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Chapter 727 Draw lots, fight

As Qin Feng finished speaking, the originally restless crowd instantly quieted down.

Almost everyone turned their attention to Qin Feng. Chen

Under the bright light, what they saw was a calm face, like a dry well, without any emotional fluctuations, as if everything they had just said was just a trivial matter.

And—just

It is such a calm face that makes many people feel palpitations.

Because Qin Feng's seemingly understatement just now all said facts.

Since he appeared in the global underground world and martial arts circles, he has aroused many forces and encountered many dangers, but every time he can turn danger into a bargain, kill powerful enemies, and shake the world!

In particular, everything Qin Feng did alone in Japan can be regarded as a myth in the global underground world and martial arts circles, and has always nailed Japan to the pillar of shame!”

Hey, a person's luck cannot always be better. Meeting me is your death date!”

Qin Feng's words sounded in his ears, and when everyone's eyes swept, Zoro Gambino spoke again, his tone was cold and his murderous intent became stronger. He felt that he wanted to fight with Qin Feng immediately."

Killing you doesn’t require luck, strength is enough.” Qin

Feng said calmly, and it felt like Zorro was like a fly that could be slapped to death in his eyes."

You..."

Luo was so angry that he trembled all over, and then said fiercely: "Okay, okay, okay, I'll say this when you meet me in the game!"

Once, Qin Feng ignored it.

It is enough to say something once, and it is enough to express some meanings clearly. There is no need to show off one's words. In the end, it depends on the truth behind the enemy.

Although he didn't speak, he saw that Japanese martial arts genius Iga, Hong Yi and Ghost, the secret successors of Hong Tianba, and even Arthur were all hostile to him.

He didn't care at all, and didn't even go to see the four of them.

In addition, he also keenly saw that Moti, the descendant of the Indian Buddhist Sect, was also looking at him, but there was no hostility in his eyes, only fighting spirit, and it felt as if he wanted to fight him.

"Next, please invite the contestants to go on stage and draw their numbers one by one." At this moment, on the rostrum, Modric spoke again.

As he finished speaking, the first contestant in the first row of the team took the lead in walking towards the rostrum, while the others followed one by one, one by one, orderly.

"Mom, why did I get the first group?"

God, why am I in the same group with the ghost?”

"I am in the same group as China Qin Feng, this world-famous devil will not kill me, right?"...

…very

Hurry, when the contestants draw their numbers, the exclamations keep coming out, and some people are happy and some are worried. In general, there are more people who are happy.

Because many contestants have certain confidence in their strength. In their opinion, as long as they do not encounter the top few strong people in the championship odds list, there may not be any hope of qualifying.

Because the number of seed players is limited and there is only one seed player in a country, for this reason, neither Hong Tianba's secret successor Hong Yi or Zorro Gambino, they cannot become seed players, and they can only draw lots - the American seed player was occupied by Munier nicknamed Jaguar.

When it was Hong Yi's turn to draw lots, he first glanced at Qin Feng with a sneer, then reached out to grab a ball from the box, opened it and found that it was No. 45.

According to regulations, he was ranked in the fifteenth group.

It made him a little disappointed - he was not assigned to the group where Qin Feng was.

After that, soon, he thought that according to the competition regulations, the people who appeared in groups 15 and 16 were going to be eliminating, and he couldn't help but sneer.

He thought that as long as Qin Feng did not meet those people whose real strength was far stronger than the seed players, there should be no big problem with qualifying in the group."

Hong Yi, you are lucky and you are likely to get the chance to kill the monkey in China!" Zuo

Luo Gambino was behind Hong Yi. When he saw Hong Yi's number, he couldn't help but speak.

Yes, you're lucky, but maybe you're lucky than me, you can meet him in the group stage."

Yi smiled and nodded. He and Zorro had never met before this Global Martial Arts Competition, and had never even met each other, but this did not prevent them from becoming superficial friends - the enemy of the enemy is a friend!

In the past two days, Hong Yi, Zoro, and even Japanese martial arts genius Iga have regarded Qin Feng as the fish on the chopping board and can be slaughtered by them, just by who is lucky.

