Liu Jun was a little embarrassed and hesitated for a while before saying, "Brother Luo, today is Zhang Yang's battle to be the king. Why don't we go another day?"

If ordinary people, Xiaocheng warriors wanted to challenge Liu Jun, they would have been slapped to death by him. But Luo Shishui was different. Even though he was still Xiaocheng's strength, Liu Jun would not dare to underestimate the enemy. If the four of them really had one or two out of the way back then, Luo Shishui would probably be the first.

Luo Shishui chuckled, without force, turned to Zhang Yang and said, "I watched my friend's competition today and was itchy and disturbed."

Zhang Yang hurriedly said, "I dare not! It is my honor to be able to come and watch the game for seniors."

Luo Shishui chuckled, "Don't call me senior, you have been crowned as king now. If you don't dislike me, call me Brother Luo."

Zhang Yang smiled, "I'm not over yet, Brother Luo is joking."

Seeing that Luo Shishui didn't say much, Liu Jun felt relieved. Seeing that everyone in the audience was still watching, he nodded to Luo Shishui and jumped onto the ring.

"Is there anything else to fight? If not, today's King Victor will be Zhang Yang!"

Hearing Liu Jun's words, several Mingjin Xiaocheng warriors felt a little uncomfortable, and they looked at each other but still didn't say anything.

In Zhang Yang's battle to be the king, three strong men have died, and one quasi-king retreated with his arm. If Zhang Yang had not been shocked by killing, he would not have known how many people would have died. Although they were unwilling to miss the throne, they would not have dared to take their lives to bet.

"Okay! Since no one fights again, the battle between King Rì ends here! Zhang Yang officially becomes the king!"

Seeing that no one in the audience responded for a long time, Liu Jun was relieved. If Zhang Yang continued to kill like this, the Southern Wulin would really be bleeding.

Looking back at his master, Liu Jun saw everyone's gestures and said loudly: "The one who defeated King Rì is Zhang Yang! In three years, anyone who provokes the Blood Slaughter King is an enemy of my Nanwulin! All the seniors of my Nanwulin will definitely not stand by and watch!"

Sikong Ming, Kuang Shixiong and others on the stage couldn't help but smile when they heard Liu Jun's words. Kuang Shixiong even said in a muffled voice: "Old man Wang, this is wrong with you! That boy Zhang Yang is from the martial arts world in the southern province. Why should we add us in!"

Wang Zhongshan laughed, "Tiger head, isn't Zhang Yang also a native of the Southern Wulin? Why do you, an old guy, care about so many things? Besides, Zhang Yang has established his authority with blood. Is there anybody who dares to touch this brow?"

Kuang Shixiong snorted, turned his head and said to Liu Yi behind him dissatisfiedly: "Did you hear it? If you dare to trouble that guy in the future, you will be against us, the immortals! Don't come back to find me then, as I can't stand it alone!"

Liu Yi was embarrassed. After seeing Zhang Yang's force, he did not dare to cause trouble.

Several people on the stage were talking and laughing, but the audience was also sensational.

"The Blood Slaughter King won!"

"Nonsense! Otherwise, why do they become king? It depends on their strength!"

Tens of thousands of people outside the field were shouting loudly. The fact that the wonderful battle today was a big impact on these warriors who had just entered the martial arts world!

"He, I will stand on the top of thousands of people like the Blood Slaughter King!" At this moment, this thought flashed through many people's minds. Zhang Yang's battle really inspired many warriors. They were originally humble warriors who could not see the future. Now Zhang Yang's feat has made them see hope!

Zhang Yang has a legendary master Huajin, and these people don’t know that Zhang Yang was born in a weak state and was able to become the king by relying on self-study and practice!

Zhang Yang is a legend in their eyes!

Tang Xiaohui and Zhang Xin were mixed in the crowd. Looking at the girls in front of him, Tang Xiaohui whispered: "Zhang Xin, let's go back first. Anyway, the big villain is fine now. If we find out then, it will be bad."

Zhang Xin nodded, looked at her brother on the screen with a high spirits, and a sense of pride rose in her heart. This is her brother!

The mighty strong man who was still shouting to the Blood Tu Wang, turned around and found that the two were missing. He couldn't help but feel annoyed. This was the best time to establish a relationship with Zhang Yang, and he missed it like this! It was such a pity!

The girls outside the martial arts association also had a smile on their faces, and the tears that had just hung on their faces disappeared.

Listening to the admiration of Zhang Yang by the people around them, the smiles on their faces never stopped.

Seeing that Zhang Yang was about to come out after the competition, Xia Xinyu hurriedly said, "Let's go back quickly, otherwise Zhang Yang will definitely be unhappy if we find out later that we will follow him out!"

Tang Xiaolu shouted angrily: "He is not happy yet! He didn't say anything about it when he came out to do such a dangerous thing. If I hadn't come with him today, I wouldn't have known that he would have fought with people outside all day long!"

Han Xuejiao wiped the tears still hanging on the corners of her eyes and said with a smile: "Isn't they just trying to make you live a good life? Didn't you hear Xinyu say that his money is won by the competition?"

