Chapter 40 Zhan Yan Is Ruthless

Mu Yan was shocked by Zhao Xiaofeng's fight.

Zhao Xiaofeng also tried his best and actually paid for himself to hire a group of people to be Mu Yan's cheerleaders. He thought, although Mu Yan is in trouble, at least we can't lose in terms of momentum.

However, in the crowd, Zhao Xiaofeng and his party seemed out of place, because when the others saw Mu Yan entering the scene, they all scoffed and waited to see the joke, as if he was the lamb to be slaughtered.

What's more, some people directly booed Mu Yan.

"That... what's your name, Mu Yan? You're so eager to die, and you don't even take a pee to take a look at yourself, hahaha."

"I've seen people who overestimate their abilities, but I've never seen people who overestimate their abilities like this, haha."

"Yes, give in quickly. If you give in early, maybe Master Yan can spare your life, hahaha..."

The laughter was endless.

However, Mu Yan didn't care. After all, he had heard this kind of voice since he was a child.

At this time, a young man in his twenties walked over, wearing a luxurious brocade robe, with gentle eyes, but with a look of majesty.

When he appeared, the whole place was shocked, and countless eyes gathered, as if wherever he went, he was the center of attention.

The person who came was none other than the prince of Jiangbei Group, Bei Juehan!

Many girls even screamed like a nymphomaniac.

Mu Yan's lazy eyes gradually became serious, of course, just a little bit serious.

"Long time no see." Bei Juehan said with a smile.

No matter how prejudiced Mu Yan was against him, he had to admit at this moment that Bei Juehan was very charming. There was gentleness under his smile, which greatly increased his goodwill.

However, Mu Yan still said lazily: "It's only been a month."

Bei Juehan still kept smiling: "Do you still remember my invitation last time? It's still valid."

Mu Yan said: "But my answer is still the same as last time."

"That's such a pity, I'm so thirsty for talents." Bei Juehan said with great regret.

Mu Yan sneered, and suddenly said something that shocked Bei Juehan: "It turns out that the Bei family not only covets other people's properties, but they are also so thirsty for talents."

Bei Juehan's pupils shrank and he was stunned for a few seconds.

By the time he came to his senses, Mu Yan had strode into the center of the life and death arena.

Bei Juehan stared at his back thoughtfully, with a cold flash in his eyes.

He also turned around and climbed the stairs step by step until he reached the highest stand and sat on it, looking down like an emperor.

"I also want to see how far the children who were kicked out back then have grown now." Bei Juehan gently rubbed his chin, as if waiting for a good show.

On the arena of life and death, Yan Wuqing had been waiting for a long time. He was dressed in black and had sharp eyes.

"I will make you regret the decision you made a month ago." Yan Qingqing showed a cruel smile.

Mu Yan took a deep look at Yan Qingqing. It was this man who suffered his first big loss after entering the world of martial arts!

The most important thing is that he extorted 300,000 alliance coins from himself!

For Mu Yan, this was the most intolerable thing.

"Those three hundred thousand alliance coins should be considered as money to buy your life." Mu Yan said coldly.

Yan Qingqing was furious. He, a senior knight, was actually pointed at his nose by a junior knight and said this. It was a great shame and humiliation.

"Don't worry, I won't kill you so quickly. I will torture you slowly and let you taste the most painful punishment in the world!" Yan Qingqing flipped his wrist, and the long whip as black as ink emerged.

A month ago, Mu Yan was left with blood marks from the whip.

The bone-piercing pain in my heart is still vivid in my mind.

"I want to see how you, a junior knight, can have the confidence to challenge me." Yan Qingqing swung the whip fiercely.

Suddenly, the long whip turned into seven or eight whip shadows, making even the air crackle with frightening power.

"Ah haha, that kid is dead, Yan Qingqing will beat him to death!"

"Junior knight vs. senior knight? This Muyan is destined to die anyway."

"Brothers, please don't lie, otherwise next year, the grass on your grave will be as tall as Mu Yan."

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People in the audience were talking a lot, with teasing in their eyes, looking at Mu Yan as if he were looking at a dead person.

Just as the whip was about to leave a deep blood mark on Mu Yan's body, Mu Yan suddenly raised his hand gently.

Yes, he just raised his right hand unhurriedly. The movement was too slow and too casual, as if he didn't take the whip seriously at all.

But the next moment, everyone was shocked.

That magical right hand miraculously held the whip that was coming.

Yan Qingqing's whip is so fast and fierce that even a cow in front of him can be stunned by the whip. The strength of the senior knight is very terrifying.

But such a severe whip was actually held by Mu Yan, a junior knight?

Everyone is not calm anymore.

Yan Qingqing was even more frightened and angry. He subconsciously pulled back the whip, but when he pulled it, he discovered to his horror that the whip seemed to be stuck in a steel hoop and was motionless.

"Where did this kid get such strength?" Yan Qingqing thought to himself.

Mu Yan let go of his hand slightly, and the whip whipped back, very fast!

There was just a bang, and the shadow of the whip hit Yan Qingqing's face hard, knocking him to the ground.

hiss!

Everyone gasped.

The one with the whip didn't hit the person, but was knocked down by the other person. What a huge humiliation.

Yan Qingqing's face was in burning pain, but the frustration in his heart was even stronger.

Why is this guy so evil?

In the stands, Bei Juehan's calm eyes finally became troubled, and a bad premonition fell from the sky.

"Fortunately, I transferred my commander-level fighting spirit to Yan Qingqing." To be on the safe side, Bei Juehan made preparations in advance.

Yan Qingqing took a deep breath. The lion fought the rabbit with all his strength. He had to go all out.

Yan Qingqing's figure began to skyrocket, and he turned into a huge lion over eight meters long and four meters high!

The giant lion's body is golden, and a pair of fangs are like sharp swords, shooting out with cold light.

It is the commander-level golden sword lion fighting spirit, fusion type.

The moment the Golden Sword Lion appeared, it occupied almost half of the arena. It was so majestic that it made people feel invincible at first glance.

"Oh? Lion?" Mu Yan had never seen a lion-like monster before, so he became a little interested. Of course, it was only a little bit.

"Ouch!"

The Golden Sword Lion looked up to the sky and roared, sound waves sweeping in all directions, shocking the entire audience, and looked very majestic.

Mu Yan's amazing performance just now had already conquered Zhao Xiaofeng and Xiao Yue, but the appearance of the Golden Sword Lion made their joy disappear again.

Mu Yan summoned the wooden sword and walked towards the golden sword lion step by step. The long sword dragged the ground and drew a blazing spark!