Chapter 118 Lin Tian: I Am a Thief in Translation!

"I challenge Song Xiang from China!"

"We all use swords. I will let you know that Chinese martial arts are far inferior to ours. We are the authentic ones."

A young man from the country said provocatively in Chinese.

Song Xiang got a martial arts order, but he only had the initial stage of dark energy cultivation, and his strength was not particularly strong.

——Ouyang Fei got the martial arts order not because his strength was ranked in the top four, but because everyone thought he was average.

Ouyang Fei basically didn't make a move, and no one knew that he had already reached the middle stage of dark energy cultivation.

Now he has been helped by Lin Tian to the late stage of dark energy.

There are martial arts masters from Dongying and Bang, but martial arts masters cannot easily judge others' cultivation.

Even if they are masters, they can't judge from a distance.

"How shameless!"

Song Xiang snorted coldly, and he entered the duel field.

"Swish!"

The two drew their swords at the same time and killed each other.

They had the same cultivation, and Lin Tian couldn't judge their strength at the beginning.

The outcome of a battle is related to cultivation, martial arts, and the ability to respond in battle.

"They are so fast."

"Their battle is much more intense than just now!"

Thousands of spectators watched intently.

Two minutes later, Song Xiang was a little anxious. The opponent seemed to be deliberately consuming his internal energy and physical strength.

The combined warriors of Bangguo and Dongyingguo are more than theirs. If they consume their strength like this, China will definitely suffer.

"Kill!"

Suddenly, Song Xiang noticed a flaw in the opponent.

He attacked quickly without thinking carefully.

The opponent's gloved left hand actually grabbed Song Xiang's sword directly, and then stabbed Song Xiang's chest with the sword in his hand.

"Puff!"

Song Xiang could only block with his left hand in a hurry.

The sharp sword instantly pierced his left palm.

"We admit defeat!"

Song Xiang's father was present, and he shouted loudly.

"Ah!"

Many people watching the battle exclaimed.

The young man from the Korean country drew out his sword. Song Xiang's left hand was bleeding profusely, but the young man's left hand was fine.

His gloves were not ordinary gloves at all. The tip of the sword might be able to pierce through them, but the blade could hardly cut through his gloves.

"Leave the martial order!"

"You are really vulnerable."

"I took you down easily in just two minutes."

The young man from the Korean country sneered.

Song Xiang's face was ugly. He threw out the martial order and left the duel area without saying a word. A doctor immediately came forward to treat him.

The palm was pierced, which was not a big injury.

There were martial arts masters around who could help seal the acupuncture points to stop the bleeding, and the doctor could quickly treat his wound.

"Damn it!"

Ouyang Fei's face was ugly.

He had a good relationship with Song Xiang. The two had sparred privately. At that time, Ouyang Fei only had the initial stage of dark energy.

The Ouyang family was stronger, Ouyang Fei had more resources, and he worked hard. He reached the middle stage of dark energy.

"The warriors of China are so vulnerable? Then I will challenge the warriors of China, let's play with that beauty."

"I like playing with beauties the most."

The young man from Bangguo stepped back, and a young man from Dongyingguo came on stage.

The one he challenged was Tang Yan.

Tang Yan was in the initial stage of dark energy cultivation. She took a martial arts order, and her main role was to consume the opponent's strength.

The three people who first got the martial arts order were not particularly strong, and they were not recognized as "seed players."

"Swallow!"

Luo Bingning's face changed.

It was better at the beginning. Song Xiang's palm was pierced, which made Luo Bingning clearly know that such a competition was quite cruel.

If you are not careful, you will be injured or even die.

Lin Tian also looked at Tang Yan.

Tang Yan came to the ring with a solemn expression. Her weapon was a sword, and her opponent's weapon was a knife.

"China, Tang Yan."

"Dongyingguo, Watanabe Tsuru."

