City Summoning System

Chapter 126 The ferocity is beyond words

Seeing the anger on the faces of these monks, Jiang Han was slightly taken aback, then sneered and said, "What kind of shit, Eighth Junior Brother, what's there to say if you lead a crowd to beat me up and get killed instead?"

"What, are you bullying me when I just entered the rivers and lakes and don't know the rules, or are you in arrears because you haven't recharged your intelligence for too long?"

"You, you. Really crazy! Really crazy!" The monk who spoke was trembling with anger, and pointed at Jiang Han with an unforgivable anger.

The movement here attracted many people to watch, and all the people who came and went were veterans of the ancient martial arts world. The first time they saw a few monks, they knew that someone had messed with this group of hooligans again.

But looking at Jiang Han's situation again, the playful look in his eyes changed again, becoming playful.

Beside Jiang Han stood the expressionless Bai Yan and two of the Bai family's children. They were imposing like a rainbow, showing no sign of cowardly retreat.

And those monks were also caught in a dilemma. They planned to come over to ask for an explanation, but they were stunned by Jiang Han.

They didn't dare to do it, because this is not an occasion to do it, even if they were, they might not be able to take Jiang Han before the others reacted.

Because Jiang Han is also a master!
Moreover, the strength is not weaker than any of them.

It is very difficult to kill a master.

"Guys, what do you mean by blocking here? You don't need me to ask you to leave, do you?" Jiang Han couldn't stand being treated like a monkey, so he sneered and said.

Bai Yan glanced at Jiang Han, feeling a little strange.

On weekdays, Jiang Han doesn't talk like this. In layman's terms, it's: If people don't offend me, I won't offend others.

But now Jiang Han is: who the hell makes me feel bad and hates who.

"Hmph, the benefactor's Yintang is black, with red in the black, you must be careful of bloody disasters recently." The monk snorted coldly, turned around and left, savagely smashed through the crowd, and left in a hurry.

Jiang Han stood where he was, his eyes flickered as he watched the people leave, and a wave of murderous intent arose.

"You dare to speak out and threaten a group of gutless rats."

There was no good show to watch, so there was no need to gather around here. The others just took a deep look at Jiang Han and left one after another.

"Your mood is very wrong." Bai Yan glanced at Jiang Han whose expression kept changing, and said.

"It's okay, it's just that I've been a bit angry these past two days." Jiang Han said with a sassy smile.

"It's fine."

With such a small episode, Jiang Han's mood was not so good, because the eyes of the monks when they left made him feel stuck in his throat.

"By the way, can you tell me about the Southern School Shaolin Layman Disciple Alliance?"

After finishing the meal, Jiang Han sat on the sofa, and after a moment of silence, said.

Bai Yan glanced at him in surprise, feeling a vague premonition in her heart, but she still said it out.

"This is a group of lay disciples who were expelled from Shaolin Temple. They usually report to the group to keep warm. They are like a sensitive hedgehog. Whoever touches their people, they will retaliate like mad dogs."

"Oh, endless revenge?" Jiang Han raised his eyebrows and asked.

"That's right, never die. Because this is the only way to make them famous and make others dare not provoke them."

"Really?" Jiang Han mused to himself, already making a decision in his heart.

As the east rises day by day, it is rare to meet a warm sun in early winter, and the warriors are full of enthusiasm, and they all head to the vast arena.

Jiang Han and the others also followed the flow of people, and the scene was full of voices, and the amazing momentum that erupted from time to time made other people look sideways.

"All the major forces have brought out their trump card." Bai Yunyi sighed with emotion, and then said with a smile: "It's fortunate that Brother Jiang is here to help out this time, otherwise my Bai family would have been ashamed."

The Bai family and the Zheng family are married, and they belong to brother families. Of course, Bai Yan and others cannot stand in the audience like ordinary sect forces, but they will go to the high platform and sit down under the guidance of special guides.

"Other forces have killer cards, so why doesn't your Bai family have one?" Jiang Han couldn't help asking as he looked at the handsome young men.

"Dead." Bai Yanyi simply said in shock.

"died?"

"How did you die?"

Bai Yan glanced at Jiang Han, and spit out a few words: "Arrogant and arrogant, arrogant, offended a respected master, and was killed on the spot."

"Fuck me, so ruthless?" Jiang Han was startled, and said, "Your Bai family is so powerful, can't you keep that person?"

"Since we are in the Jianghu, we naturally have to abide by the rules of the Jianghu. It's his own fault, so no one else is to blame." Bai Yan's tone seemed calm, as if the person who died was not from their Bai family.

The rules of the ancient martial arts
Jiang Han's eyes flickered, and his mind wandered.

At this time, I only heard Zheng Yanxin standing on the highest point, saying loudly: "The fact that this small martial arts meeting can be held by the Zheng family is because all the martial arts comrades gave me Zheng Yanxin face and looked up to my Tianhai Zheng family."

"Then, I."

Zheng Yanxin didn't use a microphone, but under the blessing of inner strength, it spread throughout the audience, and the whole venue became quiet, only Zheng Yanxin's voice echoed.

Half an hour later, gun salutes were fired, announcing the official start of the Little Martial Arts Club.

Jiang Han leaned lazily on his chair and looked at the two people below who had begun to take the stage, feeling slightly interested.

Xiao Wulin will adopt a roll call challenge system, each side has only one chance to be on stage, if they win, they can continue, and if they lose, they will be eliminated.

But there will be no wheel battles, because when the winner wins, he can choose whether to continue, if not, then it will be changed to tomorrow and a new round will start.

This system also gave some enemies and hostile forces in the past the opportunity to openly slap their face, so the small martial arts meeting over the years has been called: the Vengeance Conference.

At this time, there was a group fighting on the stage, and the ones who came and went were the Jin Guangzong of Qiancheng and the Tianjianmen of the local sect.

The strength of the disciples sent by the two families were all around the mid-level of An Jin. The fight was about the same, and the fight quickly became intense.

Although the spectators cheered and shouted for a while, Jiang Han glanced away and then looked away. With his current strength, watching these two fight always feels like watching children beat each other, which is meaningless.

There were quite a few people who did the same thing as Jiang Han, and most of them were seeded players of famous and powerful forces.Compared with watching the game, it is better for them to analyze the strength of this year's masters.

Bai Yan handed over her mobile phone and said, "This shows all the grand masters participating in the Little Martial Arts Competition this time. You should take a good look at it yourself."

There is a saying in the ancient martial arts world that has been widely circulated, and what Jiang Han understands is: the master status is extremely rare, and the status is respected.

But now this list made Jiang Han a little unacceptable.

Because there are 23 people in the Grandmaster realm participating in the Little Martial Arts Association this time!

Hemp eggs, what about the rare varieties?

Why do so many come out as soon as they come out?

And Jiang Han glanced at the name ranked relatively low: Lu Huaike.

Lu Huaike: Ranked sixth in the Nanpai Shaolin Layman Disciple Alliance, 34 years old, strength: the early stage of the master, unique knowledge: Shaolin 72 unique skills, some information is missing, the actual situation shall prevail.

Jiang Han narrowed his eyes and sneered secretly.

"By the way, Xiao Wulin can accidentally kill people. Isn't it a crime?"

Bai Yan glanced at him in surprise: "Martial arts is a way to kill people. It's normal to stop the dead. No one has ever taken it to heart. If the forces behind it retaliate, it will only make people look down on them."

"Really? That's great."

　Well, the codeword efficiency is low, please forgive me.

　　Because some book friends said that the character of the protagonist is too nonsense, so. If someone thinks the same way, you can bring it up

　　
　
(End of this chapter)