Peerless Martial God 2

"No." The Divine Sovereign Lang Xie waved his hand. Only then did the Golden Wheel City's Little Young Master and his elders rise to their feet. It was normal to say that they were unwilling to admit defeat, but to the Divine Sovereign Lang Xie, no matter how high his status was, he had to be respected, because the Divine Sovereign Lang Xie represented the few strongest experts in the entire God Kingdom.    

    

"A seat." Jiang Yitian shouted, and one of his disciples brought a chair over and placed it on both sides of the rostrum. There were three seats on both sides of the rostrum, and the representative of the Golden Wheel City naturally sat on them.    

    

"My father asked me to greet you on his behalf. He even said that he would like you to visit the Golden Wheel City when you have time." The Black-Robe Man cupped his fists and spoke to the Divine Sovereign Lang Xie with a very sincere tone.    

    

"Well, send a message to your father for me. Tell him that I will definitely visit him when I have time." The Divine Sovereign Lang Xie nodded in response to the man's words.    

    

The man was not the City Lord of the Golden Wheel City. He was just one of the many young masters of the Golden Wheel City, and his son was naturally also a young master. Moreover, he was the most talented one in the Golden Wheel City, so he relied on his son to take the position of the first young master.    

    

"What's the child's name?" Jiang Yitian looked at the child beside the man with a smile.    

    

"Jin Zhe is exactly ten years old. He just finished the ceremony a few days ago and had a match with the Little Young Master of the Sunlight Empire. He won completely!"    

    

Jiang Yitian only asked for the name of the Little Young Master, but his father introduced him in great detail. He even told Jiang Yitian about Jin Zhe's battle records, but everyone could hear that he was showing off.    

    

The Sunlight Empire was a powerful existence, so their Little Young Master was naturally strong, but Jin Zhe still won the competition. It could be seen how powerful Jin Zhe was. His words were already somewhat provocative.    

    

Jiang Xuan stood on the stage and listened to Jin Zhe's father's exaggerated introduction. It made him a little unhappy, so he clenched his fist, but in the end, he did not explode.    

    

Lin Feng nodded his head with a gratified smile. The little guy's temper had lessened a lot during this period of time, and he knew how to restrain himself even more. Especially after the incident with Fusu Rong, Jiang Xuan knew how to do things even better.    

    

Jiang Yitian heard the provocation in the man's words, but he ignored it. Instead, he raised his head and shouted at the people below the stage: "The representative of Ze Country, Young Master WuHen, if you don't show up now, how long are you going to hide?"    

    

Jiang Yitian said. Everyone stared at the stage, afraid that they would miss something. When Jin Zhe's father heard Jiang Yitian's shout, his expression changed drastically.    

    

"Young Master WuHen?" His face turned a little pale. Many people did not know that he had been taught a lesson by Young Master WuHen a while ago, and his arm was still a little numb. He did not expect that Lang Xie City would invite Young Master WuHen.    

    

Jin Zhe's father felt as if he had lifted a stone and finally smashed it on his feet. Originally, his words were filled with a lot of shouting and provocation, but the arrival of Young Master WuHen made all of his shouting disappear.    

    

Lin Feng also looked down the stage seriously, waiting for Young Master WuHen's arrival.    

    

However, after waiting for a long time, Young Master WuHen still did not appear on the stage. Only the Little Young Master of the San Kingdom followed an elder onto the stage.    

    

The two of them cupped their fists and shouted at Divine Sovereign Lang Xie: "Greetings, Divine Sovereign Lang Xie, greet the City Lord."    

    

"Hmm? Young Master WuHen, he...?" Jiang Yitian looked at the center of the stage. Without Young Master WuHen, he was a little surprised. The other people standing below the stage also had looks of disappointment and dejection on their faces.    

    

The elder of the San Kingdom heard Jiang Yitian's question and quickly replied: "City Lord, I'm really sorry. Young Master WuHen originally wanted to come, but he saw his old friend along the way, so he stopped. He won't come. I hope City Lord can forgive him."    

    

"Not coming? How can that be?"    

    

"That's right. It's already decided. How can he not come?"    

    

"Isn't this bullying? Does Young Master WuHen really not take our Lang Xie City seriously? "    

    

"Damn it, damn it!"    

    

Before the old man finished speaking, countless angry discussions sounded out in the surroundings. Almost all of the experts in Lang Xie City were dissatisfied with Young Master WuHen's attitude. He had clearly agreed, yet he didn't come just like that? It was simply a humiliation to Lang Xie City.    

    

Jiang Yitian's face was also somewhat gloomy, and his heart was filled with incomparable anger. Young Master WuHen actually didn't come? Then wouldn't Jiang Xuan's greeting this time be too normal? If there was no famous opponent to serve as a foil, this would only be a failed ceremony.    

    

Everyone's face darkened. Only the representative of the Golden Wheel City had a smile on his face and a hint of ridicule in his eyes. If Young Master WuHen came, they would definitely not say anything, but since he didn't...    

    

"Hehe, I thought that Lang Xie City would make a big deal, but who would have thought that Young Master WuHen would actually not come?" Jin Zhe's father glanced at Jiang Yitian with a provocative and mocking smile, his face full of ridicule.    

    

Jiang Yitian's face darkened. This was already a great humiliation, but he could only swallow it down. There was no way for him to vent his anger, because Young Master WuHen was not here.    

