sword and the eyebrows were frozen for an instant, there was a bang bang, and the long sword provided by the system was finally overwhelmed, broken into several sections, and scattered in all directions.

Lee Jae-hee himself screamed, spurted out a mouthful of old blood, flew out upside down, fell in the ring, and couldn't get up.

"A good move to return to one sword, it is worthy of the top divine martial arts, but it's a pity that you have the form but not the god, and you can't exert half of the power."

Deng Yi still carried his hands behind his back, his long hair was flying, he was hunting in the wind in a plain white robe, he didn't move a single inch from beginning to end, even the table under his feet was intact, and his demeanor was so chic!

"Laugh, laugh as much as you like! But don't get complacent too soon, one day, I will bring back today's shame a thousand times over. Lee Jae-hee lay on the ground and gritted his teeth.

"Are you begging for your pitiful dignity?" Deng Yi walked up to Lee Jae-hee with his hand.

"Phew!" Li Zaixi spat at Deng Yi, closed his eyes, and said, "If you want to kill, you have to listen to the respect, why bother talking so much!" ”

"If you still have such courage in reality, I admire you." Deng Yi said disdainfully: "You still don't seem to understand that dignity is not shouted by mouth, but by strength."

If you don't have the strength, no matter how loud you shout, your humble dignity will eventually be trampled underfoot, just like now, let me trample on it. ”

After that, Deng Yi was unceremonious, stepped on Lee Jae-hee's chest, only heard a few crisp clicks, his chest completely collapsed, and then his eyes stood up, and he kicked his feet, completely losing his breath.

If he really died, Lee Jae-hee would definitely die blindly, because Deng Yi never made a single move, and he didn't even take the initiative to make a move, and he still lost in this situation, and he was defeated cleanly.

He didn't dare to imagine how he would face the players of the Cold Country when he went back, and what kind of eyes the world would look at him, they must be full of humiliation and ridicule.

There is no greater insult in the world!

"Clean and neat, before he made a move, Lee Jae-hee was defeated and died."

It was already bleak enough, but the host did not hesitate to make up for it, and the newly resurrected Lee Jae-hee was so angry that he vomited blood, and if he could, he would like to cut this bastard with a thousand knives.

No matter how bleak Lee Jae-hee is, the wonderful host doesn't care about it and continues to do his job.

"The gap between the two sides is too big, one in the sky and one in the ground, the difference between clouds and mud, our seeded player Deng Yi is too strong, he will be the most promising person to win the championship in this Nine Heavens Martial Arts Conference, and he is our top seed.

Now I announce that in the first game of the round of 16, Deng Yi won! Congratulations to Deng Yi! We look forward to seeing you in the future. I love you, Deng Yi! ”

In the face of the host's sudden, bold and unrestrained confession, Deng Yi couldn't resist it at all, and was almost so excited that he sat on the ground, which was so lethal!

Faced with such a result, the audience also exclaimed:

"Why am I watching the World Martial Arts Competition? How does it feel like you're watching a play? One stood still, the other fought desperately, and the person who was beaten was okay when he stood still, but the person who beat him lay down and teased us? ”

"yes, I don't even understand, what kind of trouble are they doing?"

"It is said that Deng is strong, and today is considered to be insightful, it is simply so strong that it is not a human existence."

"Lee Jae-hee's identity is extraordinary, a disciple of the head of Aikido, the first holy land in the Han country, the first player master in the cold country, super first-class strength, and is known as the martial god.

Unexpectedly, in front of Master Deng, he was like an ant, weak, and he didn't even have the qualifications to let him shoot.

Ay! Master Deng is really a god, beyond the imagination of ordinary people like us. ”

"Look at the players on the field, they all look like dead fathers, how ugly and ugly their faces are."

"What is this, the one with a really ugly face should be the players of the Cold Country, who were all screaming loudly on the forum before. Now Master Deng's slap is so loud that it is enough for the entire cold country to suffer for several years. ”

"Do you think President Park will be so angry that he vomits blood and dies?"

"I think it's possible ......"

At this time, several people in the luxury box also talked with solemn faces.

