"The rest of the twelve parties, begin the challenge!"

"You can challenge anyone at will, and the challenged cannot refuse!"

“The challenge follows a one-on-one principle!”

"Officially begin!"

The half-blooded venerable shouted coldly.

In an instant.

The other twelve forces rushed forward excitedly.

There was a fierce clamor in various languages.

The Japanese reacted most violently.

England followed, and Mitja again...

These twelve forces seemed to have seen the murderer of their father, and were filled with murderous intent.

Li Changfeng's mouth twitched: "Old Zhou, that steak last night seemed to have caused..."

Zhou Buzhou's expression changed drastically, and he suddenly shouted angrily: "Shut up!"

Yang Zimei quickly said, "That's right, shut up! I don't know anything, we don't know anything! Li Changfeng, do you know?"

Li Changfeng was stunned.

At this moment, the other twelve parties quickly surrounded them.

Start choosing your opponents.

The innermost circle is composed of thirteen people from Japan.

Thirteen people from Japan, five ninjas, five samurai, and two legendary barrier masters.

As for Onmyoji...that kind of creature is probably really fictional.

These thirteen people stared at the Chinese people who were moved to the center.

many!

Too many!

If Fuso's territory weren't so narrow, they would have more contestants than China!

They swept all the way across.

Soon, the thirteen Japanese people paused slightly.

What's going on?

There is actually a little guy in China who has mastered the second of the Eight Meridians and has seized a top opportunity?

Someone pondered.

Someone's eyes lit up slightly, and he said in Japanese: "I will challenge that weakling!"

He spoke in Japanese, but Zhou Buzhou and the others understood him.

Moreover, this Japanese nonsense was actually turned into Chinese in the ears of Zhou Buzhou and others.

Looking at the thoughtful expressions of the other factions nearby, they seemed to understand...