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405: 407 405: 407 The competition on stage was still ongoing.

The battle among the major warlords had begun.

Anthony’s Jiu-Jitsu Master, who had competed several times, had trained his body to a superhuman level of flexibility; practically everyone who challenged him had lost.

Eventually, the strongest warlords remained the strongest.

Watching the multitude of warlords fight each other, Lei Ao’s face revealed a fierce grin.

These people were fighting to death here, but in the end, all the territory would definitely be his.

Because this time, the person he had invited was no ordinary figure.

As long as that person made a move, all these people would have to die, so for now, he’d let them fight among themselves.

By now, nearly everyone had forgotten about Tang Zhong.

How could such a person be a match for them?

At that moment, Pulang stood up, looked around at the people and laughed, “I wonder, when can we warlords ever compare to the Great Thirteen of Si Bo Island?”

As soon as these words were spoken, the surrounding warlords’ eyes blazed with passion.

Each warlord from Si Bo Island longed to be among the Great Thirteen; it represented glory and power.

But why would Pulang say such a thing?

Pulang could feel the burning gaze of the people around him and said excitedly, “We warlords are just a loose ensemble, but that absolutely doesn’t mean our strength is weak.

If we could unite this power under one ruler, it would be a very good choice!”

Now everyone understood what Pulang was suggesting, intending for all the warlords to swear allegiance to one person.

And since Pulang had brought it up, it was likely that he would be the boss.

But to be the boss required strength, and naturally, many were unwilling.

Lei Ao’s face showed a smile at the side; it seemed someone had the same thought as him.

However, only he could be the boss, not anyone else.

“Pulang, it looks like you want to be the boss!”

“Don’t even think about it; with just you, we haven’t even spoken yet!” Anthony shouted.

“Exactly!”

Pulang smiled and said, “Then I just need to make you accept it, and of course, the victor is king.

How about this, let us raise the stakes for this competition; whoever wins will be our warlord boss.

If we unite our strength, we will be no less than those thirteen champions!”

Many smaller warlords were ready to refuse.

But Anthony nodded, “Fine!”

Lei Ao also stood up, “This proposal isn’t bad!”

Everyone has aspirations for greatness, and at this moment, the smaller warlords couldn’t even get a word in.

Now that several great warlords had agreed to this proposal, they dared not refuse, knowing that in a world where might is right, merely expressing reluctance today could mean their territories would be destroyed tomorrow.

Seeing this, Pulang laughed heartily, “Then let us begin!

Whoever’s man wins, the warlords present must obey that person!”

No sooner had the words fallen than he immediately turned and called out to someone behind him, “Iron Bull, it’s your turn!”

A one-meter-ninety-tall Iron Bull took the stage, looking like a futuristic warrior, his presence raging.

Many warlords had already witnessed his fierceness, and some immediately surrendered with a sigh.

“Who wishes to compete with me?” Pulang said with a smile, scanning the crowd.

“Master, it’s up to you now!” Anthony commanded.

The Jiu-Jitsu Master, Xuxu, rose from behind him.

He was an Asian with many white strips on his hands, tightly clenched as if ready to explode.

As he made his entrance, his feet landed on the stage.

With a boom, the entire stage shook violently.

The intensity of his arrival amazed the onlookers.

Even Iron Bull furrowed his brow at the sight of the newcomer.

The ancient art of Jiu-Jitsu combined softness with strength, and it was evident that this Jiu-Jitsu Master epitomized that; he radiated a fierce energy and extended his pinkie finger towards Iron Bull.

“Master, I brought you from Siam Country for today.

If the Master can help me win this contest, I will surely reward you handsomely!”

As the surrounding warlords heard this, their expressions darkened, not expecting Antoni to be so well prepared.

Pulang’s expression turned grim as well.

“Iron Bull, can you handle it?”

“Don’t know!” Iron Bull lacked confidence in himself.

“Just go up there!” Pulang said.

