Outside the martial arts arena in District 83, several people were walking towards this direction. The leader among them was a middle-aged dragon warrior with long green hair. His green eyes were very frightening, like poisonous snakes filled with evil vultures.
Behind him were several young men, all wearing precious Taoist armor. They were full of energy and had open expressions. There was a sense of superiority in their bones. Especially when they looked at Liang Teng's pitiful forehead. Thousands of people time.
Of course they know the origins of the 83rd clan. It can be said that... there is no origin. But it is said that their real fighting power is not bad. Every time they have potential in a martial arts battle, someone seems to come to suppress this team. So this time they also No exception.
Of course, it's not that the ninth clan is afraid of the Zhanlong clan. It's that they want to preserve their strength for the subsequent battles. They must win the first battle beautifully, so they came here during the break.
The battle has almost begun outside. After all, this potential martial arts battle is still relatively long. Of course, the War Dragon clan is not particularly lucky. Their battles were in the previous few games. It is estimated that it will be their turn in less than two days.
Outside, cheers and sounds of fighting could be heard.
They want that cheer too.
It's just that I never get along with them every time.
At this moment, they stood up one after another. The thing that disgusted them the most had arrived. This green-haired middle-aged man must be a member of the Ninth Clan.
Hatred and anger filled their young hearts. They united together and looked coldly at the few people who came.
The green-haired middle-aged warrior led several young men. He walked 20 meters in front of them unscrupulously and defiantly. The several noble young men teased each other very easily. They didn't even look this way. But the green-haired man The middle-aged man glanced at everyone and said in a condescending tone: "Eighty-three tribes? Where is the teacher who leads your team? Let him come out to see me."
This person is a Fengyue Captain of the Fengyue Army. He has reached the realm of six realms of reincarnation and is proficient in the power of the six realms. He is also well-known in Dragon Killing City. His name is Mu Huan.
He asked, but no one on Liang Teng's side answered him.
Mu Huan saw the hateful looks in these young men's eyes and couldn't help but sneer in his heart.
At this time, a girl next to him said: "Second uncle, their reputation is quite bad. I'm afraid no one is willing to lead them. Find the leader and just give him a discipline. We still have to go back. Prepare to fight against the other top ten clans."
The woman was wearing colorful Taoist armor. Her skin was as white as snow and her appearance was beautiful. She was also very arrogant inside. She did not turn her eyes towards Liang Teng and the others at all. She completely ignored them.
Mu Huan nodded and looked around. As expected, there was no one to lead the team. That would be easier. His eyes were burning and he said loudly: "Eighty-three tribes. You must know what I am here for. Old rules . They cannot win. They must lose miserably. Let me give you a standard. Before a thousand of you fall, we cannot lose a hundred people. If this number is exceeded, what will be the consequences? You have experienced too much. In your heart It must be quite clear."
This not only means that Liang Teng and the others will lose, but also that they will lose miserably. One hundred people will kill a thousand of them. What level is that? Among the ninth clan, each of them can kill ten.
Such humiliation caused the Zhanlong clan to resist fiercely in their hearts. Their faces were all livid, and their young hearts were already burning with flames. Mu Huan, who was opposite him, could definitely hear that strong will to resist.
"Yeah." He was surprised. He didn't expect these little guys to dare to hate him. It's true that newborn calves are not afraid of tigers.
Mu Huan felt funny in his heart. He must be trying to scare them now. So he asked: "There are so many of you. You should have a leader."
His eyes scanned the crowd. It was said that there was an ultimate divine dragon among this group of people. His eyes instantly locked on Liang Teng.
This lonely, cold young man gave him a sense of crisis. Mu Huan could predict that he might have a great future, but unfortunately there was no one to guide him. Moreover, he was also against the Ninth Clan.
Mu Huan stretched out his hand and grabbed Liang Teng. A powerful six-dimensional force held down Liang Teng. He pulled slightly and there was a snap. Liang Teng's body was pulled over by him and lay at his feet. Without saying a word, Mu Huan directly pulled the huge The foot stepped on Liang Teng's face, crushing it wantonly. With his tyrannical strength, Liang Teng was not only unable to resist, but his face was covered with blood.
"Boss Liang."
Everyone screamed. Their anger was completely detonated. The anger was like a devil, making their minds go blank. Only hatred was left, making them forget everything. They only wanted to fight. They only wanted to resist.
There are too many things in this world that are more important than life. For example, glory and dignity. The last thing they can't afford to lose is their dignity.