    

"Sit." Jiang Yitian shouted angrily and pointed to the chair on the right. The elder of Ze Guo led the Little Young Master of Ze Guo and sat down on the chair with an embarrassed expression. He subconsciously glanced at the stage, but quickly retracted his gaze.    

    

Others might not have noticed this detail, but Lin Feng did. He shifted his gaze below the stage and saw a young man in a silver robe holding an ordinary broken sword lazily standing below the stage. If one did not look carefully, one would not notice him at all, even though the other party was at the Middle-Grade Divine Sovereign Realm.    

    

Lin Feng stared at this person for a long time, but this young man never turned around to look at Lin Feng, causing Lin Feng to be a little puzzled. Could it be that this young man wasn't Young Master WuHen?    

    

After thinking about it, it made sense. With Young Master WuHen's reputation, it was impossible for him to be so ordinary. How could he be one of the three geniuses in the west?    

    

Lin Feng retracted his gaze and continued to look ahead, but at this moment, Silver Robed Man turned around and glanced at Lin Feng. After a casual glance, he retracted his gaze. There was a trace of surprise on his face, but it quickly turned into calmness.    

    

Time passed slowly, and because of Young Master WuHen, everyone felt a little uncomfortable. They felt like they couldn't vent their anger, which was very uncomfortable.    

    

Jiang Yitian took a deep breath and looked back at the arena. At the same time, he shouted to the two guests: "Who wants to compete with my son first?"    

    

"Wait, there's no hurry to compete. It's only noon now, it's very early."    

    

As soon as Jiang Yitian finished speaking, it attracted the opposition of Jin Zhe's father. The latter looked at Jiang Yitian with a smile on his face, and his eyes were filled with ridicule.    

    

"What do you want?" Jiang Yitian frowned as he looked at the man and shouted coldly. He was obviously getting impatient.    

    

"Haha, City Lord, don't be in such a hurry, let me finish what I have to say." The man had a playful smile on his face. His calm appearance caused many people to glare at him, but the man ignored him.    

    

"Speak." Jiang Yitian shouted angrily. As soon as he finished speaking, he was touched by Jiang Yize. Jiang Yitian looked at his brother, who shook his head as if to remind Jiang Yitian not to be angered and fall into the latter's trap.    

    

Instantly, Jiang Yitian came to his senses. The other party was clearly taking advantage of the fact that Young Master WuHen wasn't here to completely infuriate him and achieve their goal.    

    

Jiang Yitian nodded and smiled at Jiang Yize. After that, his complexion became much better. When the man saw this, he glanced at Jiang Yize coldly. It seemed that this Jiang Yize was more suitable than Jiang Yitian to be the City Lord of the Eastern Party.    

    

"My lord, why don't we make an agreement and have a contest according to it?" The man had a smile as if his evil plan had succeeded. Seeing this, Jiang Yitian couldn't help but want to fly into a rage, but in the end, he restrained himself.    

    

Hearing the man's words, Lin Feng, who was standing in the corner, had a slight change in his expression. This man had indeed come prepared, and Lin Feng had also guessed that the Golden Wheel City and Lang Xie City did not seem to be on good terms, and they were hostile towards each other.    

    

As for Zexuo, it belonged to the mentality of a Western overlord. Because of the existence of Young Master WuHen, Zexuo became much more confident and could ignore other powers.    

    

This was going to be interesting, Lin Feng thought to himself as the corner of his mouth curled into a smile. However, he did not notice that the young man in the silver robe was looking at him again.    

    

"What agreement?" Jiang Yitian knew very well that if he did not follow the man's train of thought, there would be a lot of troubles, and it was very likely that he would make a fuss about Jiang Xuan's ceremony.    

    

"If you win two out of three, and I send out three people, you will also send three people for three matches, most of which are children's matches. If you win two matches, then I am willing to admit defeat, and you can make a request."    

    

"If we win two rounds, then we will make a request. What do you think?"    

    

When the man said this, he looked at Jiang Yitian and the others on the platform with a sneer on his face. Divine Sovereign Lang Xie and Senior Zuti did not speak the entire time, and only quietly watched what the man was about to do.    

    

Jiang Yize, on the other hand, frowned. He also cared. Although it was not his child's gift, it would be Jiang Hao's gift next year. At that time, he would invite people from the Golden Wheel City. If he didn't figure out the other party's bottom line now, he would be at a disadvantage next year.    

    

"Father, this ...?" Jiang Yitian could not make a decision, so he looked at Divine Sovereign Lang Xie. However, the latter only shook his head slightly and said indifferently: "I am not the city lord, you decide for yourself!"    

    

"Second Uncle, you?" Jiang Yitian's face froze for a moment before he looked at Senior Zuti.    

    

"Sigh, don't ask me either. I don't care either." Senior Zuti immediately shook his head. The Divine Sovereign Lang Xie did not care about his family's matters. He was just a descendant of an ancestor, so he did not care so much. As long as Lang Xie City was not destroyed, he would not care about it.    

    

Jiang Yitian's face darkened, not knowing what to do. If he agreed, he would fall into the other party's trap, but if he didn't agree, it would seem like Lang Xie City was terrified.    

    

"Little guy, you agree."    

    

Jiang Xuan stood in the middle of the arena and looked at his father, waiting for him to make a decision. However, when he suddenly heard a familiar voice, Jiang Xuan's face immediately lit up.