"Ye Zixiao, fuck you..."
"Hey, hey, hey, I say, Young Master Jin, I suggest you stop showing off. It's not too late to curse me after you win. Also, when it comes to cursing, I'm your ancestor."
"Aren't you too arrogant?"
"Yes, I've always been this arrogant."
"Alright, this young master doesn't want to waste any more words with you. You're the outsider. Tell me how you want to fight. One-on-one is fine, or all of you ganging up on me is fine. Whatever you wish, so no one can say I bullied you."
"Okay, then let's have a one-on-one first!"
"No problem, wait for your death!"
Young Master Jin finished speaking and turned to walk back.
Ye Zixiao also retreated to his own side.
"Brother Xiao, what's the situation?"
Leng Shao was the first to excitedly come forward.
"Junior Brother, how should we fight?"
"Boss, let me go!"
"Husband, I want to fight too."
Jiang Xiaoyao, Tang Keke, and Lin Qingzhu, these three beautiful women were also a bit excited. After all, this was a battle concerning Ye Zixiao's honor. Although their side had fewer people, they couldn't lose in terms of momentum.
Therefore.
Ye Zixiao's side.
Everyone was flexing their muscles.
"One-on-one first, then a group fight. No matter how we fight, we will definitely win in the end. So, who goes first or last doesn't matter. The only requirement is not to overexert yourself; if you can't win, just run."
Ye Zixiao appeared to be smiling.
But his words were serious.
"I'll go first!"
Leng Shao, with his neck stiffened, walked out.
Ye Zixiao smiled, and the three beautiful women also smiled. They all knew Leng Shao's combat strength. Although he wasn't a top expert on this occasion, he was perfectly fine to lead the charge.
Because the opposing side.
Would not likely send out their top experts at the beginning.
In such competitions, the earlier fighters were usually weaker, and the stronger experts were saved for last. So Leng Shao knew his limits. If he went first, he might win; if he went later, he would only be beaten.
"Who dares to kill me?"
Leng Shao shouted arrogantly.
"Who is he?"
"What's his level?"
"He looks like an average fighter!"
"Ye Zixiao really doesn't have many people."
Upon seeing Leng Shao, who looked like a reckless youth, the crowd instantly exploded. Although Leng Shao was currently at the Martial King level, he looked rough and unpolished, and didn't seem like a strong fighter at all.
Did Ye Zixiao sending out a reckless youth in the first round mean he had no one else to use?
"Damn!"
Young Master Jin showed a look of disdain.
"Just this?"
"Brother, is this a way to disgust us?"
Sitting on wheelchairs, Young Master Jin the second and Young Master Jin the third, although one was now a eunuch and the other crippled, seeing Leng Shao as the first opponent, they also revealed expressions of contempt.
The three young masters of the Jin family.
All recognized Leng Shao.
In the eyes of the Jin family, Leng Shao was just a dog of Ye Zixiao. If it came down to a real fight, this guy was nothing. Therefore, the Jin family was confident they could win the first round no matter how they fought.
"Who will go and kill him for me?"
Young Master Jin began to make his selection.
"Tch!"
"Are you crazy!"
"I'm not in the mood right now."
"Heh heh..."
The eight Great Dragon Kings sitting on their chairs were all looking disdainful. They were all renowned super experts, and none of them would fight a nobody like a reckless youth.
Even winning would be shameful!
"What's going on? Who's going?"
Young Master Jin raised his voice in dissatisfaction.
"Young Master, I'll go."
"Young Master, let me."
"I guarantee I'll kill him."
Seeing that the eight Great Dragon Kings were not in the mood, the Jin family's henchmen and retainers spoke up. Some minor leaders at the Martial General and Martial King levels clamored forward, wanting to seize this opportunity to gain recognition.
After all, everyone knew Leng Shao was just average.
Defeating him should not be difficult.
"Who dares to kill me? Who dares to kill me?"
