The Gods Are Coming: Fortunately, I Have A God-Slaying Simulator!

"Wow!"

Most of the audience in the audience are from Kyushu, and some are white Persian cats from other countries.

Hearing the arrogant words of the samurai from the Sakura Kingdom, many Kyushu people showed displeasure on their faces.

"Is no one coming up to lead the death? Where's the boxing champion?"

Fujiwara Ichiro yelled in the arena, Master Luo and others all turned their heads away, not daring to look at his sharp eyes.

"It's just such a slippery thing, I'm bad!"

Jiang Ye coldly glanced at Ichiro Fujiwara on the stage, feeling that this person is really weak, he doesn't even have a growth stage, how dare he yell on the stage?

"Leng Ling, don't be impulsive, we are only here to watch the black boxing competition, not to fight!"

A little princess who looks as delicate as a porcelain doll is wearing a golden silk dress with a bag around her waist, which is very kawaii and the material looks very expensive, which is not something that ordinary women can afford .

The underground black boxing arena is filled with all kinds of beasts, and many men are staring at this delicate and fair-looking young man with malicious eyes.

But because of the three strong bodyguards in black and sunglasses next to her, no one dared to act rashly, thinking that they were the children of a certain family who came to watch the fun.

Jiang Ye also noticed this existence like a firefly in the darkness, and he didn't understand how such a small public move would appear in the bloody and violent underground black boxing arena.

"Muyin, let me go, this little day is too much, I have to teach him a lesson!"

A heroic and beautiful woman is wearing a white dress, and the Tai Chi Yin & Yang pattern can be seen faintly on the neckline.

Jiang Ye stared at the face of the heroic woman, feeling an inexplicable familiarity.

Shangguan Muyin grabbed Leng Ling's clothes, but still refused to let go, "Leng Ling, haven't you seen that none of those Grand Great Masters of Chinese martial arts are opponents on stage, you girl who has practiced martial arts for several years, go What are you doing for fun?"

"That's right, a little doll, who goes up and gives us Kyushu Losing face!"

The fat-faced middle-aged man next to him agreed and told Leng Ling not to go up to deliver the food.

"you!"

Leng Ling pointed at the fat-faced middle-aged man sullenly. Just about to get angry, she caught a glimpse of the very familiar and glaring figure standing not far away.

"Leng Huang!"

When coldly's voice came, Jiang Ye was unmoved, and suddenly realized that Leng Huang seemed to be his previous name?

Shangguan Muyin followed the direction of Leng Ling's finger, and really saw the beast that tried to invade her!

Nightmarish memories came to mind, Shangguan Muyin quickly hid behind Leng Ling like a frightened deer.

"Don't point your finger at my nose, do you understand what respect is?"

"Respect? Someone like you deserves it!"

Leng Ling didn't expect to be here, seeing big brother Leng Huang, his tone was not polite.

"Who are you? Know me?"

Jiang Ye was a little strange. Seeing the other person's expression, he seemed to know him?

"Hey, pretending to have amnesia? You actually played this kind of routine with me?"

"Don't you think that by doing this, you can make up for Muyin Little Sister's wounded heart!"

"Muyin? What the hell? Who is she?"

Leng Ling stared wide-eyed, and suddenly laughed out loud, "That's right, you are no longer my big brother, and Dad will also remove you from the family tree!"

"Since three years ago, you have not belonged to my Yanjing Leng family!"

"Wow!"

The four big characters of Yanjing Leng's family caused many spectators around to exclaim.

"Is it the Leng family, one of the four major consortiums in Kyushu? I heard that they control many pillar industries of Life, and the total wealth is scary!"

"Isn't it? The Leng family not only has a very important say in the business world, but even in other Realms with real power!"

Everyone did not expect that they would meet people from the Leng Family Consortium here.

What was even more unexpected was that there were some abandoned child scandals?

Jiang Ye heard something, the heroic woman in front of him was probably the original owner's Little Sister.

Leng Huang in the past probably did a lot of stupid things before being expelled by the Leng family, and even removed from the family tree!

And that delicate and fair woman like a porcelain doll is probably one of the root causes of Leng Huang's mistakes back then.

Jiang Ye suddenly felt like he was lying on the gun for no reason. He is an earth traveler. The bad things about this body are really reasonable and hard to explain.

Leng Ling stared fixedly at Jiang Ye. He hadn't seen him for three years. Why did this former rich second generation feel that something was wrong and seemed to be different?

But what was different, she couldn't tell, she always felt that her temperament was not right.

Very wrong!

Shangguan Muyin grabbed Leng Ling's hand and looked at Jiang Ye not far away like a kitten. A trace of doubt also appeared in his mind.

"Ah~!"

A shrill male voice screamed, bringing everyone back to reality.

The competition in the arena was still going on fiercely.

