"Hey—"
Ye Zixiao lit a cigarette and shouted towards Jin Dashao, "Isn't the Jin family number one in Longdu? Is this all they've got? If you can't do it, just kneel and surrender. I promise my wife won't kick you."
"Ye Zixiao, go to hell."
Jin Dashao on the other side cursed back.
"I'm talking to you, Young Master Jin. You're truly shameless. You can't even win by cheating, so what are you babbling about here? You're a division commander, at least maintain some image!"
"I'll maintain my grandpa."
"Damn it, you son of a bitch."
"Ye Zixiao, have you got the guts for a one-on-one?"
"One-on-one your ass, are you worthy?" kanδん
"What, you're scared?"
"Scared of your ass, are you worthy?"
"How am I not worthy?"
"Worthy of your ass!"
Ye Zixiao had entered his rogue mode. When it came to cursing, if he didn't unleash his skill, it was one thing, but once he did, he could curse a living person to death. Jin Dashao's silver tongue was no match for him.
"Ye Zixiao, can you stop cursing?"
"You son of a bitch, you started it!"
"Can you stop cursing my mother?"
"Fine, your father, your sister, your grandfather, your grandmother, your ancestors for eighteen generations – pick one for me to curse, or else walk over here, face-to-face, and I'll spit you to death."
"Oh my!"
"So disgusting!"
"Husband, that's enough!"
Jiang Xiaoyao, Tang Keke, and Lin Qingzhu couldn't stand Ye Zixiao's venomous tongue. Didn't they agree to a decisive battle here? They had only fought a few matches, and the real experts hadn't even appeared yet, so how did it turn into a shouting match?
"Young Master Jin, go to hell!"
Ye Zixiao still seemed unsatisfied.
"Damn it, stop cursing!"
Jin Dashao was almost cursed to death. He stomped his feet in fury and walked closer to the Eight Dragon Kings, gritting his teeth and saying, "Esteemed elders, isn't it about time? Should you be making your move?"
"Alright, I'll go first."
"Old Gao, I'll accompany you."
Gao Ye, ranked eighth among the Eight Dragon Kings, stood up. Zhao Ye, ranked seventh, followed closely. The two were good friends and decided to face Ye Zixiao's men together.
The Eight Dragon Kings each had their own businesses and influence. They weren't exactly subordinates of the Jin family; they were mostly there due to business dealings with the Jin family or out of respect for their power.
They actually didn't want to fight.
But things had come to this, and they couldn't back down.
The higher their rank, the higher their pride, and they wouldn't act rashly. Old Seven and Old Eight were ranked the lowest. Although they didn't want to fight, they had no choice; otherwise, the Jin family would turn hostile if they continued to sit around.
"Lord Zhao, take care of them."
"Lord Gao, it's up to you."
"Oh, let's just play around!"
"Ye Zixiao is just a thug!"
Seeing Old Seven and Old Eight stand up, the First to Sixth Lords all spoke. Their tones were light and airy, clearly still looking down on Ye Zixiao and not believing for a moment that Old Seven and Old Eight would be defeated.
They were all above Divine King level!
They were all battle-hardened veterans!
A mere Ye Zixiao was not to be feared.
"Ye Zixiao, you're all dead."
Jin Dashao yelled ferociously.
"Damn, you dog!"
Ye Zixiao pursed his lips and lit a cigarette.
Just as the Eight Dragon Kings disdained Ye Zixiao, Ye Zixiao equally disdained them. Seeing Old Seven and Old Eight walk onto the plaza, Ye Zixiao finished his cigarette and looked up, walking forward with his hands behind his back.
"Where are you going?"
"Are you going up?"
Jiang Xiaoyao and Tang Keke asked simultaneously.
"Ah, it's my turn to go!"
Ye Zixiao replied without turning his head.
"You're the boss!"
"You should be the final act!"
"Junior brother, should I go?"
"Boss, let me."
Jiang Xiaoyao and Tang Keke quickly caught up.
"Okay, you guys go ahead!"
Ye Zixiao suddenly turned around and walked back.
"What the heck?"
"So readily?"
