"Are you qualified to be in the ring?"

"Even if you are qualified, your opponent is Xiong Sihai!"

"You really don't know how to write dead characters!"

Jin Zhiyu was a little dumbfounded, why is this Ye Hao so stubborn.

Lu Ruoshui also changed color suddenly: "Ye Hao, get back, that's not where you should go!"

But Ye Hao seemed to have never heard of it, but walked forward step by step with great interest, and stepped onto the ring.

Wang Huaqing's eyes fell on Ye Hao again, and he suddenly felt cold at the next moment: "Didn't you tell this kid to go away already?"

"Why is he still in the ring?"

"What qualifications does he have?"

Wang Huaqing absolutely didn't want anyone to spoil his good deed at this time.

Although he hates Ye Hao very much, he has to admit that Ye Hao is a bit of a three-legged cat.

But thinking that this was the arena inside Longmen, Wang Huaqing let out another breath.

People who are not from the Longmen are not qualified to be on stage.

Stronger than Wu Xiaohu, before he took the stage, he had the identity of a beginner disciple.

"Hey, where did this kid come from?"

"Can anyone compete in the arena of our Longmen Demon Metropolis branch?" Remember for a second

"Has he lost his mind? Doesn't he know that going into the ring now is equivalent to provoking Xiong Sihai and Chairman Wang?"

"It's over, people will die today!"

I don't know how many people sighed. This kid who came out of nowhere should have a doomed ending.

But on another high platform, Qin Menghan and Chu Nanxuan subconsciously stood up when they saw Ye Hao walk out, their eyes full of respect.

Even Wu Xiaohu in the arena lowered his hands and saluted.

It's a pity that everyone's eyes are now on Ye Hao, and no one has noticed them at all.

Under the unbelievable gazes of countless people, Ye Hao stepped onto the ring calmly.

But he didn't bother to say nonsense, but hooked his fingers at Xiong Sihai, and said lightly: "Beat me, Wang Huaqing is the branch president."

"you--"

Xiong Sihai was taken aback for a moment, and subconsciously glanced at Wang Huaqing. The moment he saw him nodding his head slightly, Xiong Sihai grinned grinningly, and instantly stood up the ax in his hand.

A strong killing intent spread instantly, and the temperature of the entire Budokan seemed to drop at this moment.

The noisy voices around disappeared.

Everyone who was yelling just now held their breath and looked at the scene in front of them solemnly.

A master like Xiong Sihai has too few chances to make a move. JrNovels.com