pjbooks Chapter 399 Great Xia does not accept moral blackmail!!
Chapter 399 Great Xia does not accept moral blackmail!!
Prior to this, Park Jong-guk had only demonstrated the level of a sixth-tier martial artist.
It can be said that the Japanese player was also quite strong, even stronger than Kazuo Ryunosuke.
Unfortunately, he encountered the ace player whom South Korea had high hopes for, the closed-door disciple of South Korea's only champion.
After the second round of elimination matches, fewer than 150 people remained in the entire venue.
There are 3 players remaining from the Sakura Country.
There are 2 people left in Korea.
The United States has 4 people remaining.
The Russian bear country has 4 people remaining.
Sunset Kingdom, White Elephant Kingdom, and others each have 3 people remaining.
The only nation that still maintains a perfect record is China.
"Another perfect record in this round, damn it!!"
"Our athletes are too strong!"
"After two rounds, the nation's fortune has increased by 10%, which is a comprehensive and explosive increase!!"
"This hasn't happened before in over a dozen wars that have determined the fate of the nation, has it?!"
"I can feel that the concentration of spiritual energy around me has reached an unprecedented level. This is just a county-level city. It is hard to imagine how strong the concentration of spiritual energy would be in big cities and top-level secret realms."
"The Great Xia Dynasty will rise! The Great Xia Dynasty will rise!!"
A wave of excitement and cheers swept across China, with everyone's face beaming with joy.
Many merchants and pharmaceutical companies seized this opportunity to offer huge discounts. Many previously expensive medicinal herbs, beast meat, and energy potions were released at 2-3% off, prompting countless martial artists to scramble to buy them.
For this reason, many guilds became incredibly motivated, and their progress skyrocketed.
The entire city of Daxia was in a state of frenzy.
However, the countries surrounding the Great Xia were not happy, especially the small border country in the southwest. All five of their warriors were eliminated in the national war, their national fortunes were ruined, a large number of abyssal monsters descended, and their cities were engulfed in war. Many warriors wanted to flee into the border of the Great Xia to seek refuge, but they were blocked by an invisible barrier. It was a magic array that the Great Xia had spent a hundred years building. It was a strategic array that even a king would find difficult to break in a short time.
Some foreign masters tried to infiltrate the country using strange and unorthodox methods, but the Great Xia king, who was stationed in the southwest, quickly discovered them.
The moment the foreign grandmaster set foot on the Great Xia territory, before he even had time to react, he was smashed into a bloody pulp by a hand that descended from the sky, instantly shocking many who were itching to make a move.
"Those who violate the border shall be executed."
A deep, imposing voice echoed from the southwestern mountains, lingering for a long time.
This scene also sent chills down the spines of some foreign martial artists who watched it via live stream, who were once again amazed that the actions of the Great Xia king remained as domineering as ever.
However, many people still slander Daxia online, believing that Daxia's actions are too inhumane, lacking any sense of responsibility as a major power and the spirit of human rights relief, which is extremely shameful.
France is the most vocal in its protests. Their country has accommodated too many African martial artists, and even the strongest martial artist is of African descent. As a result, even their own martial artists are now facing discrimination and suppression.
The martial artists of Great Xia all scoffed at a nation that had lost its national honor and self-respect, and had no intention of even paying attention to them. Some famous grandmasters even posted messages on the spot, concise and to the point, consisting of only a few lines.
"Stop just shouting online; let's have a showdown in the South China Sea!"
"A bunch of barking dogs. Come on, I'll crush you all with one hand."
"Don't surrender too quickly."
"I despise this hypocritical moral blackmail. You've handed over your own country to outsiders, and you expect our Great Xia to follow your old path? Our Great Xia warriors have fought and bled for generations to protect this land, this homeland. Why should a bunch of outsiders occupy it? Why should we protect them without any reason?"
"Why waste words with them? Let all ten of your country's top masters come out, and I'll take them down one by one. White pigs or black pigs, it doesn't matter! My knife is for killing pigs, I'm not picky!"
The last person to say this was a renowned veteran powerhouse at the near-king level in the Great Xia Dynasty, known as the Sword King. Back then, the King of Zhenbei had even received guidance from this senior when he had mastered the art of swordsmanship. Later, he went into hiding and ran a martial arts school on his own, but he was still fearsome and intimidating online, ready to hurl insults and challenge people to fights at the slightest provocation.
A group of Grandmasters from the Great Xia Dynasty, who had experienced countless battles, were filled with menacing aura. Their killing intent and murderous aura almost seemed to burst into France through the internet. Just reading their words was enough to make one feel suffocated and send chills down one's spine.
Some veteran French martial artists sensed danger, while the younger generation, still clinging to the labels of "avant-garde," "open," "freedom," and "human rights," continued to provoke others online, their words filled with double standards and self-righteousness, carrying a hint of a commanding tone towards Great Xia.
Many martial artists from the Great Xia Dynasty were filled with rage upon seeing this, and some hot-tempered martial artists were even so angry that they laughed.
"Good, good, very good."
"Once the national war is over, I'm going to France to see how free you all are. I hope your necks are as stubborn as your mouths," the Blade King concluded.
Many young people are clearly unaware that danger is imminent.
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On the battlefield of national destiny.
After a short rest.
The third round of elimination matches has begun.
Perhaps the second round of elimination matches used up all of China's luck. In the third round of elimination matches, all five of them faced powerful nations, and were among the top experts in those nations' teams!
Just looking at the match list makes many people worry for China.
The team leaders in the stands straightened up slightly, their faces showing interest.
"The trash has been eliminated and cleared out; now the real elimination round begins."
"The real excitement is finally about to begin."
"Now, the myth of China's invincibility is about to be shattered."
On the battlefield.
Sikong ascended the white jade steps one by one. On the other side of the battlefield, which resembled a giant bridge, stood a burly warrior wielding a long sword and shield, clad in armor. Beneath his mask, his eyes were filled with fighting spirit, and his entire body exuded the aura of a peak sixth-level martial artist.
"So you're my opponent?"
Sikong clenched his fist.
"Kill! Kill! Kill!"
The burly warrior roared, and around him, it seemed as if hundreds of iron cavalry phantoms appeared, their voices echoing and shaking the void. The powerful military force, almost solidified, pressed down on Sikong like a tide.
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