"I often hear the legend about the head of Deng, I always have a skeptical attitude, and firmly believe that I am not weaker than others, now it seems that it is indeed inferior to the head of Deng!" Schjart sighed.

"It's really powerful, I can't do it just now." Watt shook his head, also sighing to himself.

"Master Deng should have cultivated an extremely powerful body refining technique. As long as the refining realm is deep enough, it is not difficult to do what you just did. Edus, however, was unconvinced.

"Deputy Head Wang and Head Deng are the same family, they should be clear, I don't know ......," Shi Jia asked Wang Ningyu.

Wang Ningyu smiled and said silently, and said in his heart: It's okay if you don't accept it now, I will let you know what it means to be convinced.

Thinking of the majestic scene where his sweetheart swept the world, Wang Ningyu couldn't help but be secretly excited.

"Next, we invite the second-seeded player, Wang Ningyu, the deputy head of Xiaoyao Pavilion, and our king of Japanese ninjas, Ichiro Sato, to appear!"

Deng Yi withdrew from the ring, and with a wave of his hand, the ring returned to its original state, and the second game was immediately announced.

Facing the dwarf ninja in front of him, Wang Ningyu suddenly felt that this was not accidental, the head met Li Zaixi of the Han Kingdom, and he met the Ninja of the Wa Kingdom, these are all mortal enemies!

How could it be such a coincidence? It is clear that Pangu deliberately let the masters of various countries take revenge and revenge.

Wang Ningyu was a little distracted, but Ichiro Sato was in a dilemma, first of all, there was a lesson from Lee Jae-hee's past, will he also follow in his footsteps?

Face is a serious issue!

Surrender directly without fighting? No, this seems too cowardly, and it has to be scolded by players across the country. Rush up and fight? Wouldn't it be humiliating to be tyrannized?

Oops, what a struggle!

The game has begun, and the two people on the field are staring at each other, stunned for a long time, and the audience will not do it.

"Fight! Torture this little devil to death! ”

"Ichiro Sato, hurry up and ravage this ...... to your heart's content"

The two sides scolded that one lively, and the game was fierce.

Wang Ningyu was awakened, he didn't bother to think about it anymore, and no matter what tricks Pangu played, he didn't spare any time.

A stride appeared in front of Ichiro Sato in an instant, and he raised his hand and stabbed him in the eyes with a sword.

Ichiro Sato was taken aback by Wang Ningyu's speed, pinched his handprint, and prepared to run away.

But Wang Ningyu would give him a chance to escape, and as soon as the sword light circled, he used the cloud swallowing style, and a huge suction force suddenly erupted, slowly pulling Sato Ichiro back.

Although he can't use the most extreme fighting style to destroy Lee Jae-hee's martial arts will like the head of the house, leaving a shadow in his heart, so that he may be slumped, and it will be difficult for him to advance in martial arts cultivation from now on.

But Wang Ningyu can use the roughest style of play to let Ichiro Sato know what life is better than death.

So when Ichiro Sato was about to break free, Wang Ningyu's sword light was like electricity, and he shaved off his left ear with a brush.

"Ahh Ichiro Sato covered his left ear and screamed, and rushed forward, already frightened, and was about to shout when he opened his mouth: "I ...... to vote"

It's not that Ichiro Sato is timid and scared, but because he knows that the gap is too big and there is really no hope.

"If you want to surrender, there are no doors."

Wang Ningyu secretly snorted coldly, with a twist of his wrist, the long sword slapped firmly on Sato Ichiro's mouth, and knocked back the words that came to his mouth, along with a mouth full of teeth.

I wanted to continue to cut off his right ear, and then chop off his hands and feet, but I felt that it was too bloody, so Wang Ningyu simply put away his long sword and punched and kicked Ichiro Sato.

"Hmmm! Yes! Oh! Belch! ”

Ichiro Sato's screams became louder and louder, like a ball, being kicked around, and he didn't even have a chance to land, let alone fight back.

He wanted to surrender and admit defeat several times, but he was beaten back by Wang Ningyu, and truly realized what it means to survive and not to die.

"Oh, poor Ichiro Sato, the dignified king of the ninja of the Japanese country, the first player master, was kicked as a ball, it's really miserable, it's miserable!"

