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At this time, Ling batian pointed to some people.

Respectfully said, "leader, take a look, the contestants have been determined, including Ding Jiuling, who are the best in our China Navy martial arts school."

"Oh? Why are these players so young? "

Xiao Chen didn't understand.

Ling batian smiles, and his face sinks. "Leader, you can see the age of the Japanese warriors on the opposite side. There are no more than 30 years old, so they have made relative restrictions on the age of our players. In order to be fair, I agreed to come down."

Xiao Chen looked at the Japanese warrior group not far away, nodded with understanding, and then turned to look at Ding Jiuling, "boss, do you want to compete?"

He knew that Ding Ling's martial arts foundation was good, but if she participated in the actual combat, it was estimated that there would be some deficiencies, and it would be very difficult to win the competition.

Since the Japanese dare to challenge the school, they must be experts. Moreover, the samurai pay attention to actual combat and often exchange views with each other. In addition, there are samurai swords in hand, which make them more powerful.

Did not allow him to think more, Ding Jiuling and his four eyes opposite, a smile, "boy, you don't look down on me, who said that women are not as good as men? I'll give those Japanese people some color to see

"Ha ha!"

Xiao Chen chuckles with complicated eyes.

At this time, Ling batian nodded to Xiao Chen, then walked onto the arena, bowed around, and clasped his fist. "All the martial arts colleagues in China, I will preside over this exchange competition today. Our opponent is the Japanese warrior. I don't want to say much nonsense. Now I declare the competition officially started."

Whoa!

In a flash, the whole martial arts school was full of cheers, applause and cheers. Like the stormy waves, there was a tendency to overturn the roof.

What's more, the martial artists in the audience were all pointing and talking.

"See? That's Feng Qi from Zhuhai. He's one of the Feng family's first-class people. He's a Qi Mei stick. He's playing tiger and tiger with infinite potential. "

"A bird, see that dwarf wax gourd? That guy is proficient in iron sand palm, and he is very good at it

"If you want me to tell you, it's still the master's son Ling Xiao, who is very powerful, well inherited and powerful."

They talked about it one after another.

In the Japanese warrior group, there is a leader about 30 years old. He has a wisp of mustache. He has a sharp cold light in his cockfighting eyes. He looks at the Chinese warriors with contempt and laughs: "they are all some humble things. Do you want to fight against Japanese warriors? It's a mantis arm blocking the foal. "

"Elder martial brother Mitsui is right. They are not enough for us to chop melons and vegetables."

A young warrior cheered, the same nostrils soaring, arrogant attitude.

"Ouxi!"

Elder martial brother Mitsui, as the leader of the team, listened to this and was very helpful. He ordered, "younger martial brothers, we must make a quick decision in this competition. In the rest of the time, we will go to find Hua girl and have a good time."

"Whooshi, what elder martial brother Mitsui said is just what I want. Don't worry. When we come to the stage, we will immediately kowtow and admit defeat."

As young warriors, they are full of confidence and conceit.

This game adopts the rule of the five regular system, as long as you win three games, you can declare victory.

Those Japanese people are high spirited, and the Chinese warriors are also full of vitality.

In addition to Ding Jiuling is a woman, the other four players are young men, strong back and strong, each with weapons, confidence is 100 times. Ling Tian Ba, the first mock exam player on the

platform, nodded with satisfaction. "You guys, the match is one to one mode. Now we are drawing lots, and we are going to play the same number with the strong numbers."

As soon as the voice came down, a staff member brought a small sealed box with a secret small wooden plate with numbers written on it. It was just invisible from the outside.

The two players began to draw lots and looked at each other, and neither of them was satisfied with the other.

Ding Jiuling looked at his number, curled his lips, and came back with a smile and sat down again.

Xiao Chen took a look at her wooden card.

Five.

That's the last game of the day.

So he asked, "boss, who is your opponent?"

Ding Jiuling nuzui pointed to a skinny warrior in the Japanese team, "see? Just like him, I can fight ten of them. "

The words are resolute, with a murderous spirit, but also waved a small fist, a face proud of the appearance.

"Well?"

Hearing this, Xiao Chen fixed his eyes on it, and his heart was heavy.

As the leader of China's Wulin, he has a high level of cultivation and can see the strength of the other side at a glance.

Although this guy is thin, he has sharp eyes and strong momentum. He can also enter the top three in the Japanese team.

"Don't underestimate the enemy, boss."

"I tell you, the strength of this minister is also a lever drop, otherwise, how can I become an assistant coach of the China Navy martial arts school?" Ding Jiuling's discontented stare Xiao Chen one eye, corners of the mouth straight twitch.Xiao Chen shook his head helplessly and was silent. After all, Ding Jiuling was the last one to appear. Maybe the first three games of today's competition can solve the problem.

If the Chinese players win three games in a row, then the fourth player and fifth place Ding Jiuling will not be necessary.

Because it's won.

Anyway, let's look at the situation first.

In their bullshit Kung Fu, Ling batian on the stage again clasped his fist and said, "don't talk much nonsense. Now the first game will begin."

Whoa!

The audience cheered, clapped, and looked bright.

In the arena, a Chinese warrior and a Japanese warrior salute with disdain and sneer.

The difference is that the Chinese warrior is unarmed, while the Japanese warrior is holding a cold shining sword.

After all, there is no clear stipulation that weapons can not be used in the competition. It only depends on the player's own decision. It is not illegal to use samurai sword.

The next stage is filled with indignation.

"It's shameless to use a knife. It's one inch stronger than the other. Don't we Chinese martial arts not have an advantage?"

"Don't make any noise. Although our player has no weapons, he must be a master in his spirit. I have confidence in him."

"Is it possible? It's not so easy to enter the blade with empty hands. There is still pressure in the face of the cold shining samurai sword. "

In the discussion one after another, Xiao Chen light look, complexion with worry.

Ding Jiuling saw his worry and comforted him, "Xiao Chen, don't worry. Do you know who this player is? However, I personally taught a proud disciple. Although he has no weapons, he is also an outstanding one in the whole martial arts school. He is absolutely able to win. "

"I hope so."

Xiao Chen is not good at attacking her enthusiasm and echoing softly.

On the challenge arena, two people look at each other, and immediately enter into the fierce fighting. There is no audience in their eyes, only their opponents.