Just as Chu Run was training the elites of Yimen, the Four Kingdoms Martial Arts Conference in City B was in full swing, and the masters gradually showed up, including heroes in the Chinese martial arts world and masters among foreign contestants. During the ten days of the conference, the two people paid the most attention to the conference.

The first one was the Dark Night where four foreign players were killed two days before the conference. The ghost-like killer, the only one who dared to hang three bloody heads at the gate of the competition, the only one who assassinated the scene of the conference, the one who could not find the power of the four countries, because of him, the organizers of the four countries had to change the rules of the conference, from the original unlimited battle to the inability to kill and crippled opponents before the top 30. It was also because he made this competition famous world-famous and full of mysterious blood.

The second is a white man from Sorov among the foreign players. He is the first player to enter the top 30. He has defeated twenty-one opponents in ten days and has become the first person currently promoted by the organizers of the four countries.

Starting from the first day of Sorov's appearance, there were three matches a day. No matter who the opponent was, they were defeated by his punch within twenty moves. Moreover, this man's whole body was extremely hard, and he never suffered any injuries after so many matches.

Today is the last day for the martial arts competition to decide the top 30, especially when it is almost dusk, people are even more beating because so far, twenty-eight people have been shortlisted, including eleven Chinese players and seventeen foreign players.

The gap in numbers made it very difficult for Chinese audiences to accept. They did not understand why Yangyang China had only 11 people shortlisted for the top 30 against more than 100 foreign players, but they had to accept this fact, because in countless battles, foreign players did have a great advantage. Although the game was not allowed to kill people two days ago, these foreign players were still able to lead the competition in various ways.

At this time, there are only two Chinese players left. After a match, a thin R-shaped Chinese man came out of the stage. If no one can defeat him, he will be the top 29 of the martial arts competition.

The name of R is Miyamoto Masaichi. Many people know his name, and it definitely comes from the martial arts conference. Because he is a very famous kendo master in R country. He has won the championship of the R country's kendo competition in three realms in a row. He is known for his quick, accurate and ruthless moves. He has injured his enemy in several seconds in many regular competitions, and has achieved twelve wins in the martial arts competition.

Miyamoto Masaichi was wearing a white samurai suit and holding a bamboo sword in his hand. He looked at the audience below with a disdainful smile on his lips: "You want to know Xi, cowards from China, you still have two places. I wonder who dares to come up to challenge him. Don't tell me that you are still like turtles when killing people is not allowed, haha..."

Miyamoto's words made the audience angry. They had already hated these foreign players in the martial arts competitions these days. Because they always felt that they were superior to Chinese audiences because of their leading scores, they were extremely ironic in their words.

But no matter how angry he was, the audience also learned through many battles that Masaichi Miyamoto was powerful, which was not something that ordinary people could deal with. Moreover, although murder is not allowed at the conference now, everyone who fought with Masaichi Miyamoto ended up seriously injured, so no one came on stage after half a minute.

"Haha... I didn't expect that you cowards would let me enter the top 30 so easily. I don't know if I should thank you or despise you." Miyamoto Masaichi looked at the people below and became even more arrogant.

People could no longer bear it after hearing his words. A person with a straightforward personality shouted directly: "Tsai Onima, you, a beast from Country R, ​​do you think you are very powerful? Don't forget that there is still the dark night. Even if you win in the end, he will kill you all."

"Yes, **, what's the pride? How many more days can I breathe? I'll be proud of myself."

When Miyamoto on the stage heard everyone's words, the muscles on his face twitched a little. Dark Night was Dark Night again. Whenever they won, the audience would always mention this nightmare name, the killer who assassinated the four of them but no one could find. He was really as mysterious as Dark Night. Even when they were like foreign players, they still felt a little confused.

Because they will never forget the heads of the three people hanging at the door of the martial arts competition, nor will they ever forget the moment when Boone was killed on the stage when the lightning flashed. Later, they repeatedly studied and even dissected Boone's body, but they could not find out what hidden weapon this dark night was killed, because nothing could be found in Boone's mind, and if it was an ice arrow, there was no trace of dilution in the blood.