Leng Shao seemed to have transformed into Wei Yan from the Three Kingdoms, hands behind his back, strutting around the square with great arrogance, shouting, "Damn it, who dares to come and kill me? Are all of the Jin family useless?"
"I'll kill you."
Suddenly, a woman's angry roar sounded.
Before Young Master Jin could give an order, the woman who had spoken flew up. Taking two steps and then three, she rushed straight towards Leng Shao. This woman was wearing a camisole and a short skirt, her face heavily made up, and her expression was very seductive.
"Hahahaha, good, good!"
Young Master Jin laughed with satisfaction.
Because this was one of his women.
Although she wasn't very good at fighting, she should be able to defeat Leng Shao. While this first round wasn't important, face was. Defeating Leng Shao with a woman would be a slap in the face to Ye Zixiao.
"Damn, a beauty!"
Leng Shao instantly became lewd.
"Kid, what's your name?"
The short-skirted beauty asked arrogantly.
"Brother, I'm called Leng Shao. What's your name?"
"Yao'er!"
"Hmm, you're quite flirtatious!"
"What did you say?"
"I said you're appealing!"
"Appealing how?"
"Flirtatious appeal."
"I'll kill you..."
Yao'er, who had been feeling pleased, was quickly enraged by Leng Shao. She didn't use any weapons but raised her small fists and attacked with eight parts of her strength.
Leng Shao was a Martial King.
Yao'er was also a Martial King.
Logically speaking, it wouldn't be easy for them to determine a winner. Even a man against a woman, it would be difficult for Leng Shao to defeat a female Martial King in a short time, unless the female Martial King exposed a flaw.
Now.
Yao'er's flaw had appeared.
She was enraged.
Her mind was in disarray!
"Kill you, you son of a bitch!"
Yao'er rapidly punched towards Leng Shao.
"Heh heh heh, you're truly flirtatious!"
Leng Shao didn't engage directly but kept dodging. He would occasionally take a punch or two, but he didn't care. He continued to provoke her with his words while circling around Yao'er.
"Oh my, good skin! Ooh ooh, you're quite well-endowed... Come, come, come into brother's arms, fuck... Don't curse anymore. Fighting is fighting, cursing is wrong."
Leng Shao was truly detestable!
Base, shameless, and vulgar – these words described him!
After this maneuver, Yao'er managed to land a few punches on Leng Shao, but they were all superficial and didn't cause him any harm. However, Leng Shao's provocations had made Yao'er so angry that she was close to biting off her own tongue.
"Can you stop running?"
Yao'er, panting heavily, roared in anger.
"What's wrong, darling? Are you really angry?"
Leng Shao finally stopped in front of Yao'er.
"Can you still fight?"
"Yes, fight!"
"Can we have a straightforward fight?"
"Any fight is fine."
"What do you mean?"
"Hahahahaha..."
Leng Shao's expression was extremely lewd. He took two steps forward and actually lifted Yao'er's chin, saying, "Little girl, how about this, let's make an agreement first. If you lose, you come with me."
"Go with you, for what?"
Yao'er was a bit dazed for a moment.
"Brother will take you to the woods."
"The woods? Die!"
Realizing she was being teased, Yao'er roared and attacked again. Due to her extreme anger, her mind was completely in chaos, and the force of her attacks became erratic.
Leng Shao waited for this moment.
Seeing Yao'er trembling with rage, Leng Shao unleashed his most professional "turtle boxing." He didn't use the martial arts taught by Ye Zixiao but employed the simplest street-fighting methods.
After a chaotic barrage of blows...
Yao'er's stomach was hit several times.
"Wait a moment!"
Yao'er, clutching her stomach, bent over and raised her hand.
"What is it, darling?"
Leng Shao asked, his hands in his pockets with a scummy grin.
"Can you fight according to the moves?"
"This is my set of moves!"
"Turtle boxing?"
"Don't care what it's called, as long as I win."
After saying this, Leng Shao took the initiative to attack.