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Chapter 122 A nigger, dare to act presumptuously in front of me?

Regarding the issue of the millions of followers of the Black Lotus Sect, Yu Yang heard Ji Xiaonan mention it.

One million people is not a small number.

Those who committed crimes and major crimes should be killed and sentenced.

But among these millions of people, most of them have never stepped out of the "divine domain" of the Black Lotus Sect. They have been in that "small world" since they were born, and they have been indoctrinated to believe that God is the truth. Can't wait for brainwashing knowledge!
In their eyes, the world is just that big.

Didn't even know there was another world outside.

These people can't all be killed or locked up, can they?

How to arrange them is a big deal.

But he didn't expect that since the higher-ups would find Feng Shaoyu to do it.

Feng Shaoyu chattered endlessly, saying: "The higher authorities have set up a special department for me, and sent many experts to assist me, let me give lectures to these Black Lotus believers every day, impart education, and influence them with love!"

"How about success?"

Yu Yang asked casually.

Feng Shaoyu shook his head and sighed: "This task is very difficult. I have been here for seven days, and now I am influenced by me... You don't know, these people are simply too cruel..."

"By the way, what are you doing in Jiangnan?"

Feng Shaoyu changed his voice and asked again: "Are you here to watch the National College Martial Arts League? I heard that this National College Martial Arts League is unprecedentedly grand. The young heroes from the other four major alliance countries arrived yesterday. It is said Later in the game, they will go off too!"

"Oh?"

Yu Yang's gaze moved slightly.

He knew that the other four major alliances were coming, but he didn't expect to come so early.

Feng Shaoyu chatted non-stop.

Yu Yang could only find an excuse to leave.

He called Zhou Tong, and after learning that all the contestants from the base city had been arranged by Kyushu Martial Arts and Thunder Martial Arts in a hotel, he asked for an address and rushed over.

When Yu Yang arrives.

Zhou Tong is gathering the contestants in Ancheng and giving a speech.

It's nothing more than some chicken soup with chicken blood.

"Tomorrow at eight o'clock in the morning, the National College Martial Arts Tournament will start, everyone remember to attend the opening ceremony on time..."

"According to the procedure, after the opening ceremony, there will be a lottery..."

"Remember, the Martial Arts League is not a child's play. In previous Martial Arts Leagues, there were many casualties!"

"I encourage everyone to let go and fight, but if you lose, don't fight to the death... There is no shame in losing, go back to practice hard, and come back from the fight, but if you die or become disabled, then the gain is not worth the loss!"

There are a total of 18 contestants in Ancheng, including Yu Yang, who is from the liberal arts college, there are 19 people.

Among them, there are six from the Martial Arts Academy, six from the Kyushu Martial Arts Academy, and 18 from the Thunder Martial Arts Academy.

The contestants from the two major martial arts halls had stronger aura than those from the Martial Arts Academy, and their killing intent was stronger!

This is normal.

Martial arts training young students is different from martial arts academy.

The former pays more attention to actual combat, and will often participate in the tasks of chasing down Heitian religious followers and hunting beasts, and naturally sees more blood than students from the Martial Arts Academy.

Wang Teng was indeed among the crowd.

His cultivation is already at the fourth rank of martial arts.

It stands to reason that this kind of cultivation is not eligible to participate in the National College Martial Arts League, because the lowest level of everyone present is also the sixth rank of Martial Arts.

But Yu Yang felt a hot breath from Wang Teng.

That breath, like a raging fire, was hidden in Wang Teng's body, as if it could burn everything when it erupted!
"Wang Teng has awakened?"

Yu Yang felt a little surprised.

soon.

The training is over.

Zhou Tong said with a smile: "Everyone should not have psychological pressure. It is a good thing to be able to play against young heroes from all over the country. Whether you win or lose, you can learn something. Recognizing the gap is the gain...Okay, Let's all go away, everyone is coming to Jiangnan Base City for the first time, you can take a good look around, relax, and gather at the competition field on time at eight o'clock tomorrow morning!"

The crowd dispersed.

Wang Teng Pidianpidian ran over and said, "Brother Yang, when did you arrive?"

"Just arrived."

Yu Yang replied.

But the attitude of the other fighters towards Yu Yang was not so good, with hostility in their eyes, and even a fat young man stepped forward and said, "You are Yu Yang? I can't figure it out, why Ancheng would let him You are a student from the Faculty of Liberal Arts? Just because you once killed three fourth ranks of Hei Tianzong with a single sword?"

The young man looked at Yu Yang provocatively, and said with a sneer: "It is said that you still go through the back door, and you don't even have to participate in the main game? I hope you don't disgrace our Ancheng when you are on the field!"

"Fang Shilong, what do you mean?"

Wang Teng stood up, with a faint flame rising from his body, staring at the fat young man and said in a deep voice: "Brother Yang's strength, do you need to doubt it? If you want to fight, I, Wang Teng, will accompany you to the end!"

Fang Shilong glanced at Wang Teng, with some fear in his eyes, took a deep look at Yu Yang, turned and left.

"What's up with this guy?"

Yu Yang looked calm and didn't take Fang Shilong seriously.

It was Wang Teng who introduced it to Yu Yang: "This guy is from the Thunder Martial Arts Gym. He was selected from Xiacheng. It is said that he is a disciple of Hong Qiuyang. He is at the peak of the sixth rank. It is said that he has realized the unity of man and nature. He can be regarded as a half-step master." , the strength is not bad... but compared to Brother Yang, it is naturally nothing!"

Wang Teng sneered.

These people know shit!

How did they know Brother Yang's "true" strength?
What is a half-step master?
My brother Yang is the one who killed the life-seeking thirteen swords of Wu Shan with one sword!
However, Wang Teng didn't know...

