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"Furthermore." Jian Yiling replied briefly.

"Good!" Feng Wei responded with a smile.

The way the two communicated really resembled the older sister and her younger brother.

Many people in the Loyalty League now think in their hearts that they are now starting to figure out how to behave in front of their young grandmother, not knowing if it is too late.

Then Feng Wei sat down next to Jian Yiling and waited for the start of the competition for a while.

Before the beginning, the fat old man said a lot of verses about the rules and origin of the competition.

This rule is handed down hundreds of years ago, so this passage sounds obscure at the moment.

After a while, the competition officially began.

No family sent their own capable men to the competition.

These people showed their amazing strength in the ring.

In the Zhongyi League, people artificially divide the value of human force into four levels: A, B, C, and D.

Someone like Jian Yiling can't even reach Ding.

Those who can represent their own bosses must be above Grade C.

There is also a super first class above first class.

Class A is rare, not to mention Super Class A. After the Wumeng Association has been in place for so many years, there have been more than a dozen that can be rated as Super Class A.

Because the definition of Super A is to be able to defeat all other contestants with an absolute advantage.

This means that this person's force value is completely superior to other people.

Not long after the game started, a strong and handsome figure attracted the attention of the audience.

"Who is this person? Why is it so fierce that three people in a row were kicked off the stage directly by him."

"Which one sent it?"

"I don't know, it's a raw face."

"This person is pretty handsome, I don't know if there is a partner, my daughter is still single now."

"Don't fight with me, my daughter is a little older than yours, and she's still single with no object!"

"What are you doing? This is the Wumenghui of our Loyalty League and it is not your daughter's election meeting."

"It's all the same. Such a good seedling can't be wasted."

"I'll go and kick another one. This person is so fierce, he has to wait for a super armor, right?"

"This is a single person who singles out a group of heroes. In the centuries since the establishment of the Zhongyi League, only a dozen people have had this level."

"Wait first, don't rush to the conclusion, maybe someone else can defeat him. Besides, according to his style of play, he may soon be exhausted and may not be able to make it to the end."

However, an hour passed.

Most of the contestants were beaten down, but the fierce man on the stage did not feel tired at all.

And looking at him, he seemed to be more excited than when he first started.

Jian Yichen mingled in the crowd to watch the battle. Seeing his brother's appearance, he knew that his brother was excited.

His brother hasn't been so open to fight for quite some time, and he should be able to fight enough today.

It's no wonder that his brother agreed to his sister to participate in the competition in one bite.

Jian Yiheng slaughtered the Quartet on the martial arts stage, watching the loyalty alliance boil with blood.

Feng Wei snickered beside him, and by the way, took a moment of silence for Zhai Yunsheng.

With such an uncle, Sheng Ye will have a hard time after marriage.

In the future, Xiao Ling will probably only be widowed and not divorced.

Zhai Yunsheng was not nervous, he had already discussed with Jian Yiheng, and he was not surprised that Jian Yiheng had such a force value.