Super Star Martial Arts

Haha, my son is finally here.

Dugu Yilong laughed and stepped forward quickly.

This appearance is really dreamy, absolutely magnificent, far beyond imagination.

He was sure that with the support of the Ye family's luxury cars, the way his son appeared today would be deeply imprinted in the minds of countless poor people.

Father, this is Mr. Ye Xiang, the general manager of Yongxing Hotel.

Duguque introduced a middle-aged man in Tang suit who had just stepped out of a luxury car.

Yongxing Hotel is an industry owned by the Ye family, one of the five major families.

Being able to become the general manager, this Ye Xiang is at least the middle-level core figure of the Ye family.

Dugu Yilong was shocked and immediately said respectfully, Mr. Ye, I am honored to take the time to come.

Even though he is a local emperor in the slums, he has to be careful when facing the middle-level core figures of the five major families.

You don't have to be formal when you sit in the restaurant, Dugu. Your son and I are friends.

Ye Xiang is of medium build, with short hair and no beard, and a professional smile on his face, saying, I was invited to come here to host this arena battle because I want to witness with my own eyes that Dugu Xiaoyou won the first place in the ghetto combat power list.

Dugu Yilong was overjoyed.

Isn't this stable?

He immediately seized the opportunity and immediately announced Ye Xiang's identity to everyone in the square.

Ye family? !

The masters of the other major societies all changed their colors.

Chen Wenxian, the general manager of Leihuo Club, looked gloomy and seemed to be weighing something.

Wu Potian, the president of the Dragon Fang Society, seemed to have the light of a sword passing by as he opened and closed his eyes.

Are you going to host it?

Wu Tengkong couldn't help but retorted loudly, Let an outsider preside over the Martial Arts Arena battle in the slums? This is against the rules.

rule?

Ye Xiang looked at the young man, with a hint of ridicule on his lips, and said calmly, The words of the Ye family are the rules.

Wu Tengkong was not angry and said loudly, You are Dugu Queqing?

How can the person who comes here be the host? Who knows if you will be selfish.

Ye Xiang's face suddenly turned cold, with a trace of killing intent flashing in his eyes, and he said in a cold voice, If I understand correctly, you, a humble native dog, are you questioning the Ye family?

What's wrong with my questioning...

Wu Tengkong was young and energetic, and wanted to say something loudly.

Back off.

Wu Potian reacted very quickly and pulled his son back.

Then he slightly cupped his hands and said calmly, In that case, it's up to Manager Ye to help.

Ye Xiang sneered and said, You know the truth.

Seeing this scene, Li Xiaofei frowned nervously.

Are all the members of the five major families so powerful and domineering?

Just a small hotel manager makes the slum bosses so afraid.

This was Li Xiaofei's first contact with people outside the slums.

His impression of the Ye family, one of the five major families, was very bad.

At the same time, Li Xiaofei also realized deeply for the first time that the so-called slum forces were really only at the bottom of Liuhe Base City.

The five major families are the real holders of the right to speak in Base City.

It seems that being the king of the slums is just a frog in the well.

If you want to become a truly strong person, you have to broaden your horizons.

Li Xiaofei had a new idea in his mind.

Soon, it was time for the Martial God Arena battle.

The battle in the Martial God Arena begins, please both parties take the stage.

Ye Xiang's voice sounded.

Under the influence of the Xingli loudspeaker, thousands of people in the entire Memorial Square could hear clearly.

In the strong wind and yellow sand, Wu Potian shook his shoulders and removed the black robe on his upper body.

He took off his cloak and stepped onto the ten-meter-high steel arena step by step.

Fighting in the ring is a traditional way for slum gangs to resolve disputes.

Represents the sacred glory of warriors.

As for Wu Potian, who is number one on the combat power list, he has experienced ninety-nine battles, big and small, and won ninety-nine times since his debut.

Today's battle is his hundredth battle.

As he walked up the steps step by step, it was as if the king of the battlefield was patrolling his territory.

In the eyes of many warriors in the slums, this skinny little old man is the invincible god of war in the slums.

Countless adoring eyes focused on Wu Potian.

And at this time——

boom!

Like a giant praying mantis, Dugu Que ejected from the spot, flew twenty meters into the air, and then landed heavily on the ring.

The huge Martial God Arena, made of nine hundred and ninety-nine black steel pillars welded together, seemed to tremble at this moment.

The two masters stood opposite each other.

Old man, let's experience the feeling of being in the Martial God Arena.

You'll never get another chance.

Today, your hundredth battle, I will personally crush your glory.

After this battle, there will be no more Wu Potian and no Dragon Tooth Society in the slums.

Dugu Que grinned and stared at Wu Potian.

It was like a vicious jackal staring at its prey.

call out!

The sound of breaking through the air sounded instantly.

Without a word of nonsense, Wu Potian took action directly.

His body seemed to turn into a breeze, passing a distance of ten meters, and was in front of Dugu Que in an instant.

A bit of scarlet cold light appeared on Wu Potian's right hand.

He slashed at Dugu Que's neck.

Haha, good time.

Dugu Que laughed wildly, and a scimitar popped out from the light armor on his arm.

The blade cuts horizontally.

Clang!

Gold and iron echo.

Fire sputtered.

Two figures passed each other.

Dugu Que looked at his titanium scimitar.

There is already a gap as big as a bean on it.

He looked at the crimson dagger in Wu Potian's hand again and said with a smile, Is this the Dragon Tooth Sword? The most treasured treasure of the Dragon Tooth Society? According to rumors, the weapon made of the teeth of the earth dragon is indeed sharp, but It will be mine soon.”

Wu Potian said nothing.

The strong wind blew up the light red loose outer robe, outlining his skinny body.

At this time, Wu Potian looked like a skinny dwarf compared to Dugu Que, who was 1.9 meters tall.

But the aura exuding from him made no one dare to underestimate him.

Those eyes that looked old and cloudy, opened and closed, scrutinizing the opponent like an eagle preying on prey.

call out!

The next moment, Wu Potian took action again.

This time the speed is still very fast.

The naked eyes of many people around him could barely capture Wu Potian's figure.

Li Xiaofei narrowed his eyes slightly, feeling very surprised.

This should be some kind of physical combat skill?

Ranked first in the slum combat power list, there is indeed something to be said for it.

Not to mention anything else, this set of body skills alone is enough to remain invincible.

Ding ding ding.

The dense sound of gold and iron echoed again.

Swords clash.

The two masters were fighting hand to hand, and the battle became fierce.

A new pure day begins.

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