"Martial Saint Chen Hetu!"

These sounds are getting louder every time.

Chen Hetu smiled and glanced at the ancient warrior venue, feeling that these people were happier than himself.

Shaking his head, Chen Hetu put away Liu Wu's magical powers and left the combat zone.

Then, his figure disappeared in front of everyone.

No one knew where Chen Hetu had gone.

When Chen Hetu appeared again, he had already arrived at the viewing area where the Jiang family was.

When Jiang Yu saw Chen Hetu appear, she raised her fist and punched Chen Hetu hard on the chest twice, then threw herself into Chen Hetu's arms.

Chen Hetu was stunned. He didn't know what to say. He could only pat Jiang Yu's back gently and kept repeating: "I'm fine, don't worry."

Jiang Yu raised her head, looked at Chen Hetu with tears in her eyes and said, "Chen Hetu, you are so annoying. You went to the combat zone without saying a word and fought on behalf of the Ziyang Sect. Do you know that I am very worried about you?"

Chen Hetu also noticed Jiang Yu's worry. He said sheepishly: "It's my fault this time. I will tell you what I do next time."

Only then did Jiang Yu control her emotions.

At this time, Lin Junlan, the head of the Jiang family, stood up and left. When passing by Chen Hetu and Jiang Yu, she snorted coldly.

Jiang Wenhai behind her also took a deep look at Chen Hetu. Although he said nothing, the unhappy look on his face said everything.

The third person to leave was Jiang Guwu. When he walked to Chen Hetu and Jiang Yu, he opened his cloak and said, "Mr. Chen, congratulations."

Chen Hetu did not expect that Jiang Guwu would take the initiative to greet him. Chen Hetu also smiled and nodded to Jiang Guwu.

After the three of them left, Chen Hetu turned and looked at Jiang Cheng and Jiang Long.

Jiang Cheng, Jiang Long and several other people named Jiang were also ready to leave, but after seeing Chen Hetu's eyes, they couldn't move.

Chen Hetu walked up to Jiang Cheng and Jiang Long and said with a smile: "I'm sorry, you lost."

Jiang Cheng and Jiang Long looked at each other helplessly and smiled awkwardly.

Jiang Cheng said: "Mr. Chen, we are willing to admit defeat. You can deal with those bets as you wish."

Chen Hetu smiled and said, "Okay, you guys are still men."

Jiang Cheng and the others smiled awkwardly again and prepared to leave.

After all, Chen Hetu is a martial saint. If they accidentally say something wrong and offend him, they may not get any good results.

Just as they were about to leave, Chen Hetu said: "By the way, there will be a big battle between me and Feng Tianyao in a month. Do you want to bet with me again?"

Hearing this, Jiang Cheng and Jiang Long hurriedly said: "No more bets, no more bets, we believe you can win."

As they talked, they backed away, as if they were afraid that Chen Hetu would force them to place a bet.

Chen Hetu watched them flee and smiled.

Jiang Yu also smiled and said: "It's good if you beat them, but don't be as knowledgeable as them."

Chen Hetu nodded. Naturally, he would not be familiar with people like Jiang Cheng and Jiang Long.

He just saw them yelling in front of him and deliberately teased them.

After everyone in the Jiang family left, Chen Hetu took Jiang Yu to the viewing area of ​​the Wu family.

The people on their side haven't finished leaving yet.

Wu Tianjiao was still in a panic among the crowd.

Originally, he wanted to leave first, but the head of the Wu family hadn't left yet, so he couldn't leave first.

Chen Hetu glanced at Wu Tianjiao playfully, and Wu Tianjiao shuddered.

Chen Hetu still smiled and said: "Wu Tianjiao, didn't you say you wanted to teach me a lesson after the Ancient Warriors Conference?"
Chapter completed!