Because of Ye Tian, the prestige that Jiang Hualong had accumulated over the years was gone.
Jiang Hualong just wants to regain his face in front of major martial arts schools.
Therefore, Jiang Hualong wanted to use the hooded man in front of him to establish his authority.
Jiang Hualong wanted to see how powerful the strongest instructor in Dragon Soul was.
Emperor Huo Qing, who was about to take a seat, reminded loudly: "Instructor Shenlong, be careful."
at this time.
Chen Tailei, Yin Tianying and others stood up one after another and blocked Jiang Hualong's retreat.
If you dare to provoke Dragon Soul Instructor, you will pay the price in blood.
Dragon souls don't cause trouble.
But he's not afraid of things either.
"Huh? Why is that instructor named Shenlong motionless?"
"Isn't he frightened?"
"Hey, he's still too young! He's still a little too young to compete with Senior Jiang."
The people who came to the banquet seemed a little less optimistic about Ye Tian, shaking their heads one after another, as if they were mourning for him.
Ye Tianduan sat on the chair, stretched out his fingers and pinched the chopsticks in Jiang Hualong's hand tightly.
Immediately afterwards.
Ye Tian twisted his fingers together and heard a crisp "click" sound, and the chopstick was split into two in an instant.
"Are you worthy of taking action against me?" Ye Tian's eyes turned cold and he shot out the broken chopsticks.
puff.
A stream of blood spurted out.
Jiang Hualong's left ear was directly penetrated by the broken chopstick.
"You are a war slave, are you worthy of offending Instructor Shenlong?" Chen Tailei shouted sharply and struck out with his palm, knocking Jiang Hualong away.
Yin Tianying sneered: "Do you know that even Li Zhenghe, known as the White Tiger God of War, may not be the opponent of Instructor Shenlong! Who do you think you are?"
Jiang Hualong, who was slapped by Chen Tailei, was bleeding from his mouth and no longer as arrogant as before.
Jiang Hualong was even more shocked.
He couldn't believe that the instructor Shenlong in front of him was qualified to be Li Zhenghe's opponent.
"I, China, am blessed!"
"Yes, I believe that within a few years, Instructor Shenlong will be able to be named the God of War and take charge of one side!"
"Only the God of War is qualified to guard a region!"
The faces of everyone present were full of admiration.
With Jiang Hualong's defeat.
Xiong Tianba, Jiang Hengdu and others were like eggplants beaten by frost, no longer as arrogant as before.
"Haha, you are all welcome to come and support me." At this moment, Huo Diantang appeared in the martial arts hall with a cane and steps.
As the ceiling of Haicheng’s combat power.
Huo Diantang has a very high prestige.
not to mention.
Huo Diantang also served as the chief instructor of Dragon Soul.
His words still carry a lot of weight.
"Meet Mr. Huo."
The people who came to the banquet stood up one after another and gave Huo Diantang a fist-cup salute.
Huo Diantang smiled and nodded: "No need to be polite."
When Huo Diantang sat down, those who had previously made a fist salute dared to sit down.
This Huo Dian Tang is really hypocritical.
It was obviously Ye Tian who killed Miyamoto Zangjian.
But in order to gain fame, he didn't even want to lose face and dared to take credit.
But this credit is not so easy to grab.
Huo Qingsong, who was in charge of welcoming the guests, shouted loudly: "He family in Nan'ao, I send you a pair of jade as you wish. I wish Mr. Huo a great honor in China."
The words just fell.
He Junyao and He Jinxuan appeared at the Huo Family Martial Arts Gym.
Huo Diantang hurriedly stepped forward to greet him, took He Junyao's hand and gestured for him to sit at the main table.
He Junyao smiled and said: "Mr. Huo, you are really a precious sword."
"Hey, I can't resist being old. I'm afraid I won't be able to hold on for a few more years with my old bones." Huo Diantang sighed, pretending to be polite, and exchanged a few words with He Junyao.
After the greetings, Cao Xiaoman slowly walked in with two men in military uniforms.
