Danwu God Emperor

Eighty-six wins?

Hearing this number, Ye Lou was still quite surprised. Dong Neng was proficient in eating, drinking and having fun, so his strength should not have improved to such a terrifying level. However, winning more than 80 times in the wrestling arena was already a good result.

This shows that he does indeed have some ability, and his talent is still there.

Even so, Ye Lou was not worried. On the contrary, he was a little happy. According to the wrestling tournament system, all the people he had challenged before had the highest number of wins.

By defeating him, Ye Lou replaced his record of sixty wins.

If they can defeat Dong Neng again, they will have eighty-six wins, and then they will be only fourteen wins away from Aunt Lan's goal.

kill!

Thinking of this, Ye Lou became impatient and took the initiative to make a move, as he had never had any goodwill towards the Dong family.

"Earth-Shattering Fist? A low-level Yellow Rank martial art? So what if you master it? A wild kid is still a wild kid!" He couldn't help but sneer at this kind of martial art that was everywhere.

At first, Dong Neng was indeed intimidated by Ye Lou's aura. If it was true that one person could fight ten, he should not be careless. Although he said he was dismissive, he was always hesitant to make a move.

However, upon seeing that Ye Loubatian's imposing power could only unleash a low-grade Yellow Rank martial skill, his previous hesitation vanished instantly.

Little did they know that Ye Lou had mastered the Earth-Shattering Fist in half an hour when he had nothing else to do.

"Yinbo Palm! A high-grade Yellow Rank martial art! It is similar to the Broken Cotton Palm, but it is much more profound."

Dong Neng moved his palms at will, striking out with both hands in front of him seemingly slowly and methodically, yet the air surged like a turbulent wave with each strike.

A cold smile curled at the corner of his mouth. "My Dong family's martial arts pavilion has tens of thousands of manuals, hundreds of which can counter your Earth-Shattering Fist. Then I'll play with you properly!"

"Trying to neutralize my fist force!" Ye Lou sneered inwardly. This Yin Wave Palm also uses softness to overcome hardness, but once the opponent suppresses with absolute strength, this palm technique cannot use the opponent's force against them, making it rather useless.

Ye Lou's fist was close at him, but Dong Neng was still immersed in the thought of toying with Ye Lou later.

When the fists came raining down, as if a giant bell had enveloped him, he realized that the Yin Wave Palm was so powerless. Faced with the overwhelming force of the fists that made it hard for him to breathe, he couldn't stir up the slightest wave. He was directly punched in the chest, flying several feet away, blood spilling from the corner of his mouth.

"I never expected that number 176 was hiding his strength. We are truly ashamed of ourselves!" The man who had fought Ye Lou earlier was so ashamed that he wanted to disappear.

"Well done!" Many people shouted excitedly. Dong Neng had become the target of public criticism because of his previous mockery of everyone.

"Eighty-six wins, so what? He's still just trash!"

"That's right, I thought he was so great! But he's just a piece of trash, laughing at others!" Their banter drew laughter from the crowd.

"Shut up!" He shouted sharply at the crowd below, his face cold and his eyes venomous, as if he wanted to devour Ye Lou alive. He had made a boast here, but he had already lost face at the very beginning.

"What, so what if you're from a noble family? If you've got the guts, come and kill me now!" The speaker was quite bold, taking a step forward, and the others followed suit.

They were not afraid of Dong Neng, knowing that apart from Dong Qianqian, the Dong family had no other outstanding talents. Dong Neng was at most no different from Wu Bing. With everyone working together, they would have no problem defeating him.

Dong Neng was furious, his face flushed and he was trembling with fear. But with so many people joining forces, he knew he was no match for them, so he turned his anger on Ye Lou.

"You bastard, you're asking for it!" Dong Neng was furious. After their earlier exchange, he knew he was no match for Ye Lou, so he shouted to the people behind him, "Wu Bing, aren't you going to help me?"

Wu Bing hesitated, facing the unknown Ye Lou, a sense of fear arose in his heart, and he even began to regret that he should not have flirted with his woman in the first place.

"Wu Bing, as long as you come with me to kill this bastard, you can choose any of the Dong family's secret techniques you want!"

