"Whoosh!"
The next second, General Qingfeng caught up with Gale, raised his right hand, his battle blade flashing coldly, and pointed directly at Gale's neck!
"No!!!"
Gail screamed, his hair standing on end, utterly terrified.
"Sizzle!"
A trickle of blood oozed from Gail's neck.
"Bang!"
Gale's body fell onto the ring, kicking up a cloud of dust.
"Gail...is dead?"
Everyone was stunned.
Gale was actually... killed by Admiral Aomine with a single slash!
Who is Gale?
Gale... he's a superhero!
The leader of American superheroes, a peak powerhouse comparable to the fifth level of the Saint Realm, a generation of superheroes.
"Gurgle..."
Many strong men swallowed hard, their throats bobbing.
"Did Admiral Aomine win...?"
Everyone held their breath, staring intently at General Qingfeng on the arena, their hearts filled with excitement!
"Pfft."
General Qingfeng coughed up several mouthfuls of blood, his face as pale as paper.
"When will this infighting end..."
He murmured something to himself and walked away with difficulty.
At this moment, the entire venue fell silent!
Everyone was stunned. They stared in disbelief at Gale's corpse on the ring, unable to calm the turmoil churning in their hearts for a long time!
"This is impossible...how could this be..."
An American superhero was trembling, his lips quivering.
He knew that Qingfeng's existence was like a mountain weighing down on the United States, one that could never be moved.
"Dongfang won the fourth match."
The sorcerer shaman looked at the powerful figures from the West with a half-smile.
"Pah, this piece of trash..."
The paladin uttered a curse, his eyes twitching a few times, making him look particularly ferocious.
"After Qingfeng made his move, does anyone from the East still have left?"
The Pope sneered, "Besides this useless general, you in the East have no one of any value to offer."
"I don't see many people left in the West either."
Li Tianxia glanced at the Pope and said in a deep voice.
"Hmph, how could you Easterners possibly fathom our strength?"
The Pope said dismissively.
"You talk too much nonsense. If you want to fight, then fight! Stop with the nonsense!"
Li Tianxia narrowed his eyes and coldly shouted.
"Hehe, I don't like your temper. It's a tie now, you win two and we win one. If we win another, it'll be a tie. If it's a tie, how about we have a match?"
The Pope's face was cold, his eyes filled with provocation.
"You think you're so great? I don't have time to play games with you."
Li Tianxia shook his head and lazily sat back down.
"you....."
The Pope was speechless after being confronted by Li Tianxia, and his face turned red.
"Ah, in this final round, let me defend the dignity of the West."
A tall, slender figure stepped forward and slowly walked onto the arena.
This person is tall and well-proportioned, with an upright posture and a hint of arrogance between his brows, as if he were born noble and looked down on all living beings.
He seemed to be surrounded by a pale red mist, making him both mysterious and dangerous.
"It's him...he actually came!"
Even Aomine was stunned for a moment when he saw this person.
"Greetings, esteemed Eastern warriors. I am Ryan, crowned the Vampire King five years ago."
Ryan looked at the many powerful figures from the East and smiled faintly: "Today, I formally challenge the East. I hope you will not hold back."
Upon hearing Ryan's words, everyone's eyes fell on him.
The people from the East looked on with serious expressions. Ryan was the real King of Vampires!
Although he appears gentle and refined on the surface, he is extremely ruthless and decisive, having drunk the blood of ten thousand people; he is a truly ruthless person.
Ryan is a notorious figure among vampires, said to be the strongest vampire, surpassing even the progenitor of vampires!
"Lord Ryan, you've finally decided to take action against these filthy reptiles!"
"Hahaha, that Eastern bastard is dead!"
"Lord Ryan is the King of Vampires! How could these Eastern trash possibly be a match for him!"
"Lord Ryan will prevail!"
"Lord Ryan is mighty!"
A burst of frenzied shouts erupted, like a group of brainless fans!
When they saw Ryan appear, they became excited and cheered wildly.
Ryan's lips curled into a wicked smile, his eyes filled with arrogance.
He glanced at General Qingfeng, his eyes filled with mockery, as if he had everything under control.
"this...."
"He's at least at the fifth level of the Saint Realm..."
"Vampires are unpredictable and difficult to defend against. They also possess powerful physical bodies, making them difficult to deal with."
Many powerful figures from the East frowned and began to discuss amongst themselves.
"Gentlemen, who dares to fight him?"
"Let's go with Elder Lin! Elder Lin is a renowned figure in China; we can definitely defeat him!"
"I am but a crippled old man, and only at the fourth level of the Saint Realm. Going up there would only bring shame to the East."
"The Korean war god can definitely do it!"
"I'm willing but unable! I haven't been feeling well lately, and I can't use the full power of this stick. Otherwise, I could have smashed him into a pulp with one blow!"
"What about the Ganges war god of the Indian kingdom?"
"Cough cough, the Ganges War God has contracted dysentery and is having diarrhea..."
"......"
Many martial artists discussed the matter, but none of them were willing to step forward and fight.
Because Ryan is too strong, going up there would likely be suicide!
Moreover, their deaths were gruesome; they would likely be drained of all their blood and become blood slaves!
"Is no one willing to fight?"
Li Tianxia glanced around and sighed softly.
"well!"
Many martial artists sighed and looked at each other in bewilderment.
"Since no one else is going to play, I'll reluctantly take on this problem for you all."
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