With the appearance of the special attack team, the Japanese translator shouted on it with a wired microphone:

"These are fully armed imperial troops. Whoever can defeat them will be rewarded with a thousand oceans!"

As soon as these words came out, the square was in an uproar and the people were extremely excited.

If the 100 oceans before were flocking to them, then now, these thousand oceans are enough to make people crazy, and they will try it even if they fight to the death!

Looking at the boiling square, the Japanese translator continued to add:

"Of course, these are the elites of the Imperial Army. I would like to advise you to do what you can!"

But at this moment, the people have already been blinded by money and can't listen.

As the saying goes, people die for money, birds die for food. At any time, money is a sharp blade that kills people without blood, bewitching people's greedy desires.

Immediately afterwards, he came on the court alone, and as the competition began, he rushed towards his opponent.

Elbow strike, whip legs, punch!

Three moves in a row, hitting the Japanese special attack team members.

But the special attack team members remained motionless and were as solid as rocks.

The person who took action changed drastically. He knew that the difference between the two was like a natural barrier, but before he could react, he suddenly felt the strong wind on his face!

Bang!

His figure was like a torn sack, flying far away and landing on the edge of the ring.

Then, two Japanese troops stepped forward and dragged the man down.

At this moment, the Japanese army translated and explained:

"Don't worry, the injured will naturally have the Imperial Army to treat the wounded, and will still provide corresponding compensation!"

...

Money is a good thing, and for it, how many people can put life and death aside.

Until now, no one has been able to survive three moves in the ring!

And no one is walking!

Half an hour passed, and more than 30 people were carried off the ring!

Gradually, the people's original high mood gradually calmed down and realized that the Japanese army on the stage was completely invincible.

Upstairs of the city gate of the Japanese army headquarters.

"Yamamoto, although your special attack team is stronger than ordinary imperial army, its opponents are some civilians. In this way, not only does it not show the elite power of the imperial army, but it has lowered the level of the imperial army!"

"This competition is completely meaningless!"

Looking at the ring, a Japanese major general spoke on the city gate tower, but his words were soon refuted by another major general.

"China is vast and full of talents. There are many so-called folk masters hidden among the civilians. I just observed it carefully. At least seven or eight Chinese people have received systematic training, either from the army or from one skill, but they are still no match for Yamamoto's subordinates!"

"I think Yamamoto's move is not just for a competition, right?"

Yamamoto nodded with a smile and said:

"That's right, if these so-called civilian masters cannot be used by the Imperial Army, they will turn against each other one day. Instead of doing so, it's better to get rid of these time bombs around them!"

"Of course, these alone are not enough to make such a big fight!"

"There is a saying in China, which is called catching big fish with long lines!"

"He hasn't come yet when I'm waiting for someone!"

As he said that, Yamamoto glanced at Chen Lan tied to the wooden stake, looking inexplicably.

On the ring, the Japanese special attack team members stood solemnly on one side, with their bodies straight.

Looking at the mottled blood on the ring, the people no longer dared to step forward.

The entire square fell into silence.

Yamamoto's eyes were sharp and he glanced down.

Based on his understanding of Wang Yu, the latter will not come!

"I'll do it!"

Suddenly, a figure jumped onto the ring with a loud shout.

Yamamoto Ichiki looked closely and his eyes were filled with disappointment.

I saw that the person who came was about 1.7 meters tall, a young man in his early twenties. His skin showed a healthy wheat-like complexion. Although his angular facial features were childish, he had a sharp aura.

The people around him saw that there were still people who didn't know the world was so high that they continued to go to the ring to die. They were suddenly sighing and were very dissatisfied with him.

But the Japanese special attack team members didn't care about this. When they saw someone coming up, they immediately stepped out and gave the young man a bow, and then attacked the young man!

With a cup of tea, under the incredible gaze of everyone, the Japanese special attack team members flew off the ring and fainted!

Wow!

Suddenly, the people below the audience were in an uproar.

Someone actually defeated the fully armed Japanese elite, which shocked them and was also a little envious!

The Japanese translator on the city gate tower was also a little stunned, not believing that someone had defeated the special agent team known as the elite Japanese army!

But after a moment, the Japanese translator woke up and glanced at the senior Japanese official beside him without a trace. Seeing that there was no big noise, he breathed a sigh of relief and announced the result tremblingly.

A large bag of silver dollars was thrown on the ring. The young man picked it up with many envious eyes, opened the bag and took a look, then slapped it on his shoulder, ready to leave.

"Slow down!"

Suddenly, the Japanese translator on the city gate tower spoke.

The young man's heart tightened, turned around and looked at the city gate with caution.

The Japanese translator looked at Yamamoto Ichiki next to him, thought about what the latter had just said to him, cleared his throat, and said to the wired microphone:

"The Imperial Army said, you are very brave and powerful. Judging from your appearance, it is very easy to defeat the Imperial Army. Are you satisfied with just a thousand dollars?"

Looking at the young man's puzzled appearance, the Japanese translator continued:

"You can continue to challenge. If you can still defeat the Imperial Army, the reward will be doubled!"

The people under the city wall suddenly exploded.

"Damn, two thousand oceans?"

"If I had the ability of a young man, I would definitely do it! I will have three thousand oceans in front of each other, and I will have to wake up in my dreams in the second half of my life!"

"That's it!"

Listening to the discussions in the audience, the young man was not blinded by money, and he was a rare awakening in the world.

He knew that although it was easy to win again, dealing with the Japanese was tantamount to plotting against a tiger. The Japanese were the vicious beasts, and they turned against each other when they said they were turned against each other!

And he is not greedy either. This thousand dollars is enough to make him rich for the rest of his life!

Thinking of this, the young man shook his head firmly and turned around and was about to leave.

But soon after, a member of the Japanese special attack team rushed forward, flew up, and whipped his leg to the young man's neck!

The young man knew that the Japanese did not talk about martial ethics, but he did not expect that they were so unkind. Listening to the sound of wind whistling in his ears, he suddenly rushed forward and bowed his head and waist.

Bang!

Although the Japanese didn't hit him with one kick, they hit the cloth bag containing silver dollars!

Suddenly, the cloth bag was broken, and thousands of silver dollars shot out, falling into the crowd below the audience!

"Give it!"

Suddenly, people watching the fun from the audience flocked to grab the scattered silver dollars!

"mine……"

The young man looked at the scattered silver dollars and was anxious, but the Japanese army attacking him had already hit him with a flying knee!

"You little Japanese, you can't afford to play with it, right?"
Chapter completed!