In other words, they are comparing who can get the chance to kill Qin Feng!”

May Satan bless me to the 16th group!”

Zorro responded to Hong Yi, and then took out a small ball from the box, and suddenly saw that it said No. 48.

According to the competition rules, the three numbers 46, 47, and 48 belong to the 16th group!

The result made Zorro stunned!

Zorro's abnormal reaction aroused Hong Yi's curiosity. He couldn't help but look at Zorro's number and said jealously: "Your luck looks really good, but you are actually assigned to the 16th group."

"Hahaha..."

When Hong Yi's words sounded, Zoro couldn't help laughing, his smile filled with pride, "Sorry, Hong Yi, my dear friend, I will take the lead in sending that Chinese monkey to Satan."

After the words came to an end, Zoro smiled coldly at Qin Feng not far from the audience, and it felt as if he was saying: Chinese monkey, you are dead!

Feeling Zoro's cold gaze, seeing Zoro's villain's successful smile, Qin Feng vaguely guessed something, but did not care, but turned his eyes to the rostrum and the big screen, waiting for the lottery results of Tianying, Sanjie and Ji Ba.

On the rostrum, many contestants draw their numbers one by one. Whenever the results come out, they will be displayed on the large screen and directly marked into each group.

Soon, while Qin Feng was waiting, Tianying took the lead in drawing lots, with the number 35, and was assigned to the twelfth group.

The seed players in that group were the young powerful Zarago from Egypt.

Tianying glanced at the number in his hand, then looked deeply at Zarago under the rostrum, with a strong sense of fighting bursting out in his eyes.

That is, Ji Ba's lottery results also came out. No. 9 belongs to the fifth group, and the seed player is the Buddhist son Moti from India.

This result made Ji Ba a little depressed, and at the same time he couldn't help but ask Sanjie behind him: "Sanjie, do you know Moti, the descendant of the Indian Buddhist Sect? Is he powerful?"

He was a martial arts madman, who was ridiculously strong, no weaker than the Qin Feng brothers. You don’t have to qualify anymore, you are definitely not an opponent. Moreover, I suggest you better admit defeat in advance, otherwise you will be beaten up by that guy as a sandbag!" Sanjie said.

“—”

Ji Ba was about to cry but couldn't cry, but he felt that his luck was too bad.

Sanjie stretched out his hand and grabbed a small ball at will. When he opened it, he suddenly found that it was No. 44, which was in the same group as Hong Yi before, and they were both in the fifteenth group.

"Ha... It seems that my luck is not bad. Although I was not assigned to the same group as China Qin Feng, there is a Chinese warrior." No

In the distance, although Hong Yi had finished drawing lots, he was always paying attention to the dynamics on the big screen. After seeing Sanjie draw in the fifteenth group, he sneered and turned his eyes to the audience stands.

The next moment, he found Hong Tianba in the crowd, as if he was telling Hong Tianba in this way: Master, I will beat this Chinese warrior in public and wash away the shame of your being kicked out of the Chinese martial arts world back then!

When Hong Tianba saw the lottery result, he also understood the meaning in Hong Yi's eyes, nodded slightly, not only responding to Hong Yi, but also saying that he was also satisfied with the lottery result.

At this scene, Qin Feng raised his eyebrows slightly, but after thinking that Sanjie was completely Buddhist mentality and did not care about the results of the competition, he felt relieved again - even if Hong Yi wanted to commit a crime, as long as Sanjie didn't give him a chance, it would be useless!"

Zorro, Hong Yi, Iga, Arthur, if nothing unexpected happens, they will be my opponents before entering the finals!"

Later, Qin Feng looked at the matchup picture given on the big screen, and his eyes flashed, "I hope the ghost can defeat Moti and enter the finals, so that I can avenge Mengzi myself!"

Thinking of this, Qin Feng couldn't help but clench his fists quietly, and his murderous intent began to surge.

once.

He wants to fight all the way to the top of the young generation in the global martial arts world, and use the blood and corpses of the enemy to perform the first play on the world stage!…

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