Upon hearing this, Wu Bing's eyes lit up, and he was very tempted. A good martial arts technique could increase his combat power several times over, let alone the Dong family's unique skill. Besides, I am a member of the Wu family, so I doubt he would dare to do anything to me.

“Okay, I’ll help you!” Wu Bing jumped onto the challenge platform.

"Shh!"

A chorus of boos erupted from the crowd. The wrestling ring allows for matches where fewer players fight more, which often increases the odds of winning, but both sides must agree before the match can begin.

The referee looked at Ye Lou and said, "Number 176, do you agree to challenge both Number 65 and Number 73 at the same time?"

Ye Lou remained silent for a while, but showed no intention of backing down.

Has he really gone mad?

These two are no ordinary people; they are direct descendants of two major families, each of whom has grown up under the careful protection of their families, and both are strong individuals with more than eighty wins in the wrestling arena.

"We don't care how many more come!"

The entire audience gasped! This was a huge mess!

Ye Lou should have refused. Although he came here to achieve Aunt Lan's goal, it did not prevent him from improving his combat experience. He needed to constantly push his limits.

"You said it yourself!" Upon hearing this, Wu Bing was overjoyed and immediately called to the servants behind him, "All of you, come up here!"

Upon seeing this, Dong Neng's face turned extremely ugly. It was already a loss of face for two people to fight one, and Wu Bing even called on the servants to make up the numbers.

"Wu Bing, you even called these good-for-nothings up here?"

"Be careful!" Wu Bing smiled wryly. Ye Lou's previous display of strength was too shocking to him. If it weren't for the Dong family's martial arts, he wouldn't have come up.

Immediately, people began to walk up the platform, which was several tens of feet long and wide. Including the three of them, there were now twenty-three people.

Dong Neng glanced at Wu Bing, recalled his earlier confrontation with Ye Lou, and after a moment's thought, reluctantly said to the servants behind him, "You all come up here too."

Another twenty people walked up to the platform!

The current situation requires Ye Lou to fight against 42, not to mention Wu Bing and Dong Neng among them. The entire platform is full of people, and the wrestling club has no intention of stopping them.

It wasn't just because Ye Lou agreed, but also because the betting on the other side had become incredibly popular, with the odds constantly changing and becoming increasingly unpredictable.

"Aren't you going to stop this?" the woman in the VIP section on the third floor said irritably.

"If he can't even do this, why should he deserve your special treatment?" the man said calmly.

The woman immediately retorted, "Who's giving me special treatment? You filthy scoundrel!"

"Ah Qiu!" Ye Lou suddenly sneezed, twisted his neck, loosened his muscles, and a playful smile spread across his face. "So many people? What's the point?"

"Attack!" With a shout from the two men, forty servants rushed forward in unison.

Ye Lou focused his strength on his fists and pushed his body to its limits. Even so, with attacks coming from every angle out of 360, he still couldn't dodge some of the attacks.

However, they underestimated Ye Lou's physical body; even when swords and blades struck, they could not break through Ye Lou's defenses.

"It's my turn!"

Ye Lou smiled slightly, raised his head and threw punches, hitting each opponent with deadly accuracy.

Whether you're Wu Bing or Wu Gou, Dong Neng or Dong Wuneng, he doesn't care who the nobody in front of him is; he'll just punch them all.

Just like a monk striking a wooden fish, every strike is accurate!

Those with weak points were instantly knocked to the ground, while those with thicker skin and flesh clutched their heads and cried out in pain.

A hundred breaths had passed, and Ye Lou was surrounded by people, leaving only Wu Bing and Dong Neng standing there dumbfounded, stunned.

During this time, they launched numerous sneak attacks, only to find them completely ineffective. Ye Lou was surrounded and unable to get close. Moreover, he easily dodged any slightly dangerous moves he made, or retaliated with punches.

"Aren't you two coming over? If not, I'll come over here!" Ye Lou slowly approached the two, each step feeling like it was stepping on their hearts, causing them to pound violently and involuntarily back away.

"Don't come any closer! I'm a member of the Wu family!"

"Yes, you hurt me, the Dong family will not let you get away with this!"

Ye Lou approached them step by step. The two men were already so frightened that they sat down on the ground. Ye Lou stood in front of them, looking down at them. "Killing you just for insulting you would be unkind of me."

The two of them went limp and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Since we've lost, let's fulfill our promise from earlier!"