The "true" strength he knows is just the tip of Yu Yang's iceberg.

Not to mention Wu Shan, the thirteen life-chasing swords of the seventh rank, even if his father, Wang Beiyuan, personally made the move, he is not Yu Yang's opponent now.

After the other contestants left, Zhou Tong came up and said with a smile: "Yu Yang, don't worry, these young people are all thorns, and no one will accept anyone. After they know that you have gone through the special competition channel, they will feel that you are a good person." It's normal to be upset."

"It's okay."

Yu Yang smiled lightly and said, "It's just some young people, I don't care about it yet."

We talked a few more words.

After instructing the competition, Zhou Dao said, "I still have to go to the competition organizing committee for a meeting. You can go shopping first. For the hotel room, you can go to the lobby to register and you can get the room card."

"Brother Yang, I'll do it!"

Wang Teng ran errands, and got a room card in a short while, and said with a smile: "Jiangnan is arranged for two people to share a room. Brother Yang, you don't mind if we live together?"

"........."

You're all fucking registered, do I mind what the fuck?

In Jiangnan Base City, the preparations are very thorough. Participants can eat for free at the hotel. The meal is in the form of self-service, rice noodle soup, various meat dishes, vegetarian dishes, meat, hot dishes, cold dishes, as well as drinks, drinks, and pancakes. , readily available.

The two went to eat.

Wang Teng suggested to go shopping.

Yu Yang has this plan, he wants to visit the major bookstores and libraries in Jiangnan base city.

However, the two had just walked out of the restaurant.

He was blocked by a figure.

This man is tall and strong, with a height of two meters and five meters. His body is full of muscles, like a strong man with an iron tower.

He was dark-skinned, obviously a black man, and he said in jerky Daxia language: "Little brat, get out of the way, don't get in the way!"

At this moment, the eyes of many people inside and outside the restaurant were attracted.

Someone complained and said in displeasure: "These foreigners are too arrogant. How dare they act wildly in our Great Xia territory?"

Some of the grumpy ones even wanted to come forward.

But he was stopped by his companion.

"Are you crazy?"

"Do you know who that nigger is?"

"He is Brean, the disciple of James, the God of War of the Confederate States of America. He is extremely powerful, and his body is as strong as steel. When he first arrived yesterday, he had a sparring match with an eighth-rank martial artist from Jiangnan Base City... two People have fought more than a hundred moves, and this guy has not lost the wind!"

"what?"

"James, the God of War...is that the guy who claims to be the second in America?"

"Eight-Rank Realm?"

Everyone was shocked when they heard this!
The person who wanted to go forward sat back quietly.

On the other hand, Wang Teng came up in a flash of anger, with flames rising from his body, and said in a deep voice, "Good dogs don't get in the way, get out of here!"

"Oh?"

Brean glanced at Wang Teng in surprise, and said with a contemptuous smile: "Fire magician? Unfortunately, your strength is too weak... Your contestants in Daxia are too weak... The teacher said that Daxia is the promotion of martial arts Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, but this trip to Great Summer has disappointed me."

Behind Brean, a group of blond-haired and blue-eyed Americans burst out laughing.

And Brean stretched out his hand to push Yu Yang.

Obviously.

He said that Wang Teng was too weak, but he was still a little afraid of the strength Wang Teng showed.

But Yu Yang...

Yu Yang restrained his breath, how could he see the depth of Yu Yang?
It's just this push, but it's like pushing on a mountain.

A look of surprise flashed in Breian's eyes, and he pushed twice more.

Yu Yang still didn't move at all, he looked at Brean calmly, raised his right hand, and pointed like a sword, lightly.

puff!

A sword light burst out in an instant, directly piercing through Brean's shoulder.

"what!"

Brean let out a scream, blood shot from his shoulder.

His eyes turned red in an instant, and he babbled a string of English words, such as "Fake Squid", and a faint golden light appeared on his body, and he punched Yu Yang on the forehead!

Yu Yang switched fingers and swords into palms, and slapped out with one palm, dragons roared, and golden dragon-shaped palms burst out from the palm of his hand!
The fists and palms intersected, and Brean's tall body flew upside down.

He landed heavily on the ground, vomiting blood from his mouth, bleeding profusely from his left arm and shoulder, while his right arm was limp, apparently broken by Yu Yang's palm.

"A nigger, dare to act presumptuously in front of me?"

Yu Yang glanced at Brean who passed out, and was about to take Wang Teng away.

However, the young people from the Confederate States of America who were with Brean blocked their way. One of them, a blond beauty, spoke a lot in English and looked very angry!
Wang Teng said in a low voice: "Brother Yang, she said that we want to leave after beating someone?"

"No……"

Yu Yang said: "She said I was engaging in a sneak attack..."

In today's era, almost no one in Daxia learns English.

After all, Yu Yang came here in 2022, so he knows a little bit, but he didn't bother to talk to these people, and said: "My Great Xia is a country of etiquette, and you are guests from afar. It stands to reason that I shouldn't do this. Heavy hands, but everyone is a martial artist, young and vigorous, that nigger dares to act presumptuously in front of me, it is reasonable for me to teach him a lesson."

He smiled calmly: "You are blocking my way now, are you trying to provoke me?"

"If so……"

"I don't mind teaching you a lesson."

At this moment, an idea popped up in Yu Yang's mind!
Zhou Tong and the others let themselves participate in the competition because they wanted to keep themselves in the game, so as not to be robbed of the limelight by these foreigners...

Then, if I beat all these people to death in advance...

They won't be able to participate in the game.

Own……

Naturally there is no need to end?

Wouldn't it be wonderful to study quietly in a hotel?

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