Conceited Battle King

At this moment, a western man wearing a black windbreaker was standing in front of Di Tianjun.    

    

Di Tianjun squinted his eyes and revealed a trace of a playful smile: "From the west?"    

    

The trench coat wearing man clearly did not want to talk to Di Tianjun. In his eyes, Di Tianjun was just a dying man.    

    

"I hope you can still laugh after thirty seconds!"    

    

The trench coat wearing man's voice did not carry any emotion. His huge body moved forward step by step, as if he was a corpse collector from hell. He came to take Di Tianjun's life.    

    

As he spoke, the trench coat wearing man's figure turned into a figure of light and instantly appeared in front of Di Tianjun.    

    

The moment he appeared in front of Di Tianjun, the corner of the man's mouth slightly curled up: "It's over."    

    

Unbeknownst to them, within two meters of Warrior King was a forbidden zone. The moment the man in the windbreaker appeared, Di Tianjun turned his hand into a palm and viciously slapped down!    

    

In the South City, Di Tianjun often used slaps, and there was no difference. With the power of South City, no one could force Di Tianjun to use any other moves.    

    

Just as he wanted to change his move, he felt a bone-piercing pain from his shoulder. This pain caused him to break out in a cold sweat all the way from his shoulder to his knee. In the end, he could no longer withstand such heavy pressure and fell to his knees.    

    

His knees shattered!    

    

Di Tianjun's slap landed on the man's shoulder. At the moment the man kneeled on the ground, both of his knees were shattered. From this, it could be seen how powerful Di Tianjun's slap was!    

    

With a single move, he was defeated.    

    

The man in the windbreaker didn't dare believe it, his pupils were dilated. He was a genius killer of the western dark world, a black lizard, and he entered the Mortal Board at the age of twenty.    

    

Only then did Di Tianjun notice the lizard tattoo on the man's neck. Di Tianjun stood in front of the man, looking down from above, with his hands behind his back: "In your Black Lizard Group, there is a rule: anyone who enters China will be killed without mercy."    

    

The trench coat wearing man's eyes widened, "You actually know about the Black Lizard? Are you from the West? "    

    

"It seems like the scaredy cat doesn't take my words seriously at all. Call him now and tell him there's only one way, break his own hand. Seal off the mountain for 20 years or else the black lizard will face a bloodbath!"    

    

"A bloodbath?"    

    

"Arrogant! Who do you think you are?"    

    

"I admit that you are very strong, but the West Lizard is an organization. Inside, there are many more powerful experts than me!"    

    

Di Tianjun's words were disdained by the man in the windbreaker. Although he lost today, the word 'black lizard' behind him was his belief. He would absolutely not lose!    

    

You will definitely receive the madness of revenge from the Western Lizard!    

    

Di Tianjun smiled indifferently, he took out a ring from his pocket and put it on his hand, then he raised the hand with the ring on it: "Do you know this thing?"    

    

The trench coat wearing man took a glance at it, and his pupils contracted violently. His voice trembled as he said, "This is … This … "Sacred Ring?"    

    

The man sucked in a breath of cold air as his entire body trembled. He prostrated himself on the ground and kowtowed heavily, "I'm sorry, I didn't know that the esteemed Saint Ruler of the western dark world would offend you!"    

    

Saint Ruler!    

    

One of the three great kings of the western dark world.    

    

In the west, every single one of them feared the word 'Saint Ruler' when they heard it. Everyone feared it!    

    

Such a legendary figure actually appeared before his eyes, he really wanted to bring this news back to the West.    

    

Di Tianjun shook his head, "I said five years ago that any organization in the western dark world would kill anyone who tramples on China."    

    

"I won't go back on my words. I can only blame Shikov for not taking my words seriously. After leaving the West for five years, is the prestige of a Saint Ruler no longer there?"    

    

After saying that, Di Tianjun waved his hand and a sharp stream of air shot out violently, only taking the man's head.    

    

At this time, the Imperial Court Hotel was also bustling with activity, the Bai Family Old Man saw that the time was almost up, and stood up to say: "Everyone, once Di Tianjun dies today, his South City will get rid of a calamity, my Bai Family is willing to serve Hee Family, I wonder how everyone is doing?"    

    

Bai Qing's words silenced the entire venue for a moment as everyone digested the news.    

    

What do you mean?    

    

The provincial capital's Hee Family wants to take over the South City?    

    

Could it be that there will be so many lines of families in South City that will become dogs for an outsider family in the future?    

    

No one replied him. He Tian sat on the seat of honor with a deep look in his eyes as he tapped a finger on the table.    

    

When Bai Qing saw this, he was afraid that He Tian would be angered, so he spoke up once again: "With the support of the provincial capital's Hee Family, the development of everyone's South City will be even faster, and you will even be able to obtain an even better resource.    

    

"I don't agree."    

    

Everyone looked towards the source of the voice only to see the Wang family's old man slowly standing up, his eyes firm as he said, "My Wang family disagrees, and your Bai Family will also not remain as the emperor of South City."    

    

In an instant, everyone in the audience gasped.    

    

What Wang Jianghe said was what was in their hearts, but now, no one dared to stand up and support Wang Jianghe. This was undoubtedly suicidal.    

    

"Wang Jianghe, what nonsense are you spouting? Don't tell me you dare to be rash in front of someone with an incredible Hee Family? " Bai Qing's expression changed and she became extremely angry.    

    

Facing such a strong pressure, Grandpa Wang had no fear.    

