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The Laoshan Martial Palace's Elders had already sent their Seventh's rank Zhang Bing onto the stage, whereas the Jap devil leading his men casually pointed at a person and went up the stage. The two of them looked at each other, silently waiting for the start of the match.

Zhang Jun was about 27 or 28 years old. He was white, fat, and blessed. He had a head full of short hair. He also looked energetic. His opponent was a ninja.

The black-cloaked man that led the group of vampires said in a hoarse voice, ”We cannot accept this rule. Once we, the great Strigoi, make a move, they will have to die.”

Following Changchun Zitao's order, waves of true energy gushed out of Zhang Bing who was standing on the stage while smiling. At the same time, he quickly formed hand seals, and in the process, his true energy rose rapidly like a huge wave, sweeping towards the ninja.

The Sky Men of the Laoshan Martial House excelled in the Five Elements Escape Technique, and naturally, the technique taught to the disciples of the Laoshan Martial House was also this method. And Zhang Jun was currently using the seal to quickly condense his zhen Qi into a huge wave to attack his opponent.

Of course, this was only the most basic of the Five Elements Escape Technique. If Zhang Bing was able to reach the Martial King realm in the future, then he could directly use his zhenqi to link all sorts of natural energies in the world to attack his opponents.

In other words, when Zhang Bing cultivated to the Martial King realm, he would be able to form a true huge wave with a wave of his hand, instead of using his own true energy to simulate it.

The huge wave swept towards the opposite Ninja and instantly arrived in front of him. However, at this time, the Ninja suddenly disappeared into thin air. This startled Zhang Jun and the other spectators on the stage.

But in the next moment, that ninja appeared behind Zhang Bing and took out a katana from his waist, cutting down at Zhang Bing's back. With a 'puchi' sound, the katana directly cut a deep gash in Zhang Bing's back, and blood spurted out.

”Little Japanese scum, you!” Zhang Bing who was on the ground cursed loudly.

But before he could finish swearing, the Ninja who was on the stage had already placed the katana he was holding onto Zhang Bing's throat, causing him to be unable to continue speaking.

”Warriors win.” At this time, Changchun Zitao announced expressionlessly.

Hearing Changchun Zitao's announcement, the warriors withdrew their sabers and returned, while Zhang Bing walked down the stage with a look of regret, lowering his head and returning to the front of the group of elders led by the Lao Shan Martial House.