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The leaders of the two major organizations each have their own ulterior motives.

In the eyes of the leader of Qi Sha, their Black Hand Gang is just a bunch of idiots.

Yellow-haired idiot.

An idiot who can only say Fakhrasht.

Yang Lin, who was standing by, checked the panel and found out that this man was the leader of the Black Hand Gang, who was similar to the leader of the Dragon Kingdom.

His strength is at the eighth level and ninth level, which is slightly inferior to that of the leader of the Seven Kills Sect.

It is no wonder that the leader of the Seven Kills Sect is not afraid of them at all.

"The competition will start in five days. You better not lose too badly and let those Koreans, England and Fuso laugh at you."

"After all, your strengths are all about the same."

The leader of the Seven Killings Sect had a smile on her pretty face, and her tone was full of sarcasm.

David Stephen frowned.

If it weren't for the fact that he couldn't beat the leader of the Seven Kills, he wouldn't be as strong as him.

Otherwise I would have slapped it in the face and said something to it.

"Coin pool!"

Imagination is imagination, but as the leader of a gang, he cannot act rashly.

"Hey, Jack, let's go."

David Stephen snorted coldly, turned around and left with Jack.

"Wait for me."

Before leaving, Jack gave Yang Lin a look with some sarcasm and contempt in his eyes.

He had just used his skills to investigate and found that his opponent from the Seven Kill Sect was just an ant at the fifth level of the fourth realm, while he was at the late eighth level of the fourth realm, and was about to step into the ninth level.

As a genius, he is naturally arrogant.

That look showed disdain and contempt for all those in the same realm.

Xiao Zi, who was sitting on Yang Lin's shoulders, drooped her legs and muttered.

"Master, this guy really deserves a beating."

Yang Lin nodded, indicating that Xiao Zi was right.

"He really deserves a beating. When the official match starts, we will beat him to death."

"Good host."

"Tsk, the Black Hand Gang members are still as arrogant as they were a few years ago."

The leader of Qi Sha Sect flipped his right hand and took out a green paper fan.

"I really don't even know how you lost to us in the last competition."

Elder Si looked at the direction where the two men gradually disappeared, and then looked at Yang Lin.

"Yang Lin, if you run into him later...beat him up!"

Except for the Seven-Colored Sect and Yama Palace, the eight major assassin organizations have a lot of hatred among each other, the kind that would occasionally fight with each other when they meet while on missions.

"Fang Xin, he is no match for Yang Lin."

The leader of Qi Sha Sect flashed his fan, his expression calm and not affected by the opponent's arrogance just now.

The real winner will emerge in five days, and now we have to see who will have the last laugh.

"Qisha, you got here before me."

At this moment, a rough voice came from behind.

The three of them turned and looked.

Yang Lin discovered that this was a middle-aged man with a naked upper body, an extremely strong body, and tattoos of five-clawed black dragons on both shoulders.

The leader of Qi Sha Sect gently waved his fan to create a cool breeze, with a smile on his face as if he had met an old friend.

"Black Rakshasa, I haven't seen you for a long time. How is your Yama Palace?"

"Hahaha, not bad, not bad. Let me introduce you. This is my genius disciple from Yama Palace. I found this abandoned baby by accident in the forest more than ten years ago. As you know, when we were drinking together a few years ago, this child was only seven years old. Now, more than ten years later, he is nineteen. Come, Black Soul, say hello to these friends from the Seven Colors Sect."

Black Soul, who was standing next to the head of Yama Palace, Black Rakshasa, took a step forward, clasped his hands together and said to Yang Lin and the others:

"I am Dark Soul."

He glanced at Yang Lin.

"Nice to meet you, what's your name?"

Yang Lin smiled and replied, "Yang Lin."

This was the first time he met the leader of Yama Palace, and he gave people the impression of being very domineering.

"Master, I'm going to the competition venue first. If you need anything, you can call me directly."

"Well go ahead."

After getting the response, Elder Si leaped and flew away.

The competition venue must be carefully inspected before it begins, to prevent the Old Six organization from setting traps like they did last year.

"Qisha, you haven't introduced this little guy to me yet."

"Wait, let me think about it first. The person you like is definitely not an ordinary person. Tell me what makes him so talented."

Hearing this, Xiao Zi, who was sitting on Yang Lin's shoulder, raised her head slightly, looking somewhat proud as if waiting for praise.

"Rakshasa, after all these years you are still so straightforward."

The Seven Killers leader smiled and said, "This kid has given me a lot of surprises. It won't be too late to watch when the competition really starts."

"Oh, now that you say that, I'm very curious."

Black Rakshasa looked Yang Chen up and down.

When he met Yang Lin's eyes, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

I see......

"Hahaha, then let's wait for the competition to officially begin." Black Rakshasa laughed a few times.

"Master, let's go somewhere else. It's boring staying here~" Xiao Zi, who was sitting on Yang Lin's shoulders, swung her legs in boredom.

Yang Lin agreed in his heart and said to the leaders in front of him:

"Master, I will go to the competition venue first to get familiar with it."

"Well, go ahead. Remember, you are a disciple of my Seven Killing Sect. No matter who you meet, as long as they dare to provoke you, you will be done with them. There is nothing that you, the Sect Master, cannot handle."

"Even if there is, your Black Rakshasa Sect Leader will help."

The leader of the Seven Killings Sect still spoke in a calm and relaxed manner.

A smile appeared on Yang Lin's face.

Wow, is this the benefit of having a strong background? It’s really cool.

"That's right, little guy. You are a disciple of the Seven Killing Sect. If you bow your head when you meet other assassin organizations, you will lose face for the sect. So, you don't have to be afraid of them. Those elders and the head of the sect won't dare to take action."

"Because they know that once they take action, they will face oppression from the other six major assassin organizations." Black Rakshasa said.

Yang Lin nodded and leaped into the air.

Watching Yang Lin leave.

Black Rakshasa smiled and said, "Sure thing, Qi Sha, you have beckoned such a talented disciple."

"No, just so-so. The main reason is that this kid works very hard."

......

Flying away from the altar, Yang Lin landed in the surrounding woods.

He is not a person who likes noise very much and prefers scenes in the woods.

"I didn't expect to see it this way when I went abroad for the first time. In Australia, I guess some big shot used his spiritual energy to grow this forest for viewing."

The surrounding woods cover an area estimated to be the size of twenty football fields.

There are meadow squirrels, some fish, insects and so on in the woods.

"Master, let's go find some ferocious beasts to practice with. You haven't used me in battle for a long time."

Xiao Zi, who was sitting on his shoulder, said.

Yang Lin glanced around.

"There shouldn't be any ferocious beasts in this kind of forest built around the competition area."