After the competition just now, Zhao Zhijun and others have regarded Yang Haotian as their savior.
Whether a miracle will happen in the West District this year and they will be given priority in selecting new players, or whether they will still be crushed by the East District, it all depends on Yang Haotian.
How could he tolerate Wei Biao's disrespect for Yang Haotian?
"Yoho! Looks like you guys in the West District are cramming?"
Wei Biao looked at Yang Haotian with more interest, but more of a sneer and disdain.
"Zhao Zhijun, it seems like you guys are planning to fight in the ring this year?"
"You bunch of wimps are putting your hopes on a young boy. How ridiculous!"
Wei Biao looked at Zhao Zhijun like a fool.
The quota for newcomers in the Ability Bureau was provided to them by their superiors. According to the regulations, the two sides needed to compete to decide the priority of selection.
This is not only a question of selecting new people, but also involves who can suppress whom.
But Wei Biao is a top martial artist, and no one in the West District can match him.
At first, Zhao Zhijun and Jian Hong were not convinced and tried to compete, but each time they were beaten to a pulp by Wei Biao like monkeys.
Later, the West District stopped competing and simply gave up the right of priority selection.
But Zhao Zhijun's tough attitude today surprised Wei Biao.
"Of course we have to compete. In the past few years, you from the East District have always been allowed to choose first. This time it should be our West District's turn, right?" Zhao Zhijun said somewhat unconvinced.
"We really want to fight in a ring?"
Wei Biao's face turned cold and he slapped a surrender form in front of Zhao Zhijun.
In the past, when they didn't compete, the West District only needed to sign the surrender form and report to the higher-ups.
"Zhao Zhijun, I'll give you one more chance. Just sign here and I can pretend that what happened just now never happened."
"Otherwise, even though you can get up to the stage vertically, you will probably have to come down sideways." A threatening look flashed across Wei Biao's face, and he clenched his fists so hard that they made a clattering sound.
"Mr. Yang, look..."
Wei Biao has always been strong. To be honest, Zhao Zhijun is also a little unsure. What to do in this matter depends on Yang Haotian.
After all, Wei Biao is a top martial artist and is not so easy to deal with.
"Give up?"
"The word 'surrender' has never appeared in my dictionary." Yang Haotian didn't even look at Wei Biao, he picked up the tea and took a sip.
"The tea is good." Yang Haotian smiled faintly.
Originally he was reluctant to be the instructor, but since he had accepted the position, he could not bear to see the West District being inferior to others again.
"Boy, we're going to play golf later. I didn't want to do anything, but since you're looking for death, I can teach you a lesson!"
A fierce light flashed in Wei Biao's eyes. Yang Haoming was more than just looking down on him.
This was clearly a slap in his face!
Wei Biao dressed up carefully before going out today. He originally wanted to play golf, and coming to the West District was just a detour.
I didn’t expect that Yang Haotian would encounter such a mistake?
"I'm sorry, but I'm not interested in teaching you a lesson."
"If you admit defeat now, we don't have to fight anymore." Yang Haotian had no interest in fighting with Wei Biao at all.
The opponent was too weak and was not even worthy of his attention.
Everyone in the East District widened their eyes, thinking they had heard wrongly.
The West District has always been the younger brother in front of them, but today it is so ignorant of the consequences?
"Okay, kid, you're crazy!"
"Stop talking nonsense and let's get started now!"
As he was speaking, Wei Biao had already asked everyone to make way for an open space and wait for Yang Haotian to go out for the competition.
The people in the West District also looked at Yang Haotian with anticipation.
"Yang Haotian, right? Today I will let you see what real power is!"
As a result, as soon as Yang Haotian walked out, he saw Wei Biao stretch out his hand and grab the air, and the air around him instantly became cold.
It’s even colder than winter!
Zhao Zhijun and others, including the people in the East District, all changed their expressions.
Isn’t this power simply terrifying?
Then, something even more unbelievable happened to them.
A crystal clear ice sword appeared out of thin air and was caught in Wei Biao's hand.
"brush!"
Wei Biao waved his hand casually, a sword light appeared, and a tall rockery next to him was instantly shattered into pieces!
"Wei Biao you!" Zhao Zhijun was completely surprised.
Although Zhao Zhijun's ability is average, he has the vision to be the captain.
The strength displayed by Wei Biao has already exceeded the scope of a martial artist.
He can change the temperature at will and grab an ice sword out of thin air. These are terrifying methods that only King Wu can possess!
"Wei Biao... have you been promoted to King of Martial Arts?" Zhao Zhijun said in a trembling voice.
This is just horrible.
No matter how powerful a martial artist is, he is still a mortal. It's just that his physical toughness, strength, and speed are a little terrifying.
But King Wu possesses many mysterious and unpredictable methods!
Fly, mobilize the power of the five elements, and even use the power of nature for your own benefit.
It can be said that no matter how powerful a martial artist is, a thousand ordinary people armed with weapons can kill him.
But King Wu was different.
When one reaches the level of Martial King, no matter how many ordinary people come, they will be helpless against him. If they attack by force, they will only die.
"Hahaha!"
"That's right, now you're scared?" Wei Biao laughed wildly.
"I have achieved a breakthrough to the Martial King not long ago and will be transferred to the headquarters soon. I didn't expect that someone would come up to me for free to act as a human sandbag so that I can stretch my muscles before I take office?"
"I don't think it's possible. All you people from the West District should come together, so I don't have to deal with them one by one!"
Wei Biao sneered repeatedly and looked at the people in the West District, as if he was a god of war looking down on a group of ants.
"This... this is not fair! We admit defeat and we won't compete anymore!" Zhao Zhijun's face changed.
He originally thought that Yang Haotian was young and might have the cultivation level of a peak martial artist, so he might be able to compete with Wei Biao.
But he never expected that Wei Biao was already the King of Martial Arts?
Now Yang Haotian is definitely no match for Wei Biao.
Moreover, Wei Biao is ruthless, and Yang Haotian is such a genius. If they were to suffer any injuries, it would be a loss.
"Humph! Once my sword is unsheathed, how can you just say no to the fight?"
"I just asked you to admit defeat, but you didn't listen. Do you blame me?"
Wei Biao enjoyed the horrified looks of the people in the West District, and he felt extremely refreshed in every pore.
"Yes, we must compete!"
"If you feel you are not sure of winning, just come together. Our captain is not afraid of you at all!" The people in the West District also shouted.
They were also very surprised, because Wei Biao had never said before that he was already the King of Martial Arts!
And since Wei Biao is going to be transferred to the headquarters, won’t the position of the top leader of the Tiandu East District be vacant?
They all have a chance!
"You are already a martial king, how can you compare?"
"You are not bullying me"
But before Zhao Zhijun could finish his words, he was interrupted by Yang Haotian.
"You are just a martial king, and you dare to yell in front of me?"
“Who gave you the courage?”
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