Tang Xiaolu's face was a little dim, "I'm not with him because he has money. If I had money for my life, I would rather he be an ordinary person for the rest of his life."

The girls were silent, and Tang Xiaolu's words reached their hearts.

After a long time, Xia Xinyu said slowly: "He did not come for the competition for money, but for his own ideals! We don't understand him, and I'm afraid only he can understand what he is really thinking. We should do our own good, just as he said, as we women should take care of family affairs."

Tang Xiaolu sighed softly, "Go back! No one is allowed to say what happened today in front of him, just pretend that this has not happened."

After saying that, he stared at Zhang Yang on the screen and turned around and left.

...

Zhang Yang also had a headache at this time. Looking at the ambiguous eyes of the old men looking at him, Zhang Yang finally couldn't hold it in, "Do you seniors, have you had my face covered?"

Old Man Zhang ignored everyone's gaze and walked up to Zhang Yang to observe carefully before muttering, "You kid don't have three heads and six arms, how can you be the king? How can you be the king? My old Zhang is much handsomer than you, why can't I be the king back then?"

Zhang Yang was a little amused and crying. He was still handsome even though he had few hairs!

"Stop talking nonsense! Junior brother, go and organize the order. I haven't seen those warriors still waiting!"

Old Man Zhang muttered hatefully, and saw his senior brother looking at him with a cannibalistic gaze, and ran away with a dry laugh.

After Old Man Zhang left, Wang Zhongshan breathed a sigh of relief and smiled at Zhang Yang: "You guy is really unexpected! I saw you still have achieved great success in the twelfth lunar month last year. How long will you be the king? If we have two or three years, we old guys will not go home and wait for death."

Kuang Shixiong also smacked his lips a few times, "I have seen Zhang Xiaozi once before the Nanwu Meeting. At that time, our little thing was not convinced! Now everyone has achieved Ming Jin's small success. This incompetent thing has not yet broken through Ming Jin, and I have lost all my face!"

Liu Yi's face turned red and he muttered in a low voice, "I'm about to break through Mingjin, okay!"

Kuang Shixiong glared with big eyes, "Ming Jin is nothing! I can kill several of them with just one slap! If you have the ability, kill two Ming Jin for me now!"

Liu Yi glanced at Zhang Yang with jealousy and stopped talking. He forgot the last time that he lost face. This bastard is not something he can mess with now.

Zhang Yang was a little shocked when he looked at the old men in front of him. These old men had no military power value below 700! In addition to the two who were crowned kings with Liu Jun, Li Weimin, the other old men were almost over 700, and several of them were almost 800.

Especially Wang Zhongshan and the old man standing in front of Xu Zixu are even more perfect warriors!

This made Zhang Yang feel much more awake. There are so many masters in the declining Southern Wulin. Where is the capital with a crouching tiger and a hidden dragon?

Although Zhang Yang didn't care about the reputation of the king, he still felt a little proud. Now, when he saw the strength of these old guys, he immediately came back to his senses. These old guys have been fighting for decades but are not opponents of the Beiwulin. It seems that he needs to work harder!

Who is not a mature man? He was originally worried that Zhang Yang would be addicted to the illusory honor, but now when he saw this guy's eyes, they knew that they were thinking too much. He is worthy of being the successor of the powerful man in Huajin, and he is indeed firm in his mind!

Zhang Yang didn't know what these old guys were thinking. Seeing that they were still staring at him one by one, he felt a little nervous. What's wrong? It seems that he would rather not appear in front of these old men in the future. He didn't know if he was sold by these old men one day.

President Bai looked at everyone and smiled and said, "Okay, you old guys will go to me for a cup of tea and let them chat more with the young people."

As he said that, he saw Li Weimin who followed Huang Aimin, widened his eyes and shouted: "You bastard, go cool!"

After saying that, he hummed and said to everyone who was stunned to see him: "Let's go, I'm the one who picked a good snail that I just picked before the Ming Dynasty. It's a good deal for you guys."

Huang Aimin glanced at Li Weimin without any help and left with a smile.

Watching everyone leave, Zhang Yang looked at Li Weimin with some confusion, "Brother Li, have you offended that old guy?"

Li Weimin opened his mouth awkwardly, scratched his head and said, "It's okay, it's normal for a person to get old and have some dementia. That old guy might have recognized the wrong person."

Liu Jun stood aside and sneered, "Uncle Bai's ears are not deaf. If you don't want to die, continue talking."

After saying that, he ignored the dull Li Weimin and said to Zhang Yang: "I think your injury has not yet been cured, so you should go back and recuperate for a while. Nothing happened recently. Even if there is anything, Martial Arts and Guoan will help you solve it."

Zhang Yang had long wanted to go back and have a look, and he hurriedly thanked him after hearing what Liu Jun said.

He greeted Xu Zixu and Liu Yi and Zhang Yang left the martial arts association with some fatigue.

Looking at Zhang Yang's back walking away, Li Weimin sighed, "You martial arts masters have taken a big advantage! Our Guoan is still one step too late!"

Liu Jun smiled proudly, greeted the few people beside him to sit down, and the few people started chatting.
Chapter completed!