There were several people walking towards them from outside the martial arts practice field in area 83. The leader was a middle aged Dragon Fighter with long green hair. He had a pair of green, oily eyes that were extremely frightening, like a poisonous snake that was filled with vultures.

A few youths followed behind him. They were all in high spirits and wore treasured Dao armor. Their expressions were open and their bones were filled with a sense of superiority. Especially when they were looking at the pitiful heads of over a thousand people on Liang Teng's side.

Of course they knew the origin of the people of the 83rd clan. It could be said that he had no history. However, it was said that their true combat abilities were still decent. Every time they fought with potential, there would always be people coming over to suppress this team. Therefore, this time was no exception.

Of course, it wasn't that the ninth clan was afraid of the Dragons, but that they wanted to conserve their strength for the upcoming battles. Thus, they came here during the break.

Outside, cheers and the sound of battle had already sounded out.

They also wanted that kind of cheering!

However, they were never destined for it.

At this moment, they all stood up one after another. The matter that they hated the most had finally arrived. This middle-aged man with green hair was definitely a member of the ninth clan.

Hatred and anger filled their young hearts. They gathered together as they coldly stared at the few people who had just arrived.

The green-haired Middle-aged Fighter brought a few youths and walked in front of them brazenly, looking down on everyone else. The few n.o.ble youths teased each other in an extremely relaxed manner. They didn't even look over, while the green-haired middle-aged man swept his eyes over everyone. He used a haughty tone and said, "The eighty-third race? Where is your leading teacher? Let him come out and see me. "

This person was a Lieutenant of the Wind Moon Army, with a cultivation of six stages of reincarnation. The Six Paths of Illumination was quite famous in the Slaughter Dragon City. His name was Mu Huan.

He asked, but no one on Liang Teng's side answered him.

Seeing the hatred in the eyes of these youths, Mu Huan couldn't help but laugh coldly in his heart.

At this time, a young girl next to him said, "Second Uncle, their reputations are quite poor. It's likely that no one is willing to lead them. Why don't you just find the leader and teach him a lesson? We still need to go back and prepare for the battles against the other top ten clans. "

The woman wore a rainbow-colored Dao armor. Her body shone with dazzling light, and her skin was snow-white. She had a beautiful appearance, and her heart was filled with arrogance. She did not even glance at Liang Teng and the others, completely ignoring them.

Not only did he want Liang Teng and the others to lose, he wanted them to lose very miserably. To kill a thousand of them with a hundred people, what level would that be? Within the ninth clan, each one of them could kill ten people?

Such humiliation filled the hearts of the clansmen of the WarG.o.d Dragon with fierce resistance. Their faces were ashen, and their young hearts were burning with flames. Their powerful will of resistance was something that the opposing Woodcarver would definitely be able to hear.

Mu Huan thought this was quite funny. They were definitely going to scare them off, so he asked, "There are so many of you; there should be a leader, right?"

His gaze swept across the crowd. It was said that there was a Ultimate Dragon among this group of people. His gaze instantly locked onto Liang Teng.

This lonely and cold youth gave him a sense of crisis. Mu Huan could predict that he might have a great future, but it was a pity that he didn't have anyone to guide him. Furthermore, he was going against the ninth clan.

With a slight tug, a "pa" sound could be heard and Liang Teng was dragged over to where he was lying on the ground. Without a word, Mu Huan stomped on Liang Teng's face with his huge feet and stomped on it. With his tyrannical strength, not only was Liang Teng unable to resist, his face was also covered in blood!

"Boss Liang!"

The crowd exclaimed. Their anger had been completely ignited. It was like a devil had caused their minds to go blank, leaving behind only hatred. They wanted to forget everything, to fight, to resist!

There were many things in this world that were more important than life, such as glory and dignity! The thing they could not afford to lose was their dignity!

Their furious hearts were about to explode from the torture, and over a thousand people rushed towards Mu Huan without any regard for their lives. Mu Huan felt bored when he saw the fierce looks of resistance on the young men's faces, and he suddenly waved his hand, sending out over a thousand people, all of them falling to the ground spitting out blood.

In the next moment, he kicked Liang Teng flying. At this moment, Liang Teng's face was covered in blood, but his eyes were as cold and hateful as a wild beast. He was also like Long Chen. He would never forget the humiliation he had suffered today. It was all because of his inability!

"Boss Liang!"

Tears welled up in everyone's eyes as they surrounded Liang Teng.

Liang Teng steadied himself. When everyone looked at the blood on his face, they were even more furious. It was just that they understood their own weakness even more clearly!

After teaching them a lesson, he said in a deep voice, "You saw it." I didn't give you a chance to refuse. You do not have to lose, and you have to lose very miserably. Otherwise, your entire team will be disbanded and you will be expelled from Slaughter Dragon City. Among them, if anyone defeats more than three disciples of the Ninth Clan, we will personally greet them and make them beg for death! Never doubt the truth of what I say, because they can't stand the result! That's all I have to say today. Lowly idiots, you must remember them well. This world is controlled by the strong. When you are still weak, you are just a pile of s.h.i.+t. Don't talk about dignity with laozi.

As soon as the words left Mu Huan's mouth, the Battle Dragon Tribe gathered together. They maintained their silence, and didn't say a single word in response. Instead, they looked at each other, deep confusion filling their eyes. The Woodland had the ability to make them suffer such an ending, so to them, it was a form of despair …

The other one pouted and said, "It's done. Look at how you scared these idiots, none of them dare to speak. What ability did the eighty-three have? In my opinion, even if they were to fight against a thousand of us, they might not be able to defeat a hundred of us. "

Muhuan laughed. "It's best to be on guard against the unexpected. After all, our goal this time is to reach the top seven." He couldn't waste too much energy on these small fry. Now, children, come with me. "

Mu Huan cast another vicious glance at Liang Teng and the others, and then turned around and swaggered away. They didn't even look at Liang Teng and the others once!

The expected humiliation!

They despised themselves, they humiliated themselves, they did not treat themselves as human beings, they only treated themselves as objects that they could toy around with and berate as they pleased!

"Brothers!"

Liang Teng's face was covered in wounds and blood, but he didn't reveal the slightest hint of pain. He clenched his teeth and said, "Today, I understand even more about a principle!"

Only then did everyone look at him.

He swallowed a mouthful of saliva and said word by word, "He is right. We are dog s.h.i.+t!"

Everyone was puzzled.

He didn't have much to say in the first place. It was already quite good to be able to say such a thing.

However, everyone's blood began to boil.

They shared the same ideals and beliefs!

Pang Hong waved his arm and said loudly, "You're right. So what if I die!? Do we still have to live like useless b.a.s.t.a.r.ds? Does life have any meaning? We are known as the War Dragon Tribe, we want to fight, we want others to give us the respect we deserve! We can't let anyone else trample on us anymore! "

Those humiliations and injustices were like bugs lying on their hearts, making them feel extremely uncomfortable. They shouldn't be so young!

"Are we going to give in this time?"

"No, absolutely not!"

Luo Yan suddenly thought of Long Chen.

She said, "Even if Master is unable to return. We still have to learn from him and live as proudly as he does! "

"You're right!"

"Then, kill them all! Ninth Clan! Brothers, once we defeat them, we will create a legend, and we will be the new ninth clan! The top ten clans! "

As long as they could defeat a clan, they could obtain their t.i.tle. The 9th clan would become the 10th clan, or even later!

The t.i.tle of the Ninth Tribe made them feel as if they were about to explode with rage!

On that day, all of their anger was ruthlessly unleashed!

Then, they would wait for the most important battle in their lives to come to an end.