Chapter 597: Uninvited Guest

This is what people are looking forward to the most.

The exchanges and exchanges between the three factions behind this have attracted everyone's attention, and the academic schools that have not entered the top three, as well as the martial arts families and various martial arts sects, have all come to the scene to watch the battle, and they want to rest and study again.

And the appearance of this martial arts academy is something that people have been waiting for a long time.

People want to see if the true level of the students of the Martial Arts Academy is worthy of the name and whether they can represent the highest level in the country.

The students of the Martial Arts Academy are all carefully selected masters from all over the country, and after half a year of study, how much progress and changes have there been.

People saw it very quickly.

On the fifth day, the Jiangnan Yun family and the Martial Arts Academy had a discussion.

In the team competition, the Yun family was defeated.

In the wheel battle, there was only one student from the Martial Arts Academy, that is, Li Hu, who killed ten of the Yun family, and there was no substitution in the middle.

3V3, 6V6, Yunjia also failed to win.

The Martial Academy's victory was so simple that people didn't see the true level of martial arts at the Academy's current level.

Under everyone's discussion, Shaolin, on behalf of the other families, wanted to challenge the Martial Arts Academy again.

Martial Arts Academy responds.

Moreover, they said that no matter who they want, they can challenge it, even if they have been eliminated and have not entered the top three sects, if they want to learn from the Martial Arts Academy, they are welcome.

It's a kind of self-confidence.

Some sects feel that they have lost a little unjustly. There is no good arrangement of troops, the chess is a little worse, and they want to find another sect to fight, and when they hear the remarks of the Martial Arts Academy, they are ready to move.

However, let's take a look at the competition between Shaolin and Wuxiu Academy first.

Shaolin already represents the highest level, if Shaolin wins, then they will also compete with the Martial Arts Academy, if Shaolin loses, then there is no need to compare, and the competition will definitely lose.

They are confident that they are not as good as Shaolin, and they have watched the game for so many days.

The most eye-catching thing is the hundred-zhang golden body of the warrior monks led by Shaolin, and the battle between Li Hu of the Martial Arts Academy.

People already knew that Li Hu was already a member of the Martial Arts Temple, and he was still a team leader, and it was only because of the failure of the mission that he returned to the Martial Arts Academy to study.

Just when the two sides were tense and ready to go to war, the unexpected happened......

The clear sky was suddenly covered with dark clouds and lightning, and then, with a thunderbolt, a thunderclap fell from the sky, and after the thunder dissipated, a group of foreigners appeared from it and walked out of it.

This team of foreigners landed directly in the big ring in the middle of the game.

Led by a beautiful man with blond hair and blue eyes, he laughed "haha" when he landed, and then said to the millions of people around, "

I am Hardy Senior, the god of thunder, and I have heard that you are competing in Middle-earth, and my heart is itching, and I want to join in the fun. I've always heard that you Chinese people are hospitable, and I don't think you will refuse our request, right?"

The person who presided over this competition in the Wuxiu Hall was Lin Lin's father Lin Wanzhen, who stood up, walked down slowly from the rostrum, and said, "We are a country of etiquette, and we are naturally hospitable to our friends, but we will not be too polite to treat ill-intentioned or uninvited guests."

This contest is our internal contest, and you foreigners are not welcome to break in, so please leave quickly. ”

"What you're talking about, we don't understand. Hardy Senior, who originally spoke fluent Chinese, could also use words like "nai", which would suddenly use a strange tone, pretending not to understand.

This is obviously a trick, I don't want to leave, I want to provoke.

People understand that this group of foreigners came down from the sky to make trouble.

Lin Wanzhen approached the ring step by step, as he stepped out, the earth was shaking, and a fire actually appeared under his feet, one fire lotus at a time, and there was a breath on his head that soared into the sky.

People were shocked by Lin Wanzhen's strength, and at the same time hoped that he could teach those foreigners a lesson, drive them away, and let them know how powerful the Chinese people were.

However, the one who can come here to make trouble is definitely not an ordinary person, as can be seen from the slight smile of Nahadi Senior, but there is a trace of disdain on the corner of his mouth.

Lin Wanzhen had just stepped into the ring, but suddenly a ball of electric light appeared from his whole body, as if he had stepped on a high-voltage line, and he was directly struck by lightning and flew out, and his whole body was smoking, and he almost turned into ashes.

In the ring, the young Shaolin monk, as well as Li Hu, who was still facing off just now and had not yet started the competition, was also overpowered and was almost bounced out.

It's just that, with a "roar", the Shaolin warrior monk directly turned into a hundred zhang golden body, and Li Hu also flew into the sky with the momentum of a flying dragon in the sky, and his fingers shot out a ten-zhang long sword light, which directly slashed the thunder god Hardy Senior.

"It's a bit of a doorway. The thunder god Hardy Seniore suddenly took out two big hammers, smashed them into the void, and gave birth to a ball of lightning, flying directly towards the Shaolin monk, and he set up a barricade to block the sword qi that Li Hu opened up in the air.

With a "stab", the sword qi seemed to slash on steel, stirring up endless sparks of lightning, but it did not smash the hammer, nor did it hurt Hardy Senior.

Boom!

Hardy Senior's twin hammers swung again, regenerating a ball of lightning and flying towards Li Hu.

The Shaolin warrior monk did not dodge, the gold-like huge fist, directly facing the lightning, his movements suddenly froze, as if the lightning had a paralyzing effect on him, his fist, like a lightning fist, constantly bubbling with electric light, thorns and thorns flickering endlessly, the lightning is not extinguished, Wu

The monk's brow furrowed.

"Hahaha! This lightning doesn't taste good!" said Hardy Senior, laughing maniacally.

The sword qi in Li Hu's hand was agitated, as if he was holding a physical sword, but it was just a complete sword qi that was swallowing and spurting, and it slowly grew into dozens of zhang long, sweeping across the sky, splitting the lightning ball in half.

Who knows, the ball lightning suddenly exploded, and a big storm broke out in a radius of dozens of miles, which directly affected the audience.

At the critical moment, a golden enchantment loomed, blocking the aftermath of the lightning storm and explosion, and the people in the stands were not affected, only felt like a breeze blowing, and their hair fluttered slightly, and that's it.

People gasped and scolded one after another, this Hardy Senior's heart can be punished, if the enchantment hadn't worked just now, I'm afraid that these millions of viewers would all be affected, and those with low cultivation would probably be blown up.

"Kill him!" shouted one viewer.

"Kill him, sanction him!" someone stood up and tried to rush into the ring.

"Hey, friends, isn't this a contest? Even if I let you take advantage of you, do you still want to beat me up? Aren't you afraid of being ridiculed by the international community when I spread the word? I brought a reporter. Nahadi Seniore said as he swung his hammer.

Sure enough, among the people who came with him, there was a reporter who was broadcasting with a microphone, and there was another person opposite him, who had set up a camera and was recording him.

"Friends, I'm your old friend Frank Jr.

I'm now broadcasting to you at the Grand Stadium in Jinghua City, China, about a martial arts competition.

Now our representative in the West, Mr. Hardy Senior, has also been invited to come, and he is currently facing off against two young masters from China.

Watching this game, there are also millions of Chinese people.

You see, how polite they are, sitting in the stands, but it makes them seem a little emotional, because the battle is very fierce......"

(End of chapter)