Three o'clock in the morning.

More and more ships arrived.

Gradually, the island finally began to become crowded. It was shoulder to shoulder and crowded.

At first there was room, but now, you even have no place to sit down.

Thirty square kilometers, but it needs to accommodate two or three million contestants. This kind of crowding can be imagined.

Connor and Mayweather fled all the way from the reef mountain, and ran to the rocky place in the middle of the island, still in shock.

“It’s so scary.”

Connor held the spear in his hand tightly and looked back at the rocky mountain under the moonlight from time to time. His mood was terrified again, and a special feeling of excitement began to emerge.

"Oh my God, Mayweather, there is really supernatural power in this world..."

"Chinese warriors. You really don't believe it. Chinese warriors are really no different from those in the myths and legends of China. They are so terrifying, powerful, so powerful that they want to surrender to them. They want to kiss their toes!"

Connor clenched his fists excitedly: "This time after we leave, I want to go to China to learn from my masters. I ask the immortal to ask. I also want to become such a strong man."

Mayweather was also filled with excitement and fear: "Strong is strength. However, killing people is like mowing grass. There are dozens of lives between raising hands and feet..."

The two of them were talking while looking for a place to stay.

But at this moment, there is no place to stay?

There is no place for you to stand smoothly.

"Go to the beach. There should be not many people on the beach. Everyone runs to the island, but there are not many people on the beach."

"Walk."

While talking, the two of them politely and carefully borrowed the beach from others to go there. Now, no one dared to mess with them!

No one dares to mess with this island. You can't even imagine who would be that kind of super strong man.

When the two of them arrived at the beach.

I heard another sound of a rifle shooting with a 'da da da da da da da'.

"Fake!"

Mayweather cursed, and along with a large crowd around him, he squatted down in horror with his head in his arms.

But I saw more than a thousand soldiers from the African battlefield on the beach, holding rifles and sweeping around the island.

"We take this place!"

"roll!"

"Everyone, get out."

“…”

Connor cursed and said hatefully: "Fake, why are you crazy? You are so amazing with a gun. You will only realize your regret when you meet Jiangfoer, Shaanxi."

While cursing, Connor pulled Mayweather and the crowd to run to another beach.

Five o'clock in the morning.

At this time, the sky had turned pale.

Mayweather and Connor, who had been traveling all night, could never find a place to stay!

The two of them looked tired and sighed:

"We're going to cross the sea at three o'clock in the afternoon. What should we do?"

"I still can't find a place to rest, hey."

"Do you still want to participate?"

"We still have to participate in crossing the sea. At worst, we can go to Fusuo Island and meet Jiang Foer, let's just admit defeat."

“That’s right…”

"Besides, there are few people like Jiang Foer after all? Damn it, we can't come to China as a strong man, and the other one is a strong man, right? There are not so many strong men? If there are really so many strong men, then the news has been reported long ago? I guess there are at most ten people. People are competing for the top ten, and we will compete for the top eighty, and ninety is enough."

“…”

At this moment, on the beach on the other side.

The people from Buddhism picked up their own cushions and spread them on the ground. Dozens of monks sat cross-legged facing the sea. They were extremely profound.

While reciting the rosary, the abbot looked at the golden sea under the rising sun in a mysterious way:

"Amitabha, it's dawn, I, Shaolin, should I become famous all over the world..."

The eldest disciple next to him immediately shouted: "The world's martial arts are coming out of Shaolin, the abbot, and the rest are left to us!"

The abbot smiled slightly: "I am the eighteen bronze men of Buddhism, and I should win the top 18."

"Yes, abbot, this time, it's time to show Shaolin Kung Fu to the world."

“…”

The big star Mr. Cai, who was lucky enough to get on the Origin Island, kept taking selfies with his mobile phone. Although the signal was blocked here, he was tireless and fantasizing about going back to post a Weibo post, and many comments would say that he was a real man.

No one dares to make an idea in this place where Buddhism sits cross-legged. Even if some mercenaries come and go, no one dares to make an idea.

Whenever someone wants to steal this territory, his fellow travelers will lower their voices and say, "This is a Chinese. The Buddhist monk in the legendary Chinese. Don't mess with Chinese people now. There are masters, but some are really there."

Then foreigners let go of this place and were full of awe of it.

Mr. Cai had no idea that the island was full of murderous intent, and he was still taking selfies tirelessly.

However, he didn't know that he was even more murderous!

At this time, a young man in a casual outfit walked slowly with two strange-shaped scimitars in his hand and said with a smile:

"Everyone, I've taken a fancy to this place, can I make a place?"

Facing the sea, the monks who chanted Buddha's name, calmed down and looked back.

I am so brave that I dare to steal Buddhist places? Foreigners dare not touch my Buddhist sect. Unexpectedly, a mere Chinese young man dares to come and cause trouble for Buddhism?

Mr. Cai frowned: "You are also from Chinese? There is such a big place here, just stand there."

Tang Yin smiled: "Mr. Tang likes to be alone since he was a child. How can he allow others to snore while lying on the bed? Come on, get out and get out for 200 square meters."

Mr. Cai frowned and scolded: "Do you have the quality? Do you understand when you come first and then come? I am a public figure and don't bother with a small character like you. I'm crazy."

Tang Yin did not leave and said with a smile: "I said it last, how about you guys enjoy a place?"

"presumptuous!"

At this time, a serious monk shouted angrily and stood up: "This donor is so brave. Do you know who we are?"

"who?"

"Buddhist!"

"Oh. Then please get out of Buddhism and make a free place for me?"

The monk was furious: "This is a place that cannot be blamed. You can't blame others for your own hardships. "

With a 'woo--', he picked up a wooden stick behind him and smashed it over.

The abbot in a red cassock sighed at the Chaoyang: "Amitabha..."

However, the next second.

A scream that was so shrill that it made people creepy was spread throughout the city.

Everyone suddenly turned around and looked at everything in front of them in horror.

But he saw that Tang Yin was still smiling, but the tip of the right knife was like a hook hanging with flesh, hooked into the monk's right eyeball, and at least five centimeters were buried.

The tip of the knife hooked the monk's eyes, and he pulled forward: "Kneel down."

"Ahhhh!"

The monk was pulled, feeling the severe pain in his eyes and knelt in front of Tang Yin.

hiss--

When everyone saw this scene, their scalp was numb!

How cruel this is!

Mr. Cai was so scared that his face turned pale and screamed:

"Murder! Murderer, you...you, you, kill..."

Tang Yin sneered: "Noisy."

With a "pop" sound, a head flew away, and a look of horror and screaming still appeared on his face.

Tang Yin stepped on his head that fell on the ground with one foot, and with his right hand, the monk who pulled him kept lying on the ground:

"I'll count three times. If you don't leave, I will kill you all."

"three!"
To be continued...