Chapter 989: Bloody beginning

Seven days passed quickly, and a huge arena was set up on the largest square in the first city. This is a fully open arena that anyone can watch and anyone can play.
The Dongying people are sitting on the ring, there are dozens of masters, they are the defenders, and the challengers do not have their place.
Tachibana Chiaki stood on the ring with a smile, and said: "This time we, the number one master of Dongying, Shuiyun Dazong, in order to guide you sad Koreans.
Specially led our masters of the Eastern Empire to set up a ring here. The period for setting up the ring is ten days. After a match, every defender can choose to continue to defend the ring or to rest.
Until all the defenders are defeated, the final victory is considered. I hope that you Koreans are as powerful as your mouth. The whole world belongs to Korea. Only people like you can say this sad thing. "
Pu Yi said with a gloomy face: "Don't talk nonsense here. If you want to fight, we will fight as soon as possible. If you don't fight, you will go back to Dongying."
Tachibana Qianqiu said quietly: "Since your majesty is so anxious to send your people to death, let's start!"
After she finished speaking, she stepped back, and then a Dongying warrior jumped up. This guy said proudly, "I'm Zebei Rongzhi, so I'll come here first to throw some ideas, and either of you will come up and die."
The first shots are usually small shrimps, and the big families seem to be very stable, but the folk masters below are very clamoring.
I saw a guy jumping onto the ring and shouting loudly: "You Dongying dog, I am a folk master Wang Xiaohui, let you see how powerful Koreans are."
This guy's weapon was a simple sword, swiped it and rushed forward. With a very fast sword, he wanted to chop the opponent into two pieces.
Zebei Rongzhi had a disdainful smile on his face, his figure leaned toward the side, and the katana in his hand was sheathed like lightning, cutting the opponent's throat in one fell swoop.
He inserted the samurai sword back into the scabbard, and said calmly, "Are you Koreans at this level? It really disappoints me."
He kicked the opponent's corpse off the ring with a kick, and looked down at it with his eyes proudly. This was a completely disdainful look, which made the people below angry again.
A woman flew into the ring. The woman held a dagger in her hand and said, "Blood-killing palace disciple Zhao Suqiu, come to kill you Dongying dog today. You Dongying dogs are really hateful.
Actually sent someone into our Blood Killing Palace, and also won the position of the Palace Master, so that our blood killing Palace's thousand-year heritage was ruined. Today I will seek this justice. "
She said that when the short sword in her hand was swung, she rushed up in a erratic figure. The strength of the two people was about the same this time, and they quickly fought in the ring.
After all, Zhao Suqiu is a woman, and gradually she has some physical exhaustion, but she is still clenching her teeth and insisting, all of her moves are a loss-for-money style of play.
She suddenly let go of her defense, letting the opponent's katana pierce her body, and the two short swords in her hand plunged into the opponent's neck at the same time, and they all died together.
Pu Yi nodded from the stand and said, "After all, the palace is our native sect in Goryeo. This blood is still there. You will pass on the order in a while to lift the ban on the palace. I hope they can regroup."
Dazong Shuiyun frowned. Although Zebei Eiji was just a small shrimp, he was unexpectedly hitting the opponent to such an extent.
He whispered: "Tell the following to pay attention to this kind of dying style. After all, we are limited in number and this style of play is not good for us."
After the people below nodded, they saw a tall Dongying man jumped onto the ring. This guy was called Itakura Daijiro, a master of judo.
He buzzed loudly and said: "I don't use weapons, so opponents who use weapons don't need to come up. If you don't have masters in Korea, you can use weapons."
He hadn't finished speaking yet, this guy just jumped up from the bottom of the ring. This guy was in sharp contrast with him, and he appeared to be relatively thin.
The guy said loudly: "You really underestimate our Koreans. Today I will beat you with my fists. My name is Pu Min. Don't forget to tell King Yan when you change to a different place."
Park Min is obviously a speed-type master, spinning around Itakura Daijiro constantly, punching and kicking from time to time, the painful opponent is grinning.
Itakura Daijiro didn't catch him several times, which made the opponent look very angry. He gritted his teeth and punched the opponent hard, and grabbed the opponent's arm.
The cross lock in Jiu-Jitsu he used broke his arm at once. When the opponent screamed, he used the tricks in Jiu-Jitsu one after another to break the bones of the opponent's body and finally twisted his neck. The bone was thrown off the stage.
Itakura Daijiro roared angrily: "Do you think you can deal with me by jumping around like a monkey? We, Dongying Jiu-Jitsu, are the best in the world."
"What stinky fart you put there, let your grandpa An Yunlong tell you that taekwondo is the most powerful kung fu in the world."
A young man flew into the ring. An Yunlong is famous in Goryeo. He claims that his legs are more flexible than his hands and he is a master of Taekwondo.
Dajiro Itakura waved his hand disdainfully and said, "I hope you can jump faster than the monkey just now. Don't be caught by me, otherwise I will tear you in half."
An Yunlong roared, and rushed up as soon as he shook his figure. When he came up, it was a three-legged chain. Each foot was fast like lightning and full of strength.
As a judo master, Itakura Daijiro grasped various enemies in his hands during training. He immediately protected with both hands, and then grabbed one hand out like lightning.
He caught the opponent's foot very smoothly, but the opponent got up with his strength and kicked him on the head.
He stepped back two steps, but the hand did not loosen, and for the next round, he smashed the opponent to the ground, and then the other hand grabbed the opponent's other foot.
The whole person spins up like a top, and then a strong grip, followed by a lift up, rolls his body sideways, pressing the opponent under him completely.
Then the two feet clamped the opponent's neck and broke it forcefully, and An Yunlong's neck was broken when he heard a click. Unexpectedly, the taekwondo master didn't even walk over the opponent's three moves.
This start frightened the people below, and no one was on stage for a while.