The player representing China finally entered the field, and all the Chinese audience finally breathed a sigh of relief. But Xiao Tian's appearance gave the representatives from other countries a big surprise, and also gave a big surprise to countless spectators outside the venue. Because everyone takes it for granted that the one who represents China in the battle must be the world-shaking Shura. As for this person, except for a few Chinese players, no one knew him at all.
Most players only remember his title, but few will be impressed by his appearance.
Where is Shura? Did you come with him... The Chinese people watching the live broadcast were waiting anxiously, and then at this moment, a vague reminder sounded at the venue: "... It's nine o'clock in the morning, and the first World Martial Arts Conference has officially begun. If there are no players from Canada, it will be deemed as a forfeit and the competition will be disqualified. If there are no players from North Korea, it will be deemed as a waiver and the competition will be disqualified. Vietnam..."
The system prompts lasted for a long time, and the names of more than a hundred countries were reported. These countries... all abstained!
But there were only forty-three war zones who actually came to participate in the competition, and there were only more than eighty people in total.
Why do so many countries abstain from such a competition? Xiao Tian frowned for a moment and immediately thought of the reason, and his heart became more excited because of it.
He actually became the target of public criticism instead of his boss. Xiao Tian shook his head and then walked forward with determination.
"Brother, why are so many countries abstaining? Is it because they are not confident or for other reasons. It shouldn't be... Doesn't this mean to destroy the prestige of one's own country?" Sitting next to the TV, Xuanyuan Jinglan looked puzzled. asked.
Xuanyuan Jingyun shook his head and said solemnly: "Second brother, you are wrong. It's not that they don't want to come to the competition, but that they don't dare. This competition is no longer a simple competition. If China wins, Ten It will become the world's most powerful country within the year, and those who help the six countries against China in the game will be remembered by China. And similarly, if China loses, those who lean towards China in the game will inevitably Suppressed by those six countries. Therefore, unless they have a firm stand, they will not easily participate in the competition. If you choose right, you will be 'promoted', if you choose wrong, you will suffer. If you don't participate in the competition, you can at least remain neutral. "
Xuanyuan Jinglan suddenly understood: "In other words, most of the people present are competing on behalf of the country?"
"Yes, I can't say all of them, but most of them are like this, and... "
"And most of them are aimed at me, China!" Xuanyuan Jinglan said angrily. Just the names of those countries can make people affirm their stance without hesitation. However, few of the countries that usually received countless favors from China appeared on the scene. Maybe they will only think of China when they need it, and when China faces a strong enemy, they will forget China's kindness and become a tortoise who is afraid of being harmed.
Xuanyuan Jingyun sighed heavily and said helplessly: "This situation is not surprising. After all, which of the six countries China faces is not a superpower in the world, and the leader is the United States, the current strongest country, and these There are countless masters in the country's war zones. Although Shura is recognized as the best in the world by Chinese players, this is not the case in other war zones. We in China have witnessed the power of Shura, while America has witnessed the power of the Wolf God. The Yingji Kingdom witnessed the power of the Ice Assassin, and the French Kingdom witnessed the power of the Vampire Earl... In their eyes, they are the number one in the world. It is normal for one country to make such a choice against six countries. What's more, , which one of these countries is not a 'friend' of these six countries, or even a 'vassal country'."
"Then...then...what about Brother Shura? Why didn't he show up? Why was Brother Xiao the only one? This...could it be that Brother Shura didn't participate in this game?"
He asked questions that all Chinese people wanted to know the answers to. When the buzzer announced the start of the game, China, which was in a tense atmosphere, began to make a fuss, and some impetuous people even began to curse.
"No, don't forget, Shura is a member of the Long family, there is no reason not to play. Maybe he just entered the game late. Don't forget, there is no rule in the rules that does not allow any participating player to be late. In fact, the game The restrictions can be simply summarized as follows: If there are no players from a country at the game site or all the players from that country are defeated, then that country will be eliminated. Then, as long as Xiaotian does not leave or is not defeated, Shura can arrive at any time!"
Xuanyuan Jinglan still had a puzzled look on his face: "Is this going to be the case? Could it be that Brother Shura doesn't want to play yet and is watching the game down below, waiting until Brother Xiao is about to lose before he comes on the field?"
