Chapter 709: The Invitation of the Panlong Tribe
"Who are you to speak with me?" Long Aotian looked at Wang Ying with a cold and arrogant face.
"He was my sister and I teacher. "Cold smoke judo.
Long Aotian, who was originally a little angry, smiled slightly when he heard this, and said quietly: "Since you are my fiancΓ©e's teacher, you can also be regarded as an elder, and if the elder wants to look at the marriage contract, Long will naturally not refuse." β
As soon as Long Aotian finished speaking, someone behind him immediately strolled to his side. The so-called marriage contract was respectfully handed over to him, and then, Long Aotian held the marriage contract high in front of everyone: "Everyone can see clearly, Long and Han Yanrou Han Yanqing do have a marriage contract, since there is a marriage contract, the Han Yanrou sisters must abide by it." β
His paper marriage contract immediately caused a commotion.
Wang Ying's eyes narrowed slightly, and the corners of his mouth outlined a hint of coldness, but he still smiled: "Long Aotian, I'm old and can't see clearly, can you show me and the dean the marriage contract in your hand?"
Long Aotian also sneered, but he didn't shirk it, and directly ordered someone to hand over the marriage contract to Wang Ying's hands.
The people around him were holding their breath, if this marriage contract was true, then wouldn't Long Aotian be able to justifiably rob people?
This is detrimental to the reputation of Tsinghua Academy.
Tsinghua Academy and others, who still had all kinds of competition, faintly felt a little anger in their hearts after seeing Long Aotian's arrogant posture, and they all stared at Long Aotian with the same hatred, hoping that the dean's attitude could be tougher.
The next moment, the expressions of everyone present were all stunned, and they all felt very relieved in their hearts, and the expressions on the faces of Long Aotian and the others instantly froze there.
Because Wang Ying, who took over the so-called marriage letter, didn't even look at it, but directly tore the marriage letter to shreds in front of everyone, so that everyone didn't react.
"Okay, since the marriage book is gone, then, you have nothing to do with Yanrou Yanqing, let's prepare for a competition. Wang Ying's expression remained unchanged, and the light and breezy manner made the corners of Long Aotian's mouth twitch suddenly.
"Presumptuous!"
At this moment, beside Long Aotian, an extremely terrifying aura rushed towards Wang Ying, clearly the breath of a strong man in the Martial Emperor Realm.
Immediately following, I saw Bai Yulin beside Wang Ying wave his big hand, easily dissolving the pressure.
"What kind of thing are you, and you dare to tear up the marriage book of the young master of my family on the spot?" The Martial Emperor Realm powerhouse's eyes were like swords, and his cold gaze looked directly at Wang Ying, and he roared angrily.
And Long Aotian also felt that his face was gloomy.
He has grown so big, and no one has ever dared to be so presumptuous in front of him.
But after all, this is not the Panlong tribe, but someone else's territory, no matter how arrogant Long Aotian is, he also knows how to judge the real situation.
Even though there was fire in his heart, Long Aotian forcibly endured it, and said with a cold smile: "My Panlong tribe and the Han family are already preparing for the wedding, which is a well-known thing, therefore, this paper marriage contract has become dispensable, even if you tear it apart, it will not change the fact that we are about to get married." β
Although Long Aotian was neither humble nor arrogant, he already had killing intent in his eyes, and there seemed to be a killing aura on his body that swept out, and he rushed straight to Wang Ying.
"Since you are the teacher of Hanyan Soft and Hanyanqing, then, I will come to meet you!"
"Who gave you the courage to challenge me?" Wang Ying said indifferently: "Challenge me, you are not worthy!"
"Don't you dare?" As he spoke, Long Aotian took a strong step, his momentum soared, staring at Wang Ying's young face, and said coldly.
He didn't believe that in Dongzhou, there were still people with stronger talent than him, and the so-called teacher in front of him didn't seem to be much older than him.
But he could feel that when Wang Ying looked at him, there was a deep contempt in his bones, which made his fighting intent and killing intent more and more intense.
This person is really presumptuous!
As if thinking of something, Long Aotian's breath slowly calmed down, and said coldly: "Okay, don't talk about these useless things, I'll fight with your so-called strongest freshman first, and then fight with you!"
"I will make you people from Tsinghua Academy realize how rubbish you are!"
"In view of the fact that your cultivation is too low, we will all suppress the realm to the same level as you, otherwise some people will have to say that the competition is not fair. β
Hearing this, Wang Ying's eyes narrowed slightly.
The cultivation of the five people of Long Aotian has at least reached the realm of Martial Venerable, even if the cultivation is suppressed to the same realm as the other party, but the combat experience and the use of supernatural powers and the like are not beyond the reach of people who have never stepped into the realm of Martial Venerable.
Therefore, the competition seems to be fair, but in fact, the other party takes a big advantage.
"Wolf howling sky, invite Li Yuanhao of Tsinghua Academy!" A young man from the Panlong tribe with an indifferent expression took a step, his voice was like thunder, and the river rushed to his face.
"Lingyun, invite Wang Yun of the Tsinghua Academy!" said another young man from the Panlong tribe with a calm expression and a faint voice.
"Leng Sheng, invite the violet of Tsinghua Academy. Among the Panlong tribe, the only girl spoke, and her strong figure and rough voice made it easy for people to ignore that she was a woman.
"Long Yi, invite Li Yangtian of Tsinghua Academy. β
"Long Aotian, invite Yang Hao of Tsinghua Academy. β
The last voice was Long Aotian.
Obviously, before the arrival of the Panlong Tribe, they had investigated all the people in the seed team of the Tsinghua Academy and directly called out their names, but they seemed to have omitted the strange idea of Wang Ying.
The five figures spoke one after another, their momentum was powerful, and in an instant, a strong aura rolled out, full of fighting spirit.
"Tsinghua Academy, do you dare to fight?" Long Aotian shouted domineeringly, his voice echoed in the sky above Tsinghua Academy, and even in the void, it seemed to condense into a powerful battle intent.
In the audience, everyone's eyes were all looking towards Bai Yulin, and their expressions were a little dignified.
But everyone is challenging the door, can they not fight?
"You, are you willing to fight?" Bai Yulin didn't make a decision for the five people, but turned his eyes to look at Yang Hao and the five people, although the other party suppressed the realm, he still had an advantage.
"Fight, why don't you fight?" Yang Hao is the head of the five, the first person in this class of freshmen of Tsinghua Academy, the arrogance in his heart can be imagined, he has long been unaccustomed to Long Aotian's arrogance.
He believed that if the other party's cultivation was suppressed in the realm of half-step martial arts, there was no reason for him to lose.
It's his self-confidence.
I saw Yang Hao take a big step, quickly came to the martial arts platform, waved his big hand, and a spear suddenly appeared in his palm, and the sharp spear looked at Long Aotian with a cold gaze, and directly responded to the battle.
Long Aotian looked at Yang Hao in the ring, his eyes were full of disdain, and he walked slowly towards the ring.
(End of chapter)