The most powerful master of the city

Chapter 1110 Episode 7: Above the Arena

Zhou Renfeng looked at Ling Yu who stood in front of Ling Yuanshan, frowned and said, "Absurd..."

"What did you say?" Le Ling didn't hear clearly.

"I didn't say anything." Zhou Renfeng shook his head, he was only a three-year-old child, and he could turn the world upside down.

Le Ling smiled lightly: "This child has the blood of the Zhou family, this time, we need to make a deal."

Ling Zun said coldly: "How dare you!"

Le Ling smiled and said nothing, not looking at him, showing full contempt.

Zhou Qingxue was expressionless. Her parents had long since died, and she no longer considered herself a member of the Zhou family.

Anyone who wants to hurt her son is her enemy.

At this moment, Wang Jianshen snorted coldly, "Forget it, the general election is about to start, so I don't need to waste energy, otherwise I might be accused of bullying a three-year-old."

Everyone: "..."

Obviously you were bullied by a three-year-old child.

Not long after, the candidates arrived.

The scene was grand and full of voices.

On the gigantic arena, a middle-aged man in black read out the rules of the game.

"Being challenged, regardless of the so-called 'fairness' factor, those who are confident can go on stage now, until they are defeated, the judges will score themselves. What the dynasty needs is a real strong man, someone with overwhelming power Strong, so..."

The middle-aged man paused for a moment, scanned the audience, and said with a haughty smile: "If you want to stand out, you must be invincible in the audience, and one person pushes all of them!"

The crowd was in an uproar.

"How is this possible? Who can do it!"

"It's true that standing up and talking doesn't hurt your back. Leaving aside the exhaustion of physical strength, the strength gap between the strong and the weak is also limited. It's not bad if you can win three games in a row!"

"There's nothing to argue about, I see, people are just talking casually, so that we can understand the rules... After all, the rules are really fucked up, it's too casual..."

Even Zhou Renfeng frowned slightly.

Le Ling was confident and calm, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, our son is the best blood of the Zhou family. Compared with him, that bastard surnamed Ling is trash. As for those supernatural rumors, I think It's just some little tricks of the Ling family, trying to disturb our minds, it's despicable and ridiculous."

"Father." A teenage boy walked out from behind Le Ling, full of heroism and extraordinary temperament, with a touch of disdain in his arrogant tone, "I will win this general election. Among the dynasties, the Zhou family will be the leader alone. Down."

Hearing this, Zhou Renfeng nodded and smiled, patted him on the shoulder, and said with satisfaction: "As expected of my son."

"Then, I'm on stage."

Zhou Yi stepped onto the stage, but suddenly stopped.

It turned out that there was already one person standing on the stage.

All eyes were on that man.

There was dissatisfaction in the jury.

"Whose child is this? Hurry up and take it away, swords have no eyes!"

"Who is responsible for the delay in the general election?"

"..."

Soon, someone explained to them.

All the judges suddenly looked strange.

"Since you are in such a hurry to reincarnate, then I will give you a ride!"

Zhou Yi's expression was like a knife, and his murderous intent was gloomy.

He accelerated suddenly, like a bolt of lightning knocked down the stage.

boom!
The thunder light exploded, and the knife light rolled over.

"This kid is too cruel. He even used the Juying Saber technique on this kid from the very beginning." Le Ling smiled proudly.

next moment.

Leling's smile froze and her pupils shrank suddenly.

Ling Yu stepped out of the knife light, and Zhou Yi's body fell behind him.

The voice was indifferent, "Next."

(End of this chapter)