Zhuang Lin was sure that before he took off his gun, he had never provoked this Chinese God of War, but he didn't know why, this older generation senior expert would not like him.

Could it be that this Chinese God of War has a personal grudge with the Legion, so he became disliked by himself.

"Arthur, is there a festival between the Legion and this Chinese God of War?" Zhuang Lin looked at Arthur and asked in a deep thought.

"There is no holiday between the Bone Dragon and the Legion, but he has a personal grudge with one of our Legion." Arthur shook his head, thought for a moment, and Yu Guang glanced at Zhuang Lin, lowered his voice and said.

Someone! Zhuang Lin's expression on his face was a little bit stagnant, and then he smiled bitterly and shook his head. The only instructor who could have a personal grudge against Bone Dragon, the Chinese God of War, was afraid that the only instructor would be the one who could have a personal grudge against Bone Dragon, which made Bone Dragon powerless.

"It's the instructor."

"Yeah" Arthur nodded.

As expected, the person who had a personal grudge with the Chinese war god Bone Dragon was the instructor, and the relationship between him and the instructor was also well-known in the underground world. Because of this important relationship, Bone Dragon didn't like him, which was reasonable.

After knowing the reason, he felt relieved.

"Let him."

Even though he had a significant improvement and was not far from that critical point, he was not so arrogant that he could compete with a powerful man like Bone Dragon who was named the God of War.

In this world where the strong are respected, everything depends on fists and heads. If the bone dragon really takes his anger on him because of the little grudge between him and the instructor, then he has no choice but to find a way to get out.

"At this time, all the people on Gulangtan should have arrived, so let's go there too." Arthur said.

"Okay." Zhuang Lin nodded and responded.

Gulangtan, the most famous place in Izumo, is because for hundreds of years, every showdown between the strong has been held here, and Min Luo’s appointment with Zhuang Lin naturally chose here.

When Zhuang Lin and Arthur and his group arrived here in a car, the arc-shaped stands that were dug out by man-made cliffs were already silhouetted.

Although there are no real managers in Izumo and Gulangtan, because this is the battlefield for the strong, for many years, various gang organizations have to send people to take turns to guard them, especially during the date of the strong confrontation, there are many top strong people in charge.

In this Izumo, not any individual can come to Gulangtan. Those who can come to watch the battle must be people with a certain identity in the underground world of China.

The two top strong men made a life-and-death battle, even for the city of Izumo, it was a major event that had not happened for a long time. So when the news spread, big names from all sides rushed to watch the battle.

"What a good place, I didn't expect that there was such a place in Izumo." Looking at the man-made martial arts field in front of me, Zhuang Lin's eyes shone brightly and he said with a smacking mouth.

"Yes, here it has a very good taste of the Barth Arena, but in terms of age, it is much different from the Barth Arena." Arthur nodded deeply and said sighingly.

The Barth Martial Arts Arena, the largest martial arts Arena in the Western Underground World. This ancient martial arts Arena was built in the early Middle Ages. Since its construction, it has become the only choice for all the top Western powerhouses to duel.

Zhuang Lin has also visited the Barth Fighting Arena many times, where he witnessed the life-and-death battle between several powerful men. The most intense battle was the life-and-death battle between the instructor and the master of the underground world of Dongba Kingdom.

Just as Zhuang Lin and Arthur stopped and looked up at the huge martial arts field, the people in Taichung on the cliff had already discovered them, and the originally low atmosphere became excited again.

"Old God of War, that's Zhuang Lin."

On this cliff, the most conspicuous and highest-level stand, on a large stone chair carved by stone, there was a man sitting upright, looking only in his thirties, and his facial features were like carved from a knife, giving people a strong and powerful feeling.

This is the biggest gang in China, the Bone Dragon of the Hongmen, the only God of War in the Eastern Underworld, and the legendary man.

The bone dragon sat quietly on the chair, putting his right hand on his face, and gently slashed his fingers on the bridge of his nose. His eyes, which were flowing like lightning, looked down at the martial arts field and looked at Zhuang Lin.

"A very good young man." Gu Long's eyes stayed on Zhuang Lin's body for a long time. A playful smile appeared on his vigorous and powerful face, and a thick sound came from his mouth.

The two middle-aged men standing beside him showed a look of surprise when they heard his words, and their eyes were lingering on the bone dragon's face for a while, and then moved to Zhuang Lin.

Very good young man!

In their memory, the almost invincible man in front of him has always been very stingy with those words of praise. He has never used such words to praise a young man.

In the stands on the next floor, there were either bigwigs from all sides or leaders of the local gang organization in Izumo. Liang Luoshi, a fairy-like woman, was among them at this moment. Next to her, there were three other men, Mr. Yue and Zheng Tianhua.

When I saw Zhuang Lin appearing in the martial arts field, there were several people in the stands with different expressions. Mr. Yue, a strong man, had a solemn expression and sharp eyes, staring at Zhuang Lin from beginning to end, with a little bit of a tight look.

Liang Luoshi's beautiful eyes were filled with brilliance. He looked at Zhuang Lin without blinking, not knowing what he was thinking, but his seductive little mouth pouted slightly when others couldn't see it. That look was so tempting.

"Uncle Yue, do you think, who can win with Min Luo or this Zhuang Lin?" Liang Luoshi's handsome brother glared at Zhuang Lin below, turned his head, looked at Old Man Yue beside him, lowered his voice, and asked in a low voice.

Which is stronger and weaker between Zhuang Lin and Min Luo? Even Mr. Yue, who had fought with Zhuang Lin, could not explain clearly, because the strength Zhuang Lin showed at that time had exceeded his evaluation scope.

"Oh, who is stronger and who is weaker, it will be clear at a glance when they fight." Old Man Yue smiled bitterly, shook his head helplessly, and said.

"Hmph, even if Zhuang Lin is powerful, he is only in his early twenties. Can he be stronger than the old killer of Min Luo? Look, in the end, the one who can stand down from the martial arts arena must be Min Luo." The handsome man said fiercely, which shows how deep his prejudice he had towards Zhuang Lin.

"By the way, sister, I heard that you have bet on this bet, how much have you pressed on the old killer?" He thought of something, turned to his sister and asked with a smile.

Hearing his brother's question, Liang Luoshi took his eyes off Zhuang Lin, cast a charming smile, and his red lips squirmed slightly. After that, her beautiful brother, Mr. Yue, and Zheng Tianhua were completely stunned.
Chapter completed!