He Has a Dragon

In the process of waiting for the five masters to gather together, the time was already past 8.30, Zhao Maik had to arrange for two fighting players to have a mating match first. [Starter]

In the dressing room, Wang Le took a shower, put on the blue pants that had been prepared, and then sat down on the black leather sofa in the dressing room and closed his eyes.

As for Chen Sheng, he didn't chat with Wang Le consciously, but kept outside the locker room door to avoid being disturbed.

At the same time, in another locker room, the spiker and Lu Xuan were already waiting.

"Brother Lu, it's up to you this time." The spiker said to Lu Xuan.

I saw Lu Xuan poking his lips and saying, "If it weren't for you, Qian Qiang, I really don't want to wear a pair of big pants and run to the ring to compete with others. I always feel awkward."

The spiker smiled back and said, "Why go into the country."

"Brother Qian, I just heard Zhao Bo, the boss here, that there are a few big men here tonight. Then, if Wang Le is abolished, is it a bit wrong?"

Lu Xuan asked with a frown, although he was not afraid of trouble, but no one wanted to cause trouble.

The spiker's eyes flickered with hate and said: "No fist, no eyes, as long as he doesn't let him lose his life. As for all the consequences, it is my money and someone to bear it. By that time, I promised Brother Lu something, I'll definitely put it in my hands. "

"Well, since Brother Qian said so, I will not be arrogant to the younger brother. When the time comes, things will be in hand and they will leave Beijing immediately."

After groaning for ten seconds, Lu Xuan finally nodded and agreed.

After a pause, Lu Xuan shook his head and sighed, "How much hatred Brother Qian and Wang Le was, he was willing to take out the source stone as a chip."

The spiker smiled and said, "I can't bear the child's inability to hold back the wolf. Besides, as long as you won't win, brother."

After speaking, the spiker stood up and didn't talk anymore, and left the locker room directly, so that Lu Xuan prepared for the war and adjusted his spirit to the highest level!

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After the infield match, the family members in the whole stadium were also absent-minded, and from time to time they looked at the uppermost box on the east side.

"What kind of competition is there tonight? The grandfathers of the five great families have all come here. The competition schedule of Tianxiang Pavilion is very sparse and ordinary. There is nothing special."

"I just heard a friend who worked in Tianxiang Pavilion said that Wang Le, the son-in-law of the Mu family, is going to play."

"Hey, it seems that the battle of dragons and tigers tonight is inevitable. No wonder the old men have come to join in the fun."

"Xiao Le, come on."

Chen Sheng pushed open the locker room door from the outside and looked at Wang Le, who was in the black leather sofa with closed eyes and never opened.

Opening the dull eyes without feeling emotion, he stood up from the sofa, so that the purple-gold true dragon tattoo on the chest and back was completely stretched and opened, Wang Le clenched his lips without saying a word, and went Walk outside the locker room.

Since fighting against the congenital masters of the Hong family and Li Mubai, the inner guard, Wang Le clearly realized that he did not have the absolute strength to crush these masters who have achieved martial arts.

Let's say that the life-and-death fight between the congenital master of Hong family, although defeating the opponent, but Wang Le himself was also severely injured, and he recovered after a long time of healing.

Therefore, Wang Le had to be cautious and solemnly face the innate master who was about to fight with himself on the ring.

Watching Wang Le go out along the dim channel without a glance, Chen Sheng's face was also dignified, he could feel that Wang Le was not as relaxed when facing his opponent this time.

Between thoughts, Chen Sheng took a white towel and chased Wang Le, who was walking in front.

In the large luxury box, five old men sat on the sofa drinking tea and chatting, and the juniors stood side by side respectfully.

As the owner of Tianxiang Pavilion, Zhao Maike, and also a descendant of the Chen family, of course, had to accompany all the gentlemen and wait carefully.

At this time, Mr. Zhao glanced at his grandson, and asked gently, "Mike, what is the name of Wang Le's opponent this time, and what is his origin?"

Zhao Maike quickly and respectfully replied: "Wang Le's opponent is Lu Xuan, a local in Beijing, but at a very young age, he left Beijing to study and learn from the teacher. As for the origin of his teacher, his grandson is not sure if his father is here. May know something. "

As soon as the words fell, I saw Mr. Liu saying with emotion: "People who can enter the martial arts are not simple. Presumably, this battle against Taiwan will be more difficult than the last one in Taihedian! "

Su Zhendong's eyes flashed with anxiety, starting to worry about his grandson.

Just then, all the lights outside the box were dimmed.

The only strong light hit the host standing on the ring with a microphone.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the next peak battle will be unparalleled, and now let us have the emperor from Jiangnan who once was the peak of the fighting king !!!"

In the host's intensive roar and long-sounding roar, under the sound of thunderous thunder and flashing sounds from the venue, the strong light hitting the platform was directed toward the exit of the channel.

Just meeting without expression, Wang Le with a real dragon on his body slowly walked out of the passage.

Those children who knew Wang Le in the venue were all in a frenzy when the host spoke of the emperor, because this will be a blood-thirsty, well ~ www.readwn.com ~ and a perverted game! !! !!

The strong light hit Wang Le's body, moving with him, and walking all the way to the octagonal platform made of iron pillars and thin steel bars.

The audience in the distance around the platform, through the large high-definition liquid crystal display screens directly above the platform, clearly saw the overbearing and extraordinarily true dragon tattoo on Wang Le's body, forming a strong contrast with his handsome face , People feel extremely shocking!

Some of the children in the venue who had watched Wang Le compete with the spiker, after seeing that dragon tattoo, thought that at that time, the dragon bathed the spiker's blood, and they could not help but swallow.

"This little white face is abnormal."

"Broken the braid with your teeth. Fuck really doesn't know what this guy thinks."

"Let's have an invitation below, Lu Xuan!"

Obviously, the host's voice is a lot weaker this time, because there is nothing to introduce, there is not even a nickname, think about the young and the king, the nickname emperor!

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