Li Youlong sneered and looked at Song Li.

"Boy, your tone is quite crazy. Unfortunately, we won't be fooled. The organizing committee strictly prohibits the private competition. Violators will lose their qualifications. Since you want to die so much, see you at night. Don't be scared to pee your pants."

Li Youlong laughed and left with his players.

Kim Hyun-an saw Lee Youlong walking away and spat, feeling quite dissatisfied.

"Dogs will bite people everywhere!"

Song Li smiled faintly and looked at Jin Xian'an.

"Master Jin, what's going on? Last year, something happened to Mr. Jiu's thug."

A strange color flashed in Kim Hyun'an's eyes and soon returned to normal.

"Song Li, it's nothing. Don't listen to that guy's nonsense. You can surrender in the game. If you really can't beat it, just raise your hand and surrender. Let's sign up."

Kim Hyun-an stopped talking and pulled Song Li to sign up.

The two of them filled out the form, paid the registration fee, and got a token, even if the registration was successful.

On No. 126, it seems that there are quite a lot of contestants.

"Song Li, let's go and find Jiu Ye. The game starts at 1:00 in the afternoon. After dinner, we will go to see the lottery. If we are drawn first, we have the right to choose."

According to Kim Hyun-an, the underground ring game is a game that determines the outcome.

The person who is selected by the computer first can arbitrarily designate the opponent.

So in the early stages of the game, everyone will try to choose weaker and less famous players as their opponents.

The competition was held for two days in total, and the final was held at twelve o'clock the next night.

The top three are awarded regardless of ranking.

The two of them said as they walked and soon arrived at Juxianzhuang.

Master Jiu ordered the best private room. He had been waiting for a long time, and there was a strange woman at the meal.

When Master Jiu saw Song Li come back, he immediately smiled.

"Song Li, you are here just in time. Let me introduce you to me. This is Sister Mei, the boss of Juxianzhuang. Today I came here to have dinner with us."

Sister Mei got up and took the initiative to pick up the wine glass.

"Hello, Mr. Song, I heard from Master Jiu that you are a master from the Qinglong Empire. You are determined to win this competition and are here to compete for the championship. I am here to help you win!"

Sister Mei drank it all in one sip and was quite refreshing.

"Thank you, Sister Mei, for your good words." Song Li was not polite, raised his glass and toasted back.

Soon, the food was served one after another, with delicacies from all over the place.

Song Li just picked up the chopsticks when a waiter suddenly came in outside the door.

The waiter approached Sister Mei's ear and muttered a few words. Sister Mei frowned, hesitated for a moment, and replied a few more words. The waiter left soon.

Master Jiu glanced at it and smiled and said, "Boss Mei, is there something wrong?"

"It's okay, Master Jiu, nothing is more important than accompanying you. Come on, let's continue to drink, and my business will be handled in the same way."

Master Jiu smiled faintly and raised his wine glass.

"I wish Boss Mei a prosperous business and a victory for Song Li's flag."

Everyone raised their wine glasses one after another, and the atmosphere was quite lively.

Just then, there was a loud bang.

The waiter just now flew in, his mouth was covered with blood, and he lay on the ground, dying, leaving only half of his life.

Li Youlong brought his men into the door, with a very angry expression.

"Boss Mei, what big shots do you think you are with? It turns out that he was the Jiu Ye who didn't even advance to the top 16 last year. If you accompany him like him, you won't be afraid that the big shots around me will get angry."

Sister Mei stood up, slightly angry.

Although Li Youlong represents the Six-Star Group, he is not an amazing person himself. He is just an agent. No matter his status or status, he cannot be compared with Jiuye.

Leave Jiu Ye and accompany such a little person unless you are so funny.

"Li Youlong, do you understand the rules? Everything comes first and then comes. Since I have accompanied Master Jiu, I naturally can't accompany you. You even hurt my employees, which is too domineering."

Li Youlong laughed and snorted coldly: "So what if you domineering? Today I will be domineering for a while. What is Jiu Ye? Just a dog. How can I compare with my VIP?"

Master Jiu snorted coldly and looked at Li Youlong.

"Li Youlong, you took the wrong medicine today. I have provoked me several times. Do you don't want to participate in the competition? Since that's the case, Song Li, let me see you off for me!"

Before Song Li could take action, the other party shouted, and a white light appeared all over his body.

