A quasi-emperor realm warrior is actually taking the initiative to challenge an emperor-level powerful man!

If this were put before, it would only make these ancient clan strong men think that they were self-destructive and a kind of arrogance that was ignorant of the world!

But, is this arrogant?

They saw Ye Junlang's strength with their own eyes. To be precise, they just saw the strength shown by Ye Junlang. None of the Blood Moon Ancient Clan or the Holy Night Remnants who came on the stage had forced Ye Junlang's true strength.

Therefore, no one in the ancient clan knows how strong Ye Junlang's true strength is.

What they saw was that the disciples of the ancient Blood Moon clan and the quasi-emperor realm of the Holy Night clan were completely powerless in front of Ye Junlang.

Such a quasi-emperor realm warrior has never had the strength to compete with the powerful people in the first emperor realm.

Therefore, when Ye Junlang directly challenged Saint Jet, some ancient clan strongmen were surprised at first, then they were silent, and their eyes were all looking at Saint Jet.

They were all watching and seeing what choices St. Jeter would make.

When Saint Jet heard Ye Junlang threatening to challenge him, he was stunned. When he came to his senses, his first thought was anger, bizarre anger!

A guy in the quasi-emperor realm dares to provoke a life-and-death battle against himself so arrogantly?

This is a humiliation to him, and even more a humiliation to the tribe of the Holy Night!

Saint Jet was not an impulsive and short-sighted person, otherwise he would not have been sent to the ancient city of Yixu to take charge of some things from the Holy Night Relics. His eyes flashed with cold light, staring at Ye Junlang on the arena.

In his opinion, since Ye Junlang dared to challenge him, he must have enough confidence to fight against the emperor-level powerful people.

What does Ye Junlang’s confidence come from? Or, what does he rely on?

There is still a huge difference between the quasi-emperor realm and the real first emperor realm. The biggest difference is the use of the power of the emperor.

If the wisp of imperial power that a quasi-emperor realm warrior can evolve is just a drop of water, then the imperial power that a powerful man in the first emperor realm can evolve is no less than a large tank of water, and the gap in this is irreparable.

There are only two ways to face Saint Jet - fight or avoid fight!

If he went out rashly, he would not know what Ye Junlang had. If he lost, it would not only affect the entire Holy Night Relics, but he would be really disgraced by then. If he avoided the battle, it would not work. The Holy Night Relics would still be shamed, and he would also leave a shadow in his heart, a shadow of avoiding the battle and cowardly. This would inevitably lay a huge hidden danger for his future martial arts practice and would become a knot in his heart.

Therefore, St. Jet is really in a dilemma now.

On the ring, Ye Junlang looked at Saint Jet, and he sneered and said, "Don't a powerful man in the First Emperor Realm dare to accept my challenge? I fought four games in a row, not to mention being injured. The consumption of my own physical strength and strength is inevitable. Under such circumstances, a powerful man in the First Emperor Realm is actually avoiding my challenge, which is really ridiculous!

Is this the nature of the Holy Night Remnants?

Tempered, timid, fearful, and will only suppress people with power. There is no such aura as a warrior to fight. Such a race deserves to be an ancient race?"

Saint Jet's face turned completely gloomy. Ye Junlang's words were heartbroken. If he really wanted to avoid the war, then the surviving clans in the ancient city of Yixu in the Holy Night will probably not be able to raise their heads.

St. Jet stared at Ye Junlang on the ring field, and he said in a cold tone: "Satan, do you really want to fight me?"

"Nonsense, if you dare to come on stage, then I dare to fight! The key is, do you dare to come on a fight?" Ye Junlang said coldly.

A glimmer of light flashed in Saint Jet's eyes. He weighed in his heart. No matter from which angle this battle was, it could only win but not lose.

This is a big deal.

If he is defeated, the power of the Holy Night Remnants will plummet and he will become a laughing stock. A dignified emperor-level powerhouse is no match for a quasi-emperor warrior. It is too embarrassing to spread it.

In Saint Jet's trade-offs, the chances of him winning this battle are almost 100%. He doesn't believe that a quasi-emperor realm warrior can still fight him beyond the level.

"Okay, since you want to die, I will fulfill your wish! I will take this battle!"

Saint Jet said in a deep voice.

As soon as this statement came out, the people of the major ancient tribes on the field looked sideways, and it seemed that this arena showdown was becoming more and more interesting.

When the dragon girl heard that Saint Jet was fighting, she felt a little worried. She couldn't help but look at the Silver Dragon beside her and couldn't help but ask in a low voice: "Uncle Silver Dragon, can Satan really fight Satan?"

A glimmer of light flashed in Silver Long's eyes. He looked at Ye Junlang on the ring and said, "Satan never fought unprepared wars. Although he was arrogant when provoking the tribe of Holy Night, he had always been calm and steady. Since he dared to challenge the emperor-level powerhouse, he must have been prepared."

"Can Satan beat an imperial-level powerhouse? Or is it an imperial-level powerhouse from the ancient clan!" The dragon girl seemed a little unbelievable.

The Dragon Girl is currently also in the quasi-emperor realm, and she has awakened the extremely pure holy dragon bloodline. Even if she does not dare to say that she can beat an ancient imperial-level powerhouse.

She knew that there was still a big gap between the quasi-emperor realm and the real First Emperor realm.

"You can tell if you look."

Yinlong spoke, and he noticed that the old man Ye next to him seemed to be alive and had a calm expression. Perhaps this battle might be beyond everyone's expectations.

The dragon girl nodded. She stopped talking, but she was still a little nervous.

After seeing Saint Jet fight, Ye Junlang sneered and said, "As an emperor-level strong man, you have the advantage when I fight you with my quasi-emperor level, but I don't care. But this bet is essential. With the bet, you can do your best to fight. At least five sixth grade medicinal materials."

Saint Jet's face turned cold, and he said, "There are only two sixth-grade medicinal materials left in our tribe's stronghold. However, there are still some high-grade martial arts pills in our tribe's stronghold. I can use high-grade martial arts pills to replace them."

"Then two sixth-grade medicinal materials and five sixth-grade martial arts pills." Ye Junlang said.

St. Jett thought for a while and said, "Yes."

"Take the bet first and keep it for Senior Silver Dragon to keep it, so that you will not be able to lose money if you lose." Ye Junlang said.

"you--"

St. Jett was furious. Did this guy definitely think he would lose?

Well, let's see how he dies later.

Soon, the person in charge of the Holy Night Relics already sent both the Gaopin medicinal materials and the Gaopin Wudan, and handed them over to Yinlong for safekeeping along with Ye Junlang's bets.
Chapter completed!