"The three of them are the three inner geniuses who are legendary about challenging the Indians on behalf of Longmen?"
Huang Shaoqun seemed to remember something, and his voice was a little dry at this moment.
"What? It stands for Longmen to fight against the Indians?"
"These young masters have special missions?"
"The people from the Golden Palace actually want these young masters to be personal instructors for their own selfish interests?"
All around were the doubts of the masses.
And those disciples of the Golden Palace who originally raised the crossbow arrows in their hands were all a little dazed.
As the only martial arts holy place in Wucheng, the Golden Palace, of course, I know that Tianzhu Fan broke the precepts and brought a group of Tianzhu geniuses to challenge Longmen.
And they also knew that the three inner geniuses were released from Longmen.
These three young geniuses who have always been held in their hands and feared that they will fly, and those who hold them in their mouths will be afraid that they will melt.
The purpose is to let them represent Longmen and Daxia to fight against the Indians!
This is a national war!
If anyone dared to move these people before such a national war, let alone the outer disciples of the Golden Palace, even the palace lord of the Golden Palace would be as big as a fight.
Huang Shaoqun shivered even more and subconsciously said, "You are the champion promoted by the Longmen Martial City Branch, Ye Hao!"
Ye Hao said lightly: "You have some knowledge."
The moment he heard Ye Hao's words, Huang Shaoqun's back became soaked.
He stared at Ye Hao tightly, trying to get angry, but his eyes kept twitching again.
Because he knew very well what these four people in front of him represented at this special time node.
Simply put, before the official battle with the Indians, these four people were the heart-to-heart treasures of Longmen.
Anyone who dares to provoke them will be destined to die without a place to bury them.
And the mean woman had a dull expression at this moment.
She never expected that the person she provoked casually had such an identity.
With her character of bullying the weak and fearing the strong, if she had known Ye Hao and others, she would not have dared to come here to be domineering.
"What? Isn't Mr. Huang bullying me?"
Ye Hao stepped forward with a faint expression and reached out to pat Huang Shaoqun's right face.
"I didn't really want to attend this gantry conference at the beginning."
"But someone told me again and again that I should participate."
"They said that as long as I can win the championship at this Longmen Conference, I will be the heir to the Longmen Sect Master, which is the so-called Young Sect Master."
"Below one person, above ten thousand people."
"Last night, when the senior executives of Longmen came to persuade me to lead the team against the Indians, they also told me that no matter what the outcome is, I will be the young sect leader."
"I am a low-key person."
"But if you're going to bully me."
"I might as well carry these things out."
"We can see, it is Niu Bi, the outer disciple of the Golden Palace of the martial arts holy land."
"It's still me, the future heir of Longmen's sect leader, the young sect leader Niu Bi!"
"Of course, you can also think that what I just said is just bluffing you."
"Or the word "Longmen" is worthless in front of your Huang Shaoqun."
"You don't need to give Longmen a face at all."
"But the question is, do you dare?"
Ye Hao's expression was indifferent and his words were cold, but every word was full of unspeakable pressure, which directly made Huang Shaoqun and others dry.