Meanwhile.

The ring is officially open.

All Dragon Kingdom martial artists can play, as long as they are above the Battle Supreme.

Although there were many people present, there were not many Zhan Supreme.

A small number of five or six people were waiting for Ye Liang to make the first move.

Only Wang Chusheng and the senior brother of the Wang Family Martial Arts Pavilion were as anxious as ants on a hot pot.

"Master! Why hasn't that Mr. Ye come yet?"

The senior brother said anxiously, "That Western dog is so arrogant, if no one goes up again, it is estimated that he will take the opportunity to mock again!"

"It's really not good, why don't you let me go first!"

"No!" Wang Chusheng stopped and said, "We must wait until Mr. Ye comes before making a decision, if you rush up, you may cause trouble for Mr. Ye!"

"What's more, your cultivation is not enough, even if someone wants to go up, then I will go up!"

The senior brother wanted to say something, but in the ring, the dark-skinned Western warrior opened his mouth and mocked:

"Why, the martial arts of the Dragon Kingdom are so happy, but when it comes to the ring, no one is on the field?"

"Worthy of being a turtle in the Dragon Kingdom! Hahahaha!"

He laughed loudly.

When all the martial artists in the audience heard this, they gritted their teeth one by one, and they were so angry that they wanted to crush the.

"Dog, I'm not a Battle Supreme, but I have the ability to let me go!"

"Fuck, being ridden and taunted! Is the Battle Supreme present dead? Let's get on the field!!"

"That's it! What about Ye Liang, who said very well yesterday? Where are the others?!"

The angry words came into the ears of the Battle Supreme Present.

Their hearts were as uncomfortable as if they were being pinched.

Finally.

The senior brother was the first to take it anymore, clenched his fists, and flew up without saying a word.

"Apprentice, you ......"

Wang Chusheng stretched out his hand to stop it, but he couldn't stop it at all.

I could only watch as the figure of the senior brother flew onto the stage.

"Western dogs! I'll be the first to hit you!"

He said angrily.

The on the stage sneered, and glanced up and down at the senior brother, his expression full of disdain.

"You'd better go down."

He said coldly, "This ring is not a place for you to come up."

This sentence once again caused an uproar in the audience.

"Hehe, whether I'm qualified to come up or not, I have to fight to know!"

Senior Brother sneered and said, "Don't talk nonsense, if you have the guts, hurry up and give me a shot!"

Hear this.

The just smiled faintly and beckoned to the back of the ring.

The next second.

A shadow appeared on the ground beneath his feet.

Bang!!!

A heavy hammer fell from the sky and landed at his feet, instantly smashing a crack in the ring, and smoke and dust scattered in all directions.

The grabbed the handle of the hammer and lifted it up with ease, slung it over his shoulder.

Seeing this scene, the elder brother's eyelids jumped slightly.

This hammer must be as heavy as Mount Tai.

But in the hands of this, it is as light as a feather made of plastic.

It can be seen that this person's strength is absolutely extraordinary.

At the same time as getting the hammer.

A terrifying coercion also emanated from the and spread throughout the audience.

Not only the senior brother, but even the martial artists who watched the play in the audience also felt a sense of suffocation.

"This ...... This breath ......."

"The hammer...... It seems to be a Fidel war hammer in the Western campaign!!

As soon as this remark came out.

In that group of martial artists, it immediately caused a sensation.

Even Wang Chusheng, as well as the senior brother on the stage, couldn't help but shrink their pupils.

Fidel Warhammer, once was

The weapons of the top powerhouses in the West shine in the Western battles, and they are said to weigh as much as a thousand gold, and even ordinary earth supremes cannot wield them.

And this can make it so easy.

At least Wang Chusheng doesn't think he has this ability.

He looked at the senior brother with pity, his eyes full of worry.

In front of this.

He was destined not to even make a move.

As a matter of fact.

Since the moment the Fylated Warhammer appeared.

The senior brother was already suppressed by that powerful suppressive force, and he was almost out of breath.

Not to mention fighting.

His legs are so weak that he can't even move.

"How?"

The smiled and said, "Now, can you do it?"

"Or do you want to escape? It's okay, get out of the ring now, I definitely don't blame you."

The elder brother gritted his teeth.

Although his hands trembled, he still managed to put himself in a fighting position.

"You're not bad."

The corners of the's mouth curled slightly, and he said, "After the fight is over for a while, I will keep you with a whole corpse."

The voice fell.

He jerked up the sledgehammer.

The elder brother raised his spirit and prepared to dodge.

At this critical moment.

A voice sounded from behind them.

"Wait!"

Everyone's eyes suddenly looked over.

I saw that on the empty Tianzi Street, a man was walking slowly.

The person who came was Ye Liang.

Eli sat up from his seat and looked over there with a smile.

"It's finally here."

"Your Excellency." The brown-haired man sneered and said, "He does seem to have some strength, but the one below has a Fidel war hammer in his hand, so he won't be able to beat him."

Eli narrowed his eyes and smiled slightly, noncommittal.

"Who are you?"

The disturbed was obviously a little unhappy, and said coldly, "Even if you want to challenge, you have to put me in the back of the line, and I'll talk about it when I clean up this kid!"

Ye Liang smiled and said, "You have to clean him up, of course you can, don't stop it, anyway, I will clean you up again after you clean him up."

The's face darkened, and he said, "Just because you're still cleaning me up?"

"So I mean, can you make some bets?"

Ye Liang interrupted his voice and said with a smile, "Don't you think this ring is too boring? Even if you people in the Western Empire lose, there will be no punishment."

"You picked this matter, there is no punishment, it must be unreasonable."

"No more nonsense!" The sneered, "If you can win me, my head will be yours!"

Ye Liang said lightly: "It's useless to ask for your head, this plan is rejected, and you are not the person who speaks on your side, let Eli come out and speak!"

The's face sank, and he said in a cold voice, "Boy, you don't seem to have the qualifications to talk to our Lord Eli face to face."

"Kiger."

On the high platform, a dull voice sounded.

"You stand down."

Hear this.

The named Kiger's pupils shrank slightly, and then he retreated to the rear.

Eli slowly rose from his seat.

With the attitude of looking at all beings, he looked at everyone coldly.

His gaze finally fell on Ye Liang.

The icy coldness stabbed at Ye Liang.

But Ye Liang's face did not change, but instead smiled and looked at him directly.

"Mr. Eli."

"What you said is a little inappropriate."

Eli laughed a few times and said, "Those words, indeed

I admit everything I say."

"But Mr. Ye, what you did, do you dare to admit it?"

Ye Liang smiled and said, "I have a clear conscience."