More than ten meters away from the competition ring, the crowd suddenly stirred, because people were there, and Wang Weiyan was missing.

At this moment, Wang Weiyan's face was like white paper, he looked extremely weak, there was a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth, and his right hand was already purple and blue at this time, and it was still trembling, and Wang Weiyan couldn't even stand up at this moment.

He has been seriously injured by Yu Minghong!

Defeated?

Seeing Wang Weiyan, who was seriously injured, the crowd under the ring suddenly fell silent!

How so?

Why did Wang Weiyan, the head of the three talents, lose?

Does it really take His Royal Highness the Crown Prince to defeat this Yu Minghong?

Everyone is confused!

There is even a faint thought in people's hearts, can His Royal Highness the Crown Prince win against Yu Minghong?

"Hahaha! This is the most talented person in your Tianyang Kingdom? What else is the head of the three talents, according to Prince Ben, it is better to be called the head of waste materials! Hahaha!"

In the ring, Yu Minghong looked at Wang Weiyan who fell in the crowd and laughed loudly. Between his arrogant demeanor and words, he was full of disdain for Wang Weiyan and ridicule of Tianyang Kingdom.

This time, the crowd was not roaring anything, and in the face of Ming Hong's arrogance, the crowd was silent, dead silent.

"What bastard is this bastard who didn't close his door and let this idiot out, barking here?"

A lazy voice floated out of the quiet crowd.

"Who? Who said that? Get out of here for Prince Ben!"

Yu Minghong, who was originally proud, was angry at this moment!

I saw him glaring angrily, and kept looking down the stage, trying to find the person who spoke.

Call!

The crowd suddenly dodged a passage, and Yu Minghong immediately glared away, only to see a somewhat frivolous figure appear in his sight.

"It's a small country!"

"Ha! Xiao Guogong is here, this time Yu Minghong is doomed!"

"Little Guogong!"

"Little Guogong!"

"Little Guogong!"

......

Seeing that it was Ye Yiming, the crowd seemed to see hope, and suddenly shouted excitedly.

Seeing this, Ye Yiming was stunned for a moment, and then nodded to everyone with a smile.

I didn't expect this to be quite popular!

Under the shouts of the crowd and Yu Minghong's angry gaze, Ye Yiming walked into the ring unhurriedly.

Looking at Ye Yiming, who was a little leisurely, Yu Minghong said angrily: "You were scolding Prince Ben just now?"

"Scolding you?" Ye Yiming looked at Ye Yiming, who was glaring at him, with a stunned expression.

"Bastard, didn't you say that just now?" Yu Minghong was about to be angry by Ye Yiming's attitude.

"Well, that was said by Ben Da Shao just now, that's right! But Ben Da Shao didn't scold you!" Ye Yiming glanced at Yu Minghong lightly, and saw Yu Minghong's eyes glaring fiercely, looking like he wanted to rush up.

Ye Yiming looked at the crowd under the ring unhurriedly and asked loudly, "Did everyone say that Ben Dashao scolded him just now?"

"Nope!"

The voices of nearly 10,000 people were so neat at this moment, and this sound didn't seem to shake the entire earth, echoing in the sky above Tianyang City, and slowly dissipated after a long time.

The viewing pavilion belonging to Yu Yangguo next to the martial arts ring, a young man who seemed to be the leader, when this young man saw the crowd echoing Ye Yiming like this, his brows couldn't help frowning, and he asked.

"Who is this man?"

"Back to the third prince, this person should be Ye Yiming, the grandson of the Duke of Wuguo of Tianyang Kingdom. A man dressed as an attendant replied.

It turned out that this person was Yu Mingtao, the second prince of Yu Yangguo.

"Ye Yiming, is that Ye Yiming, who was originally a waste material, and only recently began to appear, that Ye Yiming, who is known as the head of the four gentlemen in Tianyang City?" Yu Mingtao frowned again, as if he thought of who Ye Yiming was, and said with some understanding.

"Yes, Your Highness!"

"Heh, interesting!" Yu Mingtao smiled lightly, then turned his gaze back to the ring, and didn't say anything more.

Originally, a few people next to him wanted to say something, but it can be seen that Yu Mingtao didn't mean to speak, and he didn't say anything more, but continued to look at the ring.

In the ring, looking at the echo of the crowd, Ye Yiming smiled lightly, glanced at Yu Minghong, and said with a smile: "See, the eyes of the masses are bright, so you have been wronged!"

Coax!

When the crowd under the ring heard Ye Yiming say this, they all laughed out loud.

Ha! It's really worthy of a small country, this time, I finally suppressed it, and Yu Minghong's arrogance gave us a bad breath.

Look at how arrogant he is now!

"Damn, you're looking for death. ”

Originally, Yu Minghong was a little shocked by the echoes of everyone before, but when he heard Ye Yiming say this, and saw the crowd's ridicule at him, Yu Minghong couldn't hold back anymore, yelled at Ye Yiming angrily, and then shouted again and rushed towards Ye Yiming.

"Die!"

Call!

A powerful momentum erupted from Yu Minghong's body, with this momentum, there was a heavy sense of oppression in the air, and Yu Minghong's body was even more vigorous, stirring up invisible ripples in mid-air, wanting to swing around.

And Yu Minghong's right hand was clenched into a fist at this moment, and a powerful aura surrounded the fist, after Yu Minghong blasted out against Ye Yiming, this punch had a great friction with the air, and made a huge sound of breaking the air, as if it was going to tear the space, and blasted towards Ye Yiming.

