Many of the people around the large black dog felt Young Master Yan's murderous aura and stepped back.
There was no one within a hundred feet. The large black dog stood in place and looked around casually as if he didn't care about Young Master Yan at all.
"Wang Zhen! That's your dog! You're the one who provoked me! " Young Master Yan was incomparably handsome. Although he was slightly angry, he still had a unique temperament. Many women couldn't help but secretly cover their breasts.
"Brother Yan, that's not my dog. He's a friend of mine …" Wang Zhen braced himself and cupped his hands. He wanted to explain, but he was interrupted.
"That dog is your friend! Hmph … Wang Zhen, you've really fallen a little! "A cold voice full of murderous intent sounded.
A young man in blood-red armor strode over with a terrifying murderous aura.
This young man was covered in blood-red light, as if he had just walked out of a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.
This was Young Master Blood, whom they had seen before. He stared at the large black dog. It was obvious that he hadn't let go of what had happened before.
"Woof! What do you want? Are you here to give me meat again? " The large black dog wasn't afraid when he saw Young Master Blood. Instead, he sneered and said, "I don't like the meat you gave me just now. I only like dragon meat!"
"Brother Yan, how about you let me have this dog first?" Young Master Blood's eyes were full of murderous intent. Although he was talking to Young Master Yan, he was staring at the large black dog and Zhao Yuande.
"Do as you wish, Brother Blood!" Young Master Yan stopped and looked at the large black dog and Zhao Yuande coldly.
"Young Master Blood, this is Brother Lin's territory, and the Saintess is here. What do you want to do?" Wang Zhen couldn't help but ask.
"Wang Zhen, get out of my way. You don't have the right to speak here!" At this moment, Young Noble Blood had already pulled out a blood-red spear in his hand. A thick bloody aura emanated from the spear, causing the surrounding people to feel waves of discomfort.
His voice was eerie and terrifying, like an enraged tiger. If Wang Zhen dared to say another word, he would probably attack him.
Wang Zhen's face turned red after being scolded by Bloody Young Noble.
Wang Zhen was also a peerless genius. Although he wasn't as good as the Third Young Master or Lin Zhuo, he could still rank in the top fifty geniuses of the Eastern Domain.
But now, he was being humiliated in front of so many people, especially in front of Zhao Yuande and Bao Lian Saintess, who was standing far away. He felt like he couldn't back down.
"Xue Wuyan! Don't go too far! I'm not afraid of you! " At that moment, Wang Zhen already had a divine sword in his hand. With the divine sword in hand, he instantly felt more confident, and strode out as he spoke.
He knew his own strength. Although there was a slight gap between him and the Third Young Master, the Third Young Master did not have the strength to crush him.
If worse came to worst, he would go all out with his trump card. He definitely could not let others see him as a joke.
Of course, the main reason was that he did not want Saintess Bao Lian to underestimate him.
"Oh! Wang Zhen, I really didn't expect you to do this. Do you want to fight me? "Young Master Blood couldn't help but look at Wang Zhen in surprise.
Although he was incomparably arrogant, Wang Zhen wasn't a weakling; the other party was just a little weaker than him.
If he wanted to defeat the other party, he would have to fight hard.
"Fight!" When Wang Zhen saw the expression on Young Master Blood's face, he also knew what the other party was thinking. Originally, he was a little nervous, but now, he was determined.
His voice was sonorous, and his fighting spirit instantly soared.
"Hey! If the two of you want to fight, please enter the martial arts arena! " At that moment, a sigh came from afar. Lin Zhuo waved his hand, and a huge suspended battle platform appeared in the void.
"Come!" Wang Zhen rushed onto the battle platform without hesitation.
At that moment, Wang Zhen felt someone's gaze fall on him. That gaze belonged to someone he had been paying attention to: Luo Xiaoxiao.
At that moment, Luo Xiaoxiao looked at Wang Zhen with a bit of surprise and admiration in her eyes.
People like them were the most afraid of losing, especially in this kind of battle where they were bound to lose. They would generally avoid it.
This was because losing was a serious blow to a cultivator's invincible self-confidence. Many people's cultivation had advanced by leaps and bounds, and they had never been defeated in their lives.
But once they were defeated, they would lose their self-confidence, and from then on, they would become the center of attention.
Wang Zhen followed Luo Xiaoxiao's gaze, and saw the other party's gaze and expression.
Luo Xiaoxiao felt as if the other party had become a different person at that moment. There was a strong fighting spirit in his eyes, as if he was declaring war on her.
"If you don't die, I'll wait for you to fight!" Luo Xiaoxiao said telepathically.
"Okay!" Wang Zhen nodded.
"Buzz!"
Young Master Blood jumped onto the battle platform, and the blood-colored spear in his hand buzzed as if he was very excited.
"Kill!"
The divine sword in Wang Zhen's hand released boundless sword light …
The battle between the two instantly started. For a moment, the battle platform was filled with dazzling sword light, and blood light soared into the sky.
The two of them were actually evenly matched, and Young Master Blood didn't seem to have the upper hand.
"Look! This is all the trouble you've caused! "Zhao Yuande slapped the large black dog's head.
"Woof! If you slap me again, I won't be polite to you! " The large black dog grinned, his face full of displeasure. "I'm afraid that guy is already full of anger. He stole my opponent, and I haven't even looked for him yet!"
"Brother Zhao, my cousin will be fine, right?" Wang Jue looked at the battle on the battle platform worriedly.
Zhao Yuande scanned the battlefield and said indifferently, "It's fine. Brother Wang has the fighting spirit, while the other party just wants to save face. Although there's a difference in strength between the two of them, Brother Wang may not lose in the end!"
"Now, no one will stand up for you!" While the two of them were talking, Young Master Yan walked toward them again, his voice full of indifference.
"Woof, woof! Come, demon! This Saint's claws are just itching. These trash's heads aren't sturdy enough, but yours is just right! "When the large black dog saw Young Master Yan, his eyes couldn't help but shine with excitement.
He had been deliberately looking for trouble all this time, and his goal was to test the results of his cultivation in the past three years.
And this Young Master Yan in front of him was the best opponent.
"This dog …" When many people heard the large black dog's words, they had the urge to rush up and beat him up.
This dog had scolded everyone, and this had already aroused public anger.
"Young Master Yan, kill this dog!"
"Kill this beast …"
"This is the Genius Competition, how can such a beast appear!"
"Who on earth is it …"
"…"
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