Resurrection of Spiritual Qi: at the Beginning of the Game, the Creation of Human Immortal Martial A

"hateful!"

"It's so deceiving!"

The Da Zhou people in the audience felt very aggrieved, and they wished they could go on the field and hammer the people of Fusang to death!

The people of Dazhou in front of the TV were also full of anger and anger.

On the ring, Saito Harano looked smug, suddenly moved, and grabbed Sun Quan's arm at once.

"Click"

The next moment, a small but harsh voice sounded.

Then, Sun Quan's arms drooped straight up, completely losing strength.

Sun Quan's face was twisted, and he bent his legs and bumped directly into Saito Yuan Ye's arms.

At the same moment, the sound of broken bones sounded continuously.

"Ah..." Saito Harano screamed in agony, almost going crazy, and threw Sun Quan out, and the people backed up again and again until they hit the side rope of the ring, then pulled the rope and barely stabilized.

His chest was almost sunken, stained red with blood.

Obviously, he was directly hit by Sun Quan's counter-attack and broke several ribs.

And Sun Quan, the situation was not good, was thrown out by Saito with all his strength, and flew to the side of the auditorium.

When people were in the air, there was a rain of blood.

Fortunately, there was a warrior at the front of the auditorium, otherwise, ordinary people would have to be frightened by this blood rain and become sick.

Seeing that Sun Quan was about to fall to the ground, a white shadow flashed and took it down easily.

"Junior brother?" Li Weiwei took a closer look, and saw that it was Cheng Hao who shot.

Cheng Hao looked at Sun Quan and frowned.

The bones of this person's arms are almost broken, and even if they can connect the bones in the future, I am afraid that they will not be able to learn martial arts.

"Thank you!" Sun Quan looked at the person in front of him with an unnatural expression.

The speed of this person is so fast that people can hardly see it clearly.

He and the others were a little despised before, but they didn't expect that they were blind and didn't know real people.

"you are welcome."

"Thank you for your kindness, sir." At this time, Sun Quan's disciples and grandchildren gathered around him and took Sun Quan over. Several disciples cupped their hands and clasped their fists.

"Okay, hurry up and take your master to the rescue." Cheng Hao looked at the ring, "I'm going up to meet these foreigners for a while."

"Then I wish you a great victory, Mr.

"Be careful sir!"

The people gave their blessings and left.

On the ring, the referee also announced the outcome of the first match.

"Mr. Saito Harano won the first competition!"

Hearing this, Saito Harano had a smug smile on his face, stood up, and looked arrogantly at the audience.

After turning around, Saito Harano suddenly went dark and fell forward.

I don't know if the referee couldn't support him or didn't help him on purpose. Saito Harano's hand was so detached from the referee's traction that he suddenly fell on the hard concrete floor and made a loud noise.

The audience below felt pain when they saw it!

"Mr. Saito?"

"Mr. Saito fainted!"

"Doctor, doctor come soon!"

The referee's voice sounded, the performance was too exaggerated, and the audience below almost did not suffer from internal injuries.

Several young audience members laughed happily.

Below the ring.

A warrior from the Fusang Kingdom had an ugly expression on his face, and the crowd was furious.

"I'm sorry everyone, Mr. Saito is too heavy, I really can't help it." The referee turned to the warrior of Fusang with a smile on his face.

"..." Seeing the smile on the referee's face, the warriors of Fusang Kingdom were simply furious.

Is that an apology?

It's clearly a provocation!

"Kimura calm down, don't fall for the tricks of the Dazhou people. If you take action now, you will be disqualified from the exchange meeting. How will we explain to the people at that time?"

"Humph!" When everyone heard this, they suppressed their anger, closed their eyes, and stopped looking at the referee in the stands.

That kid is so arrogant, if they look at it again, they are really afraid that they will not be able to control it, and they will come to the stage to ko a meal.

"It's a pity!" The referee had a smile on his face, a gentle look, and was very sorry to see the people of Fusang Country quiet down.

Withdrew his gaze and looked at the host of the conference.

"The following is the second test, between Da Zhou Hu Yudao and Fusang Country Kimura Naoto!"

The host of the conference announced the list of candidates for the second round of the competition.

"Wait a minute." At this moment, someone made a sound, and the live broadcast screen played over, and it was Cheng Hao who was reflected in the screen.

