Chapter 1185: Mingren don't talk secretly!

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Ye Fan took the lead and walked at the forefront, heading for the giant underground ring.
Xie Jinyuan, Qin Zhengyang, and Tang Long followed closely behind.
Soon, members of the Huaxia delegation took the lead to enter the venue.
Ye Fan turned around and asked loudly: "We have only one goal in the martial arts conference this time-champion! No matter who the opponent is, the United States, the Atlantis Protoss, or the Tsarist kingdom. Or, as long as you block the way, then crush them. Do you have any confidence?"
"Have!"
The three of them uttered in unison, roars that shook the sky and the earth, and the sound rushed straight into the sky, almost dispelling all the flowing clouds in the sky.
The most important thing about the two armies fighting is the momentum.
There is a saying in the ancient art of war: one blast, another decline, three exhaustion.
If you are timid before fighting, even if your strength surpasses the enemy, you may capsize in the gutter.
And with the mentality of fighting back, it is very likely to fight back.
In Ye Fan's opinion, although the Tsarist State is not a strong enemy, it can be regarded as a training session.
"Stick!"
"Stick!"
"Stick!"
At this time, a heavy footstep came from far and near.
The members of the Tsarist delegation finally entered.
Six Tsarist genetic warriors with different appearances and different heights showed extreme horror and ferocity in their gestures.
Each of them showed fierce brilliance, scanning Ye Fan and the others, as if to devour Ye Fan and others' lives.
Since the last century, the Tsarist State has begun to conduct various genetic experiments. First, experiments were performed on mice and gorillas. After a certain stage, in vivo experiments must be carried out. The mortality rate is very high, even if lucky. If you do not die, you may not be able to get genetic modification, but will leave sequelae that affect your life.
Because of this, those who participated in the experiment included volunteering soldiers and many criminals on death row who committed the most heinous crimes. Instead of being executed, it was better to take a fight.
It can be said that every time a genetic warrior is successfully born, there are tens of thousands of bones behind, which is extremely tragic.
If this information is made public, the Tsarist State will be criticized by global humanitarian organizations.
However, in order to pursue a powerful force, they are willing to pay all costs.
Soon, the genetic warriors walked up to Ye Fan and the others, each with their chins high and arrogant, as if they did not pay attention to the members of the Chinese delegation.
Suddenly, a burly man walked out, his face was crisscrossed with scars, like a twisted centipede, looking terrifying.
The scarred man looked at Ye Fan first, and said loudly: "Boy, your strength is indeed very strong, but-except for you, the other three are useless. I can easily defeat them by myself! This waste is holding back, you will never defeat our Tsarist kingdom!"
humiliation!
The shame of the red alder fruit!
Hearing the words of the scarred man, Xie Jinyuan, Qin Zhengyang, and Tang Long breathed fire into their eyes, trembling with anger, and clenched their fists.
As a warrior, you must have your own pride.
Of course they knew that their strength was far inferior to Ye Fan, and it was virtually a hindrance to him.
However, when it comes to fighting alone, they are fully confident that they will be enemies of the Tsarist genetic warriors.
And now, this scar-faced man threatened to defeat them with one enemy and three. How could this make them bear?
Impulsive and irritable Qin Zhengyang couldn't help taking the lead, took a step forward suddenly, gritted his teeth and said: "Hey...what are you going to do? There are two tricks!"
Hearing this, the scar-faced man shook his finger, and said with a disdain: "No, no, no! You are not qualified to compete with me. If I move my finger, I will run over you if I accidentally!"
"presumptuous!"
Qin Zhengyang let out an angry roar, his whole body tensed, ready to go, as if he was about to rush to fight the opponent in the next moment.
At this moment, the big scared man's eyes dazzled, and he sneered, "Jie Jie Jie...boy, since you don't believe me, let you see how good I am!"
After that, he slammed the big fist of the casserole and smashed it to the ground.
"boom!"
There was a loud and deafening noise.
"Rumble rumbling..."
The entire underground arena shook, and the ground shook the mountains and shook endlessly.
The next moment, something incredible happened
With the fist of the scarred man as the center, dense cracks appeared on the solid ground, spreading in all directions.
Within a hundred meters of the ground, all cobweb-like cracks appeared, as if they had been bombarded indiscriminately.
At this scene, the onlookers all around were dumbfounded and dumbfounded, almost suffocating.
You know, the ground of this underground ring is made of special materials that can withstand bombs and artillery.
However, now, it was blasted to a smash, and the power of that punch surpassed ordinary people's imagination.
"hiss!"
Xie Jinyuan, Qin Zhengyang and Tang Long couldn't help but breathe in the air-conditioning, as if they were poured cold water on them, and their anger suddenly went out.
The three of them never expected that this scar-faced man would possess such terrifying power.
The power of a punch is enough to blast through the mountains, if it hits himself, there is no possibility of escape.
...
Looking at the surprised expressions of the three of them, the scar-faced man looked arrogant, and said in a show-stopping manner:
"Haha...I injected the ant's gene into my body. Don't look down on the ant because of its small size! Ants are recognized as'hercules' in the animal world, capable of lifting 400 times their body weight. It can drag objects 1700 times its own weight. With my current strength, a skyscraper can be easily raised from the ground!"
Hearing these words, Xie Jinyuan, Qin Zhengyang and Tang Long looked very gloomy.
They knew that the scarred man was not bragging, but seeking truth from facts.
This kind of terrifying force, destroying mountains, shaking mountains, and overwhelming rivers and seas, is definitely not something they can resist. Even if the three of them work together, they are probably not the opponents of the Scarfaced Man, as long as they get a fist, they will definitely die.
"a ha ha ha……"
The scarred man let out a brazen laugh, and continued to provoke: "Even if you have a genius born in China, what about it? In terms of comprehensive strength, it is a thousand miles away from our Tsarist country!"
Upon hearing this, hundreds of spectators in the distance also talked:
"The Tsarist State is worthy of being a traditional military power, with a profound background!"
"Yeah... Just a genetic warrior has such terrifying strength, and the remaining five people also have different abilities. China has suffered!"
"Even if Ye Fan's strength is strong, his ultimate strength is not enough, he suffered a big loss in the team battle!"
"That's right! He can defeat a Seven Sea God General, but he wants to defeat six genetic warriors by one person, hope is too slim!"
For a time, public opinion in the venue showed a tendency to be one-sided, and almost did not favor the Huaxia delegation.
Hearing those cold words, Xie Jinyuan's faces became more ugly, and feelings of self-blame and guilt grew in their hearts.
At this time, the scar-faced man smiled and looked at the three people again and mocked: "Just like you, some people are embarrassed in front of warriors from all countries? If I were you, I would just buy a piece of tofu and kill it!"
"Nonsense!"
Suddenly, Ye Fan burst into a loud shout, with amazing power in his voice, tearing the surrounding air away.
"Stab!"
Ye Fan's gaze was like a divine sword draped over thorns and thorns.
The scarred man's body was shaken, and he let out a muffled grunt, as if he had suffered an invisible severe injury.
Seeing this, the five genetic warriors next to him were all tensed, and they all stared at Ye Fan fiercely as if they were approaching an enemy.
The atmosphere in the arena was tense and tense, as if a great battle would erupt in the next moment.
"Boy, what do you want to do, am I wrong?" The scarred man gritted his teeth.
"Of course not!"
Ye Fan shook his head, and his voice resounded throughout the audience: "First of all, my comrades-in-arms are not rubbish. If you haven't done genetic modification, you won't even have to give them shoes! Secondly, Ming people don't talk secretly— In my eyes, you are rubbish, and all of them are not enough for me to warm up!"