Huo Qingsong shouted: "The heroine Zhao Yuer, the God of War, gives me a golden sword, and I wish Huo Lao the prestige of our country."
"Brigadier General Zhao is so polite." Huo Diantang took the golden knife from Cao Xiaoman with both hands and smiled from ear to ear.
The golden knife is in hand.
Huo Diantang suddenly felt his blood boiling and couldn't help but perform a set of sword skills.
After all, he is also the head of the Baji Sect.
Huo Diantang's sword skills were domineering and fierce, attracting applause from the audience.
Emperor Huo Qing cheered loudly and couldn't help turning his head and asked: "Instructor Shenlong, what do you think of my father's sword skills?"
"It's okay." Ye Tian took a sip of tea and said calmly.
good?
Emperor Huo Qing felt embarrassed and had to change the topic.
Fortunately, Huo Diantang's thoughts were all on sword dancing.
otherwise.
With Huo Diantang's temperament, he would definitely kill Ye Tian with one strike.
"Imperial Martial Arts Dojo!"
"Send a coffin!"
"Congratulations to Mr. Huo for your early bliss!"
At this moment, a roar came from the door of the martial arts hall.
Look in the direction of the sound.
I saw a man over two meters tall wearing Imperial Martial Arts Training Uniforms, carrying a black coffin, and walking in with heavy steps.
"The violent giant ape Yagyu Munetake?"
"Hiss, I didn't expect that he would come back from training!"
"If the master is killed, he will naturally come back for the funeral!"
"Huh? Why is there a child sitting on the coffin lid?"
The people present pointed in the direction of the door and started talking in low voices.
Sitting on the coffin lid was a slender dwarf man.
He had his hair tied up in a bun, his face was pale, he had a dagger in his waist, he was barefoot, and he was humming a ghost song, which was very scary.
"Soul-seeking hand Yagyu Soyang?" Tai Chi Sect Chen Tailei stood up abruptly, staring intently at the dwarf man on the coffin lid.
Someone comes.
They are the two most proud disciples of Wusheng Miyamoto Zangjian.
These two people are twins.
He has been practicing abroad all year round and is extremely strong.
Huo Qingsong, who was standing at the door to greet the guests, shouted angrily: "You are so brave, how dare you bring a coffin to the door!"
"Those who stand in my way!"
"die!"
Yagyu Somu shouted angrily, pushed the coffin on his shoulders, and hit Huo Qingsong.
Huo Qingsong did not dare to be careless. He stomped down and performed the blowing technique. His arms expanded several times in an instant, supporting the speeding coffin.
But the impact of the coffin was so strong that it directly pushed Huo Qingsong several meters away.
"I haven't lived enough yet!"
"This coffin should be left to Miyamoto to hide the sword!"
Huo Diantang swung his knife to block it, and saw the coffin falling heavily to the ground, shattering the floor tiles.
The dwarf Sohiro Yagyu jumped up like a monkey and landed firmly on Sotake Yagyu's broad shoulders.
Yagyu Somu looked down at Huo Diantang and said with a murderous look on his face: "Is it you who killed my master?"
Huo Diantang held the golden sword in his hand and said in a cold voice: "Your master was not good at learning and was killed by me. He deserves to die!"
"With your little strength, how could you kill my master?" Yagyu Munebu roared angrily with red eyes: "You must have used despicable means to assassinate my master! Today, I will let all of you do it for me.
Master will be buried with him!"
"Shameless talk!"
"You two are just trying to kill us?"
"Hmph, the toad yawned so loudly!"
"Master Huo, please use one-tenth of your strength to kill them!"
After listening to Yagyu Munetake's words, the entire audience became furious, slapping the table and shouting loudly.
Huo Diantang felt a little guilty.
But at this time, he had no choice but to bite the bullet.
Huo Diantang forced himself to calm down and said, "It's still too late for you to leave now!"
"Stop talking nonsense! Punch me!" Yagyu Somu roared angrily, raised his fist and hit Huo Diantang on the head.