readx; Wang Le didn't expect that he would accidentally tell his title when he was serving in the army, which would make the fat hunchback and the male thief confused.

"What's wrong?" Wang Le looked at the male thief and asked with a hint of confusion in his eyes.

The male thief's face, which was covered by the old man's mask, froze. Before he could speak, the fat hunchman who was sneered on the ground and looked at Wang Le and said, "Children Huangkou, such a big tone, he dared to claim himself to be an emperor. Even if he looks at the entire martial arts world, no one dares to be so arrogant. It's really a ignorant fearless!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the male thief let out a sigh of relief, his eyes flashed sharply, staring at Wang Le seriously and said, "Boy, if you dare to claim this title in the martial arts world, hey, I can guarantee that I will be slapped into ashes immediately!"

"Uh!" Wang Le's body froze, then touched his nose, glanced at the fat hunchback and the male thief with a strange expression, and said softly, "It seems that the title of Xiaoye Emperor is a taboo in the martial arts world!"

The two of them kept silent. The fat hunchman looked gloating, as if he was saying, "You kid quickly go to the martial arts world to say that you are called the emperor, and you promise not to beat you to death at that time... It would be strange!

As his thoughts changed, Wang Le stopped asking questions because it was better not to say anything about such anger that he was angry with the public. Besides, it was just a title.

There is no way, who made him Wang Le a master who grew up wildly in this world, and thus knew nothing about everything in the martial arts world.

Immediately, Wang Le glanced at the fat tuft, changed the subject, and said meaningfully, "We will have a date later!"

The fat hunch shuddered. Although Wang Le’s words were dull, they made him unconsciously feel cold from the bottom of his heart.

At this time, after Wang Le finished speaking, he turned around without looking back, walked out of the courtyard wall that had already turned into pieces, and walked slowly towards the outside.

None of the big masters standing nearby dared to come forward to stop them, because after the dust fell and the sight was restored, the fat hunch was already slumped on the ground, his body covered in sweat and blood was covered with mud, and he followed the big rhino crawling out of the mud river.

In addition to the killing methods that Wang Le showed in the melee of these three people, as long as he was an insider, he could see that although this guy was young, he was extremely experienced in every move and gesture. He was obviously a man of all kinds of battles!

Now that the fat hunchback has been defeated, Wang Le did not kill him, but turned around and left. If anyone wants to come forward to stop him, it would be too white-eyed.

Mu Xihu and Chen Sheng, who had been watching in the distance with telescopes, had already run to the vicinity and squeezed into the crowd to watch.

"Slow down!"

Before Wang Le could walk two steps away, he saw a fat hunch full of blood and mud climbing up from the ground and shouting loudly.

Wang Le stopped, then turned to look at the fat tuft, and asked with a smile, "What, do you want to fight again?"

The fat tufted breathing, then held back the severe pain on his body, stared at the special military sting in Wang Le's hand, and asked, "Where did you get the embryo of this magic weapon in your hand?"

"Magic weapon embryo?" A trace of surprise flashed in Wang Le's eyes. He didn't expect that the fat hunchback was calling him for the special military sect in his hand.

When the fat tumbler and the male thief saw Wang Le's ignorant look, they were speechless. It turned out that this guy didn't know that he was holding the best magic weapon embryo!

Faced with Wang Le's martial arts cultivation level, he achieved the late stage of the Xuan-level, but in terms of martial arts knowledge, he was just a piece of white paper. Even as an enemy, the fat hunchback was completely messy.

Then the fat hunchbacked, with a look of disdain and sarcastic expression on his face, and said, "If the military spear in your hand is not a good magic weapon embryo, the arrow shot from my top-grade magic weapon can be destroyed with one blow!"

After pausing, a trace of flesh pain flashed in the fat tuft's eyes and continued, "But the result is that my top-grade magic weapon did not destroy your military spear, but it was damaged by itself, which made me lose my mind. Otherwise, I could have avoided the last palm."

"Uh!" A trace of memories flashed in Wang Le's eyes, and he couldn't help but mutter in his heart, "No wonder the young master slapped him with a palm, and the fat hunchback didn't even think about blocking or avoiding him. He thought he was at the end of the fight and could not raise his innate power. It turned out that he was because his mind was lost."

As he thought about it, Wang Le looked at the fat tuft and said nonsense, "You also know that my grandfather is Jiyangzi, so it is normal to send a magic weapon embryo."

As soon as he finished speaking, the taciturn male thief stood beside him and retorted without hesitation, "Impossible, the military sect in your hand is extraordinary."

After a pause, the male thief smiled and continued meaningfully, "The person who gave you the military sect should be an old guy named Xiao!"

Wang Le's face, which was originally Yun Danfengqing, suddenly darkened. He looked at the male thief coldly, and said with murderous intent, "What else do you know?"

The male thief smiled distractedly, ignored Wang Le's bad tone, and said calmly, "It's not convenient here. Besides, I lost my natal magic weapon, so I have to hurry up and search for it."

Wang Le's body stiffened, and a hint of unnatural flashed across his face, because the other party's natal magic weapon was now placed in his own magic eye space.

Before Wang Le could continue asking, the male thief looked at him deeply and said, "I will look for you."

After saying that, the male thief jumped up and turned into a black shadow in the blink of an eye. In the blink of an eye, he entered a nearby alley and disappeared from Wang Le and everyone's sight.

Within a minute, he heard gunfire sounds in the distance, and then returned to silence. Wang Le knew that the soldiers surrounding the place did not block the male thief, and finally let the other party escape.

Wang Le was of course no exception to such a result, so he didn't hesitate much. He glanced at his fat hunch with a cold glance, then turned around again, and walked slowly towards Li Mubai, Mu Xihu, who had arrived, and Chen Sheng.

As for the origin of the special military baton in Wang Le’s hand that Fat Camel just asked, it was pierced by the male thief’s socket.

This made Wang Le curious about the true identity of the male thief, because the other party would actually know that the old guy's surname was Xiao.

You know, it was only when the old guy brought Qilin to Beijing that Wang Le realized that the other party's original surname was Xiao, and he was the ancestor of the same clan of his adoptive father Xiao Yuanfang.

"I hope there is no enemy!" Wang Le thought to himself while thinking.
Chapter completed!