While talking, three hundred Longmen disciples had walked into the hall, and these Longmen disciples randomly chose a ring to approach.

As long as the contestants agree, the two sides can directly fight in the ring.

The person who admits defeat, or is kicked out of the ring, is considered a loser.

Ye Hao's expression was indifferent, and he didn't intend to actively choose an opponent.

Instead, he waited until those Longmen disciples had stood up respectively, before he signaled that those under the ring could come up.

The first person to enter the ring was a middle-aged fat man with a rather muscular figure.

He picked a wooden stick from the weapon shelf next to him, and looked at Ye Hao with disdain: "Boy, although I don't know where you came from..."

"However, I think you have small arms and legs, and you don't look like someone who can beat you."

"The ancients said that a sword has no eyes."

"I think you should either admit defeat and get off the stage, lest I accidentally kill you in a while."

Hearing this fat man's words, many disciples of the Longmen around burst into laughter.

But what the fat man said was right, Ye Hao had small arms and legs at first glance, it would be unlucky if he accidentally killed him.

Jin Fangya was also smiling coquettishly at this moment, watching Ye Hao being made things difficult with a look of gloating.

In the Longmen Wucheng branch, she has quite a few licking dogs.

This middle-aged fat man had also pursued her, so she hinted casually, and the middle-aged fat man knew what to do.

Ye Hao ignored the others, but said calmly: "Let's do it, there is so much nonsense."

Seeing that Ye Hao didn't listen to his warning, the middle-aged man let out a smirk, and then moved his figure. His body, which was obviously a little fat, was actually much faster than ordinary people.

When he arrived in front of Ye Hao, the wooden stick in his hand fell on his head.

Seeing the opponent's unreserved shot, with a ferocious expression, it was as if he wished to directly beat himself to death in the ring.

Ye Hao was not polite either.

He stepped forward, and then slapped out.

"Snapped--"

The middle-aged fat man's eyes darkened, his face ached, and then he flew straight out of the ring, hitting the outside of the ring.

The moment he landed, he let out a scream, his whole body twitching in pain.

Ye Hao had his hands behind his back, his expression indifferent.

Full marks!

Seeing this scene, the examiner beside the ring could only give Ye Hao a perfect score.

After all, Ye Hao defeated a disciple of the Longmen with one move, so it is unreasonable not to give full marks. remember in a second

At this moment, Jin Fangya's pretty face also turned black.

She never thought that Ye Hao was really capable. JrNovels.com