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Lu Ming's voice spread from the ring.

After a few seconds of silence in the audience, cheers erupted several times longer and stronger than before.

"It's so burning, the level of Lushen's pretend is comparable to what I had when I was young."

"Hundred fists fit into this body, the best in the world! My whole body is on fire!"

"On pretend, I would like to call Lushen the strongest!"

Everyone shouted Lu Ming's name vigorously, and this sound almost knocked off the ceiling of the audience.

Netizens heard more information. Under the clear camera, Lu Ming was standing on the ring, and the voice that people could only look up to, coupled with this sonorous and powerful words, directly filled the effect.

At this time, it was only half past nine.

It's just the beginning, and there's still an hour left.

After Lu Ming spoke, fortunately, he sat cross-legged on the ring with his eyes closed, quietly waiting for the group match to start.

Nine fifty.

Ten boxers entered the arena one after another.

The most attractive is the sumo wrestler who is 2.2 meters tall and weighs 900 pounds.

He was the center of attention as soon as he came in.

He was like a tank, standing in front of him, his vision blocked.

And when he walked, his face was not red and his heart was not beating. Obviously, he was exercising regularly, and his endurance was enough to drive this terrifying weight.

He was unsmiling, walked to the ring, and heard the cheers of the crowd, only to realize that there was someone on the stage.

Ito Ichiro immediately frowned: "Who is that?"

"Lu Ming!" said the assistant, "that's your opponent!"

Ito Ichiro sat upright, and then frowned at the armor handed over by the staff: "I don't feel the need to wear these, even if I stand there and let him fight, he can't make me take a half step back!"

The assistant said sternly: "Ichiro, don't underestimate any opponent. You have also seen his boxing match. He is very flexible. If you don't wear armor, you are not his opponent!"

"As the best sumo wrestler, you can't underestimate any opponent! Lu Ming is a very strong opponent. The power of his punches is terrifying, you must not take it lightly."

Ito Ichiro was silent. When all the armor was placed in front of him, he asked, "Who am I to play?"

"First!"

"The first one?" Ito Ichiro suddenly raised his voice, a look of anger flashing in his eyes.

Fighting Island actually looked down on him so much, and he was the first to appear, clearly thinking that he was the weakest among the ten people.

The purpose of his existence is to consume Lu Ming's physical strength, how could he accept such a result!

He is the strongest sumo wrestler in the world, how can he be the weakest one!

He put his hands on his knees and said solemnly: "I will let everyone understand that the sumo wrestlers of the Sakura Country are amazing!"

Finally, looking left and right, he wondered, "Where are the other fighters?"

The assistant pointed not far away: "Those are all!"

When looking at these ordinary stature, and even a few older men among them, Ito Ichiro was even more angry:

"idiot!"

He cursed in a low voice and stopped talking.

He believes that his own strength can completely play the finale, rather than being the first.

not far away.

Koda from Indonesia and Lu Ming on the observation deck.

His stature is very short, only about 165, but he is not a subordinate, on the contrary, he is very strong, his muscles are like granite, and his whole body is full of an aura of a tough guy.

The man sitting three meters away was a Dalit from A-Three Kingdoms. He had dark skin and muscles like a horned dragon. He was tall and was wiping a pair of finger tigers.

Next to him is Gould from the Red Umbrella Company, a strong man about 1.9 meters tall, with a pair of tactical shorts, a Tie-back vest, and a short knife and a dagger hanging on his waist.

Sitting on the opposite side was a man with a handsome face. He was Canaan, the evildoer from Mossad.

These people, sitting around the ring, had different expressions, only Lu Ming, who was sitting on the ring, attracted their attention.

"Is he Lu Ming?" The two elders of the Sakura Country sat half a meter apart.

One had gray hair and a long scar across his face, and the other had a bald head with round glasses.

They are in their early fifties, but they are well maintained. Just looking at their bodies and faces, they will think that these two are about forty years old and full of energy.

"It's him who Yixin said." Beichen Wild Things nodded, his eyes dignified: "Yishin said that his alien beast Daxia swordsmanship is so perfect that he has almost no room to resist.

Mito Chiba touched the two knives on his legs and said, "I don't know if I am qualified to let him draw the knives."

Beichen Ye Wudao: "He didn't have a knife today, he used a gun!"

Beichen Yewu raised his eyes and looked at it, as expected, with a regretful tone: "It's a pity that I can't see his swordsmanship."

...

"Is he Lu Ming?"

"Sure enough, young and terrifying!"

The speakers were several people in their fifties. They were wearing the same training clothes as Lu Ming and sitting under the ring.

"Beimu, click here, don't fall in love," said a gray-haired old man.

About thirty years old, the man of medium stature nodded when he heard the words: "I understand!"

"You can have the demeanor of a grandmaster at a young age, and only Chen Wushuang can beat him today."

"Liang Wu also has hope."

"Liang Wu can't do it!" The white-haired old man shook his head, looked at the middle-aged man who was sitting a few people away from the seats, and said directly without caring: "He has perseverance and patience, but his talent is still a little short. But peace In the 1990s, if he could still practice Cai Lifo Boxing to this level, if he had been a hundred years earlier, it would not have been a problem for him to reach the top of the Grand Master."

Martial arts also pay attention to the environment. In the early years, the spirit of martial arts was prevalent. Many people practiced martial arts for self-protection.

But now, where can there be such a thing.

It would be nice to have a legacy. Occasionally discussing is also a point to the point.

Without the sense of crisis in that big environment, the mentality would not be able to jump up. It's all complementary.

Only Chen Wushuang is an alternative.

This guy is weird in any era.

A martial arts maniac.

In order to practice martial arts desperately, he is in his 40s, but he doesn't even have a daughter-in-law. He has been single for so many years, and he doesn't know how he came here.

Several old men looked at Chen Wuwo, who was sitting upright and unsmiling, and couldn't help muttering.

As for Lu Ming?

Everyone is thinking about a question, where did this guy come from? There is no sect of apprenticeship, and I have not even heard the name before.

Suddenly, such a grandmaster popped up, and he was not yet twenty years old.

If it weren't for the scientific society now, they couldn't even help but wonder which Grandmaster-level martial arts master Lu Ming had reincarnated from time to time.