Marvel Superheroes in China

Chen Baima's eyes lit up slightly, as if he had figured something out. He chuckled and said, "Very likely. It's like when your own son is successful, you can't help but want the whole world to know!"

"Also, go easy on them. Just do enough. Don't actually kill them. After all, we're all here to guard the dimensional portal. We're all on the same side. Uh... just make sure they're unable to take care of themselves. But nobody can guarantee that something unexpected won't happen, right?"

Qin Wu's lips twitched. "Are you going easy on me? I didn't notice at all."

Chapter 421: The Challenge (4)

The following day, at the Dawn City Lord's Mansion.

As Sada and Sanders walked along, they saw that all the warriors of Dawn City were full of energy and radiant, without any sense of tension from being in another plane, which made them frown slightly.

In the dimensional city they guarded, everyone wore a tense expression, dared not even remove their armor while sleeping, and were always ready to go to war with the people of the other dimension.

Seeing the expressions on their faces, Chen Baima smiled slightly and said with a smug look, "I am Chen Baima, the city lord of Dawn City. As you can see, the two cities beyond this passage are both controlled by humans. The people of this plane have become history here."

Upon hearing this, Sada and the others' expressions changed immediately. There had been rumors that China had completely taken control of a passage, but almost no one believed it. After all, the strength of the plane was undeniable; otherwise, how could the Earth have been the primary defender for so many years of fighting?

"Oh my god, this is truly a landmark achievement in human history!"

"Can Earth really launch a counterattack against another dimension?"

"Could it be that China's strength has grown to this point?"

"..."

Sanders looked at the city with a complicated expression in his eyes. He thought the Throne of Gods was very powerful, but so far the war with the planes was still in a state of struggling to hold on.

China already has its own passage, and the resources in this dimension are abundant. In a few years, the strength of Chinese martial artists will increase significantly.

Sada curled his lip and said with a hint of sourness, "With such good resources, the strength of Chinese martial artists is still so low. It seems that they are all little lambs hiding under the shadow of their ancestors."

Before long, everyone arrived at the Dawn City Martial Arts Arena.

Chen Baima looked around and said with a serious expression, "I'm sure everyone is already very clear about the rules this time, so I won't go into detail. Since everyone is ready, let's begin."

Qin Wu's lips twitched, and he nudged Leng Ruxiang with his elbow: "What rules? How come I don't know about them?"

Leng Ruxiang looked at Qin Wu speechlessly. The enemy would arrive on the battlefield in five seconds, and you didn't even know how to play this game.

"This time, twenty of us from China have come, and forty others from other regions. From these sixty, twenty-seven will be selected to participate in this trip to Yingzhou. The rule is that each person has two opportunities to challenge others and two opportunities to be challenged. If someone fails twice, they will be disqualified; otherwise, they will be qualified. Those with stronger abilities will have priority in choosing their opponents."

Qin Wu frowned and said calmly, "Wouldn't we be at a huge disadvantage then, having no right to choose our opponent?"

Leng Ruxiang nodded calmly. In the world of martial arts, the strong are respected, and if you have the strength, you can do whatever you want.

Just as they were speaking, the energy emanating from the bodies of several grandmasters completely obscured the entire martial arts arena.

The current order of appearance is: Huaxia, the Temple, the Throne of Gods, the Holy Buddha Tower, the Temple of the Moon, and the Totem Mark. The peak of the Qi from each side will take turns to appear.

The law of the jungle, where the strong prey on the weak, was vividly demonstrated in this challenge.

Zhang Fan stood up from the crowd, looked around, and those from other factions, especially those with lower strength, immediately tensed up.

Sada roared, "Hmph! Has China lost all its talent? They've made an unknown nobody the leader of this generation. Come and challenge me if you dare!"

Sanders smiled slightly and said slowly, "I've heard that you are the youngest commander-in-chief in the history of China, and that you have led your soldiers to victory against forces several times larger than your own on many occasions. Your personal strength has not yet been verified, so why don't we have a spar to test each other out?"

On the temple side, a warrior dressed in medieval armor, completely concealing himself, said in a deep voice, "Commander Zhang, I also wish to witness the wonders of Chinese martial arts. Would you be so kind as to enlighten me?"

Ignoring the provocations of the crowd, Zhang Fan focused his gaze on the face of a tall, blond-haired, blue-eyed martial artist at the Throne of Gods.

The martial artist's expression changed slightly, and a hint of tension appeared in his eyes.

Seeing Zhang Fan looking at the warriors on his side, his expression changed instantly, and he said calmly, "Commander Zhang, do you not even have the courage to fight me? Are you afraid I'll go too far? Don't worry, we're all elites from opposing planes, I'll go easy on you!"

"It's you, come out!"

Zhang Fan was completely unaffected and pointed directly at the blond, blue-eyed martial artist.

Without saying much, the martial artist stood up and walked towards the arena with a look of certain death on his face.

Qin Wu frowned slightly, a hint of doubt in his eyes: "That martial artist is clearly no match for him, can't he just admit defeat?"

Yun Du Ruo looked at the two people in the arena and said, "The team leader, a Grandmaster, can give up the fight on behalf of the contestants. However, if they admit defeat in the first round, it will affect their team's morale. Therefore, few people will admit defeat in the first round. This is the principle of 'losing the battle but not losing face'."

Qin Wu remained silent, staring at the center of the martial arts arena.

Two moves!

With just two moves, Zhang Fan cleaved his opponent's center open with one strike, and then pierced his abdomen with another.

