Chapter 25 Explanation of the surname Guan
Two days passed in a flash, and the twenty best warriors were selected from the preliminary selection. Their injuries were also recovered with the help of the most advanced medical technology.
The Capital Warrior Arena is a newly constructed building that was recently used for the Martial God Festival for the first time. It can accommodate 300,000 people to watch the event at the same time.
The stands were packed, and every audience member was looking forward to it. With so many years of promotion by the government, the society has long formed a trend of taking pride in and respecting martial arts.
Amid the cheers of the audience, Wang Yao and the other two seeded contestants stepped into the warrior arena together. Each of the twenty-three people occupied a small arena, and many small arenas surrounded the largest arena in the middle.
Looking at the people around him cheering loudly, Wang Yao standing on the ring was also a little excited. He was going to be the protagonist today in such a big event.
"Ladies and gentlemen, friends from all over the world! Hello everyone!" With an impassioned declaration, the host slowly rose on the lifting platform.
Wang Yao knew him. His surname was Guan. He often served as a commentator in major martial arts leagues and was very good at giving false warnings.
Standing on the stage, the host cleared his throat and got straight to the point: "Without further ado, the essence of the Martial God Festival is naturally to select the most powerful warriors, so our arena competition rules have also been adjusted.
The twenty-three warriors each choose an opponent to fight. Whoever steps onto the other side's ring means the challenge has begun. The winner gets one point, and the loser gets no points.
The top two players with the highest points will stand on the center stage to determine the final Martial God!"
Everyone on each small stage looked around, selecting suitable opponents. The whole world was watching this match, and no one wanted to lose right from the start.
Wang Yao was very annoyed because several eyes were looking at him at the same time. Was he such a pushover?
Forget about the Dark Power Master. We all know that according to official information, he is only at the first level of Dark Power, so that's why we choose him.
But what about you two Ming Jin warriors who managed to get through by luck? Just stare at him and I'm going to blow your heads off.
The commentator didn't forget to add fuel to the fire, saying with a hint of gloating, "It looks like our rising star Chen Dong has been targeted right from the start. Let me explain to everyone, he's not even 19 yet, and he's already a master!"
At this time, the live broadcast screen was also filled with comments:
"How awesome! Such a young master?"
"I was still doing radio gymnastics at the age of eighteen, how about you?"
"You only know how to bully young people, right? You are a bunch of shameless grown men!"
"Donghua Country's foundation is still too strong. When did our Xingxing Country have such talents?"
At this time, a blond and blue-eyed foreign uncle, who looked to be in his thirties and had an unshaven beard, took the initiative and jumped onto Wang Yao's stage.
The commentator was even happier, exclaiming in an exaggerated voice, "The first pair of contestants has been chosen. I will be commentating on this match myself. Anyone interested in the contestants can watch other perspectives simultaneously!"
Although the foreign uncle wanted to take advantage of the weak, he was also polite and first gave Wang Yao a standard fist-clasping salute.
Wang Yao had no choice but to return the salute. Whether to fight or not, he really didn't want to "bully the weak"!
Forget it, I deserve the title of Martial God, so I will defeat them! Wang Yao thought about what to do next.
They are all people who pay attention to details. There is no referee. The real martial god needs to conquer his opponent.
Of course, if someone doesn't follow the rules, the senior dark energy masters in the audience won't follow the rules either, not to mention that there are three Grandmaster Vice Speakers watching.
"The game has started, and many viewers have asked me to predict the outcome. I can tell you clearly that Hansen will win.
Hansen has reached the second level of Dark Power, while Chen Dong only has the first level!
In a flash, Hansen made the first move. His body was as agile as a white crane, but his hands were like eagle claws, and he pounced straight at Wang Yao.
Wang Yao stretched out a finger, without even exerting any force, and an invisible force burst out of his body and hit Uncle Hansen directly.
Hansen is indeed a veteran in dark energy, very sensitive. Although he did not see clearly the movement of Wang Yao's force, he still dodged it by twisting his body sideways based on his intuition.
"Wow, did Chen Dong just release some hidden energy? But Hansen dodged it very easily!"
Wang Yao didn't want to waste time, so he used Bajiquan close to Hansen and crashed into him like an unmatched wave.
Hansen's face changed. Should he hide? It was too late. The consequences of failing to initiate and being counterattacked were evident. Hansen could only bite the bullet and push forward.
"Puff", a breath of blood spurted out, and Hansen was knocked to the ground by Yuanman's close body lean.
Wang Yao hadn't even used his extraordinary strength, but he defeated a master of dark energy with just his perfect skills.
However, Hansen did not give up and struggled to get up. He was unwilling to give up. How could he lose like this?
Unfortunately, all his strength had been dispersed by Wang Yao's lean, and it was difficult to gather it again in a short time. He just stared at Wang Yao with an unwilling look in his eyes.
Wang Yao walked up to him, looked at him with his deep and determined black eyes, and then placed his clenched fist on his forehead.
After Hansen and Wang Yao looked at each other for a few seconds, he lowered his head. He felt Wang Yao's indestructible martial arts will, and he lost.
"What an unexpected match! The 19-year-old Master Chen Dong has mastered the perfect technique. This ordinary collision left Hansen unable to fight back. Hansen lost!" The commentator looked regretful.
At this time, the comments in Hansen’s home country were as follows:
"Does this host possess mysterious powers from the East?"
"I'll give him 100,000 to shut up! Anyone want to crowdfund?"
"Woo woo, my Hansen man, don't give up."
Hansen, lying on the ground, looked at Wang Yao's fist helplessly. He didn't know what the purpose of that punch was, and he still had no strength left.
"Chen, you are too strong. You are a true warrior. I can't believe you are still so young. I admit defeat!"
After hearing Hansen admit defeat, Wang Yao slowly put away his fist, and the flashes produced by the high-definition cameras all gathered on him.
The other warriors who were not fighting were all dumbfounded. They thought Hansen, who was ranked in the top ten in terms of strength, was defeated just like that.
This is too much of a joke. All those who had lined up to challenge Wang Yao just now have given up. They can't figure out Wang Yao's routine and want others to try it first.
Wang Yao was too lazy to come one by one. He had just defeated one of them so easily, so he must have agreed with his arrogance.
Then, Wang Yao walked down his small stage step by step, then stepped onto the central stage and stood in the center of the stage.
The commentator was merciless: "Oh my God, what does he want to do? Did he lose his mind after defeating an opponent?"
Wang Yao put his hands behind his back, looked down at the many small arenas, and said in a very domineering manner: "Hey, I'm talking to you guys, stop fighting, if you have the guts, fight me!"
Those who were fighting and those who were not fighting all looked towards the central arena, and only then did they realize that someone had actually stood there.
Someone protested, "Why did you get to stand there? Are you in the top two?"
Wang Yao's mouth curled up slightly. "Not angry yet?"
He then extended a hand, sweeping his index finger in the direction of the crowd, and declared in a lordly tone, "I am now the God of War. Anyone who refuses to obey me, come forward! I will beat ten of you! No, I will beat all of you!"
He will sweep away all the enemies in the world and reach the top again!
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