"I've been known for the Fusang martial arts for a long time, so this one might as well be up to me!" Facing the camera, Cheng Hao didn't have the slightest stage fright, but instead had a general demeanor.

There was one person in Dazhou who stood up, it was Hu Yudao, who shouted, "No, you are still young, just watch from below!"

"Senior, as a master, how can you bully foreign friends in the end!" Cheng Hao advised, "I will do it this time."

When he spoke, he was still more than ten meters away from Hu Yudao, and when the voice fell, he had come to Hu Yudao's side, and reached out and pressed Hu Yudao back to his seat.

In the eyes of everyone, Hu Yudao did not resist, or refute, and sat down quietly.

Only those who were closer saw Hu Yudao's face turning red.

"What a lot of strength!" All the warriors present saw the doorway and showed horror.

These people are famous, and the martial arts halls are all over the north and south, and their skills are naturally not bad.

The power to allow them to resist without resistance is simply appalling.

"Cheng Hao from Zhonghai is willing to replace senior Hu Yudao on the field, which is not against the rules. However, is Mr. Kimura from Fuso Country willing?" the organizer asked.

The live broadcast shot to Kimura Naoto, waiting for his response.

Kimura Naoto wore the traditional costume of the Fusang Kingdom with a serious face, holding a famous sword in his arms. Hearing the proposal, he looked at Cheng Hao and frowned.

"It's fine if Mr. Kimura is afraid." However, before Naoto Kimura could respond, Cheng Hao's voice sounded again, his voice full of provocation, "In this case, the martial arts of Fusang Kingdom are probably just for nothing!"*

25 Shocking a Sword Master of the Host (first update, asking for flowers)

"Humph!" Kimura Naoto snorted coldly, "Since Mr. Cheng knows my Fusang martial arts, how can I not appreciate it? However, the sword has no eyes, I hope Mr. Cheng will not regret it!"

"No regrets, no regrets!" Cheng Hao smiled, "I hope Mr. Kimura can open my eyes!"

Looking at the organizer, Cheng Hao asked, "Is it alright now?"

"can."

"The second match is between Da Zhou Chenghao and Fuso Kunikimura Naoto!"

"Mr. Kimura is a kendo master who knows the style of Jingxin, and this competition is kendo! The two players can bring their own weapons to enter the field!"

As soon as the voice fell, Kimura Naoto jumped directly into the ring.

However, Cheng Hao, who was one step slower than him, stood on the high platform one step earlier.

Just like he was there.

The referee looked at Cheng Hao, saw that he was empty-handed, and asked, "Cheng Hao, where is your weapon?"

"If you must have a weapon, just bring a bamboo sword." Cheng Hao said casually.

The voice fell, and the audience below suddenly burst into an uproar.

Hu Yudao's face was ugly: "What is this kid doing? Bamboo sword, that thing is used for practice, arena competitions, life is related, how can you be so frivolous?"

"Yes."

"Brother Cheng, I have a family weapon, I'll lend it to you first!"

someone shouted.

Cheng Hao waved his hand, took a bamboo sword from the referee's hand, and said, "Don't worry, everyone, a bamboo sword is enough! The masters of the Fusang Kingdom have come from afar. As the host, using a famous sword is to bully others. A bamboo sword can just show our great Zhou etiquette!"

"Cut, what time is this, and it's still a state of etiquette!"

"Bullshit, just bullshit!"

When the people below heard this, they immediately blushed with anger and had thick necks.

Even more angry are the experts from Fusang and Beauty.

They are experts selected by the two countries, and they are naturally arrogant.

Now that he was despised by someone under twenty years old, the anger in his chest was about to explode.

"Mr. Cheng, if you want to use a bamboo sword, it's up to you!" Kimura Naoto paused, his voice was chilling, his eyes were like a wolf who chooses someone to devour him, "However, if you lose, don't go back on it. !"

"Don't worry!" Cheng Hao smiled, "I will never regret it!"

Zhonghai Hospital.

In a ward, three people were watching TV nervously.

"Why is Master Cheng so underestimated!"

"Yeah! The Fusang people are the best at intrigues and tricks. I hope Master Cheng won't be tricked!"

These three are the three of Zhang Xiaonan.