Just then, the warrior from the temple, clad in full armor and wielding a large shield, stepped forward. His gaze fell upon Qin Wu and Leng Ruxiang, the two with the lowest cultivation levels among everyone present.

Challenging these two is the safest option.

"You, come out!"

The armored warrior raised his cross-shaped sword, pointing it at Leng Ruxiang.

Chapter 422: One Shot! (5)

When the people from China saw that the warriors from the Holy Temple had chosen Leng Ruxiang, their expressions darkened slightly.

Yuan Kun sneered and said, "Didn't you want to see the martial arts of China? What kind of skill is it to challenge someone at the early stage of Gang Jin? If you have the guts, come and have a match with your grandpa!"

Sada also stood up, a mocking look on his face, and said, "Arthur, your face is as thick as your armor, I really admire you!"

Arthur, completely concealed beneath his armor, revealed no emotion, and said coldly, "The wise choice in battle is to achieve victory in the least strenuous way."

Qin Wu glanced at Leng Ruxiang and said softly, "Are you confident?"

Leng Ruxiang smiled slightly, and said with a hint of regret, "Actually, the person I most wanted to challenge was that wealthy guy in white, what a pity..."

Yuan Kun rolled his eyes when he heard what Leng Ruxiang said, thinking to himself, "When it comes to bragging, I have to admit I'm the best!"

Zhang Fan glanced at Leng Ruxiang, remained silent for a moment, and then said softly, "There's nothing shameful about strategically admitting defeat, after all, the enemy's strength is indeed formidable..."

Arthur's strength is among the top in this group, and even Zhang Fan is not confident of victory against him.

Leng Ruxiang smiled slightly, took off the holster of the Great Killer Gun, and walked towards the center of the fighting arena.

“Sanders, let’s make a bet and see how many moves it will take Arthur to defeat that arrogant Chinese man?” Sada said disdainfully, looking at Leng Ruxiang, who was holding a long spear.

Sanders paid no attention to the two players on the court, but focused his attention on a tall young woman from the Temple with long flaxen hair and wearing a white robe.

After hearing Sada's words, he casually remarked, "Half a move is enough!"

"bang bang..."

Arthur walked up like a humanoid mecha, each step kicking up a cloud of dust; one can imagine the weight of that armor.

"I won't bully you, I'll let you attack three times first!" Arthur's arrogant voice came from inside the armor.

Some people in the temple revealed a hint of amusement in their eyes. Arthur's armor was so strong that even a peak-level expert in the Gang Jin realm might not be able to break through it. It would be quite good if a martial artist in the early Gang Jin realm could leave a mark on the armor.

Leng Ruxiang raised an eyebrow, a cryptic smile playing on his lips.

With a flick of his spear, his long hair moved without wind, and with a sudden burst of power from his feet, the ground of the arena trembled violently, cracking instantly. Leng Ruxiang charged toward Arthur like a ferocious beast.

"Woo..."

A tiny black dot, the size of a grain of rice, suddenly appeared on the tip of the Great Killing Spear, accompanied by a loud bang that seemed to cause the entire void to tremble.

Arthur felt a chill run down his spine, a sense of extreme danger rising from the depths of his heart.

The instant Leng Ruxiang drew his spear, a glint of light flashed in the eyes of an inconspicuous warrior in the Throne of Gods, who stared in surprise at Leng Ruxiang's spear.

The white-robed girl in the temple raised her head, her face showing unconcealed shock. After a moment of contemplation, a hint of apprehension flashed in her eyes.

For a moment, many people, including the Grandmaster, focused their attention on Leng Ruxiang's spear.

Arthur instinctively raised his giant shield and held it in front of him.

"puff!"

With a muffled thud, Leng Ruxiang's mighty spear pierced the giant shield effortlessly, like a toothpick piercing a sheet of paper, and then continued its momentum toward Arthur's heart.

Arthur was utterly horrified. He let out a low growl, abandoned his giant shield, and quickly retreated.

But the Great Killer Gun was incredibly fast. In Arthur's despairing eyes, the Great Killer Gun pierced him instantly, the entire tip of the gun disappearing into his left shoulder.

With a flick of Leng Ruxiang's spear, Arthur was sent flying backward like a scarecrow, crashing to the ground with a loud thud, kicking up a cloud of dust. Blood flowed continuously from the gaps in his armor, soon staining the ground red.

At this moment, everyone watching the battle from the sidelines, except for Qin Wu, stared at Leng Ruxiang in disbelief, and they didn't come back to their senses until Leng Ruxiang returned to his seat.

"The Chinese man is cheating! He is definitely not a martial artist specializing in internal energy!"

"Is that really the divine artifact passed down from the Temple, the Shield of Radiance?"

"Can anyone tell me what just happened?"

"……sweat"

The people from the temple finally came to their senses and quickly ran over to lift Arthur down, picking up his broken shield as they did so.

Sada looked at Arthur, whose fate was unknown, and then at the hole in the shield. He couldn't help but shudder. Arthur, who was on par with him, had been defeated with a single shot. What kind of marksmanship was that?

Yuan Kun looked at Leng Ruxiang, who had already sat back down, swallowed hard, and mumbled as if in a dream, "Du Ruo, come on, slap me! See if I'm dreaming?"

Looking at Leng Ruxiang, whose face was a little pale, Qin Wu thought to himself, "It seems that this shot was very taxing. I wonder if there will be any aftereffects?"

A look of surprise appeared on Chen Baima's face. He then glanced at the still-shocked foreign martial artists and announced loudly, "Next match!"