Chapter 1392: Wu Shanhe's request

Chapter 1392: Wu Shanhe's Request
"I still said that, there is me but him in this team, and he but me!"
Wu Shanhe's voice rang through everyone's ears, and his voice was full of firmness and fortitude. This tough attitude also surprised everyone. After all, on weekdays, Wu Shanhe's performance in front of Yang Chen was basically a mere promise, and the atmosphere did not dare to make a sound.
But now the other party's performance has changed from the usual and become extremely tough. This sudden change in attitude also surprised many people.
"Youngest, what do you mean?"
Yang Chen frowned and said, "Are you not even listening to me? Are you going to talk back to your adoptive father?"
"Yes, third brother!" Moqiu was also anxious, and said quickly: "Foster father is right. We should put the overall situation first. We are all sad about the big brother, but we shouldn't take it at this time. Come out!"
Everyone persuaded Wu Shanhe.
I want the other party not to be so stubborn.
However, Wu Shanhe's face was still green, no matter how everyone persuaded, the anger in his eyes did not dissipate. Even the flame of hatred in my heart burned more vigorously.
"Ugh!"
Seeing this scene, Emperor Mingchen shook his head, mocking in his eyes, and said: "Foster father, my child is sincerely trying to help you, but now it seems that some people seem reluctant to let me join you. What?"
"Hey, if that's the case, the child has no other way..."
Speaking of this, Emperor Mingchen couldn't help shaking his head, but what he said made people feel extremely uncomfortable.
"Don't say a few words!"
Yang Chen frowned and looked at him coldly.
If it wasn't because of the plane war that he needed him, Yang Chen vowed that he would pass it directly, and as a result, the life of this rebellious son.
"Hehe." The Great Emperor Mingchen laughed, and said nothing more.
At this moment, Wu Shanhe took a deep breath. He stepped forward and stood in front of Emperor Mingchen and said, "Fourth old man, let's do this. If you want to join the team, then promise me. What about a request?"
Wu Shanhe's tone was very calm, and there was no anger at all, but everyone could hear that under this calm, it was his forcibly suppressed and endless anger.
Hearing Wu Shanhe's words, Emperor Mingchen was taken aback for a while, his eyes also showed curiosity: "What's the requirement?"
As soon as he said this, Wu Shanhe's old face suddenly grinned. It's just that this smile, in the eyes of others, is extremely cold and full of killing intent.
"Fourth, can you dare to fight with me?"
Wu Shanhe said abruptly.
Hearing this, Emperor Mingchen raised his brows slightly and suddenly asked with some doubts: "Wu Shanhe, what kind of medicine do you sell in this gourd?"
Although Wu Shanhe is an old thing, he is very ghostly, and he is full of bad water in his heart. Now that he suddenly mentioned that he was going to fight a decisive battle with himself, Emperor Mingchen was naturally extremely vigilant in his heart.
"Nothing, I just think that since you want to join this team, you should show your strength to show us. Otherwise, if you want to join out of thin air, how can you convince us? What?" Wu Shanhe said with a smile.
As soon as this remark came out, everyone's expressions changed.
Ling Yuyao frowned, her eyes filled with worry, and she couldn't help but said, "Yang Chen, is this not so good?"
"Yeah, President Wu obviously wanted to kill the Great Emperor Mingchen! If the two really fight, I am afraid it will be a desperate battle, and there will be one death!" Mu Lingyun heard that too. Frowning, her heart was also worried.
Why doesn't Yang Chen know this?
But what he knew better was how strong Wu Shanhe's hatred towards Emperor Mingchen was. If the two of them are not allowed to fight, open the knot, otherwise, even if Emperor Mingchen enters the team, when he participates in the plane war in the future, the two will cause unimaginable losses due to personal grievances. .
This time the matter is not trivial, Yang Chen absolutely does not allow the phenomenon of unbalanced hearts! If there is a crack in a person's heart, then the whole team will be like scattered sand, vulnerable to a blow!
Therefore, thinking of this, Yang Chen also said directly: "Let's do this, fourth child, you can agree to the request of the little nose!"
Hearing Yang Chen's words, Emperor Ming Chen squinted his eyes, seeming to hesitate.
Immediately afterwards, I only heard Yang Chen say again: "You two are ready to fight here, we can be your notaries. The winner of the two of you can join the team, if it is the loser, you will lose it. Eligibility to enter the team!"
"Look, how about this?"
As Yang Chen said, he glanced at the two of them and asked.
"It's so good!" As soon as he said this, Wu Shanhe nodded immediately, and the fist under his sleeves was immediately clenched, and a strong fighting spirit appeared in his eyes.
"The fourth child, the former foster father said that you have a very high talent in cultivation, and will be the tallest person among our children..."
"But I don't believe this sentence!"
Wu Shanhe's mouth raised slightly and smiled faintly.
"Do you know why I founded the Warrior Association?"
"Why?" Great Emperor Mingchen frowned.
"Because of you!" Wu Shanhe suddenly snorted and said proudly: "The reason why the old man established the martial arts association is to prove that the old man's achievements in martial arts will not be worse than you!"
Speaking of this, Wu Shanhe's tone also suddenly added a touch of jealousy, and his anger towards Emperor Mingchen became even more intense.
And hearing this, Yang Chen also fell silent.
Yes, when the four children were together before, Emperor Mingchen's talent was indeed the highest, and he was also the person most likely to follow him into the emperor realm.
But what Yang Chen didn't expect was that his words would leave such a deep trace in Wu Shanhe's heart.
Even 80,000 years have passed, the other party's heart has always been brooding.
"Hahahaha!"
Hearing Wu Shanhe's words, Ning Ban suddenly laughed wildly, and his eyes showed disdain: "Brother, the foster father is right, your talent is indeed inferior to me! Eighty thousand years have passed. I have already stepped into the Emperor Realm, but you are only a weak person at the peak of the Martial Saint Realm! What qualifications do you have to compare with me like this? What face is there to say that you want to surpass me here without shame?"
Emperor Mingchen's voice was half thunderous, buzzing in Wu Shanhe's ear, as if every word could hit Wu Shanhe's heart directly.
"The Peak of the Martial Saint Realm..."
However, this time.
After hearing the words of Emperor Mingchen, Wu Shanhe's mouth raised slightly, and a deep smile appeared on his face.
"Fourth old man, who told you that I was the peak of the Martial Saint Realm?"
"I am now in the emperor realm!"