The two reported their names, speaking Chinese and Japanese respectively, and both sides had translators for Tang Yan and they translated immediately.

Ouyang Fei said worriedly: "Brother Lin, the violent girl has only just reached the early stage of dark energy, I'm afraid it will be difficult for her to win."

"I wanted her not to participate, but she insisted on participating."

The two people in the duel area started fighting quickly.

Tang Yan knew that she might not be as good as the other party, so she defended carefully and was determined to consume the other party's strength.

The other party was only in the early stage of dark energy. Tang Yan defended with all her strength, and it was not easy for the other party to win her for a while.

"Beauty, your legs are so white and your waist is so thin, wow."

"It would be a waste of talent if I cut you with a knife later. Why don't you come back to Dongying Country with me, and I'll treat you to big sausages."

Finding that he couldn't take Tang Yan in a short time, Watanabe He began to attack Tang Yan verbally, trying to make Tang Yan unable to hold back.

Tang Yan's translator was a girl, and she was a little overwhelmed.

Lin Tian walked up and said, "Let me translate. I'll translate thief six."

"Yeah."

Lin Tian smiled and said, "Tang Yan, the other party praised you and said that his parents had both passed away and his girlfriend had sold herself to earn money to help him come here. He hoped that you could show mercy."

The other party translated: "..."

Although he was confused, he still translated truthfully.

Watanabe He was furious and he spit again.

Lin Tian smiled and said, "Tang Yan, Watanabe He said that you are younger than him and stronger than him. He wants to worship you as his master."

"But you must not accept him. He is too ugly. You will be ashamed to see people if you have such an apprentice."

There were some people who knew Japanese at the scene, and they had strange looks in their eyes. Did the other party say that?

Lin Tian's translation was really "on point".

"Fuck!"

Watanabe Tsuru's translation translated Lin Tian's words truthfully, and Watanabe Tsuru's heart became even more annoyed when he heard it.

He couldn't help but glance at Lin Tian.

"Opportunity."

Tang Yan's eyes lit up, and she made an amazing decision. The sword in her hand slipped out of her hand and stabbed Watanabe Tsuru.

"Puff!"

Watanabe Tsuru pulled a little distance away before looking at Lin Tian. He thought he was safe, but Tang Yan did this.

Tang Yan's sword pierced his left shoulder!

Because it was a hasty move, the sword did not pierce Watanabe Tsuru's left shoulder, but the sword also penetrated about two inches.

"We admit defeat."

Someone from the East Sakura Kingdom said immediately.

Tang Yan no longer had a sword in her hand, but she could hide. With her strength, she would definitely have no problem holding on for a while.

If the fight continued, Watanabe Tsuru would bleed a lot.

"Damn it, you guys are cheating!"

"He translated it randomly!"

Watanabe He pointed at Lin Tian angrily.

Lin Tian looked innocent: "Wrong translation? Sorry, sorry, I'm not good enough and can only translate it like this."

"Puchi!"

In the audience, Luo Bingning laughed out loud.

She knew that Lin Tian was proficient in nine languages ​​and that he did it on purpose.

"Haha, this guy's translation is really good."

"Hearing his translation, I almost suspected that I studied Japanese."

"I think his translation is very good, very accurate."

Many Chinese people in the audience laughed, and many Dongying students watching the game glared at Lin Tian.

"Lin Tian, ​​thank you."

Tang Yan retreated.

If it weren't for Lin Tian's assist, she knew that her chances of winning were low, and it was even more impossible to let the opponent suffer such an injury.

"You Chinese, are you only good at such insidious means?"

A young man from Bang entered the field.

He was in the middle stage of dark energy cultivation and used a long spear.

"You, come up!"

"As long as you can withstand my ten moves, you win! I will not participate in this competition again."

"If you can't withstand it, you kowtow to me, or you can say that Chinese martial arts are not as good as our Korean martial arts."

The Korean youth pointed his spear at Ouyang Fei.