"Junior brother, aren't you going to hold back?"
"Have you no shame?"
Jiang Xiaoyao and Tang Keke were dumbfounded.
"What's wrong?"
Ye Zixiao looked innocently confused and said, "You're right. I am the boss, and I should be the final act. Besides, you yourselves volunteered to go. Should I refuse you?"
"Hmph!"
"Pah!"
Jiang Xiaoyao and Tang Keke rolled their eyes repeatedly.
But they still walked forward.
Seeing two beauties step onto the stage, Old Seven and Old Eight exchanged glances. Of course, they also wanted to fight beautiful women, but their status was too high, so they had to put on an expression of displeasure.
"Ye Zixiao, what's your intention?"
"Are you planning to be a coward forever?"
"Go back and tell him to come and fight."
"We never hit women."
Old Seven and Old Eight's voices were loud, appearing to be gentlemen, but in reality, they were just putting on a show for the onlookers. They acted as if they didn't want to fight women, but their eyes never left the two beautiful women before them.
"Dragon Kings?"
"Are you guys so fierce?"
Jiang Xiaoyao and Tang Keke asked.
"Beauties, what do you mean?"
"In bed?"
"Hahaha..."
"Go back, I'm a bit reluctant to kill you."
Old Seven and Old Eight lowered their voices, but revealed their shameless side. Despite their age, upon seeing rare beauties, they couldn't suppress their beastly desires.
"Heh!"
"Hehehe!"
Jiang Xiaoyao and Tang Keke exchanged glances.
The next second, the two beauties leaped simultaneously.
Two fair and tender fists shot out with a powerful killing intent, as if burning with flames. From top to bottom, they struck towards Old Seven and Old Eight's heads.
Old Seven and Old Eight were, after all, Dragon Kings.
Instinctively, they retreated backward simultaneously.
Jiang Xiaoyao and Tang Keke's fists missed, but they didn't hesitate. As soon as their feet landed, they leaped up again, using the same moves and force to throw their second punches simultaneously.
"Hmph!"
"Seeking death!"
Old Seven and Old Eight no longer retreated.
They simultaneously raised their fists to meet the attack head-on...
Puff!
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Two muffled sounds exploded, creating two waves of energy. Jiang Xiaoyao and Tang Keke simultaneously performed backflips. After landing, they held hands and retreated two steps, quickly steadying themselves.
Looking at Old Seven and Old Eight.
They also retreated two steps.
They endured the intense pain in their fists and exchanged glances, both showing expressions of disbelief. After this exchange of blows, they were horrified to discover that these two beauties were super masters?!
"Divine Kings?"
"Goddess Kings?"
"This is impossible!"
"They're too young!"
Old Seven and Old Eight exclaimed instinctively.
"Stop the nonsense."
"Die!"
Jiang Xiaoyao and Tang Keke, with charming smiles on their faces, appeared very casual but no longer delayed. They used the same moves and punched again.
"Still using this move?"
"Is it interesting?"
Old Seven and Old Eight were somewhat bored.
But they had to take another punch.
However, what they didn't expect was that in the previous punch, Jiang Xiaoyao and Tang Keke had both used fifty percent of their strength, but in this punch, they both used one hundred percent of their strength.
Bang!
Bang!
The muffled sounds turned into explosions.
The waves of energy turned into mist of blood.
Old Seven and Old Eight's fists, as if hit by grenades, instantly turned into a pile of bloody pulp. Not only were their fists blown apart, but half of their arms were also gone.
On the other hand, Jiang Xiaoyao and Tang Keke.
They only felt their hands hurt.
Why was the contrast so great?
Because Jiang Xiaoyao and Tang Keke appeared to be at the Divine King level, but in reality, they were already close to the Heavenly God level. However, ascending to Heavenly God was still very difficult.
But.
Beautiful women close to Heavenly God fighting Divine Kings.
If it wasn't a complete stomp, killing them was definitely not a problem.
And in this punch, the two beautiful women who were close to Heavenly God used their full strength. It was natural for the fists of the two Divine Kings who hadn't used their full strength to be blown apart.