Outside the martial arts field in District 83, several people were walking towards this side. The leader was a middle-aged dragon warrior with long green hair. His green eyes were very terrifying, like a poisonous snake filled with yin vultures.

Behind him, several young men were wearing precious Taoist armor, full of energy, with a flamboyant expression, and a sense of superiority in their bones, especially when they looked at the thousands of people who looked pitiful on Liang Teng.

Of course they knew the origin of the 83rd clan. It can be said that... they have no origin, but it is said that their real combat power is still good. In every potential martial arts battle, it seems that someone will come to suppress the team, so this time they are no exception.

Of course, it is not that their ninth clan is afraid of the Dragon Clan, but that they want to preserve their strength and engage in the subsequent battle. The first battle must be to win beautifully, so they came here during the rest.

The battle has almost begun outside, after all, this potential martial arts battle is still relatively long. Of course, the War Dragon Clan is not particularly lucky. Their battle was in the first few games, and it is probably going to be its turn in less than two days.

Outside, there were already cheers and fighting sounds.

They want that kind of cheer, too.

But, every time I don’t have a chance with them.

At this moment, they stood up one after another. The thing that made them most disgusting and annoying was still coming. This middle-aged man with green hair must be from the ninth clan.

Hate and anger filled their young hearts. They were united and looked at the few people coming coldly.

The middle-aged green-haired warrior, with a few young men, walked to the twenty meters ahead of them without restraint. Several noble young men teased each other, very relaxed, and did not even look at this side. The middle-aged green-haired man glanced at everyone and said in a lofty tone: "Are the eighty-three clans? What about your team leader's teacher, let him come out to see me."

This person is a general of Fengyue in Fengyue Army. He has the realm of the six realms of reincarnation. He is well versed in the power of the six realms. He is also famous in the Dragon Slaying City, and is named Muhuan.

He asked, but no one answered him on Liang Teng's side.

When Mu Huan saw the hatred eyes of these teenagers, he couldn't help but sneer in his heart.

At this time, a girl next to him said, "Uncle Second, they have a bad reputation. I'm afraid no one is willing to take them. You can find the leader and just discipline them. We have to go back and prepare for a battle with other top ten clans."

The woman was wearing colorful Taoist armor, with colorful brilliance, white skin, beautiful appearance, and very arrogant inside. She didn't look at Liang Teng and the others at all, completely ignoring her.

Mu Huan nodded and looked around for a week. Sure enough, no one led the team, so it would be even better. His eyes were bright and he said loudly: "Eighty-three clans, you must know what I am here to do. The old rules, they cannot win and must lose a crushing defeat. Let me tell you a standard. Before you fall one thousand of you, we can't lose 100 people. If you exceed this number, what will happen? If you have experienced too much, you must be quite clear in your heart."

This not only requires Liang Teng and the others to lose, but also requires them to lose miserably. One hundred people will kill one thousand of them. What is that? In their ninth clan, each of them can kill ten.

With such humiliation, the Zhanlong clan's hearts were strongly confronted. They all looked ashen, and their young hearts were already burning with flames. Mu Huan on the opposite side must have heard of the strong will to resist.

"Yeah." He was very surprised. He didn't expect that these little guys would even dare to hate him. This is really a newborn calf who is not afraid of a tiger.

Mu Huan felt funny in his heart. He must be scaring them now, so he asked, "You have so many people, you should have a leader."

His eyes glanced through the crowd. It was said that there was an ultimate dragon among the group, and his eyes instantly locked on Liang Teng.

This lonely and cold boy gave him a sense of crisis. Mu Huan could predict that he might have a great future, but unfortunately there was no one to guide him and he was even right with the ninth clan.

Mu Huan reached out and grabbed Liang Teng, and a force of great power was pressed down on Liang Teng. With a slight pull, Liang Teng's body was pulled over by him and lay at his feet. Without saying a word, Mu Huan directly stepped on Liang Teng's face and crushed him freely. With his powerful force, Liang Teng not only could not resist, but also had blood on his face.

"Boss Liang."

Everyone exclaimed, their anger was completely detonated, and the anger was like a devil and their minds were blank, leaving only hatred, making them forget everything, just want to fight, just want to resist.

There are too many things in this world that are more important than life, such as glory and dignity. The most important thing they cannot lose is dignity.

