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Chapter 0528 Golden Sword Thunder Halberd(1/2)

After the first round of elimination, there were a total of sixteen teams.

Dongshao Kingdom, Nansai Kingdom, Xiliang Kingdom, Beichi Kingdom, Yundu City, etc. are among them.

The next day, Wu Haojun and the others had to face the Royal Nobles team from Nansai Kingdom.

The team leader of Nansaiguo is Xu Pengsheng, who stands in the audience as an auxiliary and directs.

It was because he had the same name and surname as the leader of Dongshao Kingdom, and they also looked exactly the same, so many people on the field were stunned.

"Is this person an envoy from the Nansai Kingdom?"

"He looks so much like our king."

"He must be the long-lost brother of the king!"

"You're going to die if you talk about the king in private?"

"..."

With the announcement of the master, the competition between the two countries officially begins.

The army of the royal nobles of the Southern Kingdom is the champion of the previous year.

There are more than two hundred countries in the martial arts continent.

Among them, the strongest ones are Dongshao Kingdom, Nansai Kingdom, Xiliang Kingdom and Beichi Kingdom.

Among them, the East Shao Kingdom has the most warriors, and dragons and snakes are mixed together, so there are many human masters as well as many capable people and strangers.

The Xiliang Kingdom is good at telekinesis, and the warriors are mainly women. It is a society where women are supreme. Men have a very low status and are sold like slaves.

The Beichi Kingdom advocates strength and accepts barbarians who were reincarnated from the Northern Wilderness. Therefore, these people have upright personalities and are naturally powerful.

As for the Nansai Kingdom, it is the strongest among the four countries.

Not only do they know how to use equipment, most of the weapons are from equipment provided by Fan Machinery City.

Field for both sides.

There are only three people on Wu Hao's side.

Zhou Zhu and Bai Yu are not here, and I don't know where they went.

Wu Haojun had seen all five people across from him before.

They are Wang Ying of the Golden Ring, Zhao Bayin of the Thunder and Lightning Halberd, Ma Tie of the Purple Gold Hammer, Fengying of Sword Xiu, and Li Jinchang, the strongest warrior of the Nansai Kingdom.

"Why are there only three of you and you look down on us so much?"

"That's okay, finish the fight early and go back to rest."

"The boss said that the contestants in Dongshao Country are not simple this time, so we should not be careless."

"How much skill can a warrior from a small fishing village have? It's just good luck."

"I'll try them first."

Wang came on stage carrying a large golden ring knife on his back.

On Wu Haojun's side, it was Fu Bo who took action, and the weapon in his hand was a centipede hook.

"There is really no one in Dongshao country, so I chose to let a kid like you come out."

Wang Ying sneered.

"Stop talking nonsense, just use your skills!"

Although Fu Bo's demon power has been suppressed, he is still one of the nine demon kings. His previous combat experience is still there, and he is not afraid at all when facing Wang Ying's challenge.

"Yesterday I saw a fight with an immortal man, you can't be my hand!"

Wang Ying held the knife in both hands and chopped it down at Fu Boying.

when!

Military phase.

Bo was so shocked that his arms were numb, he could hardly hold the hooks in his hands, and his body couldn't help but retreat.

However, Wang Ying did not give up. Instead, he quickly caught up and slashed Fu Bo with another knife.

"ah!"

Fu Bo screamed, and his body was like a spinning top, spinning several times in the air and hitting the wall behind him heavily.

Seeing this scene, Wu Haojun and others were all sweating for Fu Bo.

I thought Nansai Country would be relatively easy to deal with, but the strength of the first person was not so strong)

Judging from Wang Ying's sword, there are no fancy moves in the move.

What he relies on is simple cutting, stabbing, hanging, etc., but his strength is really rare.

"Admit defeat, you are no match for me."

Wang Ying said coldly.

"How could I give up?"

There was blood at the corner of Fu Bo's mouth and he was holding the hook with both hands. It was very difficult to just stand there.

"Then go to hell!"

King (this chapter is not finished yet!)

Chapter 0528 Golden Sword and Thunder Halberd

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The sword in Ying's hand fell again.

boom--!

The huge impact left a deep mark on the ground.

Wang Ying put away her sword and stood up.

The head of the facial expression bowed deeply.

There was an uproar in the audience.

"Too scared!

"It only took three swords to determine the winner."

"As expected of a warrior from the Nansai Kingdom, the name is not as good as meeting him!"

Hearing these sounds, Wang Ying was also smiling.

This battle was too easy for him.

The next moment.

The smile on Wang Ying's face gradually disappeared.

He slowly turned around and looked back.

The smoke and dust gradually dispersed behind him, and Fu Bo was still standing there intact.

"You're not dead"

Wang Ying's face darkened and she became serious.

"I'm going to use it as a backing up!"

Fu Bo got up from where he was and rushed towards Wang Ying.

"madness!"

Wang Ying drew his sword again.

However, this knife was caught by Fu and never fell.

"Has your power gotten stronger?"

Wang Ying felt a little surprised.

Being able to catch his sword at such a time is by no means an easy task.

Wang Yingli drew the knife, but it felt like the golden knife had taken root and was motionless.

Shi Hai's face darkened, his wrist shook slightly, and the broadsword was torn into two pieces by him.

Wang Ying couldn't understand what kind of terrifying power it was that could tear his sword apart)

He only had half the hilt of the knife left in his hand, and he didn't dare to rush forward. He quickly jumped back and was some distance away from Fu Bola.

The next moment, there was a roar from the venue.

Looking at Wang Ying's movements again, they are exactly the same as Zhou Dazhu's before. His stance and even the movements of his hands are the same.

Just one more...

pistol.
To be continued...
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