Noble Husband At the Door novel Chapter 1251

As the time of the Martial Arts Contest approached, the competition between Jiang Yingying and the master group became more and more intense. Almost all the people in the martial arts world regarded it as a joke.

There was a problem of the unfairness between men and women. In the eyes of most martial arts practitioners, women had no fate with this matter. And participating in the contest of masters was a funny joke, just like a male bathhouse suddenly breaking into a woman. Not only would there be strange eyes, but people couldn't help but tease her.

At the same time, a bigger piece of news exploded in the martial arts world.

When the club of Heaven-fighting announced that Lei Heining was about to participate in the master's group competition, all of the participating members of the master's group fell into a state of despair. This was because the tyrannical power that Lei Heming displayed caused them to feel despair just thinking about having such an opponent.

There was even a rumor that some people wanted to quit the master group's competition because they didn't want to stand on the same arena as Lei Heming.

From this point, it could be seen how deterrent the thunder and the crane were. Before the competition began, some people were already eager to admit defeat.

The Heaven-fighting Hall.

When Fang Zhantian learned that someone

had indeed withdrawn from the competition, he couldn't hide the smug smile on his face at all. It was no big deal. The name Lei Heming alone had already scared those people out of their wits.

"I really feel sad for them. They don't even have the courage to stand on the arena and dare to say that they are martial artists. It's really ridiculous," Fang Zhantian said lightly.

Standing behind Fang Zhantian was an imposing young man with his head held high and a haughty attitude. He wouldn't lower his head no matter who he saw. His arrogance seemed to have penetrated deep into his bones. No matter if it was any of his body movements or his eyes; they all exuded an aura of disdain.

"Owner, these people have all withdrawn from the competition. Doesn't it mean that I can win the championship without even fighting? That's too boring." The young man was Lei Heming. He had the capital to be arrogant. Even when he loosed his shoelaces, someone would take the initiative to tie it for him.

"Yes, it’s really boring." Fang Zhantian shook his head. Although he sounded a little regretful, the proud smile on his face was more obvious.

"Owner, it seems that there is no news of withdrawal from Ling Yun's club. It seems that Wang Xin really wants to use a woman to compete in the competition," another person said.

Speaking of Wang Xin, Fang Zhantian showed a fierce look on his face. Facing this fellow disciple, Fang Zhantian wished he could step on him in the mud.

"This idiot. If it weren’t for my master's

death, I would have asked my master to expel him from the sect. It’s the most shameful thing in my life to be in the same sect with him," Fang Zhantian said.

"A woman? I don't like to fight women, but if she insists on appearing on the same arena as me, then she can't blame me," Lei Heming said indifferently.

"If she really dares to do it, kill her for me," Fang Zhantian said, gritting his teeth.

Lei Heming nodded indifferently. After he stepped onto the arena, he signed a life-and -death sign. "She can't blame me for accidentally killing someone."

"Don't worry, I won't show any mercy." Lei Heming said.

"This time, I'm going to make sure that Ling Yun Manor won't be able to rise again."

The day before the competition, Fang

Zhantian found the Martial Arts Association. He hoped to intervene in the battle list. It would be best if he could compete with Jiang Yingying in the first match of Lei Heming. Since he wanted to wipe out the Ling Yun Seminary, it was better to let Jiang Yingying die in the first game.

"President, name a price. It's just a piece of cake for you. I'm sure you won't refuse me, will you?" Fang Zhantian said calmly in front of the president. This was not a small thing that had never happened before in a competition. It could be done by lifting a finger, and he could get a sum of money. Therefore, Fang Zhantian thought that the president would not refuse him.

"If it were in the past, I might have agreed with you, but this time, it’s not possible," the venue said.

Fang Zhantian came with confidence, but he didn't expect that he would be rejected. He frowned and asked, "Why not this time? As long as you offer a price, I can afford it."