Xuanwu Lake, rippling blue waves.

"Wow!"

Suddenly, the water splashed, and a hydra with a length of dozens of meters pounced into the Xuanwu Lake.

On the hydra, there sat an old man in a black robe, with a thin face and very different eyes.

"Wow, what a long snake!"

"Such a long snake has become a sperm, right?"

"Who is this? riding such a big snake, aren't you afraid that the snake will bite him?"

Everyone looked at the old man riding the giant snake and talked one after another.

"This is Owen, the Great Wizard of Bangladesh!" someone recognized the old man and said.

"What? The Great Wizard of Bangladesh, Owen, is this a top master? Legend has it that Owen's sorcery has reached the sky, and he can destroy people with the art of curses!" said another.

"Well, there's such a saying, anyway, this is an existence that we can't afford to mess with!" said another person.

The great wizard Owen came to watch the battle of Zhang Xiaoqiang and Liu Canglang, so this battle is really unprecedented.

Then, a short, thin, and yellow-faced Zen master of an ancient sect dressed in leaves, stood on the surface of Xuanwu Lake, his eyes closed quietly, and his feet were on the surface of the water.

"Who is this?" everyone asked inexplicably when they saw this ancient Zen master.

"I know, this is the ancient Zen master of the Amazon Forest Evil Spirit Sect, and legend has it that he is the number one master of the Amazon Forest!"

"It's him, he's not just a master of the Amazon forest, he's a top master in the whole of South America!"

"Boom!" an old man from India, who was over 100 years old, holding a snake staff and wearing an ancient yoga robe, rode a tall white elephant.

"This is a master from India, right?"

"That's right, this is the ancient Indian yoga master Brahma God, legend has it that Brahma God was born in the Ganges River, he was born with the blessing of the Indian god Great Brahma, becoming the only descendant of the Great Brahma in the world, he was granted permission by the King of India to allow him to practice ancient Indian yoga at the Taj Mahal!"

"Oh my God, this is too big, isn't it? This time the decisive battle between Zhang Xiaoqiang and Liu Canglang will attract how many masters to watch the battle? Will there be any more masters?"

"Look, isn't this coming!"

Immediately afterward, a short master, dressed in a golden battle suit, and holding a golden staff walked up, leaving a deep footprint on the ground with each step he took.

This person's cultivation is extremely high, his breath is profound, and his aura is powerful, even if he is short in stature, it gives people an endless sense of oppression, that is, Chen Changquan, the head of Taijimen, a Chinese master who has to bow his head and listen to his ears in the face of this momentum.

"The Golden Priest, this is the Golden Priest of Egypt, the great master of Egypt, he was born on the banks of the Nile, and he has been practicing penance in the underground palace under the pyramids of Egypt for hundreds of years, and his cultivation has reached the point of unfathomability!"

Someone recognized the person and said.

"Oh my God, this is the Golden Priest of Egypt."

The golden priests of Egypt, that fame is quite great.

Egypt is an ancient civilization, and like China, it is one of the four ancient civilizations, and the martial arts cultivation culture of this ancient civilization is also ahead of the world.

Immediately afterwards, Gabriga, a Brazilian Gugraci boxing master, stepped on the void and came to the shore of Xuanwu Lake.

Yuan Yifei, a peerless swordsman who has not been born in the island country for fifty years, stepped on clogs, wore a samurai robe from the Warring States Period, carried a samurai long sword, and took two female apprentices with long knives on his back, and also came to the shore of Xuanwu Lake.

There are also masters from the country of sticks, swans, and Europa, all of whom have come to the shore of Xuanwu Lake.

In the end, Tasha, a fire-based supernatural power, came to the shore of Xuanwu Lake with flames all over his body.

Beamon, the Flesh Psychic Being, came to the shores of Xuanwu Lake.

The Thunderbolt Titan arrives on the shores of Xuanwu Lake.

Anas the Ice and Snow Adept arrives on the shores of Xuanwu Lake.

Jarni, the Shadow Adept, arrives on the shores of Xuanwu Lake.

Super masters from all over the world have come to the shore of Xuanwu Lake, waiting to watch this grand duel.

Liu Canglang was still sitting on the boat in Zhongyang by the lake to make tea, he looked very calm, there was no trace of impatience at all, that is, the Egyptian golden priest appeared as a master who dominated a country, and Liu Canglang did not have the slightest expression fluctuation, let alone a glance.

Everyone has to admire Liu Canglang, a martial arts master is a martial arts master, and only a heavenly immortal master like Liu Canglang can be like a water.

"This Liu Canglang, his cultivation is even more unfathomable than fifty years ago, I can't see through his cultivation at all, in this life, I am more hopeless than Meng Xue's shame!" said with a sigh on Beamon's face.

He came to China this time, mainly not to watch Zhang Xiaoqiang and Liu Canglang fight, but to see Liu Canglang's cultivation foundation, he wanted to snow the shame of 50 years ago and make up for his regrets.

Now, seeing Liu Canglang's bearing, Beamon knows that this regret will always be a regret.

Beamon stomped his feet and left Xuanwu Lake directly, he didn't want to stay here for a moment anymore, and staying here for a moment was a kind of mental torture for him.

"Hey!"

Watching Beamon leave, the Ice and Snow Adept Aras sighed.

"Huaxia Country is worthy of being an ancient civilization that has been inherited for thousands of years, and the cultivators of this country are something that we have to admire."

Arras sighed.

"yes!" Giarni, the Shadow Adept, echoed.

"Why hasn't Zhang Xiaoqiang come yet?"

"That's right, if he doesn't come after waiting for so long, he won't really dare to come, right?"

"Made, he's too big, hasn't he been here for so long?"

"I don't think he'll dare come!"

Now even the world's cultivation masters and ability masters are waiting for this battle, but Zhang Xiaoqiang, the side of the battle, has not yet appeared, and everyone has begun to talk again.

Lin Beibei, Su Qingya, and Mu Qianyu are also a little worried, Xiaoqiang won't dare to come, right?

Only Rika Ozawa, she has a calm face, she knows the master best, and it is impossible for the master to retreat.

"Here, Zhang Xiaoqiang is here!"

I don't know who said it.

The crowd automatically moves out of the way.

Everyone looked along the passage, and saw a young man dressed in white, with a handsome girl, the two of them were like golden boys and girls coming out of the painting, walking towards Xuanwu Lake, it was Zhang Xiaoqiang and his apprentice Qiao'er.

Zhang Xiaoqiang and Qiao'er walked slowly, otherwise the appearance of these great masters of the Golden Priest was so amazing, but he exuded a kind of bearing that even the great masters of the Golden Priest and Brahma God did not have, this kind of calm and unhurried leisurely stroll was like Zhang Xiaoqiang's innateness.

"It's coming, it's finally here!"

Everyone was excited.

Now that Zhang Xiaoqiang is here, this battle is about to start.

It's the battle everyone is looking forward to.

(End of chapter)