There was a hint of questioning in his words, and he showed extremely strong confidence in his words.
Even when facing the sixteen kings of judgment, he seemed to have no scruples and spoke out.
No one among the sixteen Judge Kings was angry. In the darkness, the most central Judge King spoke up to respond.
"What do you think we should do now?"
"Do you want to take action personally and go meet Ye Lingtian for a while?"
Hearing this, the man with eyes full of thunder and lightning replied directly with a loud voice: "Of course!"
"Nilvodos is the newly promoted King after the King's Convention. He has been defeated by Ye Lingtian. This shows that Ye Lingtian can only compete with the King from a hundred years ago!"
"If we don't take action, looking at the arbitration office, no one will be able to pose a threat to Ye Lingtian!"
"If Ye Lingtian is allowed to grow any longer, the world of killers, the world of martial arts, and even the entire underground world of the East and West will all be overwhelmed by him!"
"If he raises his arms and calls out, many strong men will definitely respond and gather towards him. When he becomes more mature, it will be even more difficult for us to kill him!"
"Do you want to wait until then?"
He looked directly at the Sixteenth Judge King, his brilliant light looming.
The Judge King in the middle pondered for a moment, then spoke again.
"Van Fleet, you are one of the elders of my arbitration office, but don't forget your own identity!"
"Watch your tone!"
This time, there was a coldness in his tone, which made the man's eyes change with lightning in his eyes.
"I'm sorry, Your Majesty!"
He pondered for a moment and bowed slightly to the sixteen people.
"I don't mean to offend, but in the past year and a half, Ye Lingtian has done too many things. If he continues to let it go, one day, the underground dominance of the world where our arbitration is located will be shaken by him!
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"As a veteran of the arbitration office, I really don't want to see a Chinese junior standing above us!"
His voice was passionate, with some emotional fluctuations.
The arbitration office was founded by them alone, and each of them is a top veteran of the arbitration office. In their hands, the arbitration office has experienced countless brilliance.
Adding fuel to the flames during World War I and World War II; suppressing the Eastern King in the King's War; overpowering the Holy See after the King's War and forcing the Pope to abdicate; after the world entered the age of modern weapons, he hid behind the scenes of the world and secretly controlled everything.
, overlooking the world.
This is the arbitration office they established by themselves!
He really didn't want all the glory and splendor to be stamped out one by one by a junior from China.
"Van Fleet, just do your part. Ye Lingtian's matter has not reached the point where you need to take action, so get out!"
The Judge King in the middle didn't respond much. He just waved his hand at him with a cold attitude.
"But……"
Van Fleet was unwilling to give in and was about to say something, but the two people next to him suddenly took a step forward, one on the left and the other on the right, and held his shoulders.
"Fan Fleet, the kings will make their own decision regarding Ye Lingtian's matter. Let's go out first!"
The two people behind him had the same status as Van Fleet. At the same time, one of the veterans of the arbitration office heard their words. Van Fleet had no choice but to put aside his resentment and follow the two of them away.
Outside the dark palace, the three of them walked through the corridor, and Van Fleet was still in a state of confusion.
"Why did you stop me just now?"
He looked at the two of them and said somewhat reproachfully.
"Van Fleet, you have been a king for a hundred years, but your temper and character have not changed at all!"
A man next to him, wearing a moon-white robe, smiled lightly and shook his head.
"I know you want to personally kill Ye Lingtian completely, but don't forget that the king-level convention still exists!"
Van Fleet snorted coldly, with a look of disdain.
"What a bullshit king-level convention. The king-level convention back then was also signed by our arbitration. As long as the strength is sufficient, any rules and regulations can be overridden. As long as the king and the others are willing, they can abolish it at any time!"
The other two people did not refute, obviously agreeing with Van Fleet's words, but the man in the robe continued: "The King's Convention is of course not very binding on us, but after all, we are still in the era of modern weapons.
Abolition of the King's Convention will only attract the attention of the great powers of the world!"
He walked forward with his hands behind his hands, his eyes were deep and somewhat wise.
"As for Ye Lingtian's matter, you don't need to worry about it!"
"Back then, the king level dominated the world, but the era was completely changed by nuclear weapons. It was silent for half a century, but Ye Lingtian brought the world into the era of high martial arts again. Do you think these major powers in the world will let him continue?"
He grinned, with a hint of meaning.
"The makers of the world order are no longer kings, but the major powers of the world. They will never allow anyone to overturn the situation of the current era!"
"Ye Lingtian has been targeted by the big powers for a long time. What he has to face is ten times more terrifying than the king-level ones he faced a hundred years ago!"
When Van Fleet heard this, his expression froze and he stopped talking, as if he understood something.
In the Sichuan Military Region, Liang Longting was sitting in his office and had just received a call from Wang Xianglong.
After understanding what happened, he did not immediately order the dispatch of an armed helicopter, but fell into deep thought like Ye Chen.
After a few seconds, he suddenly stood up, his expression changing dramatically.
"Oops!"
"The siege of the Iron Tower and the others is not the other party's real intention!"
"Tieta and others are just bait. What they really want to attract is General Ye!"
He instantly realized that this was a death trap specially designed for Ye Chen!
"Asshole!"
Liang Longting, a first-class general who had been in charge of the South for more than ten years, slammed the tea cup in his hand on the table.
Occupying a high position, he has dealt with high officials and generals from various countries for many years. He knows the situation of the world very well.
Although the Middle East is in chaos, no matter how miserable it is, it is impossible for a group of fully armed troops equipped with heavy weapons to surround and kill the members of the Southern Dragon Blade.
The task that the Iron Tower people were responsible for this time was no different from the tasks performed by the members of the Southern Dragon Blade at other times. It was even less difficult than before. However, it attracted the attention of an armed force. This was not in line with the situation.
Common sense.
Moreover, he received the latest intelligence. Although the Iron Towers and others were besieged by the opponent's large groups of troops and modern weapons in the towns on the border of Iraq, the opponent did not immediately launch an encirclement and suppression attack, as if they were waiting for something.
At this moment, Ye Chen, who is also in the Middle East, obviously can only be the only answer.
His eyes moved slightly, and he immediately asked Wang Xianglong to use the satellite phone to contact the Lin sisters so that they could remind Ye Chen not to leave rashly.
More than ten minutes later, he received Wang Xianglong's response and immediately became furious.
"What? General Ye has already left?"
He looked suffocated and his expression turned completely gloomy.
"It seems that 'they' are really going to take action against General Ye!"
But no matter how distressed he was at this moment, no matter how unwilling he was, there was nothing he could do.
The Middle East was too far away. Even as a first-class general in China, he could not reach the Middle East. He could only pray secretly that all his guesses were wrong.
On the border of Iraq in the Middle East, there is a small town that has been abandoned for more than half a year.
In a dilapidated stone house, a muscular man was carefully leaning against the wall. He had just shattered a drone flying in the air with a stone. It was the captain of Nanlong Blade, Black Tower.
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At this moment, there were several scars on his body, caused by broken shrapnel and gravel.