The Daughter-In-Law’S Son-In-Law Chapter 4313
by“Okay! If you insist on seeking death, then I will help you!”
Jiang Mengli laughed angrily, turned to look at Song Shiyan, and said in an urgent tone:
“Brother Shi Yan, stop talking nonsense to him and quickly use our trump card to let him know how powerful our Southern Martial Alliance is!”
She only has one thought now, and that is to cripple or kill Mark by any means necessary. This white-eyed wolf makes her mad to death.
“Stop!”
Just when Song Shiyan was about to nod in agreement, Jiang Zhiyi suddenly called out to him.
“Judge panel, Ye Fan is not from the Northern Martial Alliance at all. He is not qualified to participate in this battle!”
She looked at Director Lei and others on the judging panel: “I hope you can deal with it impartially and drive Ye Fan out of the ring quickly!”
When Jiang Mengli heard this, she stamped her feet angrily and turned to blame Jiang Zhiyi: “Mom! Just spoil him…”
Jiang Jinyu and Jiang Mantang were also heartbroken: “President Jiang, there is no cure for Ye Fan, so please stop wasting your efforts, he will not be grateful!”
Jiang Zhiyi ignored everyone’s dissatisfaction and just looked at the referee panel and said: “If anyone can fight, then the battle tonight will be endless!”
Among the referees, Director Lei slowly stood up.
His face was serious, his eyes were staring at Ye Fan sharply, and his tone was unquestionable and majestic:
“Boy, you are not a member of the Northern Martial Arts Alliance. You are not qualified to step into the ring, let alone hurt others!”
“I advise you to get down quickly, otherwise I will ask the law enforcement team to take coercive measures against you!”
Director Lei looked at Ye Fan with disdain: “And you just messed up the situation. It should be borne by the Beiwu League. If the Beiwu League loses, now there is only one spot left in the Beiwu League…”
After hearing this, Ye Fan couldn’t help but sneer.
He pointed at those people brought by Song Shiyan in the audience, and his tone was full of sarcasm:
“Song Shiyan brought so many masters from the Song family and foreign masters to the stage just now. Why didn’t your judging panel say they were not qualified? Why didn’t you come out to stop them?”
“Now I just come out to protect the rights and interests of the Beiwu Alliance, and you start to babble here. Is this what you call fairness and justice?”
Ye Fan slapped him in the face unceremoniously: “Are you still shameless?”
Director Lei’s face darkened: “Young man, are you talking to me like this?”
Ye Fan’s tone was cold: “If you don’t accept it, go to the ring and fight!”
Director Lei laughed angrily: “Young man, don’t be too arrogant!”
Ye Fan responded tit for tat: “If you are not arrogant, can you still be called a young man?”
Director Lei’s eyelids twitched and his fists clenched. He wanted to get angry but finally endured it. However, his eyes were a bit more malicious and he remembered Ye Fan’s appearance firmly.
He didn’t care what the outcome of the North-South Martial League tonight was. He just wanted to skin Ye Fan and cramp him, otherwise it would be difficult to vent his anger at being contradicted.
Jiang Mengli listened on the side and turned blue with anger: “Idiot! Can’t you see that my mother is saving you?”
“She is giving you steps to climb down the pole!”
She issued a warning: “If you insist on holding on here, we will really attack you later and cut you into pieces. Don’t regret it!”
“I don’t need anyone to save me.”
Ye Fan spoke firmly and his eyes were full of confidence, “Besides, I am a child of the Northern Martial Alliance.”
“You’re talking nonsense!”
Jiang Zhiyi shouted angrily: “You used to be a member of the Southern Martial Alliance, and now you say you are a child of the Northern Martial Alliance. Do you think you are who you say you are?”
“If you are a disciple of the Northern Martial Arts League, your name should be on the Northern Martial Arts League’s roster, and you should also have a master and a martial arts school that you are affiliated with!”
She asked Ye Fan: “Do you have these things?”
