A quasi-emperor warrior is actually challenging an emperor-level warrior!
If this had been done before, these ancient warriors would have thought that they were seeking their own destruction, and that this was an arrogance that did not know the bounds of heaven and earth!
But, is this arrogance?
They saw Ye Junlang's strength with their own eyes. To be precise, they just saw the strength displayed by Ye Junlang. Neither the Blood Moon Ancient Clan nor the quasi-emperor realm disciples who came on stage from the Holy Night Clan had ever seen it.
Forced out Ye Junlang's true strength.
Therefore, no one in the ancient clan knows how strong Ye Junlang really is.
What they saw was that the quasi-emperor disciples of the Blood Moon Ancient Clan and the Holy Night Clan were completely helpless in front of Ye Junlang.
Such a Quasi-Emperor Realm warrior has never failed to compete with the powerful First Emperor Realm warriors.
Therefore, when Ye Junlang directly challenged Saint Jet, some of the ancient strong men were surprised at first, and then fell silent, all looking at Saint Jet.
They are all waiting to see what choice Saint Jet will make.
When he heard that Ye Junlang actually threatened to challenge him, Saint Jet was stunned. When he came back to his senses, his first thought was anger, bizarre anger!
How dare a quasi-emperor-level guy dare to challenge him to a life-and-death fight so arrogantly?
This is a humiliation to him, and it is also a humiliation to the survivors of Shengye!
Saint Jeter is not an impulsive and short-sighted person, otherwise he would not have been sent to the ancient ruins city to take charge of some affairs of the Saint Night family. A cold light flashed in his eyes as he stared at Ye Junlang on the arena.
In his opinion, since Ye Junlang dared to challenge him, he must have enough confidence to fight against an emperor-level powerhouse.
Where does Ye Junlang's confidence come from? In other words, what does he rely on?
There is still a huge difference between the Quasi-Emperor Realm and the true First Emperor Realm. The biggest difference is the use of Emperor-level power.
If the ray of emperor-level power that a Quasi-Emperor Realm warrior can evolve is just a drop of water, then the Emperor-level power that a First-Emperor Realm warrior can evolve is no less than a large vat of water. The difference is
irreparable.
There are only two ways in front of Saint Jet right now - fight or avoid fighting!
If he went to fight rashly, he didn't know what cards Ye Junlang had. If he lost, not only would he be implicated in the entire Shengye family, but he would be really embarrassed by that time. If he avoided the fight, that wouldn't work either.
The Ye Yi clan will still be humiliated, and there will also be a shadow left in his heart, a shadow that avoids fighting and is timid. This will definitely lay a great hidden danger for his future martial arts practice, and will become a obstacle to his martial arts path.
A knot of heart.
So now St. Jeter is really in a dilemma.
In the ring, Ye Junlang looked at Saint Jet. He sneered sarcastically and said: "A strong man in the First Emperor Realm dare not accept my challenge? I fought four games in a row, not to mention the injuries, and the consumption of my own physical fitness and strength.
It is inevitable. Under such circumstances, a strong man in the First Emperor Realm is actually avoiding my challenge. It is really ridiculous!
Is this the nature of the Holy Night survivors?
Weak, cowardly, fearful of hands and feet, only able to use force to overwhelm others, and completely lacking the aura of a warrior to dare to fight, is such a race worthy of becoming an ancient race?"
Saint Jet's face turned completely gloomy. Ye Junlang's words were heartbreaking. If he really wanted to avoid the battle, then the Saint Night family would probably not be able to hold their heads up in the ruins of the ancient city.
Saint Jet stared closely at Ye Junlang in the arena, and said in a cold tone: "Satan, do you really want to fight me?"
"Nonsense, if you dare to come up, then I will fight! The key is, do you dare to come up and fight?" Ye Junlang said coldly.
Saint Jet's eyes flashed with brilliance, and he weighed it in his mind. No matter from which angle this battle was, he could only win but not lose.
This relationship is too great.
If he were defeated, the power of the Holy Night clan would plummet, and he would become a laughing stock. Even an emperor-level powerhouse could not compete with a quasi-emperor warrior. It would be too embarrassing to spread the news.
In Saint Jet's assessment, the probability that he could win this battle was not even 100%. He did not believe that a quasi-emperor warrior could leapfrog the level and fight with him.
"Okay, since you want to die, then I will help you! I will take over this battle!"
Saint Jet said in a deep voice.
As soon as these words came out, the people from all the major ancient tribes in the field looked at each other sideways. It seems that this arena showdown is really becoming more and more interesting.
When the dragon girl heard Saint Jet's response, her heart skipped a beat, as if she was a little worried. She couldn't help but look at the silver dragon beside her, and couldn't help but ask in a low voice: "Uncle Silver Dragon, can Satan really fight with him?"
Battle of St. Jet?”
Yinlong's eyes flashed and he glanced at Ye Junlang on the ring. He said: "Satan never fights an unprepared battle. Although he sounded arrogant when he provoked the Holy Night survivors, he has always been
He is calm and composed. Since he dares to challenge an emperor-level powerhouse, he must be prepared."
"Could it be that Satan can still defeat an emperor-level powerhouse? Or an emperor-level powerhouse from an ancient tribe!" The dragon girl looked a little unbelievable.
The dragon girl is currently in the quasi-emperor realm, and she has awakened the extremely pure holy dragon bloodline. Even she dare not say that she can 100% win against an emperor-level powerhouse from the ancient tribe.
She knew in her heart that there was still a huge gap between the Quasi-Emperor Realm and the true First Emperor Realm.
"You'll know after you take a look."
When Yinlong spoke, he noticed that Old Man Ye beside him looked like he was old and had an indifferent expression. Perhaps this battle might surprise everyone.
The dragon girl nodded. She stopped talking, but she was still a little nervous in her heart.
When Ye Junlang saw Saint Jet's response, he sneered and said: "As an emperor-level expert, you will have an advantage in a battle with me and my quasi-emperor level cultivation, but I don't care. But this bet is
It is essential. With a bet, you can go all out in the battle. At least five sixth-grade medicinal materials."
Saint Jet's face turned cold and he said: "There are only two sixth-grade medicinal herbs left in our stronghold. However, there are still some high-grade Wudan in our stronghold. I can replace them with high-grade Wudan."
"Then two sixth-grade medicinal herbs and five sixth-grade martial arts pills." Ye Junlang said.
Saint Jet thought for a while and said, "Okay."
"First take the bet and give it to Senior Yinlong for safekeeping, lest you have to default on your account if you lose." Ye Junlang said.
"you--"
Saint Jet was furious. Did this guy definitely think that he would lose?
Well, let's see how he dies later.
Soon, the person in charge from the Shengye family had already sent over high-grade medicinal materials and high-grade martial arts pills, and handed them over to Yinlong for safekeeping along with Ye Junlang's bet.
St. Jett also stepped onto the ring. His eyes were like knives, glowing with a cold light, staring at Ye Junlang. His cold murderous intent was like the approaching winter, which made people shudder.