"Your martial arts are powerful, I am impressed …"
Wang Zhenyi stood up and took two steps back. He held onto his wound and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.
"The new generation excels the old … looks like it's time for us old guys to give way to the newcomers."
Wang Zhenyi said as he turned and left the arena.
He gave up? Admitted defeat?
Li Fan was in disbelief. Wang Zhenyi was an ambitious man. How could he admit defeat so easily? Was Niu Xueyan's strength really strong enough to make him feel like he was looking at a tall mountain?
Niu Xueyan … Li Fan remembered this name. He wondered if he would meet this person in the upcoming matches.
There was only one match left in the quarterfinals.
They didn't need to go through the selections. Liao Jue versus Fierce White Tiger!
"Next up is the quarterfinals …"
The host took out the name list for the last match and started introducing, "Without a doubt, every match in the quarterfinals will be exciting. The last match will be highly anticipated as well. Let us welcome the two contestants for the last match, Emperor Liao Jue and BWE's Fierce White Tiger! "
Emperor Liao Jue … this person who should have been killed was revived with the help of Outland. He wore a golden coat and floated down from the sky. He had the demeanor of an emperor as he landed on the arena.
"This contestant Liao … claims to be the Emperor of China."
Before the host could finish, Liao Jue raised a finger and said loudly with a voice imbued with Immortal Qi.
"This Emperor will gladly accept the champion of this martial arts competition."
Emperor Liao's declaration caused an uproar.
"My god, this contestant Liao Jue is indeed arrogant. He actually said such words! Will he really get what he wants? Or is this just an ordinary demonstration? "
Opposite him, the highly anticipated Ferocious White Tiger had also entered the arena. This Fierce White Tiger was two meters tall. He wore a white tight suit with black tiger stripes. On his head, he was also wearing a white tiger mask. This professional wrestler was like a ferocious tiger walking on its hind legs. He looked mighty and extraordinary, and his aura was astonishing.
"This Emperor Liao sure is arrogant."
The bank boss sat in front of the television and sneered, "Just him alone wants to win against our fierce white tiger? But this is also good. Let him heat up the atmosphere, and in this match, you will become a machine for me to break even! "
According to the calculations of the German actuary, the white tiger had a very high chance of winning against this Martial Emperor. It could give him a 50% handicap.
"Alright, go do it!"
The bank owner nodded, "This time, I want to earn back what I lost!"
The bets had already been placed. Many people saw that the ferocious white tiger was willing to give up five. They thought to themselves that since this Martial Emperor could boast, he must be quite capable. He should be able to hold on for five minutes, right?
Therefore, a large amount of money began to be injected into the Martial Emperor. It was as if the bank boss saw a mountain of gold placed in front of him. That's right, throw more money at it. In the end, the money will all end up in my pocket!
Seeing the Martial Monarch's provocation, the fierce white tiger stretched out its right hand and made a throat-slitting gesture.
"Contestant White Tiger has responded to the opponent's provocation! Looks like this will be another bloody battle! "
With the host's voice, the final round of 16 had officially begun!
However, the Martial Monarch was not in a hurry to make a move. Instead, he just stood there with his arms crossed and a smile that was not a smile. He looked at the fierce white tiger in front of him as if he was looking at a child, his eyes filled with ridicule. The fierce white tiger suddenly let out a roar and then started to run. Its speed was extremely fast as it closed in on the Martial Monarch. When he ran to the Martial Monarch's side, he jumped up and put his feet together. With a beautiful flying kick, he kicked towards the Martial Monarch's head.
"What a strong jumping ability!" "This is a textbook flying kick!"
The host shouted, "The audience is already cheering. I wonder how the Martial Monarch will respond!"
The Martial Monarch was still hugging his arms. Facing the sudden fierce flying kick, he did not move at all. The audience thought that the Martial Monarch was scared silly, to the point that he did not even know how to dodge!
But just when everyone thought that the Martial Monarch was finished, a golden divine dragon suddenly flew out from behind the Martial Monarch! This divine dragon was three meters long. With a swing of its tail, it sent the fierce white tiger flying!
The people in the audience almost exploded!
Dragon! This was a real Chinese divine dragon! This man called the Martial Monarch could actually summon a divine dragon?
"Unbelievable! It's actually a divine dragon! "
Looking at the golden divine dragon flying beside the Martial Monarch, the host and the audience cried out in shock.
"I can't believe it, is this really a martial art?"
The people from the Six Great Sects all stared with their eyes wide open. Could it be that the Martial Monarch had also trained in the Void to Reality technique? No, even if it was the Void to Reality technique, it would not be able to reach such a level!
"This Emperor is not training in any martial arts."
The Martial Monarch said proudly, "This Emperor is training in the legendary Celestial Arts! This Emperor is the Martial Monarch, and what he is training in is the True Celestial Arts! "
As he said that, the Martial Monarch sat on his dragon body and flew up. He floated about a meter in the air as he looked down at the fierce white tiger.
"What fierce white tiger, in front of this Emperor, it is just a little cat."
"Quickly get up, fierce white tiger!"
The Bank Boss felt a chill down his spine as cold sweat appeared on his back. The fierce white tiger wouldn't lose just like that, right? He couldn't lose! If he lost, he would lose so much that he would cry!
It's okay, even if that Chinese knew some magic, he wouldn't be a match for our fierce white tiger! After all, he knew about the fierce white tiger's bloodline. He was a true fierce tiger!
Under everyone's gazes, the fierce white tiger stood up once again. The fierce white tiger's body also gave off a terrifying aura.
"Roar!"
The fierce white tiger roared as his entire body started to swell. In the blink of an eye, he swelled to nearly 3 meters tall. The clothes on his body were torn apart, revealing his original skin.
At this moment, fur grew out of the fierce white tiger's skin and the tiger stripes on his body were bright. He tore off his mask and revealed his true tiger head as he stared at the Martial Monarch who was floating above his head!
"My view of the world has been turned upside down today …"
The host swallowed his saliva, "I actually saw a fierce tiger! It's a true fierce white tiger! "
"This is a beast from the west."
Another voice rang out from the host's platform. The host turned his head in shock and realized that Jiang Feng had unknowingly sat beside him.
"Ah, Commander Jiang, can you answer our questions?"
"Sure."
Jiang Feng nodded his head. He didn't need a microphone and the entire venue, the 100,000 people, could hear his voice.
"Since I'm bored, let me explain it to you."
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