My Ares Son-in-Law

The fat man walked quickly to the people from Oracle Gate, nodded and said, "Please line up here." In his opinion, this was a great opportunity to please Oracle Gate. As long as he could make the people from Oracle Gate remember him, he might get a lot of benefits in the future.

Seeing this, Xiao Chen glanced at the fat guy coldly. His voice was not loud, but it was chilling: "Want to change seats? Sure, you can go to the back. There are seven of them, and only one can fit in there!"

There was no room for negotiation in his eyes. In his mind, once the rules were set, they would never be allowed to be broken at will. Even if the other party wanted to curry favor with the powerful, he could not set this precedent.

"You're looking for death!" The fat guy became furious when he heard what Xiao Chen said. The fat on his face kept shaking because of anger. His eyes were wide open and he stared at Xiao Chen fiercely, as if he wanted to eat Xiao Chen alive.

Although he was also very surprised by Hao Han Valley's sudden request for Oracle Gate to line up, he didn't believe that it was because of the unknown boy in front of him. In his opinion, there must be other more complicated reasons.

Therefore, he thought he was right and did not take Xiao Chen seriously at all.

Xiao Chen didn't want to waste his breath on this unreasonable and opportunistic person. He narrowed his eyes slightly, a hint of coldness flashed in his eyes, and spread his legs slightly, showing a posture ready to fight at any time.

At this moment, he was like a beast ready to attack. As long as the fat man made any improper moves again, he would attack without hesitation to let the other party know that the rules cannot be trampled on at will and that he is not to be trifled with.

Xiao Chen's eyes flashed with coldness, and his aura instantly gathered. He exerted force with his feet, and the ground shook slightly because of his power. He rushed straight towards the fat man like a black lightning.

In the blink of an eye, he was in front of the fat man, and saw him raise his right leg high, with his muscles tensed, ready to strike. Then, accompanied by a low roar, Xiao Chen's right foot kicked the fat man's round belly like a cannonball.

This kick contained Xiao Chen's powerful strength. Fatty didn't have time to react at all. He flew backwards uncontrollably like a kite with its string cut. After drawing a long arc in the air, Fatty fell heavily to the ground dozens of meters away with a "bang", raising a cloud of dust.

"If you don't want to queue properly, then lie down for a while." Xiao Chen sneered, with a hint of mockery and disdain in his laughter. He raised his head slightly, his eyes were like torches, and he looked at the seven people from the Oracle Gate with a fierce look. At this moment, he exuded a powerful aura, like an inviolable god of war, which made people afraid.

"Hello, kid, you're fine," the old man from the Oracle Gate was so angry that his face turned blue. He clenched his fists, and his joints turned white from the force. He gritted his teeth and spoke word by word, "I hope you won't regret it! Let's get in line!"

After that, he led the other few people and walked towards the end of the team in disgrace. At the moment of turning around, a trace of resentment flashed in the old man's eyes, and he secretly thought in his heart that he would definitely get back today's humiliation one day.

Xiao Chen smiled disdainfully, as if to say that no one in this world that he could fear had appeared yet. In his mind, in this world, apart from the mysterious and unpredictable strong man of the Prison Clan, he was invincible, so why should he give face to anyone else?

He narrowed his eyes slightly, revealing an innate pride and confidence, as if he didn't care about anything around him. "Brother, you are really awesome," a middle-aged man in sloppy clothes came over from behind Xiao Chen. His hair was a mess, and his clothes were patched and looked worn out.

At this time, he lowered his voice and said to Xiao Chen with gratitude, "I have to thank you for beating up that fat guy for me. Before you came, this fat guy cut in line, and I tried to stop him, but I got beaten!" As the uncle spoke, he gestured with his hands, with a hint of fear on his face.

"No need!" Xiao Chen shook his head and said in a flat tone, "I just didn't like him, so I beat him up, but I didn't expect that he would cut in line." There was no trace of seeking credit in his eyes. In his opinion, what he did was just a very ordinary thing.

"Hehe!" The middle-aged uncle smiled, and that smile was a bit honest and simple. "Anyway, thank you very much. My name is Zhao Dazhi, from the Haixi Scavenger Gang. I came to the Eastern Region Martial Arts Conference to watch the excitement. Maybe I can learn a few moves, that would be great."

The uncle scratched his head as he spoke, his eyes full of anticipation for the martial arts meet.

"The scavenging gang? What's the difference with the beggars' gang?" Xiao Chen asked in surprise, frowning slightly, his eyes full of doubt. In his opinion, scavenging and begging seem to have similarities.

"That's naturally different," Zhao Dazhi explained as he waved his hands. "There are fewer beggars nowadays, and most of them are scammers. We in the scavenger gang are all self-reliant. But we don't pick up worldly things. Instead, we travel all over the country to pick up some good stuff left over from the Immortal Cultivation Era and the Immortal Kingdom Era."

At this point, a gleam of excitement flashed in Zhao Dazhi's eyes, as if those mysterious treasures were already waving to him.

He continued with great interest, "Sometimes, we can find long-lost martial arts manuals or powerful magic weapons in some ancient ruins. Although the process is full of dangers, every discovery makes us feel extremely worthwhile."

"I see. By the way, what exactly is the Eastern Region Martial Arts Conference?" Xiao Chen turned slightly, looking at Zhao Dazhi beside him with a curious look. At this time, the crowd around was noisy, and the queue was slowly moving forward, but Xiao Chen's mind was completely occupied by the Martial Arts Conference.

"You're not here to attend the martial arts conference?" Zhao Dazhi's eyes widened, his face full of disbelief, as if he had heard something extremely absurd. In his opinion, Haohan Valley was so lively during this period, and most people came for the Eastern Region Martial Arts Conference. Xiao Chen was not one of them, which really surprised him.

"No!" Xiao Chen shook his head lightly, his movements were simple and straightforward. He looked into the distance, a hint of coldness flashed in his eyes, and the mysterious map of the Ami Group involuntarily appeared in his mind.

The purpose of his coming here was not for this martial arts tournament, but to track down the map of the Amei Group and explore the source secret hidden behind it. This secret was like a heavy stone, pressing on his heart, making him unable to relax for a moment. (End of this chapter)