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Chapter 1662 On the Arena(2/2)

In a corner of the venue, after Liu Haotian arranged who was going to take the stage, he walked up to Lin Yun and asked.

Wang Bingwang of the Wang family is his uncle's right-hand man, and the Wang family is very close to the Lin family.

Because of this relationship, Liu Haotian was quite polite to Lin Yun.

"Who are you sending?"

Lin Yun asked back, glancing at Ye Huang who had his eyes closed to rest, and sneered.

"I didn't bring anyone here today, so I could only send someone to explore the truth of Ye Huang. Do you think he will win?"

Liu Haotian also looked back and asked.

"Win? I think he can't lose face in front of his woman, right? You saw it over there. There are at least seventy or eighty people. Not to mention that he doesn't use ancient weapons. Even if he does, he probably won't be able to survive a wheel battle.

Bar?"

From the beginning, Lin Yun had contempt for Ye Huang, thinking that Ye Huang was just a pustule pillow and could not become a climate.

"Having said that, I always feel that this person named Ye is a bit evil. I'm afraid things won't be that simple today."

"What are you afraid of? If we can't do it, there will still be those who hate the school spirit. There are many people in this underground boxing ring who are interesting to Tang Guo. Enemies are extremely jealous when they meet each other. Don't you understand this?"

Lin Yun sneered and said.

"That's the same thing, but it's always better to be careful. Let's watch it first, and when it's almost done, we can decide the outcome in a battle."

Liu Haotian warned Lin Yun.

For Liu Haotian, Ye Huang is a variable today. If he wants to surround himself with the resources of the original military compound, one of the steps he must take today is to overthrow Ye Huang.

Otherwise, based on the fact that this boy knew Gu Wu and that he was Tang Guo's boyfriend, everyone in the military compound would be close to him.

This is not what Liu Haotian wants to see.

"Haha, Liu Haotian, people say you are a humble gentleman, but I think you are even better than Yue Buqun..."

Lin Yun's words were full of sarcasm.

Many people in a superior position have a glorious and positive image in the eyes of the people below. However, in the same circle, everyone knows how many dirty things each other has done. Therefore, when the people below pay homage to the superior, the same

The people below are spitting loudly at the idols of the people below. They are not disgusting, but they think these people are sanctimonious and too disgusting.

Lin Yun is considered to be in the same class as Liu Haotian, maybe a little lower in comparison, but he is a member of the Lin family after all.

It is easy to find out what Liu Haotian has done at home and abroad in recent years.

For such a person, it was difficult for Lin Yun to feel any sense of awe.

"A humble gentleman? Humph! Sorry, I quit a long time ago."

Faced with Lin Yun's ridicule, Liu Haotian did not put on a mask, but sneered and turned around and left.

"What a ****!"

Behind him, Lin Yun cursed while holding a wine glass.



Ten minutes was a short time. Even before all the applicants had written their names, Ye Huang had already stepped onto the stage.

After taking off his jacket, Ye Huang looked even slimmer and taller.

Beneath the stern face, a pair of unwavering eyes revealed an inhuman indifference.

His eyes swept around the ring, as if looking at some inanimate objects, with uninteresting waves.

"Who goes first?"

I asked softly, but no one answered.

After a moment of panic below, one of the men, who looked to be in his thirties and wearing a military uniform, was pushed onto the ring.

"I'll give you ten moves!"

After glancing at the other person up and down, Ye Huang put his hands behind his back, closed his eyes and stood there quietly without any further movement.

Seeing this scene, the latter was stunned for a moment, and then roared angrily as if he had been greatly insulted.

Then he waved his fist and hit Ye Huang. Maybe out of anger, or maybe inadvertently, all the fists that the latter fired were directed at Ye Huang's head. In any case, the man in front of him was also a good player in the army.

If an average person is hit by a bomb, they will suffer a concussion even if they are not dead.

However, after the wind-like fist was blasted out, it hit the air. When the opponent's fist was less than one centimeter away from his face, Ye Huang's body staggered past and avoided this fatal blow.
Chapter completed!
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