"Everyone, welcome to Japan to participate in this Asian Elite Competition. I am Xiaochuan, the secretary-general of the Prime Minister of Japan and the person in charge of this elite competition."

A middle-aged man wearing a suit and tie, exuding official authority, looked at everyone present and said.

"I believe everyone is very enthusiastic about this elite competition. This competition is an opportunity to show the strength of our Asian countries. I hope you will cheer up."

"The country that wins first place in this competition will receive the Buddhist treasure relic provided by Japan. Legend has it that this relic contains infinite power and is a rare treasure. I hope you will cherish this opportunity."

The secretary-general talked for a long time before getting to the point.

"There are a total of ten countries participating in the Elite Competition this time, with a total of fifty participants. Later someone will ask you to draw lots and divide them into five teams, each with ten people. These ten people will compete in pairs, and finally the final team will be decided.

A winner."

"There can only be five winners left from the last five teams, and then they will participate in tomorrow's finals. The person who takes first place will be the winner of this elite competition, and the country he represents can get this relic."

After explaining these rules, the secretary-general also stepped aside, and then someone began to draw lots for Xiao Yifeng and other participants to form teams.

"Wow, there are so many people!"

At this time, two more figures walked in, it was Kimura Masako and her bodyguard Keiko.

"Brother Xiaofeng!"

Kimura Masako glanced around and saw Xiao Yifeng at a glance. A smile appeared on her face and she ran over.

"Brother Xiaofeng!"

Kimura Masako's clear and sweet voice rang in Xiao Yifeng's ears. Looking around, Xiao Yifeng saw Kimura Masako walking towards him.

"Brother Xiaofeng, we meet again."

Kimura Masako ran to Xiao Yifeng, took his hand and smiled.

"Masako, it's you!"

When Xiao Yifeng saw Masako Kimura, he reacted with a smile on his face.

"No, Brother Xiao hooked up with such a top-notch girl from there!"

Song Chenbo watched Kimura Masako swallow his saliva, and Ou Yanhong glanced at Xiao Yifeng with a gloomy look in his eyes.

When those who participated in the competition from other countries saw such a top-notch beauty appearing, their eyes couldn't help but shine brightly.

"The eldest young master, it was that guy and the woman in white who beat the second young master seriously."

At this time, in the Japanese team, a man next to the young man holding a samurai sword in both hands and with an unruly expression pointed at Xiao Yifeng and Bai Zhixin and said to the young man.

This young man is none other than Cangye Ichiro, the eldest young master of the Cangye family, and the elder brother of Cangye Erlang. He is the strongest among the five people sent by Japan this time.

Cangye Ichiro glanced at Xiao Yifeng, a cold killing intent flashed in his eyes, and then glanced at Bai Zhixin, an evil light flashed in his eyes.

"Kill the man and take the woman back to me as a slave. It's just right."

Ichiro Aoba said with an indifferent expression, as if he were a superior emperor who easily decided the life and death of others, exuding an extremely arrogant attitude.

And his arrogance is due to his strong strength. As the strongest member of the younger generation of the Cangye family, he has enough capital and strength to be arrogant.

"Brother Xiaofeng, are you here to participate in this competition too?"

Kimura Masako looked at Xiao Yifeng and couldn't help but said.

"Um."

Xiao Yifeng nodded. He did not expect that he would meet Kameda Kazunun last night and Kimura Masako today.

"Then I wish Brother Xiaofeng will win the first place!"

Kimura Masako said with a smile, her smile was very sweet and cute.

"Okay, I will!"

Xiao Yifeng nodded.

"Okay, now the results of the draw are out, all participants please come out and divide into teams!"

A Japanese referee said, Xiao Yifeng and all five people walked out, and then started to divide into teams according to the lots they drew.

Soon five teams were divided, and most of the people from these ten countries were scattered in different teams.

However, there are two other countries that are very unlucky. They are all in the same team. The result is that they can only fight with their own people.

As for the five Xiao Yifeng, he and Song Chenbo are in the same team, and Bai Zhixin, Ou Yanhong and Zhao Yuanzhi are in their own teams.

Soon the members of the first team drew lots again and faced off in pairs. Twenty minutes passed and only five of the ten people were left, including Bai Zhixin.

Bai Zhixin was very strong. Her opponent in the first round was a young man from Goryeo Guoyuan Martial Arts who also had peak strength. However, she was instantly killed by him with one move.

In the second round of the two-by-two matchup, one person gets a bye and directly participates in the final competition for the winner of this team.

Forty minutes later, there were still two figures standing on the stage. It was Bai Zhixin, and the other was a young elite sent by Japan. His strength had reached the Gang Qi realm and he was also a member of the Cangye family.

"Beauty, you are the woman our eldest young master likes. I don't want to fight with you, so just admit defeat!"

The man glanced at Bai Zhixin and said.

call out!

A sharp sword light suddenly shot towards the opponent. Bai Zhixin didn't waste any time and took action directly.

Bang!

The speed of this sword light was so fast that even though the man's strength had reached the early stage of Gang Qi Realm, he still couldn't resist it. He was instantly killed again, and Bai Zhixin also successfully advanced to tomorrow's finals.

"interesting!"

Ichiro Cangye looked at Bai Zhixin with an evil smile on his lips, and a gleam flashed in his eyes.

"sharp!"

Bai Zhixin walked to her seat, Xiao Yifeng looked at her and said with a smile.

"Boy, take a good look at what it means to be truly strong!"

At this time, it was Ou Yanhong's turn to come on stage. The latter glanced at Xiao Yifeng with contempt, snorted coldly and walked over.

Soon the second team of ten began to fight in pairs, and the first four pairs quickly ended their battles.

The last pair is Ou Yanhong versus Naoba Ichiro.

Seeing Ichiro Cangye, Ou Yanhong's eyes narrowed slightly, and he felt the sharp aura on the other person's body, and his eyes flickered.

Seeing Cangye Ichiro, a smile appeared on Xiao Yifeng's lips.

"That guy from Japan doesn't seem to be easy to deal with?"

Song Chenbo glanced at Cangye Ichiro and said.

"That is the eldest young master of the Cangye family, Ichiro Cangye. He is the strongest of the younger generation of the Cangye family and is very powerful."

Xiao Han said.

"No, then Ou Yanhong will probably be slapped in the face."
Chapter completed!