His Iron Bull was his major warrior, a first-class practitioner of Martial Arts, and not so easily defeated.

At this moment, everyone’s eyes were fixed on the duel.

After all, it was about the battle of the warlords!

Iron Bull, eyeing the Jiu-Jitsu Master, narrowed his eyes and said, “Happy to learn!”

“You … waste of space!” the Jiu-Jitsu Master said coldly.

“You …” Iron Bull was after all a Great General.

He immediately charged at the Jiu-Jitsu Master.

In the military, Iron Bull was renowned for his great strength, and at this moment, he grabbed out.

But the Jiu-Jitsu Master clenched his fists tightly and blasted one at Iron Bull.

“I am called Iron Bull because I once killed a bull; do you think you will have the same strength as me?”

The very next second.

The two fiercely collided.

There was a loud boom as their fists met.

A powerful aura burst forth, sending Iron Bull reeling back.

Meanwhile, the Jiu-Jitsu Master seemed unaffected, still standing in the same spot, and continued to extend his middle finger at Iron Bull.

“You’re too weak …”

This scene left the onlookers utterly astonished.

The force of the Jiu-Jitsu Master was truly formidable.

Iron Bull was a well-known figure on his side, but he was now sent flying with a single punch.

Hearing the other party call him weak, Iron Bull flew into a rage – his clothes burst open from his body, revealing his torso as he charged forward like a bulldozer.

“You’re courting death!”

But at that moment, the Jiu-Jitsu Master smiled coldly; he bent his legs, coiled up like a spring, his body crackling with a snapping sound: “When I say you’re a waste of space, that’s what you are!”

He then punched out in midair, aiming straight for Iron Bull.

In terms of agility, Iron Bull was no match for the Jiu-Jitsu Master.

Iron Bull hadn’t anticipated the other’s speed.

He saw the Jiu-Jitsu Master leap into the air, his knee aimed squarely at Iron Bull’s jaw, slamming into it with brute force.

Iron Bull was knocked back, his mind growing hazy: “You…”

But the Jiu-Jitsu Master didn’t give him a chance and punched out again.

Boom, boom.

All hits landed squarely on Iron Bull’s face.

Three punches, two kicks, an elbow strike.

Every attack landed hard on Iron Bull’s body, and soon, Iron Bull was sent flying, blood gushing from his nostrils and mouth.

He crashed heavily to the ground.

This sight startled everyone present.

Such martial artistry of Jiu-Jitsu!

So impressive!

“How could he be so strong?

That’s Iron Bull!”

“This …”

At this moment, Anthony looked contentedly at the Jiu-Jitsu Master in front of him and laughed, then turned to Pulang and said, “You’ve lost!”

Pulang was so angry he clenched his teeth but had no choice but to shut up because the Jiu-Jitsu Master was indeed too strong.

Then Anthony stood up like a victor, looking at the people beside him.

“This time, I have won, haven’t I?”

At this time, Wu Jiaxiang and the others, seeing this scene, immediately said, “Mr.

Tang …”

In their view, only Mr.

Tang was fit to be the leader of the warlords; no one else was qualified.

Seeing that Mr.

Tang hadn’t made a move yet, they started to get anxious.

“No need, there’s someone else!” Tang Zhong laughed because he felt a different kind of aura, suggesting that there might be even stronger people!

Sure enough, at that moment, Lei Ao, who had been silent, slowly stood up and said, “Since this is about choosing the warlord leader, then I can’t just sit around and wait!”

Seeing this, Anthony immediately responded, “Does General Lei Ao want to compare himself to me too?”

“Of course!” Lei Ao said with a smile and then looked towards the open field and shouted, “Master Zhou … you can show yourself now!”

Hearing this, Wu Jiaxiang and the others were stunned.

So there was actually someone else, but how did Mr.

Tang know?

(Just now, a family elder visited, and I’ll update shortly; this is the third update for today.

My dear reader brothers, I apologize.

I’m human too, and it’s like this during the New Year.)