The strange host unceremoniously mended the knife on the side, and the knife was bloody.

At this moment, the king of ninjas, the first player master of the Wa Kingdom, is not an honorary title, but a synonym for shame, and the louder it is called, the deeper the shame.

"Hit! Beat him so hard that he didn't even recognize his mother, and let these little devils be arrogant one by one! The Chinese players watched with enthusiasm and stood in the audience and danced.

"Ichiro Sato, when you go back, you can face the emperor and apologize!" A Japanese player used the method of transmitting sound for thousands of miles, and the sound shook the audience.

When Ichiro Sato heard this, his eyelids rolled on the spot, and he completely fainted, the blow was too great, and he had a feeling that he had nothing to love.

Seeing Ichiro Sato faint to death, Wang Ningyu felt that it was almost over, so he stopped and let it fall at his feet, and then followed Deng Yi's example, stepped on his chest, and a stream of true qi crossed into his body and woke him up.

"Those who insult others will always be humiliated! Someday you'll regret it! Sato Ichiro glanced at Wang Ningyu with hatred and said viciously.

"yes, then I'll see. But now, you are under my feet, and your dignity, and the face of your entire kingdom have been trampled under my feet, so you can die! ”

After speaking, Wang Ningyu no longer hesitated, and used force under his feet to completely trample Ichiro Sato to death.

"It's over, it's another great game. I'm sorry for the defeat of the King of Ninja, but that's okay, we'll come back next time! ”

At the last moment, the wonderful host did not forget to continue to insert two knives.

Ichiro Sato, who had just been resurrected, was so angry that a mouthful of old blood spurted out several meters away, and he almost couldn't hold back, so he was about to rush up and scrape the host alive.

"Okay, let's move on to the third game of the round of 16, where the third seed Schjat will face the first player of the Indian country, known as the god of martial arts, and the two players will be invited!"

In the face of such a majestic appearance, the corners of Vaharal's mouth twitched and rolled his eyes when he heard it, which is not a good thing.

Now anyone with a little brain can see that the so-called random assignment of opponents is complete.

How can it be such a coincidence, three consecutive encounters are sworn enemies.

Deng Yi vs. Lee Jae-hee, the grudge between the two once dominated the entire forum, and everyone in the world knew about it, and when they met together, it must be a life-and-death situation.

Wang Ningyu had a feud with Ichiro Sato, Hua and Wa, I don't know how many years it lasted, there was no room for reconciliation at all, they met together, it must be a national feud and a family hatred to settle together, and there was no good thing.

Sjart's feud against Vaharal, Morinda and India is also long, and the years that last are no shorter than those of Hua and Wa, and when these two meet together, they can think of what will happen with their knees.

First, there are lessons from Lee Jae-hee and Ichiro Sato, and now facing Stijart, Vaharal feels very bad, and always feels that he has to follow in the footsteps of the two in front of him.

But he can't pull this face without a fight, especially in the face of the enemy, he is unwilling not to do a fight! Moreover, Schwitter does not seem to be as strong as the previous two.

"Pangu's heart is also black enough, he really doesn't miss any opportunity to stimulate the contradictions of various countries, lest the world be chaotic!"

"yes. I really don't know what Panguan's heart is, this pit is dug one after another, and it is getting deeper and deeper. ”

"The key point is that we knew that he dug the pit, and we had to jump, and we jumped willingly, and I was also drunk!"

"I'm sure that there will be new moves after the end of the Nine Heavens Martial Arts Conference, and it will definitely be lively."

"Who's to say it isn't. With Pangu, a black-bellied-stirring stick, it's hard to think about it in this world without stinking......"

For a while, the clear-eyed people were all talking, and they were all quite speechless about Pangu's belly full of bad water.

As expected, how could Schjatt let go of such a good opportunity to really commit atrocities against Vaharal, beating him so much that he didn't even recognize him, and swept India's face fiercely.

Morinda players were overjoyed by this and sneered at the Indian players. The Indian players all had faces black to their necks, as if they had just come out of the coal mine, which was extremely ugly.