Urban Strongest Emperor System

Until Bai Xiaofei's figure disappeared, everyone was still deeply shocked.

"What did I see? Frye, the god of war who has achieved a record of 99 consecutive victories and is about to create a myth, was seriously injured and vomited blood after being yelled at?"

"I've seen that guy, he is the 'masked man' widely rumored on the Internet! Even the little heavenly king, Gu Chenguang, was almost beaten to death by him, and it's not uncommon for Frye to be defeated!"

"Is he the legendary 'masked man'? Oh my god, I wanted to rob him just now, but luckily I didn't do anything stupid!"

Everyone was talking in low voices in horror.

"Oh shit!"

"It's in vain for me to praise you so much, but I took the initiative to provoke others and was defeated?"

"What a waste!"

At this moment, a young man looked very unhappy and cursed at Frye on the ground.

"Eh? Who are you? How dare you insult Frye? Although he lost! But after all, the target is the terrifying 'masked man', and he can't help it! You do what you want!"

A strong man pointed at the young man's nose and shouted.

This burly man is a die-hard fan of Frye, and the person he admires the most is Frye, so when he heard the young man's voice, he immediately accused him of dissatisfaction.

"Huh? Courting death!"

The young man's face flushed with anger, revealing a murderous intent.

The strong man is not afraid at all, he is a murderer who escaped from the New Territories, he is extremely ruthless, he doesn't pay attention to the youth at all, but wants to kill someone!

The people around just watched the excitement and didn't mean to intervene.

But among the crowd, there were three young men and women, looking at the strong man as if they were looking at a big fool!

Tread Tat Tat!

Suddenly, there were loud footsteps behind everyone.

When everyone looked back, they saw a group of vicious security guards with weapons in their hands, rushing towards the strong man.

"Huh? What are you doing!" The strong man's face changed drastically.

But those security guards didn't pay attention at all, the evil spirit on their bodies almost made people faint, they clearly wanted to beat him to death!

"escape!"

Wherever a strong man dares to fight someone in the death arena, he will run away immediately.

But just as he was about to run away, he was horrified to find that his body couldn't move.

His soul was all over him, and when he turned his head to look, he saw a big hand firmly pressing on his shoulder.

It was the young man who shot.

"Want to run after farting? Where is it so easy?"

The young man pressed down hard, and the strong man's legs snapped!

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

The strong man looked desperate.

The security guards rushed over, knocked the strong man unconscious with bang bang bang, and then took him to nowhere.

Although it is not clear where to go, everyone knows that the strong man is almost certain to die.

There were a small group of other people who carried Frye away. Then, the security captain of the Death Arena walked up to the young man, bowed and saluted, "Mr. Liu, why are you here?"

"It's a holiday, I'll bring my friends to play."

Liu Yuan smiled casually.

Then, among the crowd, a man and two women who just sneered came over.

"Who is Mr. Liu?"

"Hiss! I heard that not all of these death fights in the chaotic world belong to the little chaotic king, some belong to other partners, and one of the partners seems to have the surname 'Liu'! Could it be that this is his son?"

"Eighty percent! This kick hit the iron plate, and the end is miserable!"

The people around looked at the strong man who was taken away with sympathy.

"Go, I'll take you to other places to see the world!"

Liu Yuan waved to his three companions again, and left in a luxury car.

In the car, Liu Yuan's girlfriend Du Shan said proudly: "Honey, you were so handsome just now! I didn't expect your kung fu to be so good now!"

"That's right! I learned Taekwondo, Jeet Kune Do, Hongquan and other kung fu before the world changed!"

"After the heaven and earth change, my skill will increase immediately under the infusion of heaven and earth spiritual energy! I will become extraordinary!"

"But even so, my father still told me to study hard for a full year before he let me move freely!"

Pain appeared on Liu Yuan's face, as if the past year had been spent in hell.

"However, my strength can only be regarded as so-so. My father is really strong!" Liu Yuan said proudly again.

"Husband, what is your current fighting strength?" Du Shan asked curiously.

When asking this question, he looked proudly at a man and a woman next to him.

The other girl looked embarrassed, but the boy looked normal, but there was a trace of coldness in his eyes.

"It's so-so, it's only in the early thousand." Liu Yuan curled his lips.

Although he looked dissatisfied, even a fool could hear the arrogance in his words.

"What! More than 1,000?"

Another girl named Zhang Zihan had a disbelief on her face when she heard this.

Liu Yuan smiled complacently, and his dark eyes, full of greed, swept past Zhang Zihan's important parts.

And he looked at the other boy with disdain.

That boy is called Chen Mo, and as his name suggests, he is indeed very "silent".

After hearing more than a thousand fighting power, he just nodded and said perfunctorily, "It's really strong."

"Nonsense! Of course my boyfriend is strong!"

"Chen Mo! You also secretly tested it on the school's 'combat power tester'?"

"Tell me, how much is your fighting power?"

"rest assured!"

"I will never laugh at you!"

Dushan said with a laugh.

"Don't...don't ask, he still doesn't have me..." Zhang Zihan blushed suddenly, and didn't want Chen Mo to say it, because he felt a little ashamed.

"My combat strength is 18."

But Chen Mo has already answered quietly.

"Pfft!"

"eighteen?"

"Hahahaha! I laughed so hard!"

"Zihan! Do you still remember that at that time a year ago, the standard for a man was '180'!"

"The house is 180 square meters, the height is 180 centimeters, that 180 millimeters!"

"But now, none of this is important anymore. The minimum requirement now is a combat power of 180!"

"But Chen Mo's combat strength is only... ha ha ha... 18?"

"My combat power is 25!"

Du Shan laughed so happily that her stomach ached from laughing.

"Stop laughing! Save him some face." Zhang Zihan begged Du Shan.

Hearing this, Liu Yuan waved his hand and said:

"What face do you save?"

"A man can grow only through tempering!"

"If you can't even bear this humiliation, how can you succeed?"

"Furthermore! Du Shan is your friend, can it be called humiliation between friends? That's called hating iron but not steel!"

"Zihan is the belle of our school!"

"Her boyfriend can't be too mean!"

As soon as these words came out, Zhang Zihan looked at Chen Mo worriedly, for fear that he would lose his temper.

Chen Mo just said: "You are right."