Global Martial Arts Master: I Can Upgrade Infinitely

Base arena.

It's huge here, as big as a football field.

In the middle position, a ring made of special material has been set up.

There are cameras all around the arena. These cameras are specially used for global live broadcast.

At this moment, many people all over the world are paying attention to this game.

"Look, the game is about to start."

"Let me go, why are there so many players in the Western League, and there are only three or four small teams."

"The same goes for the African Union, and why is Asan leading the Asian League?"

"We in China only have a small team, so it's very confusing."

"Stop talking, I support our Chinese team!"

In the square of Gaoliang City, when Lin Feng and others appeared on the stage, everyone immediately cheered and became the center of attention.

In the commander's lounge at the joint base where the competition took place, Chen Zhenglong looked up at the screen above with solemn eyes.

If we finish last again this time, it will be a complete disgrace.

This also confirms that China will go downhill.

"It seems like a lot of people are watching us."

"Lin Feng just beat up the guy from the Western Alliance. The other party will definitely retaliate against us."

"What are you afraid of? Just do it with him. Liu Zilong, don't be too tight with me. Otherwise, others will think that I know you very well. Are you embarrassed?"

Liu Zilong was squeezed behind, with Lin Feng taking the lead, attracting the attention of other league players.

They all felt a lot of hateful eyes coming towards them, but Lin Feng didn't take it seriously.

He came here to win the championship, not to see other people's faces.

If anyone is dissatisfied, beat him!

"The rules of the competition are very simple. A random draw will be conducted later, and each team will be divided into the first group, the second group and the third group."

A broadcasting voice read the rules of the competition: "Teams in each group will compete against each other once. The winner will get the first place in the group. The more games won, the more points will be gained. The specific rules are..."

After the explanation, everyone understood the rules.

That is, each team acts as a whole and sends players to compete with players from other teams in the same group. They can take turns in the battle, or they can play fifteen games alone.

In short, after playing fifteen games with the three teams in the same group, the team with the most wins will be the first place in the group.

Lin Feng and the others were placed in the first group. In the first group, in addition to their Chinese team, there were also the second team of the Western League, the first team of the African League, and the first team of the Asian League.

"In the first game, the Chinese team will play against the African Union team. Please send one player from each side to compete on stage."

A host came out and said to everyone.

Here, the Chinese team, Zhang Lin asked: "The first team of the African Union is the strongest. I have read their information. There is one silver five-star, one silver four-star, and the other three are all silver three-star."

"By the way, Lin Feng, what level are you at?"

Everyone looked at Lin Feng. Lin Feng was probably a five-star silver star, but he was currently fighting as a team. It was obviously unrealistic to rely solely on Lin Feng.

They are all a little nervous. They are both in the Silver realm, but the opponent's overall strength is stronger than them. They have to discuss it carefully. It is best to use Tian Ji's horse racing method to fight against each other.

"Me, almost." Lin Feng said with a smile.

At this time, a player from the African Union had already walked up to the stage. As soon as he came on stage, he turned to Lin Feng and said, "What are you talking about in China? Are you discussing how to swim back if you lose later?"

"Get someone up quickly and finish the game quickly."

"Hahaha."

As soon as these words came out, the whole room burst into laughter, and everyone laughed.

This player from the African Union is called Arut. He is a five-star silver player. He is very strong and is a spiritual master.

When Arut appears, he will probably wipe out an entire team one by one. It’s so humiliating.

One-on-one, it is estimated that the Chinese players are really no match for him. Everyone is waiting to see the joke of the Chinese team.

"Too bullying."

"That's right, this guy is used to being arrogant. What about the spiritual master? He can still fight five times in a row?"

"Go up and kill him!"

In China, in front of the big screen, countless people were aggrieved, waiting for the Chinese players to come up and deal with the AU guys.

Lin Feng, on the other hand, was quite calm at first, but when he heard someone shouting on the stage, he suddenly became unhappy.

He said to Zhang Feng and others: "I'll do it, I can't bear it anymore, just watch."

After saying that, Lin Feng walked to the stage.

"Hehe, this kid is dead. He was the one who defeated James just now. Let me see how he dies this time."

There were Western League players gloating underneath, waiting to see Lin Feng being defeated and thrown off the stage.

However, as soon as the battle started, before Arut could take action, his expression changed drastically.

Because Lin Feng had already arrived in front of him and punched him.

"So fast?" Arut was secretly shocked, and quickly used his mental power to control a shield in front of him.

In the competition, you can use any weapons. This is a completely open competition, unrestricted!

But in front of Lin Feng, any shield was fake. He exploded with a punch, and the extremely explosive fist exploded.

Boom!

With one punch, the shield shattered, and Arut flew out like a kite with its string broken.

The crowd just heard a huge noise, and then there was only one person left on the stage.

That is, Lin Feng!

"Failed, defeated?"

"Holy shit, what just happened?"

"It's so fast. What kind of speed is this? This guy is good at speed. It's too fast."

"Not only fast, he just blew up the C-level defensive shield with one punch. Let's see if Alut is dead."

The mouths of the crowd grew so big that they could almost fit three eggs.

Everyone was really shocked by Lin Feng's blow. Even their shields couldn't block it. What kind of monster is this?

"Psychic master? The African Union is in charge? That's it?"

After the fight, Lin Feng glanced at Alut, who was lying on the ground below, with extremely disdainful eyes: "How do you African Union get rid of all the trash? Who is the next trash? Come up."

He hooked his fingers at the players of the AU team, making the AU players angry.

Arrogant!

Lin Feng is so arrogant.

In the lounge, Chen Zhenglong was also stunned, shocked by Lin Feng's skill.

Lin Feng, who was both a spiritual master, killed the opponent instantly. This was absolutely abnormal.

On the contrary, in other lounges, the AU officers looked horrified, as if they were facing a formidable enemy.

Everyone looked as if they were petrified, and the bread in their hands suddenly no longer smelled good.

"Lin Feng is so awesome, 666."

"This is the style of a Chinese warrior. Lin Feng did what he did."

"Haha, they can't laugh anymore, Lin Feng is the strongest genius I have ever seen!"

Everyone in China felt very relieved and rejoiced after seeing this scene.

Lin Feng's teammates were all stunned, and they were all dumbfounded.

The game continued, and when the AU players came forward, they were all punched away by Lin Feng, unable to fight back.

After one round, Lin Feng defeated an AU team one by one.

Everyone in the other teams was dumbfounded.