C189 The mockery of the Wang Zongshi!

Name:Sovereign of the Golden Age Author:
"Haha, Ye Wuchen, you are able to exchange two hundred blows with me, so you already have the qualifications to become the new City Lord of the Corona City!" Even though Han Zhao's face was a bit pale and his breathing was unstable, he still carried a smile on his face.

Everyone could not help but nod in shock. Indeed, Ye Wuchen being able to fight Old City Lord to this extent was already extremely difficult, and was even several times stronger than the previous challengers.

Ye Wuchen frowned, his face was gloomy, following that he shook his head: "To me, as the City Lord, there is only one measure, and that is to defeat you!"

"Hehe, Wu Chen, forget it. It's enough now!" Han Zhao frowned, he did not want to continue the fight, in order to avoid a situation where both of them were heavily injured.

But Ye Wuchen shook his head, this time he had to make a decision, rules were rules, if he could not even win against Han Zhao, even if he became the City Lord of Corona City, he would still fail against the other eight cities' City Lords, Tian Jiao City Lord.

Thus, this time, he had to win. Then, he could only use his true strength.

"This time, I will use my true strength to defeat you!" Ye Wuchen looked at Han Zhao and suddenly spoke. Following that, his figure disappeared without a trace, his aura even more so.

's expression did not change, but in his heart, he was somewhat angry. He had already given Ye Wuchen a lot of face, but Ye Wuchen actually did not care.

With a deep roar, Han Zhao released both of his arms, immediately, the golden light expanded out to cover the surrounding dozens of miles, the imposing aura on the stage was like a sharp berserk blade, and the sand-like imposing aura swept out, revealing Han Zhao's Holy Body beneath the two types of imposing auras!

"It … it's actually the Sand Scorpio!" The Wang Zongshi sat on top of the Devil Tiger, his face was gloomy and solemn, the Sand Scorpio could be considered one of the best holy bodies.

Pang Jie and Qin Ziqing could not help but be somewhat shocked. This Han Zhao was indeed not simple, no wonder he could become the Old City Lord s of the Corona City.

The golden light from the Berserk Sand Body turned into a saber as it flew into the sky and smashed down in a certain direction.

Obviously, that direction was Ye Wuchen's current location.

As expected, when the terrifying aura surged out, almost to the point of crushing Ye Wuchen, Ye Wuchen's expression did not contain any sadness or joy, nor did he show any nervousness. Instead, he waved his left hand, and pointed it towards the sky like a sword.

"Scare! Heaven! Thunder! Change!"

Everyone was staring at the sky in a daze, the dark clouds shrouding the entire sky with dark energy. Gradually, under the black clouds, the clouds rose up a hundred thousand feet high, golden light turned into lightning, and the thunder was like a huge dragon that came crashing down onto the world.

No energy, no physique could contend against the golden lightning, not even the golden sand body.

Han Zhao's face immediately paled. He finally understood why Ye Wuchen wanted to use his true strength to defeat him. It turned out that he had never used his true trump cards in his previous matches.

Then right now, the Heaven-Shocking Lightning Form was his trump card and also his true strength.

Feeling the terrifying aura that was about to be burnt, the surrounding temperature also instantly increased by a few hundred degrees. Han Zhao's golden sand body already started to flash, it was somewhat unstable, Han Zhao increased the penetrating strength of his vitality, ensuring that his physique was not damaged.

However, under this kind of terrifying aura, even if one had a golden sand physique, they would still not be able to do anything. The rumbling golden thunder descended like a raging dragon and rushed to the top, directly blowing up the golden sand physique, following that, Ye Wuchen took a step forward and instantly appeared in front of Han Zhao.

With a bang, Han Zhao was directly sent flying, and landed heavily on the arena. He was just half a step away from falling onto the plaza, but even so, Han Zhao still continuously spat out three breaths of air.

At this moment, everyone's faces were stupefied with shock. They were completely silent, because they didn't know what to say. Even those that were deeply moved were silent.

After who knows how long, Han Zhao finally managed to get up with difficulty. Clutching his heavily injured chest, he looked at Ye Wuchen with admiration. Who would have thought that Ye Wuchen would actually keep his trump card up, it was only deliberately using his own strength and vitality.

Right now, just this one move alone was enough to make him have no choice but to submit, because Ye Wuchen was too terrifying.

He coughed a few times, and there were still some blood stains on his mouth. After coughing all of them out, he returned to normal, walked towards Ye Wuchen, and slowly stretched out his arm.

Ye Wuchen held onto Han Zhao's arm, the two of them tightly clenched their fists, and felt each other's strength.

"Corona City, I'll leave it to you!" Han Zhao grinned widely as he laughed, and after laughing to the point that it affected his wounds, he couldn't help but to cry out in pain.

Even though it was still hard for him to accept it, he had never lost in the past, and this was his first time losing.