"Master Li, there are no outsiders here. Why not let me discuss with this kid. I have disliked him for a long time. Don't worry, I won't beat him to death."

Li Youlong nodded and closed the door.

"Justice Jiu, since that's the case, let Bai Wu play with him first. Everyone click until we win. If we win, please ask Boss Mei to go with me."

Master Jiu snorted coldly and said, "If you lose, please let your VIP come over. I want to see if he is three heads and six arms."

As soon as the words came, Bai Wu made a quick move, and a stream of light rushed towards Song Li.

The flowing light was extremely fast, and it instantly entangled Song Li.

In last year's underground ring match, Jiu Ye's men died under this move. No matter how hard they tried, they could not help Liu Guang and were eventually strangled to death.

Kim Hyun-an stood aside and saw this move again, his face changed drastically.

Only Song Li was calm in the face of danger and secretly mobilized his spiritual energy.

He didn't want to expose himself too early, so he kept testing the strength of the white mist, as long as it was slightly stronger than him.

After a while, Bai Wu shouted, Liu Guang entangled Song Li's body desperately.

Song Li guessed that the golden light was magnificent, and several golden lights scattered everywhere, instantly shattering the flowing light of the white mist into pieces.

While the flowing light did not recover, Song Li made a quick move, and a lightning flashed across his palm and slapped at the white mist.

This is the Thunder Palm of Liuxian Palace. It is a primary move and is not very powerful.

But when Jiuye and others saw it, they were surprised.

There are very few practitioners in the Han Dynasty, and even fewer can use the thunder system. Song Li is proficient in ventilation, fire, thunder-like, and golden light, and can be said to be omnipotent.

How can such talents not surprise people?

Bai Wu was shocked when he saw the lightning.

The most feared thing he practiced was lightning. Once it was thunder and lightning, it would cause a strong reaction with the flowing light, resulting in a greater lightning reaction.

Before Song Li could approach, Bai Wu took several steps and his forehead was covered in cold sweat.

Song Li saw it and knew it very well.

He quickly looked and handed, picked up the knife and fork on the dining table and shouted loudly. For a moment, lightning and thunder were roaring in the room, and the wind was constantly rising, and even the dragon sound could be vaguely heard.

Song Li did not dare to release him completely, so he deliberately used only half of the move, but only half of the move was enough to shock the audience.

A flash of lightning fell from the sky and rushed straight into the white mist.

Bai Wu could not dodge and was hit by lightning. His whole body trembled violently, his eyes turned white, and his mouth foamed, and he fell down in an instant.

This move is not very powerful, but it just happened to hit Bai Wu's key point.

Whenever Bai Wu came on stage, he would take medicine to avoid lightning strikes, so he came to provoke him. Unexpectedly, he would meet an opponent like Song Li.

When Master Jiu saw that Song Li succeeded, he laughed.

"Li Youlong, I am willing to accept the loss of the bet. Why don't you get out quickly and call your distinguished guest over. I want to see if my Ninth Master can be provoked."

As he finished speaking, footsteps suddenly came from outside the door.

A man limped in. It was Barth, the eldest prince of Han.

"Why, if you want to see me so much, then I'm as you wish. Are you here and I want to fight together? Come on, I want to see how many lives you have?"

When Ninth Master saw Bart, he was so scared that he was so scared that he had nine lives that he would not dare to fight Bart in person. That would be a crime of death.

If Bart is serious, even Baran can't save himself.

Before Bart could speak, Jiu Ye took the initiative to estimate.

"Big Prince, I'm sorry, I don't know it's you, please forgive me!"

Jin Xian'an and Boss Mei also knelt down at the same time, their whole body trembling. This is the eldest prince, the future king of the Han Dynasty, and his status is extremely valuable.

"Prince, please forgive me."

"Your Highness, if you had said it earlier, I would have been there to accompany you."

The two begged hard, their foreheads covered in cold sweat.

Only Song Li remained motionless with a disdainful expression on his face.

Bart saw it and was quite unhappy.

"You are Song Li, you are very brave. You don't kneel when you see me!"

Song Li smiled faintly and clapped his hands.

"Your Highness, first of all, I am not from you Han. Secondly, our Qinglong Empire has not knelt down, so you are not qualified to make me kneel down."
Chapter completed!