My Ares Son-in-Law

Xiao Chen smiled slightly.

It seems that it is really easy to get what you want. This Haohan Valley is indeed related to the God Society, and the God Society is an organization cultivated by the Prison Clan. I really came to the right place this time. Thinking of this, a barely perceptible light flashed in his eyes, as if he saw the dawn of revealing the truth.

"So after all this, all those who bought tickets are going to participate in the martial arts competition?" Xiao Chen collected his thoughts and continued to ask Zhao Dazhi, scanning the people queuing around. He was curious about what purpose these people of all kinds had in mind to come to this Hero Valley.

"Of course," Zhao Dazhi said as he raised his hand and gently patted Xiao Chen's shoulder with a serious look on his face.

"This martial arts competition does not limit the number of tickets, but only warriors above the Dragon Vein Realm are eligible to buy tickets to enter. Look, there are a lot of people queuing around, but compared to the huge number of warriors in the entire Eastern Region, there are actually not many people. After all, most warriors are still below the Dragon Vein Realm and have no chance to participate."

He shook his head slightly, with a hint of emotion in his tone, as if he felt sorry for those low-level warriors who had no chance to participate in the martial arts competition.

Zhao Dazhi moved closer to Xiao Chen, lowered his voice, and his expression became more serious: "By the way, little brother, you have to be careful." His eyes were full of worry, and he secretly glanced in the direction of the seven people from the Oracle Gate.

"The seven people you just offended are all from the Oracle Sect, one of the top ten. Especially the white-haired old man, he is Shen Huo, the supreme elder of the Oracle Sect!"

Speaking of Shen Huo's name, Zhao Dazhi couldn't help but shudder, and his voice trembled unconsciously, "It is said that he is an invincible strong man in Tianhe Realm! In the Eastern Region, he is a person who can shake the ground three times when he stomps his feet. Everyone in the Oracle Sect is in awe of him. What you did today has really caused a big mess."

"Oh!" Xiao Chen just responded calmly, his expression calm. He raised his head slightly and looked in the direction of the people from the Oracle Gate, without any fear in his eyes.

In fact, when he just confronted the other party, he had already seen through the other party's cultivation level with his keen perception.

In his eyes, although this Tianhe Realm warrior has already reached the top position among secular warriors, there is still a huge gap between him and himself, and there is no essential difference between him and an ant.

As long as the master of the Prison Clan that he feared did not appear, he was confident that he could easily control the situation.

"Oh? What's your reaction?" Zhao Dazhi's eyes widened, his face full of disbelief. He looked Xiao Chen up and down as if he was looking at a monster. "You don't seem surprised at all?"

He had thought that when he revealed Shen Huo's identity, Xiao Chen would be frightened and pale and panic-stricken, but Xiao Chen's calm reaction was really beyond his expectations and made him feel extremely strange.

"How should I react?" Xiao Chen raised his lips slightly, revealing a faint smile, which was casual and unrestrained. In his mind, his strength was far beyond the imagination of these secular warriors, so why should he be surprised or afraid of a mere Tianhe Realm warrior?

Zhao Dazhi sighed helplessly, and the wrinkles on his face seemed to deepen. He looked at the people from the Oracle Gate again, only to see that they were staring at Xiao Chen fiercely, with eyes that seemed to be spitting fire.

"Those guys have been staring at you, and they obviously hate you to the core," Zhao Dazhi said worriedly. "The martial arts world is different from the world of ordinary people. Ordinary people have the protection of the law and must follow the rules. But in the world of martial artists, whoever has the bigger fist is right! Once they decide to harm you, they won't talk to you about reason. When the time comes, how can you be their opponent alone?"

As he spoke, he shook his head, a worried look on his face.

"Hey, listen to my advice," Zhao Dazhi stretched out his hand, gently pulled Xiao Chen's sleeve, and said earnestly.

"Don't join in the excitement of this martial arts meeting. Find a chance to slip away later, so as not to get yourself killed here. You are still young, there is no need to risk your life for such a small matter. The Oracle Sect is not something that small characters like us can afford to provoke."

At this moment, Zhao Dazhi was thinking about Xiao Chen. In his opinion, although Xiao Chen was courageous, it would be better for him to leave as soon as possible when facing such a powerful opponent.

Xiao Chen raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a confident and somewhat teasing smile: "Thank you, Brother Zhao, for your kind advice, but logically speaking, I corrected their mistakes and taught them how to be a good person, so they should thank me."

As he spoke, he shrugged lightly, looking relaxed, as if he had just offended a few insignificant little characters instead of the famous Oracle Sect. In his mind, the rules and justice he upheld were not wrong at all, so why should he fear the other party's revenge?

"..." Zhao Dazhi was speechless when he heard what Xiao Chen said. He opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but he felt he had no idea where to start. He looked at Xiao Chen helplessly, his eyes showing both his worry about Xiao Chen's ignorance and his helplessness at Xiao Chen's stubbornness.

"Little brother, are you really stupid or just pretending to be stupid?" Zhao Dazhi shook his head with a wry smile, with a hint of disappointment in his tone.

"Forget it. If you don't leave, I can't do anything about it. Just stay away from them. As the saying goes, a gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall. You should still listen to what the ancients said!"

As he spoke, he pointed in the direction of the people at the Oracle Gate, his eyes full of worry. In his opinion, Xiao Chen was like a fool who didn't know how to live or die, and didn't understand the dangerous situation he was in.

"Understood!" Xiao Chen still looked calm and at ease, and nodded without further explanation. In his mind, his strength was enough to deal with any emergency, so why should he be afraid of others? His firm eyes revealed an innate confidence, as if everything in the world was under his control.

Zhao Dazhi saw this and shook his head helplessly, knowing that nothing he said would help, so he stopped talking. The two of them were silent, and slowly moved forward with the line. Soon, it was their turn to buy tickets.

The ticket seller had seen Xiao Chen's tricks before, and had received instructions from his superiors, so he dared not embarrass Xiao Chen at this moment. He took the money from Xiao Chen with trepidation, and quickly processed the tickets for Xiao Chen and Zhao Dazhi, not even daring to raise his head.

Xiao Chen took the ticket and strode into the Hero Valley. (End of this chapter)