Outside the martial arts arena in District 83, several people were walking towards this direction. The leader among them was a middle-aged dragon warrior with long green hair. His green eyes were very scary, like a poisonous snake filled with evil vultures.
Behind him, followed several young men, each wearing precious Taoist armor. They were full of energy, with open expressions, and a sense of superiority in their bones, especially when they looked at Liang Teng's pitiful-looking forehead. Thousands of people time.
Of course they know the origins of the 83rd clan. It can be said that... they have no origins, but it is said that their real combat power is not bad. Every time they have potential martial arts, someone seems to come over to suppress this team, so this time they also No exception.
Of course, it's not that the ninth clan is afraid of the Zhanlong clan, but that they want to preserve their strength for subsequent battles. They must win the first battle beautifully, so they came here during the break.
The battle has almost begun outside. After all, this potential martial arts battle is still relatively long. Of course, the Zhanlong clan is not particularly lucky. Their battles were in the previous battles, and it is estimated that it will be their turn in less than two days.
Outside, cheers and sounds of fighting could be heard.
They want that cheer too.
It's just that I never get along with them every time.
At this moment, they stood up one after another, and the most disgusting and annoying thing happened to them. This green-haired middle-aged man must be a member of the Ninth Clan.
Hatred and anger filled their young hearts. They united together and looked coldly at the few people who came.
The green-haired middle-aged warrior led several young men, unscrupulously and defiantly, and walked twenty meters in front of them. The several noble young men teased each other, very relaxed, and did not even look this way, and the green-haired The middle-aged man glanced at everyone and said in a condescending tone: "Eighty-three tribes? Where is the teacher who leads your team? Let him come out to see me."
This person is a Fengyue General of the Fengyue Army. He has reached the realm of six realms of reincarnation and is familiar with the power of the six realms. He is also well-known in Dragon Killing City. His name is Mu Huan.
He asked, but no one on Liang Teng's side answered him.
Mu Huan couldn't help but sneer in his heart when he saw the hateful eyes of these teenagers.
At this time, a girl next to him said: "Second uncle, their reputation is quite bad. I'm afraid no one is willing to lead them. Just find the leader and discipline him. We have to go back." Prepare to fight against the other top ten clans."
The woman was wearing colorful Taoist armor, with dazzling light, snow-white skin, and beautiful appearance. She was also very arrogant inside. She didn't even turn her eyes to Liang Teng and the others, completely ignoring them.
Mu Huan nodded and looked around. As expected, there was no one to lead the team. That would be even better. His eyes were burning and he said loudly: "Eighty-three tribes, you must know what I am here to do. The old rules , they cannot win, they must lose miserably. Let me give you a standard. Before a thousand of you fall, we cannot lose a hundred people. If this number is exceeded, what will be the consequences? You have experienced too much, and in your heart It must be quite clear."
Not only would Liang Teng and the others lose, but they would lose miserably. One hundred people would kill a thousand of them. What kind of extent would that be? Each of the ninth clan could kill ten of them.
Such humiliation caused the Zhanlong clan to resist fiercely in their hearts. Their faces were all livid, and their young hearts were already burning with fire. Mu Huan, who was opposite him, could definitely hear that strong will to resist.
"Yeah." He was surprised. He didn't expect these little guys to dare to hate him. It's true that newborn calves are not afraid of tigers.
Mu Huan felt funny in his heart. He must be trying to scare them now, so he asked: "There are so many of you, you should have a leader."
His eyes scanned the crowd. It was said that there was an ultimate dragon among the crowd, and his eyes instantly locked on Liang Teng.
This lonely, cold young man gave him a sense of crisis. Mu Huan could predict that he might have a great future, but unfortunately he had no one to guide him, and he was also against the Ninth Clan.
Mu Huan stretched out his hand and grabbed Liang Teng, and a mighty six-dimensional force held down Liang Teng. He pulled slightly, and with a snap, Liang Teng's body was pulled over by him and lay at his feet. Mu Huan without saying a word, directly pulled the huge The foot stepped on Liang Teng's face, crushing it arbitrarily. With his tyrannical strength, Liang Teng was not only unable to resist, but his face was covered with blood.
"Boss Liang."
Everyone exclaimed, and their anger was completely detonated. The anger was like a devil, making their minds go blank, leaving only hatred, making them forget everything and only wanted to fight and resist.
There are too many things in this world that are more important than life, such as glory and dignity. The last thing they can't afford to lose is their dignity.
