Camp Conflict

Lu Guangyao stepped forward like an old friend and hugged the two old men, one in white and one in black, before shaking hands with them warmly.

He always wore a calm smile.

"It is a great honor for us to be personally greeted by Chairman James and Minister William Horse."

"We will do our best in this competition and live up to your expectations and enthusiasm."

James laughed heartily and replied, "Minister Lu, you're too kind. China is a land of etiquette, with a thriving military and great strength."

I'm confident your team is full of top-tier competitors and will easily defeat other participants from various countries, delivering a truly spectacular performance.

Lu Guangyao frowned slightly, a sharp glint flashing in his eyes.

The old man's words were ill-intentioned, harboring malicious intent, and even suspected of being provocative.

Is this meant to incite hatred against them?

If you easily defeat the participating teams from other countries, wouldn't that put your team on the opposite side of all other teams?

Good heavens, that old man from the Eagle Country has ulterior motives!

"Chairman, you flatter me. This World University Martial Arts League Tournament is a place where heroes from all walks of life can show their skills."

We are just one of many participants.

With the chairman and ministers in charge, the fairness and excitement of the competition are beyond doubt.

William Horse chimed in, "Minister Lu is absolutely right."

Our logistics department will also do its utmost to provide the best support for all participating teams and ensure the smooth running of the competition.

Lu Guangyao nodded slightly. "With the minister's words, we are even more at ease. In this competition, we also look forward to exchanging ideas and learning from other outstanding teams, and making progress together."

James smiled and said, "That's the point of the competition. I hope you can show your extraordinary strength and style in the competition and bring an unforgettable visual feast to the audience."

Lu Guangyao nodded slightly and smiled, "I will certainly live up to your expectations!"

Their eyes met, and an invisible contest seemed to be taking place in the air.

Hua Qiang led his team to the temporary residence assigned to them.

Upon seeing the terrain, he immediately frowned.

More than 200 countries participated in this martial arts competition, and each participating country designated a rest area.

The terrain slopes from west to east, and all other areas are currently occupied, leaving only a small, empty plot at the far east end, in the lowest-lying area.

Furthermore, the location where the China teams were resting was also marked.

"What... does this mean?"

The tall and imposing Shi Wenqi immediately roared.

"Damn it, is this some kind of bullying against China? Putting us in such a remote corner, what the hell are they doing!"

It would have been better if this person hadn't said it; once they did, everyone had the same feeling.

Since I'm at the very bottom of the field, isn't all the filth from the other teams flowing into here?

They've turned this place into a garbage dump!

At this moment, several short men emerged from a tent on higher ground nearby. The leader was a man with a bald head and a round topknot.

"Yoshi! Friends from China, it's great to see you! You've finally arrived!"

"Next, the World Martial Arts Federation's tournament can finally begin. We've been waiting forever!"

A chubby Sakura Country standing nearby chimed in. "Yes, I don't want to stay in this godforsaken place for even a second longer."

Friends in China, you're so slow! We've been feeding mosquitoes here for days!

"Once we get to the competition venue, I'll give you guys a good lesson!"

Another member of the Sakura Country jumped up and down, showing off his presence.

Hua Qiang frowned slightly. Why were these Sakura Country people living nearby, and why were they so annoyingly coming up to them?

For some reason, Hua Qiang genuinely disliked these people.

Before he could even open his mouth, Shi Wenqi, who had a fiery temper, started ranting.

"You damn little devils, stop jumping around here, just for your own amusement."

"Anyone who dares challenge me once the competition starts will be utterly crushed!"

"You bastard, how dare you speak to the samurai of our great Sakura Country like that!"

Kid, when we meet on the field, you'll be the first one I take down!

"Alright, you little devil, I'll remember you. I just hope you'll still be smiling then."

Several men in the group were itching to go up and take down the group of Japanese devils, but when they glanced at Hua Qiang and saw that he hadn't said anything, they had to suppress their urge to beat him up.

Ye Bingxue and Long Mo'er quietly followed behind Hua Qiang. The two of them also wanted to rush over and beat up these people because what they said was too nasty.

Especially Ye Bingxue, this girl is now very powerful, and it seems that the fighting spirit in her blood has increased a lot. She is even more eager to make a move now.

If he wasn't afraid of his brother scolding him, he would have slapped him long ago.

When the group of students from the Sakura Country saw Long Mo'er and Ye Bingxue, their pupils dilated, their Adam's apples bobbed, and they swallowed hard.

Who made these two girls so beautiful?

Moreover, the two men, dressed in black and white combat uniforms respectively, looked even more dashing.

Her stunning figure made it impossible for these people to take their eyes off her.

One of the Sakura Country members, who thought he was of decent height and appearance, walked over with a smug grin, seemingly oblivious to Hua Qiang, with only Ye Bingxue and Long Mo'er in his eyes.

As for the other girls in the group, although they were all quite pretty, they were still a notch below these two.

"Yoshi! A pretty girl!"

"Hello, both of you. I am Yamamoto Ichiro student at Jingdong University in Sakura Country."

"It is my honor to meet you two. May I ask your names?"

Our meeting is fate, and perhaps in the battles to come, we can forge some extraordinary friendships!

At this moment, people from many of the surrounding tents came out and gathered in twos and threes, looking at this side with a mocking expression in their eyes.

Some people even held snacks like flower petals, melon seeds, and bottled water, becoming onlookers.

Yamamoto Ichiro covered one side of his already swollen face, his eyes glaring fiercely at Yu Hua Qiang.

"Baka! What are you? How dare you hit me? Do you know who I am?"

"Do you fucking want to die?"

"If you don't want to die, kneel down, kowtow, and apologize!"

No sooner had he finished speaking than he received another slap on the other side of his face.

"Bastard, I'll kill you!"

Yamamoto Ichiro never expected that this man would start fighting without saying a word, and even slap him twice in a row.

This immediately ignited his proud spirit.

At that moment, he couldn't care less about maintaining his elegant demeanor in front of the two ladies and threw a punch at Hua Qiang.