    

"So what if your background is strong? The South City is everyone's territory, why would an outsider need to take over? "How can you accept the masses?"    

    

Once again, there was complete silence. At this time, He Tianji, who had been silent all this while, spoke up, "Clan Head Wang Jiang He, right?"    

    

"That's right."    

    

He Under Heaven slowly stood up from his chair, looked around at the crowd, and then his gaze landed on Wang Jianghe, "You ask me, how can I submit to the masses? "Then I can tell you now."    

    

"With today's South City, it's just a small piece of land, anyone can step foot in it. And after I, He Tian, take over, there will be the shadow of me, He Tian's, South City, that can ensure your safe development, and no one would dare bully you. I'd like to ask, other than me, who else has the ability?"    

    

"Isn't Young Master He too arrogant? He asked about a city the moment he opened his mouth?"    

    

Wang Jianghe, as the old Patriarch of the Wang Family, naturally had a strong aura around him. While he was facing He Tianheng head on, he was also very nervous. He did not know if Di Tianjun was safe and sound, so he placed all his hopes on Di Tianjun.    

    

"I, He Tian have always been like this. Young Master Japan, you can put your words here, and those who surrender like Bai Family, and those who resist like the Wang family, will all be killed without mercy!"    

    

As he spoke, He Under Heaven suddenly took action. He gathered all the strength in his body into his wrist and punched Wang Jianghe. Old Man Wang was suddenly sent flying and crashed into the door of the living room ten meters away.    

    

Wang Jianghe clutched his stomach. This kick of He Under Heaven had caused his old man, who was in the sixties, a great deal of damage!    

    

He Tian stood on the spot, his eyes were cold as his killing intent filled the air!    

    

The other members of the Wang family dared not to say anything. The juniors went up to help Wang Jianghe up. Wang Jianghe waved his hand and resolutely said, "The Wang family would rather stand and live than kneel and live!"    

    

Even so, the Wang family's juniors felt a bit of guilt. Some of the people in the crowd had already noticed that He Ran's burst of inner strength had already reached the Mortal Board's level. There was no such genius in the entire South City.    

    

Someone from within the Wang family whispered, "Dad, if that's not possible, then let's vote. There's no need to hold on for so long!"    

    

"Impudent!" If anyone dares to surrender to this, then they will no longer be part of the Wang Family! "    

    

"Dad …"    

    

The strength of the Mortal Board that He Tian had just displayed had already made all the other families gasp. With a Mortal Board expert leading the charge, who would dare to step foot in South City from now on?    

    

Seeing the situation, the other families all stood up: "My Zhao Family supports the Hee Family to accept the South City!"    

    

"My Sun family supports it!"    

    

"The Zhou family supports it!"    

    

"..."    

    

All of the first-rate families stood up to support him. An expert of the Mortal Board coupled with his identity as the eldest son of Hee Family left them with no other choice.    

    

Seeing this, He Tianxing smiled and stood with his hands behind his back. His face revealed a proud expression as he looked at Wang Jianghe, "Elder Wang, what more do you have to say for yourself now?"    

    

Wang Jianghe was silent. Ever since he knew He Ran had entered the Mortal Board, he was also a bit at a loss. Although Di Tianjun was strong, but could he really be stronger than an expert of the Mortal Board?    

    

At this time, someone from the crowd suddenly said, "I remember now. The Wang family and the Di family have a good relationship. Wang Jianghe's grandson was Di Tianjun's henchman since he was young. It was said that he went to join the army later on!"    

    

Once he said that, everyone suddenly realized something, "No wonder Wang Jianghe protected his South City so. He was waiting for Di Tianjun to come back!"    

    

"Hahaha, Di Tianjun is probably dead by now."    

    

Sitting back on the dragon throne, he played with the cup of water made of jade in his hand. The entire South City would belong to him, Under Heaven, and he would receive the reverence of tens of thousands of people.    

    

Upon entering, one would be able to take down a city. Who amongst the descendants of Hee Family had such capability?    

    

At this moment, a member of the Wang family's younger generation could no longer hold on. His legs went limp as he slowly stood up and raised his hand. "My … My Wang family also supports …"    

    

"Bastard!" Wang Jianghe spat out a mouthful of blood in a fit of anger.    

    

Seeing this, the crowd laughed crazily, secretly mocking the Wang Clan's downfall.    

    

He Tian shook his head and pretended to sigh, "The fallen Wang family is no better than a dog. How about this, if any of your Wang family come over and lick my shoes, I'll let bygones be bygones!"    

    

He Under Heaven sat on the seat of honor, looking down at all of the first-tier South City families from above.    

    

At this time, one of the line families, who had a good relationship with the Wang family, could not take this anymore and advised, "Old Wang, just give in and apologize to Young Master He and have Brother Bai plead for mercy!"    

    

"That's right, Brother Wang. Stop holding on. We still don't have enough energy!"    

    

"Whoever dares to touch a single finger of the Wang Clan today, I will chop off his entire hand!"    

    

Suddenly, a loud bang came from the living room's door. Killing intent filled the air.    

    

Everyone looked towards the door. The white smoke dissipated and a majestic figure appeared before them, sweeping away thousands of enemies with his sword.    

    

"Di Tianjun!" There was a cry of alarm from the crowd.    

    

Di Tianjun stood on the spot, unmoving like a mountain. He casually threw the clothes in his hand towards the center of the living room, and a bloody head suddenly fell out.    

    

"Those who insult the Wang Clan, kill without pardon!"