"It's not that the spirit of martial arts can't be erased. The other party is obviously prepared. This leader is not an ordinary person. He is rigorous in thinking, strong in momentum, and candid in his speech. If he is treated unfairly here, I am afraid it will rise to national conflicts." Shen Hanshu Analysis in a low voice.
"So these Mongols came for the martial arts conference from the very beginning. What are they trying to do? Are they coming to lead the rivers and lakes of our Central Plains?" Xu Lang snorted coldly.
"Although the leader's order cannot completely order all people in the arena, it still has a great influence." Shen Hanshu said with some worry.
"Mongolia and the Central Plains are now in contact with each other. I think the martial arts exchange is also a friendly exchange." The young man continued to speak aloud, looking at the frowning old men in the stands, he changed the subject and said, "Or say that you Central Plains are afraid of our Mongolia. , thinks that it is not our opponent in the ring, so you are afraid that we will not let us participate in the martial arts conference?"
These words are obviously aggressive, but, on this occasion, they clearly succeeded.
The crowd seemed to explode.
"We will be afraid of you Mongols? Just kidding!"
"Compare to compare. I'll send you back to your hometown later."
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After the head of Wudang and several other heads looked at each other, everyone nodded slightly. One is that they do not want this matter to become a contradiction between the two countries, and the other is that they are very confident in this year's candidates.
Tian Miao didn't speak, just looked at the leading man silently.
This man is no ordinary person...
No, it should be said that his soul is not an ordinary person.
It is also the goal of her mission.
The head of Wudang said to the young man, "Yes. But on the ring, swords have no eyes. If you are injured, you will be responsible for the consequences."
"Not to mention being injured, even if you die, you will never complain." The young man saluted, then turned to the crowd and said, "I am fortunate to participate in the martial arts conference in the Central Plains in Lower Battle, and I hope you will give me your advice."
There was a lot of discussion in the crowd. This Battle was clearly different from the Mongols they had seen before. The man seemed to be upright and courteous. If it weren't for his appearance and name, it would be more appropriate to say that he is from the Central Plains.
After Battelle said this, he gestured to one of his subordinates with his eyes.
The Mongolian man jumped onto the ring and bowed to the crowd: "In Xiaqing Geertai, please advise."
Immediately after he said this, martial arts practitioners who couldn't hold back already jumped onto the ring. After the two bowed, they began to discuss.
People didn't take it seriously at first. But after a few rounds between the two, everyone was shocked.
Mongolian martial arts, everyone present has seen it. But the moves this Mongolian used were completely different from the previous moves. Weird move, but very effective. In a short period of time, the martial artist was actually restrained.
Everyone was surprised that they had never heard of such martial arts and had never seen it before.
Tian Miao narrowed his eyes slightly.
grappling fight...
It seems that Battle has taught him a lot of things.
Battelle stood under the ring and watched the competition above. After listening to the announcement of the result of the competition, a satisfied smile appeared on his face. Of course, he didn't expect this man to become the leader of the martial arts alliance, he just let these men filter some people. In the end, it's up to him.
Becoming the leader of the martial arts alliance in the Central Plains is just the first step in his ambition.
(End of this chapter)