"You must give us an explanation!" Zhao Xia took a step forward and exuded his powerful aura. As the third stage of the innate realm, although he is not as perverted as Lin Ziming, his strength is still not weak after all. For these ordinary foreign warriors, the pressure is still great.

So his pressure immediately made them feel huge pressure, which made them unable to help but feel nervous and panic, and they were ready to fight and stared at Zhao Xia tightly.

At this moment, a tall figure walked out from the ring, jumped into the air in two or three steps, landed steadily on the ring, stood in front of Zhao Xia, and said coldly: "Zhao Xia, are you going to use your power to suppress my tribe members?!"

Seeing this tall figure, Zhao Xia immediately frowned and fear appeared in his eyes, "Soratu! What do you mean? He just now was the white player who killed a warrior from China. He violated the rules and must be punished!"

Soratu is also a more famous internationally renowned strong man. In the fourth stage of the innate realm, he is stronger than Zhao Xia.

In the early years, Zhao Xia had fought with him and was not his opponent, so Zhao Xia was very afraid of him.

Soratu felt Zhao Xia’s fear of him and showed a sarcastic smile on his face, "My man did not violate the rules. Just now, you warriors, launched a sneak attack on my man first. My man is self-defense. Who knows that your Chinese warriors are so weak that they can’t even stop my man.”

His words did not hide his contempt and disdain for Chinese warriors. His eyes also shot at the stage of these Chinese warriors, including Zhao Xia, were despised by him.

Everyone was very angry, but they didn't dare to act rashly, because they could see that the Soratu in front of them was very strong, and even if they went together, they would have no chance of winning.

Seeing so many people afraid of him, Soratu was even more proud of his expression.

But at this moment, a cold voice sounded, "Are you arrogant? Then I wonder if you can block my kick?"

Hearing this sentence, all the Chinese warriors were injected with chicken blood and became excited in an instant. Even Zhao Xia was relieved. With Lin Ziming around, things could be solved.

As for Soratu, when he heard Lin Ziming's voice, he was shocked, his face appeared a little pale, and his eyes could not hide his fear.

Lin Ziming's pressure was too terrifying. He didn't even see Lin Ziming. He could no longer bear it when he heard Lin Ziming's voice. He was so scared that he was so scared that he saw how terrifying Lin Ziming's strength was!

He looked over quickly and sure enough, he saw Lin Ziming walking over slowly. When he looked at each other, Soratu's heart was even more grabbed and he was very frightened.

Lin Ziming's appearance was a huge incentive for the Chinese warriors present, and they were no longer afraid immediately.

"That's great! Instructor Lin appears. With Instructor Lin here, he will definitely avenge the two brothers Shen Ming and Shen Yang!"

"These foreigners are too much. Only invincible strong men like Instructor Lin can kill their aura!"

"Yes, fortunately we have Instructor Lin, otherwise we might be bullied like what we are!"

When Zhao Xia heard these voices, he felt quite ashamed, but he did not have any dissatisfaction or jealousy. Instead, he was very glad and proud. Only with people like Lin Ziming can China have hope of revival. As a member of China, he was too happy to be too late.

As for the dozen foreigners, including Soratu, when facing Lin Ziming's arrival, they suddenly became much weaker in momentum, and even took a step back, not daring to look at Lin Ziming. It seemed that Lin Ziming was a prehistoric beast with instinctive fear.

After all, Soratu is also a strong man in the fourth stage of the innate realm, and Lin Ziming has not fully released his pressure, so Soratu still dares to face Lin Ziming, "Hmph, Lin Ziming, as the organizer of this Kung Fu Cup, are you going to break the rules!"

Lin Ziming ignored him, but walked towards the strength of the two brothers Shen Ming and Shen Yang, saluted, sighed slightly, then turned around, stared at the white contestant and said, "From the beginning, you have a murderous intention, this is the task given to you by your superiors."

The white contestant was injected with hormones and his strength increased twice at once. He was very confident in himself, but now, when Lin Ziming saw this, his body suddenly shuddered, and the blood on his face disappeared a lot. He became frightened, his mind was blank, and he said reflexively: "Yes, yes..."

But as soon as he finished speaking, Soratu slapped him in the face, woke him up, and scolded him: "What are you talking nonsense? You are the one who kills your opponent, and it has nothing to do with your superiors!"

The white contestant came back to his senses and became even more panicked. He realized that he had let go and quickly explained: "Yes, yes, yes, it's my own will, it has nothing to do with my superiors!"

But how could their poor acting skills deceive Lin Ziming? Even the others came to their senses. This was originally a murder full of malicious intentions!

Lin Ziming immediately narrowed his eyes. His reaction was so fast that he immediately reacted. This was probably the plan that was formulated for those more than a dozen masters of the great perfection of the innate realm to deal with him.

Soratu said: "Lin Ziming, the Kung Fu Cup allows casualties. You shouldn't rely on the fact that China is the organizer, just want to break the rules! This consequence is probably not something you can bear in the great perfection of the innate realm!"

Lin Ziming didn't say anything. His eyes passed by Soratu and looked at several innate great perfect masters behind him.

There was no expression on his face, so it was impossible to see what he was feeling. "Are you trying to increase my general trend by hunting down the Chinese warriors who will participate in the competition next, and want to use my general trend to backfire me and make me go crazy?"

Hearing this, Soratu's pupils shrank significantly, obviously not expecting that Lin Ziming guessed it so quickly.

Although other warriors didn't quite understand this, they probably understood that they were targeting Lin Ziming and couldn't help but feel a little nervous. Now Lin Ziming is their hope. If Lin Ziming falls, their beliefs will collapse.

Lin Ziming pointed directly at the white contestant and said, "You, apologize to the two brothers Shen Ming and Shen Yang."

From beginning to end, Lin Ziming never paid attention to Soratu, which made Soratu very embarrassed and suddenly became angry, "Lin Ziming, what qualifications do you have? Let my people apologize for the two bodies..."

At this moment, Lin Ziming's eyes looked at him with a flash, his eyes were like lightning, full of pressure, and suddenly made Soratu's brain explode with a bang, and he couldn't say the rest, just like a duck that was strangled to his neck, which ended abruptly.

"Do you have any objections?" Lin Ziming's tone was very light, but the endless murderous intent and pressure revealed in his tone was comparable to that of the god of death.
Chapter completed!