The Strongest Sect of All Times

Chapter 239: My Disciple Is Cruel, too

King Chang smiled. “We go fast, you walk slowly, how can you block the way? Besides, if you don't yell to stop, we will enter the city now, let alone block your way. ”

This explanation makes sense and is perfectly free of problems.

But all the forces darkly thought, this foreign county Iron Bone faction has yet to see, do you have a problem with the Master of the Beast Gate? No, make it quick. Don't you want to get in trouble?

Hey.

Those who come out of the remote parts of the country are powerless.

The Master of the Beast Gate did not expect the other party to explain this, so he faintly said: "Ben Xiao's black leather leopard is a little brutal. If you two step forward and provoke it, if you are eaten by a bite, you can die unjustly. ”

If it's the higher gatekeepers of the county, it's natural to give face.

But an eighth-class sect, coming to Pingyang County boundaries, must teach him to be human.

“Turns out it's for our own good. ”

"'Thank you very much,' said King Chang. 'We'll see you soon. ”

Take the night stars to the gates of the city.

The young master's gaze sparked anger.

The black-skinned leopard with the master's heart walked after the past.

Instead of attacking, it opens its mouth and intends to send a roar to deter the first two human beings.

But.

Haven't started roaring yet!

The night stars suddenly turned around and a burst of fists burst into the air.

“Boom!”

Straight to the side of the face.

This punch was as powerful as eating a toaster's muscle. The black-skinned leopard retreated more than a dozen steps back, finally softening his limbs and lying on the ground on the spot.

The main body of Shaw Gate rolled down unbalanced, full of dust to speak of, and was very wretched.

“Young Master! ”

The disciples rushed past.

All the forces at the gates of the city stared at each other.

Oh, my God!

That seems like only seventeen or eight teenagers, punch the black leopard of the peak martial artist on the ground, so powerful!

That's not the point. The point is, he dared to attack the horseman's mount. This is old birthday star hanging tired!

“Stars. ”

"'How could you do that?" said Jung-chun with a smile. ”

The night star retracted his fist and said faintly: “The disciple feared that the evil beast would attack the master. ”

“Exactly.”

King Chang turned his head and smiled at the young master who had been held up. “This man, please hold his pet, especially since I am also a fierce disciple. ”

“ …… ”

The corners of everyone's mouth twitched.

One punch and a black leopard on the ground. It's brutal!

“You…”

Master Shao's anger filled his face, but just when he opened his mouth, he saw that the two men had entered the city, so he held his fists and drank angrily in his heart: “Here, Ben, wait! ”

The scenery comes on a black leather leopard and is comfortable inside.

As a result, the rider was knocked down, rolled over to the ground, and lost face in front of the public, which must be hard to accept.

Vengeance must be avenged!

But fighting is forbidden in Puyang City, only anger can be pressured, wait for the end of the Gate Pie Big Big Big Big!

“Did the man who just called himself the boss, the man who shot him, call him the master of the Iron Bone Gate always smile? ”

“I think so! ”

“I've heard that a short time ago, this steel party went to challenge the valves and won them all. ”

“Tsk, a hero out of a teenager. ”

The warriors at the gates of the city argued.

Not everyone watched Kick-Ass smile. Many old qualified martial artists expressed appreciation. After all, it was unprecedented to defeat and win the 6th class with the 8th class!

……

Puyang City is big and lively.

Gun Chang smiled and came in with the night star, just a few quick glances, according to the street markings, went to the south gate of the city to send Big Bi registration point.

Big Pai signed up a few days ago, and many of the forces would send senior executives to sign up ahead of time, so they didn't have many registrars.

“Gate pie. ”

Gun Chang smiled just at the registration office and penned the man.

“Qingyang County, Iron Bone Pie.” King often laughed.

The pen man shouted, then raised his head and measured him: “You Qingyang Gate Pie, want to participate in the Pingyang Gate Pie Big Pie? ”

“No?” King often laughed.

It may be possible, after all, that there is no explicit provision to restrict the participation of other counties.

But for the first time, a pen writer hosts an application from a foreign county gatekeeper, so it's also normal to be surprised.

“You are?”

It is required to verify whether the applicant is a Gateway senior.

“The Iron Bone Pie ruler, King often laughs. ”

King always laughed proudly.

People can look down on their doorman, but they have to be proud!

“How many people? ”

“One.”

“One?”

The corner of the pen man's mouth twitched: “Monarch, the doorman is limited to disciples, you as a leader of a party are not eligible to sign up. ”

He's misunderstood.

He's treating Lord Night Emperor standing next to him as air!

“This is the war disciple.” King often laughed.

“Oh.”

The pen man understood, "Name, age. ”

“Night star, eighteen. ”

“Pfft.”

Stamped on the registration form, the pen man handed it along with the entry token and said, "Meet me here in the morning. ”

“But.”

He paused, "Pingyang County Gate Pai Bibi, always a disciple from the county gate, you come from the county, it is inevitable that you will be treated special. ”

This is a kind reminder.

Gun Chang smiled. “I see. ”

When he left with the night stars, he then entered through the gates of the city and signed up for the various forces, talking.

“So the Iron Pie didn't come to see the buzz, but to join the Gate Pie Big Pie. ”

“How dare you cross the county to participate in our Pingyang County tournament. ”

“Two years ago, there was an out-of-county six-street party with 10 disciples, and they were eliminated in the first round. ”

“So we Pyongyang County Gateway Big Big Big Big Big Big Big Big Big Big Big Big Big Big Big Big Big Big Big Big Big Big Big Big Big Big Big Big Big Big Big Big Big Big Big Big Big Big, Big Big Big Big Big Big Big Big Big Big Big Big Big Big Big Big Big Big. ”

“With only one disciple in the race, the first round of the Great Mixed War will surely not last long before it is eliminated. ”

Undeniably.

The night star just punched the black leopard, making the witnessed warrior very unscrupulous.

But Pingyang County Gate Big Bi, with his own style, the first round of fighting was a mixed battle, by which time hundreds of people fought in one area, only survivors could advance to the second round.

He's an outsider, and he's bound to be a target.

Gun Chang smiled and took the night star to choose a guest house to stay in. He went to Bibi venue the next morning.

Puyang City Gate Pai Bibi is also a similar building to a battlefield, and the observation platform can accommodate 230,000 people.

Old rules.

As a Gate Senior, King Chang smiles and all the big men, they are placed in the best seats to watch the game.

Slightly, the Night Star followed the contestants and stepped out of the inside of the venue, stopping in one of the eight areas of the Colosseum.

“Tsk. ”

King Chang smiled and looked at the eight regions. He muttered: "At least 2,000 people entered the competition. The specifications are much higher than Qingyang County Gate Pie. ”