"Let him go."
Their angry hearts almost exploded under this torture. Thousands of them rushed towards Mu Huan almost risking their lives. Seeing the ferocious resisting eyes of these young faces, Mu Huan felt very bored. He waved his hand suddenly, and six paths of power suddenly appeared. Thousands of people were all blown away and fell to the ground vomiting blood one by one.
The next moment, he kicked Liang Teng away. At this moment, the skin on Liang Teng's face was dripping with blood, but his eyes were cold and hateful, like a wild beast, and like Long Chen. He had been... I will never forget today's humiliation, which was caused by his incompetence.
"Boss Liang."
With tears in their eyes, everyone surrounded Liang Teng.
"I'm fine."
Liang Teng stood firm. Everyone looked at the blood on his face and became even more angry. However, they understood their own weakness more deeply.
After teaching them a lesson, Mu Huan was very satisfied. He said in a deep voice: "As you can see, I didn't give you a chance to refuse. You don't have to lose, and you have to lose miserably. Otherwise, your entire team will be about to die." If you are disbanded, you will be expelled from Dragon Killing City. If anyone defeats more than three disciples of my ninth clan, after the end, we will personally greet these people and make them unable to survive or die. Do not doubt it. The authenticity of what I said is because they simply cannot bear this result. That’s all for today. You despicable fools, you must remember clearly that this world is in the hands of the strong. When you were still weak, It’s just a piece of shit, don’t talk about dignity with me, how can you get dignity from a piece of shit.”
Under Mu Huan's voice, the War Dragon clan gathered together. They were silent and did not refute a word. They looked at each other with deep confusion in their eyes. Mu Huang had the ability to let them encounter such an ending. So for them, it's so desperate...
"Teacher, you are too vulgar." Another tall, sexy girl next to her giggled, her face flushed, showing her noble temperament.
The other person pouted and said: "It's done, you scared these idiots, they don't dare to speak anymore, what can these eighty-three tribes do, I think if we really want to take action, they have a thousand No one may be able to defeat a hundred of us."
Mu Huan smiled and said: "Let's take precautions before things happen. After all, our goal this time is to hit the top seven or so. We can't waste too much energy on these little people. Okay, kids, come with me."
Mu Huan looked at Liang Teng and the others fiercely, then turned around and left in a swagger, without even looking at Liang Teng or the others again.
Expected humiliation.
They despise themselves, they humiliate themselves, they do not regard themselves as human beings, they only regard themselves as objects that can be played with and scolded at will.
The War Dragon clan held hands with each other, their eyes fixed on the direction Mu Huan and the others left, and never left again.
"Bros."
Liang Teng, whose face was covered with scars and blood, did not show any pain. He gritted his teeth and said, "Today, I understand a truth better."
Only then did everyone look at him.
He swallowed his saliva and said word by word: "He is right, we are indeed shit..."
Everyone was a little puzzled.
Then, he bit his lip and continued: "That's because we have endured so many potential martial arts battles. This is nothing but bullshit. But there is one sentence he said wrongly. Even bullshit has dignity. Yes, no matter how lowly we are, we cannot let them trample us. I, Liang Teng, will make them pay the price with blood."
He doesn't talk much, but to be able to say so is already pretty good.
But everyone was still excited.
They share common ideals and beliefs.
Pang Hong waved his arms and said loudly: "That's right, so what if we die? Do we still want to live like wimps? Then does life have any meaning? We are called the War Dragon Clan, and we want to fight. We want others to give us the respect we deserve, and we can no longer let others step on us."
Those humiliations and injustices are like bugs sitting in their hearts, making them extremely uncomfortable. Young people should not be like this.
For a moment, they all raised their arms.
"This time, are we going to give in?"
"This time, are we going to be clowns and let a group of weaklings drive us off the ring?"
"No, absolutely not."
Luo Yan suddenly thought of Long Chen.
She said: "Even if the master cannot come back, we still have to learn from him and live as proudly as him."
"Yes."
"Then, kill them, Ninth Clan, brothers. As long as we defeat them, we will create a myth. We will be the new Ninth Clan, one of the top ten clans."
As long as one clan is defeated, they can take their title first, and the ninth clan will be reduced to the tenth clan, or even later.
The title of the Ninth Clan made their bodies almost ready to explode.
On that day, they would all be furious and fiercely aroused.
Then, they waited for the most important battle in their lives to begin.
It was a battle to defend their dignity, and they had no regrets.
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