This place is known as the number one gladiator arena in China. If he gets beaten up on his own turf, how can he face anyone to continue operating here?
"Mr. Liu, let me give it a try." Just then, Ye Xingchen stood up.
"Brother, really?" Liu Kun was taken aback. Strictly speaking, Ye Xingchen was not yet one of his men, and given the other party's strength, there was no need for him to take this risk.
"I think my kung fu is pretty good." Ye Xingchen smiled and said, "I've heard that the ancient Indian war dance of the Indians is quite good. I've wanted to try it for a long time, but I haven't had the chance. This is a good opportunity to have a friendly spar."
"Alright, you two can step down now. Let Brother Ye handle this." Liu Kun waved his hand at his two subordinates.
"Yes, boss." His two subordinates breathed a sigh of relief and quickly withdrew.
Seeing the tiger's fate, the two of them were actually quite uneasy, but they had already come this far and had no choice but to step forward.
Upon seeing someone willing to die for them, they quickly stepped back, fearing that Ye Xingchen might change his mind.
"Hehe, friend, there's no need to make trouble for yourself, really." Amir chuckled. "You Chinese have a saying: 'A wise man submits to circumstances.' I advise you to be pragmatic, otherwise, no one can save you."
"We Chinese have a lot of different languages, and you wouldn't understand the meaning of many of them at all." Ye Xingchen laughed: "President Liu is my friend, what's wrong with me standing up for him and fighting? Send your men down, don't waste your time."
"Dara, kill him." Amir grinned and gave the order in Hindi: "Don't hold back, let them know how powerful we are."
Dara nodded, his tense face looking somewhat serious. He walked up to Ye Xingchen, bowed slightly to him, and then slowly raised his head.
He stood with his legs spread apart and his arms outstretched, in a ready-to-go posture.
"Huh, you've changed your tactics?" Ye Xingchen looked at him.
“You are very strong, and didn’t you say you wanted to see our ancient Indian war dance?” Dara stared at Ye Xingchen and said, “Now I will fight you with the war dance I have been learning since I was a child, so that you will die knowing why.”
"I was just being polite, and you actually took it seriously?" Ye Xingchen looked at the guy speechlessly. "You really think this thing of yours is lethal?"
"Whether it's lethal or not, we'll only know after we try it." Tadala's expression was somewhat cold: "But there's one thing you need to understand: you need to be prepared to leave this world."
"Well, thanks for reminding me. I'm ready. Come on." Ye Xingchen grinned and waved to the guy.
Dara stared at Ye Xingchen, then suddenly made a strange gesture, rapidly moving forward from an unbelievable direction before attacking Ye Xingchen.
This guy actually launched a sneak attack, but his attack was full of flaws, which may be the true level of their Ancient Seal War Dance.
Ye Xingchen naturally couldn't kill this guy right away; that would be too conspicuous. He needed to conserve some strength in front of Liu Kun, otherwise the guy would think he was too strong and difficult to control, which was not the outcome Ye Xingchen wanted.
The two exchanged blows, exchanging dozens of moves in an instant. Dara never expected to encounter such a formidable expert as Ye Xingchen here.
As the battle intensified, Dara grew anxious. He suddenly looked up, his eyes flashing with a green light. Then, his pupils narrowed, and his eyes, like those of a cold-blooded animal, stared intently at Ye Xingchen.
The Eye of the Serpent is a secret technique belonging to the Tianluo Sect. This guy actually fused with the spirit of a serpent, and when he uses this eye technique during a fight, it can bewitch a person's mind, thereby reducing or halting their combat power.
Ye Xingchen was stunned. Damn it, you're using underhanded tactics when things are going well? Shameless.
The so-called Serpent Eyes naturally had little influence on Ye Xingchen, but he deliberately paused slightly, pretending to be bewitched by the Serpent Eyes.
Dara was overjoyed. He was sure Ye Xingchen had fallen for his trick. He stepped forward and slapped Ye Xingchen across the face.
He had just slapped the tiger seven or eight meters away, and the tiger was almost powerless to fight back. Now he was going to repeat the same trick.
Unfortunately, this guy underestimated Ye Xingchen's strength, and he also overestimated his own.
When Ye Xingchen stretched out his palm and slapped him, sending him flying out of the octagonal cage, the entire scene erupted in cheers.
*Smack!* Ye Xingchen slapped the guy away, sending him flying out of the octagonal cage with a thud. He knocked over many things along the way before crashing to the ground with a thud, his head hitting the steps.
"Okay." Liu Kun slapped his thigh hard, almost jumping up.
He said with a smile, "Amir, how's my brother's skill level? Not bad, right?"
"Heh, Liu, it's not over yet. Dara hasn't lost yet. I believe he can turn the tide of the battle." Amir sneered, his eyes fixed on the scene. He was confident that the tide of the battle would turn.
"Idiot." That was Liu Kun's assessment of Amir.
He had dealt with Indians quite a bit, and those people were all like that—they couldn't afford to play games or lose.
Dara struggled to his feet. Ye Xingchen's blow was indeed heavy, leaving him with blood gushing from his mouth. He wiped the blood from his mouth and nose and then glared fiercely at Ye Xingchen.
"You're not convinced?" Ye Xingchen smiled slightly, even he himself felt that his words were nonsense.
He beat the guy up like that, so the other person is definitely not going to accept it.
However, Dara probably didn't know that he had actually held back just now. If Ye Xingchen hadn't shown mercy, this guy wouldn't be standing here now, venting his fury.
"You forced me to do this, don't blame me." Dara sneered, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, then clasped his hands together and silently chanted a spell.
This guy was chanting in Sanskrit, and it was very long, with a lot of Sanskrit that I couldn't understand.
The Serpent Spell: Reciting this spell allows one to be possessed by a serpent, thereby defeating enemies.
The people of the Tianluo Sect refer to the spirit snake as the divine snake, and their sect also worships the snake god.
As the incantation was recited, the skin on the man's face changed, and faint, fine scales appeared on his forehead.
Liu Kun was taken aback. He stood up abruptly, looked at Dara, and was too shocked to speak.
“Hehe, Mr. Liu, don’t be nervous. Dara comes from a religion that worships serpents as gods. His current situation is that he has been possessed by a serpent.” Amir explained, “He is a person, not a monster.”
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