When Jiang Ye was recognized as Dage, another Kyushu Grand Great Master went to fight in the ring, trying to beat the leader Xiaotian.

However, the Kyushu Grand Great Master was still defeated by several Sakura Country warriors after repeated battles.

"Is there no one else? Then the martial arts of your Kyushu Kingdom is only at this level!"

Thumbs down, Fujiwara Ichiro taunted everyone with disdain.

"If no one comes up to challenge after ten minutes, according to the regulations, the champion's one million dollars will belong to our great Sakura Kingdom!"

Leng Ling withdrew her gaze from Jiang Ye, rolled up her sleeves, broke free from Shangguan Muyin's hand, and was about to step forward to fight.

"With your strength, I don't recommend you to take the stage." Jiang Ye, who was silent, suddenly reminded him.

The fact is indeed the case, the flow capacity of Martial Dao True Qi in Leng Ling's body is much worse than that of the leader Fujiwara Ichiro, and he is not his opponent at all.

Leng Ling's eyes widened when he heard the words, as if he had heard some layman's guidance, he disdainfully said: "Really? You know martial arts?"

Jiang Ye didn't say anything more, the other party didn't seem to suffer a bit, and he won't have a long memory!

Seeing the two brothers and sisters quarreling, Shangguan Muyin was surprised that Leng Huang, a scumbag, would care about Little Sister.

"Leng Ling, your brother is right, this kind of Great Master competition between countries, let those masters do it!"

"No! I can't swallow this breath!"

"Little days of rubbish! I, Leng Ling, will meet you!"

A beautiful figure of a woman in a white dress, using the proficient Qinggong Movement Technique, landed steadily on the ring.

"Who are you? We, the Sakura Warriors, do not duel with unknown people!"

Fujino Ichiro waited for a long time, and saw that it was a little girl who came up, and his face was a little worried.

"Leng Ling of the Tai Chi sect, come up to learn!"

Master Luo and other martial arts Great Masters in the audience were surprised when they heard this title.

"Taijimen? Is it the martial arts school of the national art Taijiquan?"

"It seems to be so, but this little girl can master the subtleties of Taijiquan?"

"I see Xuan!"

"Little girl, come down. These days, the shots are not light or heavy. If you still hold the match in this underground black boxing arena, you will die!"

Leng Ling's face was serious: "I'm not afraid! What kind of Kyushu people are afraid of death!"

"it is good!"

"What a Kyushu person who is afraid of death!"

"Unexpectedly, those of us old bones, there is not a rising star who can see clearly!"

Master Luo and the others looked ashamed and lowered their heads.

Jiang Ye folded his arms and watched everything on the stage quietly, like a spectator who had nothing to do with himself.

"You...you don't persuade Little Sister, she..."

Shangguan Muyin didn't know when, raised a pair of pink fists, and approached cautiously.

Staring at Jiang Ye's delicate and handsome side face, Shangguan Muyin's frightened mind seemed to have a moment of peace.

"This is what the dream interpreter said: Do you have to tie the bell to untie it?"

Jiang Ye glanced at Shangguan Muyin, and noticed the three burly bodyguards who were guarding her left and right.

"I advised her, but obviously, she didn't accept my advice."

"So, let others teach her the dangers of society!"

On the ring, Leng Ling had already started fighting with Xiao Tian, ​​a warrior in white.

The samurai of the Sakura Kingdom follow the fierce way, and their moves are fierce. In the unscrupulous underground world, they have no intention of keeping alive.

Leng Ling hastily parried from the beginning, to the end using a perfect Tai Chi technique, and the Sakura Samurai sent by Fujiwara Ichiro beat you back and forth.

"It's a bit of a skill, but that's it!"

Fujiwara Ichiro sneered, and said, "Osaka, kill her! Give Kyushu martial arts a heavy blow!"

The Osaka samurai who fought against Leng Ling burst out loudly, and slammed a karate punch, straight to the door of Leng Ling's face.

There was a sick smile on his face, and he could already foresee that this young woman's head would burst like a watermelon!

"Leng Ling be careful!"

Under the stage, Shangguan Muyin screamed softly.

Jiang Ye's eyes were sharp. In his eyes, the two people fighting on the stage, every move was as slow as playing a house. "It's not that simple. Leng Ling still has two brushes, but they are limited to two." brush."

As soon as the words fell, Shangguan Muyin saw Leng Ling crossed his hands, parrying the karate punch.

Her footsteps also took five or six steps backwards.

Suddenly Leng Ling's figure, without retreating, recoiled, like a white butterfly, directly rushing to the Osaka warrior.

"not good!"

Osaka didn't see the expected scene and realized something was wrong.

Sure enough, when his old strength was gone and his new strength was not born.

A blow that was more ferocious than a karate jab, the Baji Bengquan, crackled and bombarded in front of him!