Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, a dignified King Stage martial artist was actually insulted. Sung-Yoon Lee could tell that Ye Lingchen did not take him seriously at all. With the conflict between the two of them that could not be resolved, there was indeed no need to feign civility.
Sung-Yoon Lee's eyes turned red as he said coldly, "Ye Lingchen, you better pray that you don't meet us in the competition. Otherwise, fists and feet have no eyes. Be careful not to die!"
"Heh, just the five of you from the Stick Nation dare to boast like that? Aren't you afraid of making a fool of yourself? "Zheng Dali said coldly.
"Hey, a good dog doesn't block the way. Can you get out of the way now?" Jing Shan looked at the people from the Stick Nation and said mockingly.
Jae-Sik Kim shook the spiritual power threads beside him. His eyes were arrogant and filled with killing intent as he said coldly, "Little bastards from China, be arrogant. I'll definitely make you regret it!"
Those threads were thrown out from his hand and streaked across the surrounding trees and grass. Countless blades of grass were cut off, and many trees were also left with deep marks.
"The Stick Nation's judo technique can be both hard and soft. Those threads are really powerful." The surrounding people exclaimed, and a trace of fear flashed in their eyes.
"Alright, let's go." Sung-Yoon Lee said calmly and stared at Ye Lingchen's group of five. "See you on the battlefield. I hope you won't be eliminated at the beginning!"
However, just as they turned around and were about to leave, Ye Lingchen's phone vibrated and rang.
"I, Sung-Yoon Lee, am a bastard! I've committed a heinous crime. I apologize to the Elixir Pavilion. I'm sorry! "
"I, Sung-Yoon Lee, am a bastard! I've committed a heinous crime. I apologize to the Elixir Pavilion. I'm sorry! "
The ringtone was relatively loud and resounded in everyone's ears. Immediately, the atmosphere became strange. Everyone's gazes fell on Ye Lingchen at the same time.
"I'm sorry." Ye Lingchen took out his phone, and the ringtone became even louder.
"When did this ringtone become like this?" Ye Lingchen pressed it apologetically, and the world finally quieted down.
However, the next moment, the ringtone rang again.
"I, Sung-Yoon Lee, am a bastard! I've committed a heinous crime. I apologize to the Elixir Pavilion. I'm sorry! "
"I, Sung-Yoon Lee, am a bastard! I've committed a heinous crime. I apologize to the Elixir Pavilion. I'm sorry! "
…
Everyone's expression turned strange. They looked at Ye Lingchen from time to time, then looked at Sung-Yoon Lee, whose face was as black as charcoal.
Jing Shan silently gave Ye Lingchen a thumbs up. His body trembled slightly, and he tried his best not to laugh.
This guy was really showing off. He actually set this sentence as his phone's ringtone. The operation was really dazzling.
Chen Xiaoxiao snorted, then immediately covered her mouth and looked curiously at Ye Lingchen, who was still extremely calm.
"Who is this? The harassing calls are endless." Ye Lingchen sighed softly, then turned off the ringtone again with an innocent expression.
"You're courting death!"
Sung-Yoon Lee's face flushed red and his aura reached its peak. He took a step forward and a thick killing intent surged towards Ye Lingchen's group of five like a knife!
Rumble!
Around him, spiritual threads were like a spider web, enveloping Ye Lingchen's group of five.
"Hmph!"
Ye Lingchen and the others also unleashed their spiritual energy to the limit. Even so, they were still forced to retreat by Sung-Yoon Lee, especially Ye Lingchen. The pressure was like a mountain, forcing him to his knees.
Tap, tap, tap!
Sung-Yoon Lee pressed forward step by step, and his spiritual energy became stronger and stronger. When he was less than five meters away from Ye Lingchen, Sun Hongtao casually took a step forward and said with a faint smile, "Hehe, Sung-Yoon Lee, pay attention to your identity. Do the people of the Stick Nation only know how to bully the weak?"
The pressure on Ye Lingchen's group of five instantly disappeared without a trace.
The five of them looked at the furious Sung-Yoon Lee with palpitations in their hearts. There seemed to be only a difference of two levels between the King Stage and the mid-stage Innate Stage, but the gap between them was like a chasm. Only by stepping into the King Stage could one be considered an influential expert. He was really too strong.
"The King Stage cannot be humiliated! A junior dares to humiliate me? I must kill him! " Sung-Yoon Lee's aura rose once again. The spiritual threads danced in the air like knives, as if he would attack Sun Hongtao in the next moment.
"Sung-Yoon Lee, don't wrongly accuse me. When did I humiliate you? I just think this ringtone is better. Is that wrong? Could it be that you were the one who said that? "Ye Lingchen was shocked." Oh, then I really don't know. I changed the ringtone just like that. "
The black robe on Sun Hongtao's body fluttered. He smiled slightly and said lightly, "Sung-Yoon Lee, if you want to fight, I don't mind accompanying you."
"Let's go!" Sung-Yoon Lee's gaze was like a knife. He stared coldly at Ye Lingchen, then turned around and left.
"We're a little high-profile this time," Tie Jun frowned slightly and said in a low voice.
"It doesn't matter. If we show a little of our strength, people won't think of us as a pushover." Sun Hongtao smiled indifferently. "In the end, it still depends on strength."
The seven of them slowly walked forward and became the center of attention. The participants from the various countries all looked over and carefully swept their gazes over them. There was a sense of scrutiny in their eyes.
This time, China and the Stick Nation were the first to enter everyone's field of vision.
However, while everyone was sizing them up, Ye Lingchen was also observing them. His Aura Divination skill swept through them one by one and paused slightly on a few people with blonde hair and blue eyes.
The Qi around this group of people was completely different from that of martial artists. Two of them were crimson flames, one was gold, one was sky blue, and one was green.
Awakened ones?
The colors of these Qi probably represented their awakened attributes. He did not know which was stronger or weaker compared to the truth of cultivation.
The arranged accommodation was not considered luxurious. It was similar to the shape of a small hotel, and the outside was made of wood.
At night.
Everyone had dinner together.
Sun Hongtao said in a deep voice, "Tomorrow is the opening ceremony. There will be no martial arts competition. At that time, it will be broadcasted live in the Martial Arts Pavilions of various countries. The opponents will be chosen by drawing lots!
"It's best if we don't meet people from Greece, India, and Murica in the first round!
"There are many experts from various countries, but you're not familiar with the attacking methods of these three countries. It's easy to be at a disadvantage if you encounter them at the beginning. It's best to be prepared.
"If you meet people from these three countries in the first round, try to be careful and familiarize yourself with your opponents. If it really doesn't work, you can choose to strategically give up."
The competition was not a single-round elimination system. Those who lost could fight against the defeated teams, and those who stood out would still have a chance to come again.
Obviously, everyone did not think that way.
Since they were here to participate in the competition, they were naturally extremely confident in their own strength. Everyone was a genius, and they were not weaker than anyone else. It was not their style to admit defeat as soon as they met.
Sun Hongtao knew everyone's mood, so he did not say much. He smiled and said, "The Martial Arts Pavilion has also prepared material support for you for this competition. I'll distribute it to you now."
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