Xuanyuan Jingyun pondered for a moment and shook his head slightly, "Maybe."
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After the system read out the competition rules again, the competition finally officially started. There was no gorgeous ceremony, no grand opening remarks and player introductions, not even a real host, but this game had the largest audience in history and received the most attention.
"... The First World Martial Arts Conference has now officially begun. During the competition, all participating players in the venue will be unable to contact the outside world. First, the system will randomly select a participating player as the first challenger to take the stage... "
The originally dull scene suddenly became tense. Xiao Tian's face was calm, but his heart was already high. The first person to be elected is undoubtedly the unluckiest person, because if he wants to win, he must not be knocked off the stage by anyone.
"Now the results are announced. The first one to take the stage is - the No. 1 participant from the Maldives - 'Bishop of the Holy Church'."
When the buzzer sounded, most of the countless spectators, whether present or watching the game, breathed a sigh of relief. There are no seats at the competition site, and there is no designated movement range for the players. Players participating in the competition are scattered in the audience. At this time, in an inconspicuous corner, a man in a wide gray robe slowly walked onto the high platform. This was a middle-aged man who looked to be in his forties. Among all the participating players, he should be the youngest. The biggest one. His head was slightly lowered, his eyes were straight, and there was no trace of nervousness or dissatisfaction on his face.
"Wilder, do you have any information on this person?"
On the east side of the arena, a man with a popular Western appearance played with the blue knife in his hand and asked casually.
"God's ups and downs, his real name is Nahi, he comes from the Maldives, one of the few neutral countries, and his purpose of coming this time is just for the competition. He is the only one in the Maldives with a hidden profession Although it is a profession based on support and curses, he has undoubtedly become the number one master in the Maldives war zone, and even... a national idol. Not only because of his strength, but also because of his real-world He is the Archbishop of Islam, the state religion of the Maldives." The man named Wilder explained carefully, but immediately curled his lips: "Dear Wilcox, it is just a small country with a population of only 300,000. , I don’t think there can be any real masters, not to mention... it’s just a auxiliary hidden profession.”
They are all top players selected from tens of millions or even hundreds of millions of players, and they are qualified to look down on opponents from these small countries.
Wilcox glanced at the calm middle-aged man on the stage and said calmly: "Wilder, don't underestimate any opponent."
Wilder spread his hands and said nothing.
"The Shura from China didn't show up... Let's talk about that Chinese. I know nothing about the people there except Shura and the God of Death." Wilcox turned the ice blade in his hand. It's not that he knew nothing. But he didn't bother to know.
"Xiaotian Yijian, his profession is Star Chasing Sword Master, and he is fifth in the Chinese Martial Arts Tournament. The real-life information..." Wilder paused, shook his head and said, "It is impossible to find out."
"Oh? China actually asked the fifth-ranked person to participate in the battle? How strong is he?"
"He is very fast and has very strong skills, but judging from the data, his attributes are not high. However, he has a very powerful trick. This trick even made him die together with the God of Death."
"How does it compare to you?"
"I'm not absolutely sure I can beat him. If I were to face him, the outcome would be 50-50. But if I were to face you, my dear Wilcox, he would have no chance of winning at all. Your 'Ice' How can the reputation of an assassin be shaken by a small 'star-chasing sword master'?"
Wilcox lowered his head and said nothing. The ice-colored knife in the palm of the hand, only a dozen centimeters long, was spinning rapidly, exuding a biting chill.
Another corner.
"William, Shura from China has not arrived. It seems that your idea of defeating Shura has failed." A man with brown hair said, and to his right was a tall man with blond hair. Blonde hair is very common in Western countries, but it is rare to see people with pure golden hair like his. His hair reflects the sparkling golden light under the light, and invisibly releases a noble and king-like aura.
Wolf God, his name is known to everyone in the West, just like Shura's name is known to everyone in the East.
"It doesn't matter. It is said that the national border will be opened in a month. I always have a chance to fight with him. We just need to complete the task this time." William glanced at Xiao Tian in the distance casually, and then glanced at the stage: "That's a player from a neutral country. His strength... huh, he's only qualified to be at the bottom here. Wells, let that waste from Japan be dealt with, and then..."