Marvel Superheroes in China

Then Qin Wu added, "If you don't have any special abilities, it's best to admit defeat beforehand and conserve your strength when you encounter these people, rather than making unnecessary sacrifices."

Zhang Fan nodded solemnly. As the leader of the Chinese team this time, he was determined to minimize the losses.

Just then, Chen Baima flew into the air and said loudly, "The competition continues. Now, the Holy Buddha Tower will begin choosing its opponent."

A man of medium build with slightly curly hair walked out with his hands clasped together. His gaze swept over the crowd below the stage and landed on a peak-level Qi Refining expert from the Moon God Temple.

Sada flew into a rage and roared, "Lahar, didn't we agree on this beforehand? How dare you go back on your word! If you have the guts, come at me!"

The people of China looked at each other in bewilderment.

Lahar didn't even glance at them when choosing his opponents!

What's going on here? A knife.

Chapter 425: Qin Wu's Killing Intent (5)

Ignoring Sada's provocation, Lahar directly chose the warrior from the Temple of the Moon.

Actually, it's not entirely Rahar's fault for going back on his word.

The main reason is that Qin Wu and Leng Ruxiang's strength is too strange. They defeated the best of the peak Gang Jin level with no chance of fighting back even when they were in the early stage of Gang Jin.

Who knows if there are any martial artists in China who don't play by the rules?

Therefore, to be on the safe side, Lahar had no choice but to select a warrior from the Temple of the Moon whom he was relatively familiar with.

Under Sada's gloomy gaze, the warriors of the Moon Temple walked into the center of the arena.

Lahar didn't waste any words and immediately attacked with lightning speed. His golden palms erupted with powerful spiritual energy, and with just three strikes, he sent the Moon God Temple warriors flying backward, coughing up blood.

Next, the Moon Goddess Temple would choose its opponents. Sada's cold eyes swept around, and finally settled on a martial artist from China.

"Don't force yourself. If you can't win, admit defeat immediately!" Zhang Fan said softly as the martial artist stood up.

"clear."

As Sada watched the approaching Chinese martial artists, a cruel smile appeared on his lips. With a roar, he slashed out with his scimitar, a flash of snow-white blade energy passing by.

The next moment, the head of the Chinese martial artist flew off!

The faces of the Chinese martial artists present immediately darkened, and they all glared angrily at Sada, never expecting that Sada would dare to use such a deadly move.

Sada shrugged and explained innocently, "I'm so sorry, I just made a mistake. Who knew he was so easy to defeat?"

"You son of a bitch, Sada, how dare you kill a Chinese martial artist! I'll kill you today!" Yuan Kun was furious and charged at Sada with bloodshot eyes.

At this moment, the Grandmaster of the Moon Goddess Temple spoke up: "If all martial artists in China are so unruly, what is the point of this challenge?"

Chen Baima's face was ashen. He waved his hand to stop Yuan Kun, his eyes filled with anger: "How do you explain that your martial artist openly killed a Chinese martial artist?"

The Grandmaster of the Moon Goddess Temple sighed and said regretfully, "In sparring matches, accidents are inevitable. Besides, once you become a martial artist, you must be prepared to be killed."

Chen Baima snorted coldly, turned around and glanced at Qin Wu, then continued to preside over the competition.

Qin Wu immediately understood the meaning: Chen Baima wanted him to go on a killing spree.

He summoned the furious Yuan Kun and said, "Since they dared to kill my comrades, then let's go all out and kill them until they tremble with fear!"

"For the next round, you will choose a relatively weak opponent. Once you're on the field, go all out and make sure no one is left alive."

Yuan Kun's eyes widened in anger as he said indignantly, "I want to go up there and kill that bastard right now!"

"Even if you can defeat him, you may not be able to kill him. I'm going to kill someone now!" Qin Wu said in a low voice, his voice carrying a hint of murderous intent.

Yuan Kun remained silent for a moment, then stopped speaking.

At this moment, the viper with the totem mark chose a martial artist of the Gangjin realm from China.

The exchange between the two was extremely strange. The Chinese martial artist was by no means weak, but every time the Chinese martial artist attacked, he would miss.

Gradually, Qin Wu and the others noticed something amiss. Chinese martial artists would always have a brief moment of distraction in their eyes at crucial moments. Although they would quickly regain their senses, in a battle between masters, victory or defeat hinges on such a minute difference.

Sure enough, in no time, Viper found an opening and knocked the Chinese martial artist unconscious with a single palm strike.

Qin Wu frowned slightly as he looked at the viper leaving the arena, muttering to himself, "A mental magic trick? That person seemed to have entered some kind of illusion."

As soon as Viper stepped off the field, Yuan Kun eagerly jumped up and, without thinking, pointed at a warrior from the Moon Goddess Temple with a full brown beard and shouted:

"You! Get up here right now!"

The bearded warrior was immediately enraged. He brandished the pair of curved swords in his hand and charged forward quickly.

Upon seeing the bearded warrior step onto the fighting platform, the enraged Yuan Kun roared, his spiritual power surging violently, and he suddenly threw the giant axe in his hand.

