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Chapter 1667 Scars

Perhaps because they saw the hope of victory, not only Sheshan, Liu Haotian and others looked proud, but even some of the defeated generals who were kicked off the ring by Emperor Ye just now had a bit of relief in their expressions.

No one would feel comfortable being kicked off the ring. It would be great if someone could help him avenge himself.

On the contrary, Feng Shanhu, who had just admitted defeat to Emperor Ye, was now sitting on his seat and looking at these people who were rejoicing because of the success of setting up rules and regulations for Emperor Ye again, with a look of disdain on his face.

After a series of battles with Ye Huang just now, Feng Shanhu has already lost the desire to challenge Ye Huang again. Even if Gu Wu is thrown away, the two of them are not at the same level.

In his opinion, even if Emperor Ye tied his hands, I am afraid that this group of people would not be able to get any benefits from him.

"Master, do you think they will win?"

A guard following Feng Shanhu looked at the people in the arena who were in high spirits, then looked at the indifferent Ye Huang on the stage and couldn't help but ask.

"Win? What do you think?"

"My subordinates can't guess, but Master Ye has been using his speed to gain an advantage just now. Now that he has lost his speed advantage, they should have a chance, right?"

The guard answered honestly.

"Haha, you are wrong. They don't have any chance. As I said, Mr. Ye is invincible in this arena. Ah Bao, you underestimate this person from Long Yan."

Squinting his eyes, Feng Shanhu's dark eyes revealed a hint of suspicion towards Ye Huang and said lightly.

For some reason, Feng Shanhu always felt that Ye Huang was kicked out of Long Yan too hastily.

According to this person's combat prowess, Long Yan should have vigorously recruited him instead of kicking him out so hastily. Moreover, in Ye Huang, he could not see the opponent's frustration at all.

No matter what, Long Yan is a sacred temple that Chinese soldiers yearn for. Is this Emperor Ye really not that rare?

Various doubts lingered in Feng Shanhu's mind, but he wanted to investigate in detail but could not find the clues.

"Maybe there are some unknown secrets in this."

Sighing, Feng Shanhu thought for a while and looked at Ye Huang again on the stage.

The only martial arts in the world that can't be beaten is fast, regardless of speed. He also wants to see what kind of method Ye Huang uses to win. He will wait and see.

Likewise, Feng Shanhu was not the only one who felt the same as himself, but also the entire other members of the Iron-Blooded Club.

Some people hope that he will continue to win, and some people hope that he will lose completely. In short, everyone looks at Ye Huang on the stage with strange emotions.

"I don't have much time, so you might as well do it together."

Looking at She Shan and others who were still discussing below, Ye Huang responded indifferently.

"Haha, Brother Ye really wants to use one against many. You must know that these people we have chosen are also good players and are not as easy to deal with as before."

She Shan asked in a somewhat coquettish manner, looking very concerned, but in fact he was setting a trap for Ye Huang again.

"No need, just go straight up. I'm in a hurry."

"Okay then, you guys will go up and meet Brother Ye for a while, have a good discussion and take the exam."

"Don't worry, Mr. She, I will definitely have a good competition with Mr. Ye today to see how strong the ancient warrior is."

Standing next to She Shan, the short man with a strong build said with a hint of provocation on his face. Although the others did not say anything, they also had a strong fighting spirit when they looked at Ye Huang.

The battle between Feng Shanhu and Ye Huang gave them hope. Now that Ye's speed is restricted, he must not be so difficult to deal with.

Besides, the four of us are still going together now.

Among the four, She Shan, Liu Haotian, Lin Yun, and Qiu Xiaofeng, the first three sent people to go up, but Qiu Xiaofeng himself chose to go into battle himself because of Tang Guo.

He was the only one staring at Ye Huang, paying no attention to the voices around him, as if a bad wolf was waiting for an opportunity to bite Huang Ye hard and tear off a piece of flesh.

"Haha, don't talk too much. Mr. Ye is invincible in front of you. You should work hard. If our Iron-Blooded Club is swept away, it will be really embarrassing."

She Shan emphasized the significance of this battle, which was both cheering and urging.

"What nonsense are you talking about? Hurry up and get started. You've been waiting for so long..."

Just when She Shan was about to give some more instructions, some people were unwilling and began to shout.

Being stirred up in this way, the whole scene suddenly became a little out of control. The shouts of mountains and tsunamis resounded in the underground boxing ring, as if they were about to shatter the ceiling.

Seeing this formation, She Shan didn't know what to say, so he nodded and made a gesture.

The four people led by Qiu's school spirit jumped onto the ring, and the four people surrounded Ye Huang in the middle from four directions.

Ye Huang glanced at the four people surrounding him and had an idea in his mind.

Liu Haotian and the Sheshan faction are fast guys with strong muscles, short stature and quick movements.

However, the people brought by Qiu Xiaofeng and Lin Yun were tall, sturdy, and resistant to beatings.

However, all four of them, without exception, are successful practitioners of external martial arts. Even if their strength is not comparable to that of Feng Shanhu, I am afraid they are not far behind.

"The configuration is good, please wait for me."

With a chuckle, Ye Huang pulled off his vest and threw it off the ring.

Immediately, Ye Huang's slightly thin figure was exposed in front of everyone. His figure was not very strong, but every muscle was very sharp. If Feng Shanhu's muscles gave people the feeling of a violent bear.

Then the muscles of Ye Huang's whole body feel like those of a cheetah, the muscle lines are more obvious, and the waterfall-like feeling is even more eye-catching.

But at this moment, few people paid attention to Ye Huang's figure, and everyone looked at the dense scars all over Ye Huang's body.

Mottled scars are crisscrossed, like an old book cover that has been cut countless times. This is how Ye Huang's upper body feels.

From the waist to the shoulders, there were both stab wounds and gunshot wounds. There were even several hideous and terrifying marks on Ye Huang's chest near the heart, which shocked those who saw it.

This scene directly made many people gasp.

"My dear, what did this guy do before? Even after eight years of fighting, he wouldn't have been injured like this?"

Some were thinking in their hearts, while more people fell into a daze after seeing the scars on Ye Huang's body.

The four members of Qiu School Spirit, whom Ye Huang has seen most clearly recently, gave them the greatest stimulation at the first moment.

The four of them are all good soldiers in the military. They have also participated in many special operations and have left many scars on their bodies. Sometimes they even show off their faces to show off their masculinity when picking up girls.

But compared with the Ye Huang in front of him, those on his own should not be called scars at all.


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