Kuang Lang watched, "Flashy, hurry up, don't waste our time."
Watanabe Musashi heard this and was instantly furious, "Baka yaro!"
Watanabe Musashi, like a mad bull, charged straight at Kuang Lang at the edge of the arena!
Kuang Lang grinned, "Raagi."
Kuang Lang spun around, and from a perspective invisible to ordinary people, kicked Watanabe Musashi, also at the peak of the Martial God realm, off the stage.
"Baka yaro! Come again!"
"Deng deng deng...!" Jackson struck the bronze bell, "Watanabe Musashi, you lost."
Watanabe Musashi was enraged, "No! Ore ore! He cheated! Vile Chindo..."
Jackson glared at him, "What? Are you challenging my match rules?"
Tenhani Ootake roared, "Baka! Come back! Are you dead, mada?!"
Watanabe Musashi scrambled up, his face full of dust, completely lacking the demeanor of a Martial God, and obediently returned to the Emperor's side. kuAiδugg
Akemi Ten muttered from below, "Both at the early stage of Great Zhou Tian, Kuang Lang, you are quite good."
Just as Jackson announced Kuang Lang's victory and the next group, Kuang Lang spoke, "Wait. I want to fight ten."
Countries were astonished, "Waci?!... Nani?!... Sude?!... Susitu?!... Kua?!..."
"Baka, you, do not be arrogant, this general will deal with you!"
A small islander in a samurai uniform flashed from under the stands onto the stage.
Kuang Lang glanced at him, "Who are you? I, do not kill the unknown!"
"Baka yaro! You, arrogant! I am the vice-chairman of the Tenhaji family, Tenhaji Chujiro! Die! Ore ore!..."
Tenhaji Chujiro attacked with a fierce punch. Kuang Lang remained unfazed, his hands crossed in front of his chest, he retreated, sidestepping to dodge.
Tenhaji Chujiro felt he was being insulted and immediately went all out!
He finally forced out one of Kuang Lang's hands. Kuang Lang blocked with his back hand, then used his palm to restrain, and soon, with one hand, he locked Tenhaji Chujiro's arms in the center.
Kuang Lang pulled and pushed, then kicked him in the abdomen. Tenhaji Chujiro fell to the ground, his face hitting the dirt.
Kuang Lang didn't give him a chance to get up. With several spinning kicks, he swept towards his neck, aiming to knock him unconscious.
Tenhaji Chujiro was not a mere novice. With quick reflexes, he used his elbow to support himself and rolled several times, dodging the attacks.
But Kuang Lang gave him no respite. With a sweeping kick, while Tenhaji Chujiro was dodging a blow to the head, he was unable to defend and was swept towards the edge of the stage.
Tenhaji Chujiro thought he was lucky not to fall off, but the next second, Kuang Lang stood beside him, looking down at him from above.
Tenhaji Chujiro's eyes darted around. Like a sparrow, he thought that if he didn't look, it wouldn't happen, and he quickly got up.
But Kuang Lang kicked him off the stage, "Who else?!"
Tenhaji Ootake stood up, clenching his fist, "Good, you want to fight ten, I'll fulfill your wish! You, you, you... and you, ten Martial King Grandmasters of the eighth stage, all of you, go and retrieve the honor of the samurai!"
Ten people spoke in unison, "Hai!"
The ten men were dressed identically, clearly the pillars of the Tenhaji family. They leaped onto the stage, forming a circle around Kuang Lang.
Remembering Kuang Lang's earlier words, "I do not kill the unknown."
They were about to introduce themselves one by one, "I am Darou..."
Kuang Lang was completely disdainful and interrupted, "Enough nonsense, come and die quickly."
The ten men grumbled and charged forward, "Baka!..."
Kuang Lang first performed a low sweep, leaping out from the gap between the ten men, breaking free from the encirclement and creating distance.
Then he caught the sweeping legs of two people, pulled, and as their punches came, Kuang Lang returned two punches to their chests.
Two more attacked from behind. Kuang Lang ducked, but was attacked from the sides and from above and below.
Kuang Lang spun, using both hands and feet. Although he repelled them, he took two punches, sustaining minor injuries.
Then Kuang Lang stopped holding back. One kick per person, two punches for four, and the remaining four were knocked off the stage by the six who had been sent flying, beaten until they were spitting teeth.