The world of mercenaries: evildoers, please respect yourself

Chapter 447
And Haoman next to him was already shocked when the other party said his name, and his eyes shone with excitement.

"Can you go away!" Xiao Li looked at this manly man with a chill all over his face.

"Young Master Long, we are from Huoling Village, and I am..."

"Don't block the way!" An old man next to the handsome young man slapped Hao Man aside, but the excited Hao Man blocked the young man from following Xiao Li.

"Miss, I really just want to be your friend!" Long Yuye followed Xiao Li closely, wanting to say more.

"Get away from me!"

Xiao Li frowned, and with a violent wave of his palm, terrifying physical strength erupted instantly.

"Bulging!"

Long Yuye, whose strength had reached the second level of a spiritual master, was instantly sent flying.

"Master!"

The old man jumped up and caught the boy, "Bold, how dare you hurt my young master less!"

The old man shouted angrily, and wanted to attack Xiao Li.

"Stop!" Long Yuye stopped the old man, still with a smile on his face, "Miss, I really don't want to give you face, this is our Long family's identity token, I believe it will be useful!"

The young man left behind the token and drifted away, leaving Xiao Li looking at Ba Chengwei sternly.

After solving these troubles, the three of Xiao Li came directly to the Martial Arts Arena. Seeing the crowded Martial Arts Arena, Xiao Li frowned.

The Martial arts arena is like a huge square, covering an area of ​​several acres, with three arenas standing in the middle, below which are full of young heroes from all over the world, and surrounded by high platforms, rows of seats are built, and the above are filled with people from all walks of life. Pedestrians of all kinds looked at the three battle platforms one by one, all showing different expressions.

Xiao Li glanced at Hao Man beside him, "Tell me, the rules of the competition!"

Originally, Xiao Li only agreed to come to the competition just to make a deal with the other party, but seeing the young strong men with the worst influence here who are all spiritual masters, the fighting spirit in Xiao Li's heart was aroused. Improving one's own strength is Xiao Li's favorite way to upgrade.

"As long as your lord can occupy a stage for three days, you can enter the top three. Everyone has a chance to challenge, and the last three will have a final battle!" Haoman looked at Xiao Li with respectful eyes. At this time, he no longer had the intention of threatening Xiao Li.

Hearing this, Xiao Li stopped paying attention to the other party, but began to observe carefully.

Among the young people around, the worst ones are all spiritual masters, and the strongest ones are those who have reached the seventh level of spiritual masters.

These people are all Xiao Li's strong competitors. It seems that they felt Xiao Li's eyes. Many people looked at Xiao Li, with deep disdain in their eyes, because Xiao Li's strength at this time is only that of the Spirit Nine. class.

"Hi everyone, the Devil Contest is starting again!"

An old man suddenly walked up to the high platform, looked at the people below, and said softly with a smile on his face.

Although the old man's voice was small, it overshadowed the noisy noise, and it was clearly transmitted to everyone's ears, focusing everyone's eyes on himself.

"Lingsheng, it turns out to be a strong Lingsheng!" Xiao Li frowned, his face remained unchanged, and his heart became slightly dignified.

"Now, I announce that the Demon Contest has officially begun. Demons, grab your glory as much as you want!" The old man stretched out his hands fiercely, his face full of fanaticism.

"Demons, demons, demons!"

(End of this chapter)