"I won't stay here for long. After I leave, you'll still be the mayor!" Ye Wuchen explained everything clearly in advance.

Hearing this, Han Zhao merely smiled and did not say anything, because which one of the people who came to the Haotian Small World from the outside was not temporarily coming? It was all for the Glory points and activity.

"Alright, everything is up to you!" Han Zhao nodded his head in agreement. The two looked at each other and smiled.

Only then did the crowd dare to cheer passionately, and only then did they dare to clench their fists and shout out New City Lord's name. Everyone was obviously very excited.

"Hehe, you became the city lord of the Corona City just like that? Aren't you making people unconvinced? "

Wang Zongshi took a step forward, falling from the Devil Tiger's body, then immediately stood on the stage, openly standing in front of Ye Wuchen, staring coldly at Ye Wuchen, his voice low in anger.

The sudden change in events disrupted everyone's thoughts, and when they looked at Wang Zongshi on the stage, everyone's expression changed, and they became silent.

Ye Wuchen looked at Wang Zongshi. This kind of expression, which seemed like he deserved a beating, did not get along with the other party and directly shouted coldly: "What are you trying to do? Just say it directly, don't talk so much nonsense! "

"Hehe, you made us five brothers lose face yesterday, what about this matter?" When Wang Zongshi saw that Ye Wuchen actually treated him with such a tone and attitude, he became even more furious immediately.

Ye Wuchen glanced at the other four Heaven's Pride, and then retracted his gaze, laughing unhappily: "What do you want to do, just say it, why are you spouting so much nonsense?"

"Good boy, you have guts. Then let me tell you, the five of us are not very satisfied with you. We intend to have you give up your position as the city lord. Do you have any objections?"

The straightforward request for the City Master's position made everyone's expression change greatly, and Han Zhao's expression also started to become heavy at the side.

Ye Wuchen looked at Wang Zongshi's arrogant appearance. Originally, he was not angry, but now, he was angry, he hated these kind of arrogant heaven's pride experts the most. Even though he was arrogant, he did not like others being arrogant.

He would not listen to orders like this.

"I'm sorry, I've already obtained the City Lord's position. I'll give it to you. How much face do you all have?"

I'll give it to you. How much face do you have? After Ye Wuchen said this, the atmosphere immediately froze.

Everyone was shocked, this Ye Wuchen actually dared to say such words to a Five Heaven Chosen, was he really not afraid of death?

"Ye Wuchen dares to say that, could he possibly defeat Five Heaven Chosen in one move?" When the surrounding people heard his words, they immediately agreed: "I don't think so. When you saw Ye Wuchen and Han Zhao's fight, he used more than two hundred moves.

"I suspect that yesterday's matter was sudden, and that Five Heaven Chosen has not reacted yet!" He refused to believe that Ye Wuchen, who was only at the Ninth Layer of Saint Master, could defeat the Five Heaven Chosen in one move. It was just a joke.

His words quickly garnered the approval of many others, and more and more people felt that Ye Wuchen's move yesterday had some element of luck, so they did not think well of him.

But Ye Wuchen did not care about what they thought, and what they thought was also irrelevant, so there was no need to care.

Wang Zongshi stood opposite of Ye Wuchen. After hearing Ye Wuchen's words, which were filled with contempt and shame, he smiled, and did not immediately become angry.

"It seems that you really won't shed tears until you see the coffin!" Wang Zongshi grinned, his face filled with venom.

Ye Wuchen's face darkened, and retorted immediately: "At least you don't have the qualifications!"

"Heh heh, you idiot who wants to die. Since that's the case, then let my third junior brother play with you!" The Wang Zongshi laughed coldly, he then retreated a few steps and looked at the Four Heaven's Pride men on his Devil Tiger mount. Three of the heaven's pride level experts stepped forward, and after landing on their mounts, they stood on the stage.

The originally lax arena was now a bit crowded.

It was like a few blades that warned Ye Wuchen in advance. However, when Ye Wuchen sensed these auras, he did not believe them at all. Honestly speaking, these three brats, they really could not stop him.

"Ol 'Three, Ol' Four, Ol 'Five, it's all up to you!" Wang Zongshi retreated to the side, and then stared at Ye Wuchen with a playful look. He did not believe that Ye Wuchen would not lose.

He didn't even need to personally make a move to make Ye Wuchen submit and kowtow to him to apologize. That was right, he was kowtowing to him to apologize. Wang Zongshi had already made plans to ruthlessly humiliate Ye Wuchen the moment Ye Wuchen kneeled down.

Humiliation of a strong opponent had always been a pleasure for the Wang Zongshi.

Ye Wuchen pursed his lips and teasingly looked at the three youths who appeared on stage. All of them were dressed in black robes, giving off a gloomy feeling.

These three youths, one Peak Saint Master and two at the peak of the Saint Master Ninth Level, in the eyes of the Wang Zongshi, this kind of lineup was more than enough to deal with Ye Wuchen.