The crowd under the ring saw that Yu Minghong's punch was so powerful, and they couldn't help but start worrying about Ye Yiming.

Can Xiao Guogong catch this punch?

However, in the face of such a powerful punch from Ming Hong, Ye Yiming didn't even mean to dodge.

At this moment, Ye Yiming looked at Yu Minghong who was rushing over, his eyes were full of contempt, and it was not until Yu Minghong approached that Ye Yiming took a step forward and raised his right hand is palm.

With this palm, Ye Yiming used a bloody slash move, the speed was extremely amazing, as fast as lightning in Ming Hong's shocked gaze, bypassing his attack and slapping him in the face fiercely.

"Smack!"

"Bang!"

Under the shocked gaze of everyone, Ye Yiming gave Yu Minghong a slap fiercely, and then everyone saw that Yu Minghong, who was as strong as a tiger a moment ago, was like a kite with a broken string, flying upside down, and finally fell into the ring.

One move! One slap!

Yu Minghong is defeated!

Yu Mingtao, who was in the Viewing Pavilion, shrank his pupils sharply at this moment, and his heart was extremely shocked!

The seventh brother lost?

As for the others, this moment was like a wood carving, motionless!

They were all stupefied!

Wow!

The crowd under the ring was silent at first, but after a while, it erupted in cheers like a tsunami!

"The little country is mighty!"

"The little country is mighty!"

"The little country is mighty!"

finally defeated the arrogant Yu Minghong, and Xiao Guogong was really powerful.

Cheers ebb and fall with each other, and the crowd is plunged into surprise. If Old Man Ye was present at this moment, then his hometown would definitely be there, and he would have curled his beard and said with joy, 'Look at this is my grandson!'

At this moment, in the ring, Yu Minghong, who fell to the ground, was full of disbelief.

How so?

It's a pity that no one has helped him answer his doubts.

After staying for a while, Yu Minghong was finally completely awakened by the pain on his face. But after sobering up, the anger in Yu Minghong's heart burst out uncontrollably.

Did I lose? And I lost so badly?

Thinking that he was slapped to the ground by Ye Yiming, Yu Minghong felt extremely ashamed in his heart, and then his eyes when he looked at Ye Yiming were full of hatred.

"Damn, you dare to humiliate Prince Ben like this, you are looking for death!" Yu Minghong roared angrily, got up from the ground, and rushed towards Ye Yiming again.

"How can this be said that Ben Da Shao humiliated you?" Ye Yiming pretended to be surprised, and then lightly flashed Yu Minghong who rushed towards him, and sighed: "Alas! Actually, this can't be blamed on Ben Da Shao! Who called you so weak!"

"Ah!" Ye Yiming's words made Yu Minghong even more angry, and Yu Minghong, who was extremely angry, began to rush towards Ye Yiming like a crazy person.

A trace of anger flashed in Ye Yiming's eyes, thinking of the scene when he first came to see his cousin Wang Weiyan and was shot away by him, Ye Yiming's anger towards Minghong skyrocketed.

This guy not only beat his brother who played since he was a child, but he also beat his cousin in front of him to a serious injury, and now it's time for you to pay the price.

"Smack!"

Ye Yiming's right hand waved again, and this time, Yu Minghong's left cheek was also slapped by Ye Yiming.

Call!

Ye Yiming's slap directly made Yu Minghong turn around several times before falling to the ground.

What a joy!

Everyone under the ring saw that Ye Yiming gave Yu Minghong another slap, and their hearts were extremely comfortable.

Let you be arrogant, let you be rampant, let you have no one in your eyes!

Look, now you've met your opponent!

Hmph, if you dare to underestimate the people of our Tianyang Kingdom, you will have to withstand the wrath of our Tianyang Kingdom.

The excited crowd erupted in cheers again, and at the same time cheering, everyone was red-eyed, eager to go up and slap Yu Minghong a few times.

It was the right face before, but now it is the left face, which makes Yu Minghong completely stunned now!

He Yu Minghong is the seventh prince of the Yang Kingdom, and he has never been slapped since he was a child, but today he was slapped twice in succession, how could this not make him angry?

"Bastard, this prince wants to punish your nine clans!" Yu Minghong, who was extremely angry, glared at Ye Yiming angrily and shouted loudly.

Yu Minghong's roar made the crowd under the ring angry.

Dare to say this sentence of punishing the nine clans in our Tianyang Kingdom, and the object is still Ye Yiming, the grandson of the Duke of Wuguo, are you looking for death?

Everyone didn't agree, this Yu Minghong had reached this point, and he dared to be so arrogant, this couldn't bear it!

"Xiao Guogong taught him a lesson, let him know that this is our Tianyang Kingdom, not their Yuyang Kingdom!" the crowd suddenly shouted, and then everyone began to echo it.

"Yes, Xiao Guogong will teach him a lesson!

"Teach him a lesson!"

"Teach him a lesson!"

"Teach him a lesson!"

......

Punish my nine clans?

So arrogant?

Ye Yiming's eyes narrowed, and he sneered in his heart.

Then, everyone saw Ye Yiming flying forward and coming to Yu Minghong.

"You...... What are you going to do?" Ye Yiming's actions startled Yu Minghong, and he stammered a little scared.

Do?

Ye Yiming didn't answer, just sneered, and then stretched out his hands, and immediately began to greet Yu Minghong, whose face was already a little swollen.

"Bang Bang!"

Loud slaps, that's one after another!

Arrogant with me?

That big young man will be arrogant to the end!