"Woo..."

The giant axe sliced ​​through the air with a loud bang. The bearded warrior had just stepped onto the fighting platform when he saw a giant axe flying towards him, and he was terrified.

He quickly grabbed his two swords and crossed them in front of his chest.

"Qiang!"

A clang of metal rang out, the twin swords shattered instantly, and to the bearded warrior's horrified gaze, the giant axe, its momentum undiminished, slammed directly into his chest.

The next moment, before the bearded warrior could even let out a scream, his neck and below were smashed into a bloody pulp.

Yuan Kun snorted coldly, looking at the martial artist he had smashed to death with disgust. He picked up the axe, wiped the blood off it with a look of disgust, and said indifferently, "I'm really sorry, I accidentally dropped it. But to dare to bring out a martial artist of this level to embarrass himself, he deserves to die!"

After saying that, he made a gesture of waiting for a song to be performed to Sadah before slowly walking off the stage.

Qin Wu looked at Sada's extremely pale face, smiled slightly, and murmured, "This is only the beginning..."

Chapter 426: Targeting (6)

It seemed that China had won the battle, as all the foreign martial artists chose to challenge Chinese martial artists.

Moreover, many martial artists were challenged by name as soon as they stepped down from the stage.

Therefore, apart from the one who has already died, China now has two martial artists who have been eliminated, and one who is seriously injured and unable to fight anymore.

At this moment, a Chinese martial artist, exhausted from fighting two battles in a row, was beaten to the ground by a martial artist from the Holy Buddha Pagoda, vomiting blood.

Qin Wu frowned and asked in confusion, "Was it like this in previous challenge matches?"

Zhang Fan's face was dark as he looked at the various foreign powers and said in a deep voice, "Our China has the most Gang Jin martial artists, so all countries target us, but none have been as blatant as this time!"

"Then what do we have to hold back? Do you really think we're easy to bully if we don't start killing?"

Zhang Fan looked at Qin Wu in surprise, a worried expression on his face: "In that case, more people will die?"

Qin Wu grinned, his eyes flashing with intense killing intent: "If we don't do this, how many spots can we get? I'm going to play in the next match!"

Zhang Fan fell silent. After a long while, he gritted his teeth and said, "What kind of martial artist doesn't fight? I must have been confused!"

After saying that, he turned and walked into the Chinese camp, whereupon he announced his decision.

After hearing this, Yuan Kun laughed heartily and said, "It should have been done long ago! If we don't strive for progress, one day the beings from other planes will come knocking on our door!"

Just then, it was the turn of the warriors from the Moon Temple to choose their opponents.

Sada summoned a short, stout warrior and whispered a few words in his ear. After listening, the short, stout warrior looked towards the Chinese camp, a cold glint in his eyes.

The short, stout martial artist leaped into the fighting arena.

Yuan Kun grinned and arrogantly shouted, "Shorty, if you have the guts, choose me, and I'll definitely spare your dog's life!"

The short, stout martial artist's lips twitched. He ignored Yuan Kun's provocation and directly chose an inconspicuous Qi-based martial artist from the Chinese camp.

The chosen martial artist's eyes lit up, and he laughed heartily as he stepped forward, saying in a loud voice, "Shorty! If you can walk upright, I'll write my name backwards!"

The short, stout martial artist hated it most when people said he was fat, and he immediately flew into a rage, roaring as he charged toward the Chinese martial artist.

The two instantly engaged in fierce combat. Their strengths were evenly matched, and after dozens of moves, neither gained any advantage.

At this moment, a cunning glint flashed in the eyes of the short, stout martial artist.

He deliberately exposed an opening, and the Chinese martial artist seized the opportunity to close in and slash the short, stout martial artist's right arm. Just then, the short, stout martial artist raised his left hand, and a short arrow flashing green light flew out from his sleeve.

The Chinese martial artist was shocked. Although he tried his best to dodge to the side, the distance between the two was too short, and the short arrow still hit the Chinese martial artist's shoulder.

Suddenly, a tingling sensation came from my shoulder.

"Despicable! They actually used poison!"

The short, stout martial artist laughed and said, "In Chinese terms, this man is all about deception in war."

Before the words were even finished, a fierce storm erupted.

A resolute look appeared in the eyes of the Chinese martial artist. He did not dodge the attack of the short, fat martial artist at all, and was directly stabbed through the abdomen by a knife. Then, his hands tightly gripped the short, fat martial artist, and the spiritual power in his body became chaotic.

He's going to blow himself up!

The short, stout martial artist was terrified, but his hands were firmly locked, and he couldn't break free at all.

The Chinese martial artist grinned, looking gleefully at the short, stout martial artist whose eyes were filled with despair, before his body exploded into a cloud of blood mist.

"Boom..."

A deafening explosion rang out from the martial arts arena. The masters quickly suppressed the energy fluctuations, otherwise the arena would have to be rebuilt.

The foreign martial artists stared in shock at the huge crater in the fighting arena.

Are all Chinese martial artists this tough?