This made foreign players very distressed, because of the mystery of Dark Night, they didn't know how powerful he was, especially some of them were not as strong as Boone.

Although the night did not take action again in the next seven or eight days, they all understood in their hearts that it was because the conference changed the rules and no foreign players killed the Chinese players again. The major media in the world never stopped reporting on this night. Many international media dissatisfied with the four countries even called him the nemesis of the four countries' players and the god of death that took their lives.

Now that these viewers mentioned the An Ye again, Miyamoto felt a little cold, because he didn't want to die, but he also wanted to kill An Ye, so after a twitch on his face, he couldn't help but shouted in depression: "Baga, who dares you cowards? Are you just shouting there? I counted to three and didn't come up again, and I was the top 29, one or two..., husband plays the moon to confront each other"

Just as Masato Miyamoto wanted to count three, a voice rang at the door of the conference: "I'll do it."

Everyone heard the sound and looked at the door. They saw a young man in his twenties slowly walking in at the door. He was dressed in black, medium figure, and cold face. He looked like a cheetah waiting for food. Every step he took made people feel that he was so ruthless and without any warmth.

The young man ignored everyone's expressions and went directly to the stage, then went to the stage, came to the opposite side of Miyamoto Masaichi, and said a simple sentence: "Remember my name is Yuebai, defeat your Yuebai."

The audience in the audience and Miyamoto Masaichi on the stage were slightly stunned. They didn't know who the young man was, but the young man was too crazy.

But after a moment, Moon Masaichi finally reacted and stared at the young man tightly and shouted; "Baga, arrogant Chinese boy, remember my name too. My name is Miyamoto Masaichi, who defeated Miyamoto Masaichi, the twelve Chinese players."

Yuebai glanced at Masaichi Miyamoto's angry face, and a cold smile appeared on the corner of her mouth: "You won't have a chance to defeat anyone again in the future."

Miyamoto Masato looked at Yuebai's disdainful expression and became even more angry: "You are dead, I will use my sword to let you know the arrogance in front of me."

After saying that, Benzheng suddenly flashed up, and two yellow shadows were drawn in his hand that hit Yuebai's face. Yuebai looked at the bamboo sword attacking the other party, and his figure flashed, and said slowly: "I already know how cheap you are. I have not selected a weapon yet, but you actually took action. I am really ignorant."

Miyamoto Masaichi was about to attack again, but after hearing Yuebai's words, he had to stop and gritted his teeth and said hatefully: "Hurry up, I want to defeat you immediately."

Yue Baili ignored him, but walked directly to the weapon stand beside the martial arts platform and selected it for a long time. Finally, he found a bamboo sword, took it in his hand and looked at it for a long time. Until he saw a flash of white shadow when he saw a flash of white shadow, he nodded with satisfaction: "That's the one, I believe it's enough to enter the top 30."

At this moment, Miyamoto was already waiting patiently and kept urging: "Boy, how long do you plan to procrastinate?"

Yuebai walked to the middle of the stage with the bamboo sword: "I just want you to enjoy the feeling of being able to swing the sword for a while."

The people in the audience were puzzled when they heard Yue Bai's words. They didn't know what the young man was going to do. Although the flash of the moment seemed very fast, why did he delay time?

There was only a white shadow in the corner not far away. Looking at Yue Bai on the stage, I couldn't help but smile: "This kid is getting cooler."

When Miyamoto on the stage heard Yue Bai's words, he saw Yue Bai's disdainful eyes finally burst out again. The bamboo sword in his hand rushed straight to Yue Bai's chest, and the speed was as fast as lightning.

Yuebai saw the opponent's attacking sword flashing, and then waved the bamboo sword in his hand and stabbed the opponent's throat. When Yuebai made a move, Masaichi Miyamoto felt the speed of the opponent's speed. He quickly retreated and turned his head to almost avoid a sword.

The people in the audience watched the two of them fighting. Although it was just one move, they were already full of confidence in Yue Bai because they found that Yue Bai was much higher than the other party in terms of speed and angle of sword drawing.
Chapter completed!