Reborn 80,000 Years

Chapter 1392 Wu Shanhe's request

"I still say the same thing, there is me without him in this team, and there is him without me!"

Wu Shanhe's voice resounded in everyone's ears, full of firmness and fortitude. This tough attitude also surprised everyone, after all, Wu Shanhe's performance in front of Yang Chen was basically submissive, and he did not dare to make a sound.

But now the other party's performance has changed from usual and has become extremely tough. This sudden change of attitude has also surprised many people.

"Third, what do you mean?"

Yang Chen frowned and said, "Don't you even listen to me? Are you going to talk back to your adoptive father?"

"Yes, third brother!" Mo Qiu was also in a hurry, and quickly said: "Father is right, we should put the overall situation first, we are very sad about the elder brother, but we shouldn't take it at this time. Come out and say it!"

Everyone persuaded Wu Shanhe one after another.

I want the other party not to be so stubborn.

However, Wu Shanhe's face was still ashen, no matter how everyone persuaded him, the anger in his eyes did not dissipate in any way. Even, the fire of hatred in his heart burned even more vigorously.

"well!"

Seeing this scene, Emperor Mingchen shook his head, with a mocking look in his eyes, and said: "Father, my child sincerely wants to help you, but now it seems that some people seem to be reluctant to let me join you Woolen cloth?"

"Hey, if that's the case, the kid has no other choice..."

Speaking of this, Emperor Mingchen couldn't help shaking his head, but what he said made people feel extremely uncomfortable.

"Speak less!"

Yang Chen frowned and looked at him coldly.

If it wasn't for the need for him in the war between the planes, Yang Chen swore that he would have slapped him directly, and this rebellious son would have died.

"Hehe." Emperor Mingchen laughed and didn't say anything more.

But at this moment, Wu Shanhe took a deep breath, stepped forward, stood in front of Emperor Mingchen, and said, "Fourth, how about it, if you want to join the team, then promise me How about a request?"

Wu Shanhe's tone was very calm, without the previous anger at all, but everyone could tell that under this calmness, it was the endless anger that he forcibly suppressed.

Hearing Wu Shanhe's words, Emperor Mingchen was slightly taken aback, his eyes also showed curiosity: "What request?"

As soon as these words came out, a smile appeared on Wu Shanhe's old face. It's just that this smile, in the eyes of others, is extremely cold and full of killing intent.

"Fourth, do you dare to fight me?"

Wu Shanhe said abruptly.

Hearing this, Emperor Mingchen frowned slightly, and immediately asked with some doubts: "Wu Shanhe, what kind of medicine are you selling in this gourd?"

Although Wu Shanhe is an old man, he is very ghostly, and his heart is full of bad water. Now that he suddenly mentioned that he wanted to have a decisive battle with him, Emperor Mingchen was naturally extremely vigilant.

"It's nothing, I just think that since you want to join this team, you should show your strength and let us have a look. Otherwise, how can you convince us if you just want to join this team out of thin air? What about it?" Wu Shanhe said with a smile.

As soon as these words came out, everyone's expressions changed.

Ling Yuyao frowned, with worry in her eyes, she couldn't help but said, "Yang Chen, isn't this very good?"

"That's right, President Wu is obviously going for the idea of ​​killing Emperor Mingchen! If the two really fight, I'm afraid it will be a desperate battle, and one will die!" Mu Lingyun said the same Frowning, she also had worried thoughts in her heart.

Why didn't Yang Chen know this?

But what he knew better was how strong Wu Shanhe's hatred for Emperor Mingchen was. If the two of them are not allowed to fight now and untie this knot, otherwise, even if Emperor Mingchen enters this team, when they participate in the war of planes in the future, the two of them will cause unimaginable losses due to personal grievances .

The matter this time is no small matter, Yang Chen absolutely does not allow the phenomenon of discord! If there is a crack in a person's heart, the whole team will be like loose sand, vulnerable to a single blow!

So, thinking of this, Yang Chen also said directly: "How about this, fourth child, you just agree to Little Snotty's request!"

Hearing Yang Chen's words, Emperor Ming Chen narrowed his eyes, as if he was hesitating.

Immediately afterwards, Yang Chen said again: "The two of you will fight here, and we can be your notaries. The winner of the two of you can join the team, and the loser will lose Eligibility to enter the team!"

"Look, how about this?"

As Yang Chen said, he glanced at the two of them and asked.

"That's great!" Wu Shanhe immediately nodded his head as soon as he said this, and immediately clenched his fists under his sleeves, his eyes showing a strong fighting spirit.

"Fourth, the adoptive father said before that you have a very high talent in cultivation, and you will be the one who climbed the highest among us children..."

"But I don't believe it!"

The corners of Wu Shanhe's mouth raised slightly, and he said with a faint smile.

"Do you know why I founded the Warrior Association?"

"Why?" Emperor Mingchen frowned.

"Because of you!" Wu Shanhe snorted suddenly, and said proudly: "The reason why I established the Martial Artists Association is to prove that my achievements in martial arts are no worse than yours!"

Speaking of this, Wu Shanhe's tone suddenly showed a touch of jealousy, and his anger towards Emperor Mingchen also became more intense.

Hearing these words, Yang Chen also fell silent.

That's right, when the four children were together, Emperor Mingchen's talent was indeed the highest, and he was also the person most likely to follow him into the emperor's realm.

But what Yang Chen didn't expect was that his words would leave such a deep mark in Wu Shanhe's heart.

Even after 80,000 years have passed, the other party has always been brooding in his heart.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Hearing Wu Shanhe's words, Twist Ban laughed wildly, with disdain in his eyes: "Third brother, foster father is right, your talent is indeed not as good as mine! Eighty thousand years have passed, I have already stepped into the Emperor Realm, but you are just a weakling at the peak of the Martial Saint Realm! Such a you, what qualifications do you have to be compared with me? What face do you have here, brazenly saying that you want to surpass me?"

Emperor Mingchen's voice was like thunder, buzzing in Wu Shanhe's ears, as if every word could directly hit Wu Shanhe's heart.

"Peak of Martial Saint Realm..."

However, this time.

After hearing Emperor Mingchen's words, the corners of Wu Shanhe's mouth raised slightly, and a meaningful smile appeared on his face.

"Fourth, who told you that I am at the peak of the Martial Saint Realm?"

"Now I have stepped into the emperor's realm!"