Ye Fan looked indifferent: “I don’t have these things, and I don’t need to have them…”
Jiang Zhiyi laughed angrily: “Without these things, what evidence do you have to prove that you are from the Beiwu Alliance?”
She looked at Ye Fan with a look of exhaustion, trying hard to save Ye Fan, but Ye Fan didn’t know what to do. It was really a waste of her efforts.
Ye Fan didn’t explain too much, he just slowly raised his hand and shouted to the Beiwu Meng in the audience: “Brothers from the Beiwu Meng, hello!”
As soon as the words fell, Nangong Zhixia and the people from the Beiwu League half-knelt on the ground facing Mark, their movements uniform and without any delay.
Immediately afterwards, the deafening shouts of Nangong Zhixia and others rang out: “I have seen Mr. Ye!”
The sound echoed throughout the venue like thunder and did not dissipate for a long time.
The crowd in the audience fell into dead silence for an instant. Everyone stared at the scene in front of them with wide eyes and disbelief.
Jiang Mengli and Jiang Zhiyi’s faces were even more pale, their bodies were trembling slightly, and their eyes were full of shock and panic.
Nangong Zhixia and others knelt down and respectfully addressed Ye Fan as Young Master Ye. His relationship with the Beiwu League did not need to be explained. He did not register his name in the Beiwu League, but the Beiwu League belonged to him.
They never expected that Ye Fan was actually from the Northern Martial Alliance and had such a high prestige…
Ye Fan looked at Jiang Zhiyi and Jiang Mengli: “Is this proof enough?”
Jiang Mengli, Jiang Jinyu and others felt thirsty.
Jiang Zhiyi was also in a trance: “Ye Fan, when did you conquer Nangong Zhixia and Beiwu League?”
Director Lei also frowned, as if he didn’t expect that Ye Fan was over the head of the Beiwu League, and thought he was Nangong Zhixia’s pretty boy or someone invited to help him.
Ye Fan looked indifferent: “Is this important?”
“I know!”
Jiang Mengli roared: “Did you sell Jiang’s secrets and the secrets of the Nanwu Alliance to Nangong Zhixia, and then exchange them for your current identity and status?”
Song Shiyan immediately echoed: “Ye Fan, are you doing this worthy of Aunt Jiang and Jiang’s martial arts school?”
Jiang Jinyu, Jiang Mantang and others were also heartbroken, as if Ye Fan had really betrayed them in exchange for wealth.
Nangong Zhixia joked: “Idiot! What secrets do you have that the Northern Martial Alliance is interested in?”
“And do you think that such a huge martial alliance can be conquered with a little bit of unique skills and secrets?”
She slapped Jiang Mengli’s face hard: “I will take the secrets and secrets of the Northern Martial Arts League to the Southern Martial Arts League. Will you kneel down and surrender to me?”
Jiang Mengli became angry with shame: “Without our unique skills and secrets, how can he, a foreigner, conquer you? What can he use…”
“Let me tell you how Master Ye conquered us!”
Nangong Zhixia took a step forward and stood with Mark, scanning the crowd:
“He killed Xuanyuan Changfeng with one sword, killed Xuanyuan Zixi with one finger, knocked down Bai Baihe Tu with one kick, and then penetrated Sun Baihe, Zhao Mantis and other thirty-six martial arts schools!”
“He also stormed into Xuanyuan Villa with one sword and bloodbathed Xuanyuan Changfeng’s remnants and illegitimate children, and then used the power of thunder to conquer me and take over Xuanyuan Villa!”
“In the end, he broke the stranglehold of seven doors with one punch!”
She pointed her finger at Jiang Mengli and shouted: “Such a hero, such a strong man, if the Northern Martial Alliance doesn’t respect him, who will respect him?”
“You are blind and blind, but the Northern Martial Alliance knows the true dragon!”
Nangong Zhixia issued an order: “The Northern Martial Arts League will always look up to Young Master Ye!”
Baibai Tu, Zhao Qingqing and other disciples from the Northern Martial Alliance all shouted: “Young Master Ye is the leader!”
The whole audience was blown away!
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