"Let him go."
Their angry hearts almost exploded under this torture. Thousands of them rushed towards Mu Huan almost risking their lives. Seeing the ferocious fighting eyes on these young faces, Mu Huan felt very bored. He waved his hand suddenly, and six paths of power suddenly appeared. Thousands of people were shaken away and fell to the ground one by one, vomiting blood.
The next moment, he kicked Liang Teng away. At this moment, the skin on Liang Teng's face was dripping with blood, but his eyes were cold and hateful. Like a wild beast, also like Long Chen. He has been there all his life. I will never forget today's humiliation. It was caused by his incompetence.
"Boss Liang."
With tears in their eyes, everyone surrounded Liang Teng.
"I'm fine."
Liang Teng stood firm. Everyone looked at the blood on his face and became even more angry. But they understood their own weakness more deeply.
After teaching them a lesson, Mu Huan was very satisfied. He said solemnly: "You saw it. I didn't give you a chance to refuse. You don't have to lose. And you have to lose miserably. Otherwise, your entire team will be about to lose." Be disbanded. You will be expelled from Slaughter Dragon City. Among them, whoever defeats more than three disciples of my ninth clan. After the end, we will personally greet these people and make them unable to survive or die. Do not doubt it. The truth of what I said is because they simply cannot bear the result. That’s all for today. Despicable idiots, you must remember clearly that this world is in the hands of the strong. When you are still weak. It’s just a piece of shit. Don’t talk about dignity with me. How can you get dignity from a piece of shit?”
Under Mu Huan's voice, the Zhanlong clan gathered together. They were silent. They didn't refute a word. They looked at each other, with deep confusion in their eyes. Mu Huang had the ability to let them encounter such an ending. So for them. It's so desperate...
"Teacher, you are too vulgar." Another tall, sexy and hot girl next to her giggled. Her face was slightly red, showing her noble temperament.
The other person pouted and said: "It's done. Look, you scared these idiots. None of them dared to speak. What can these eighty-three tribes do? I think we really want to take action. There are a thousand of them No one may be able to defeat a hundred of us."
Mu Huan smiled and said: "Let's take precautions before things happen. After all, our goal this time is to hit the top seven. We can't waste too much energy on these little people. Okay, kids, come with me."
Mu Huan looked at Liang Teng and the others fiercely, then turned around and left in a swagger. Their eyes did not look at Liang Teng and the others again.
Expected humiliation.
They despise themselves. They humiliate themselves. They do not regard themselves as human beings. They only regard themselves as objects that can be played with and scolded at will.
The War Dragon clan held hands with each other. Their eyes were fixed on the direction Mu Huan and the others left, and they never left.
"Bros."
Liang Teng, whose face was covered with scars and blood, did not show any pain. He gritted his teeth and said, "Today, I understand a truth better."
Only then did everyone look at him.
He swallowed his saliva and said word for word: "He is right. We are indeed shit..."
Everyone was a little puzzled.
Then he bit his lip and continued: "That's because we have endured so many potential martial arts battles. This is nothing but bullshit. But there is one thing he said wrong. Even bullshit has dignity. No matter how despicable we are, we cannot let them trample on us. I, Liang Teng, will make them pay with blood."
He doesn't talk much. To be able to say so is already pretty good.
But everyone was still excited.
They share common ideals and beliefs.
Pang Hong waved his arms and said loudly: "That's right. Even if it means death, so what? Do we still want to live like this like a loser? Then life has any meaning. We are called the War Dragon Clan. We want to fight. We want others to give us the respect we deserve. We can no longer let others step on us."
Those humiliations and injustices are like bugs sitting in their hearts, making them extremely uncomfortable. Young people should not be like this.
For a moment, they all raised their arms.
"This time. Are we going to give in?"
"This time, are we going to be clowns and let a group of weaklings drive us off the ring?"
"No. Absolutely not."
Luo Yan suddenly thought of Long Chen.
She said: "Even if the master cannot come back, we still have to learn from him and live as proudly as him."
"Yes."
"Then, kill them. Ninth clan. Brothers, as long as we defeat them, we will create a myth. We will be the new ninth clan. The first ten clans."
As long as you defeat one clan, you can get their title first, and the ninth clan will be reduced to the tenth clan, or even later.
The title of the Ninth Clan makes them feel like exploding.
That day, they will all be furious.
Then, waiting for the most important battle in their lives to begin.
It was a battle to defend dignity. They had no regrets.
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