"Let him go."

Their angry hearts almost exploded under this torture. Thousands of people rushed towards Mu Huan. Seeing the hideous fighting eyes of these young faces, Mu Huan felt very bored. He waved his hand suddenly, and in a moment, the six powers shook all the thousands of people out, and fell to the ground to vomit blood.

The next moment, he kicked Liang Teng away. At this moment, the skin on Liang Teng's face was bleeding, but his eyes were cold and hatred, like a wild beast, and like Long Chen. He would never forget today's humiliation in his life, which was caused by his incompetence.

"Boss Liang."

Everyone had tears in their eyes and surrounded Liang Teng in the middle.

"I'm fine."

Liang Teng stood up, and everyone looked at the blood on his face and was even more angry, but they understood their weakness more deeply.

After teaching them a lesson, Mu Huan was very satisfied. He said in a deep voice: "You saw that I did not give you the chance to refuse. You don't have to lose, and you have to lose very badly. Otherwise, your entire team will be disbanded and you will be expelled from the Dragon City of Killing. Among them, whoever defeats more than three disciples of my ninth clan, after the end, we personally greet these people, so that they can't survive or die. Don't doubt the authenticity of what I said, because they can't bear the result at all. Today I'm talking about this. Low idiots, you must remember clearly that this world is controlled by the strong. When you are still weak, you are a piece of shit. Don't talk to me about dignity, where does a piece of shit come from."

Under Mu Huan's voice, the War Dragon Clan gathered together. They were very silent and did not refute a word. They looked at each other, and there was a deep confusion in their eyes. Mu Huang had the ability to let them encounter such an ending, so for them, this was so desperate...

"Teacher, you are too vulgar." Another tall, sexy and hot girl next to her giggled, her face slightly red, showing her noble temperament.

The other one pouted and said, "It's done. You scared these idiots and didn't dare to speak anymore. What kind of ability can these eighty-three tribes have? I think they really want to take action. Even a thousand of them may not be able to beat us one hundred."

Mu Huan smiled and said, "Beware of Yu Weiran. After all, our goal this time is to reach the top seven. We cannot spend too much power on these little people. Well, children, come with me."

Mu Huan looked at Liang Teng and the others viciously again, then turned around and left with a swagger. They did not even look at Liang Teng and the others again.

Expected humiliation.

They despise themselves, they humiliate themselves, they do not regard themselves as human beings, but as objects that they can be played with and scolded.

The Zhanlong clan held his arms between each other, their eyes staring at the direction where Mu Huan and the others left, and never left again.

"Brothers."

Liang Teng, who was covered in scars and blood, did not show any pain. He gritted his teeth and said, "Today, I understand a truth better."

Everyone looked at him.

He swallowed his saliva and then said word by word: "He is right, we are indeed shit..."

Everyone was a little puzzled.

Then, he bit his lip and continued, "That's because we have endured so many potential martial arts battles. This is not shit, but there is something he said wrong. Even shit has dignity. No matter how humble we are, we cannot let them trample on it. I, Liang Teng, have to make them pay the price of bleeding."

He doesn't say much, so it's already great to be able to say this.

But everyone was still excited.

They share common ideals and beliefs.

Pang Hong waved his arm and shouted: "It's right. Even if it's dead, what if we do, do we still live like a coward? Then life has any meaning. We claim to be the War Dragon Clan. We want to fight, we want others to give us the respect we deserve. We can no longer let others step on our feet."

Those humiliation and injustice are like insects lying on their hearts, making them feel so uncomfortable that they are so young that they shouldn’t be like this.

For a moment, they raised their arms one after another.

"This time, do we still have to surrender?"

"This time, will we still be a clown and let a group of weak people drive us out of the ring?"

"No, absolutely not."

Luo Yan suddenly remembered Long Chen.

She said, "Even if Master can't come back, we still have to learn from him and live as proud as him."

"It's right."

"Then, fuck them to death, the ninth clan, brothers, as long as we defeat them, we will create myths, we will be the new ninth clan, the first ten clans."

As long as you defeat one clan, you can first obtain their title, and the ninth clan will become the tenth clan, or even later.

The title of the ninth clan made them almost explode.

That day, they were all angry and thrilled.

Then, waiting for the most important battle in their lives to descend.

It was a battle to defend dignity, and they had no regrets.

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