Chapter 647 I Have No Money

Three days passed in a blink of an eye.

The Mingwu Ceremony was held as scheduled.

It was obvious that even city lords like Yi Tianyi were not willing to get together with Xia Fukun. Therefore, beside Xia Fukun, there was only Hua Duoduo and Hui Tailang. Xia Fukun let him play in the house by himself.

Looking at the crowded Ming Wudian in front of him, Xia Fukun couldn't help but take a breath.

After his rebirth, the biggest competition of this type he had experienced was the previous first-tier college league of Odin Academy. However, at that time, the scale was far less than it is now.

The Mingwu Dian is on a huge floating stone platform. Around the stone platform, there are many seats.

At this moment, all these seats are filled with people.

The entire arena of the Underworld Martial Arts Ceremony is wrapped in two colors: red and yellow.

And on the stage in the middle, there were ten figures in blue clothes sitting. In the middle, there is still an empty space. Obviously, that was reserved for the Purple-clothed Underworld Emperor.

Xia Fukun didn't care about this, and casually found an empty seat with Hua Duoduo and sat down. But he didn't expect that as soon as he sat down, two underworld warriors in yellow came over.

Looking at Xia Fukun's white clothes, there was a little ridicule in his eyes.

"stand up!"

One of the big warriors in yellow clothes looked at Xia Fukun with disdain and gave instructions to Xia Fukun.

Xia Fukun: "???"

to be honest.

It had been a long time since he had been provoked like this. There was a bit of unbearability in his eyes.

After the yellow-clothed warrior finished speaking, he felt a little unhappy when he saw Xia Fukun still sitting there.

"What? Your butt and the seat are stuck together, right? Can't you understand what I'm saying or what?"

This big, yellow-clad underworld warrior has a loud voice. With this statement, all the yellow-clothed underworld warriors around him turned their gazes towards him.

At first, when they saw the yellow-clothed warrior facing a white-robed warrior, everyone was still praying for the white-robed warrior. But then I thought about it.

its not right!

How come there are white-clothed Hades warriors participating in this Underworld Martial Arts Ceremony?

If there really is one...

Many people thought of Xia Fukun, who just a few days ago had casually knocked away the staff at the registration office and the table, and also knocked out Xuewucheng's main player who had no power to fight back.

Taking a closer look, it turns out that... the real person is Xia Fukun!

At this moment, these yellow-clothed underworld warriors did not dare to remind the yellow-clothed underworld warrior, but moved around one after another.

Watching the yellow-clothed underworld warriors around them move their positions.

The big yellow-clad underworld warrior still didn't take it seriously.

He had just arrived at the underworld today, signed up in a hurry, and was about to find a seat. As a result, he was surrounded by yellow-clad underworld warriors, although this time he was very confident that he would challenge an opponent of the red-clothed underworld warrior's level. However, since everyone is at the same level now, he can't act too much, right?

But unfortunately...

At this time, a white-clothed underworld warrior appeared in front of him. Then if you don't trouble him, who else can you make trouble for?

In his opinion, these yellow-clothed underworld warriors moved their seats one after another, probably because they were worried that he would accidentally injure them by attacking the white-clothed underworld warriors. However, what is a little strange is, how do these people know that they now have the strength of the red underworld warrior?

do not care.

The big yellow-robed warrior sneered and looked at Xia Fukun, who was still looking at him with a smile on his face.

"Are you deaf?"

As he said that, he stretched out one hand towards Xia Fukun, trying to lift Xia Fukun up.

It was also at this time that a hand grabbed his wrist.

He looked at the yellow-clothed underworld warrior who suddenly took action, with a hint of displeasure in his eyes.

"You want to mind your own business?"

The yellow-clothed dark warrior was naturally sitting next to Xia Fukun. He knew where this place was and what the occasion was, but in his heart, no matter how big the trap was, Xia Fukun would be turned upside down if he was unhappy! Thinking of this, he forced out a smile:

"Brother, think twice!"

The big yellow-robed underworld warrior sneered, and immediately exerted force on his arms.

In one fell swoop, the flowers were thrown away.

"After this session of the Underworld Ceremony, I will become a red-clad underworld warrior. What are you and I pretending to be?"

After saying this, he stretched out another hand towards Xia Fukun.

"You are so shameless, are you pretending to be deaf for me?"

However……

What he didn't expect was that before he even touched Xia Fukun, he felt a terrifying coercion emanating from Xia Fukun's body.

Involuntarily, his knees bent, and the big yellow-clad underworld warrior knelt down directly towards Xia Fukun.

"hiss--"

There was a sound of gasping around, but most people had seen Xia Fukun and Xue Wu fight before, so they were not surprised.

He can beat a strong man in the realm of the Underworld Emperor without any power to fight back. How can he be bullied by a yellow-clad underworld warrior?

"Do you have a mine at home? How dare you talk to me like this?"

It was also at this time that Xia Fukun stretched his head forward slightly, looked at the large yellow-clothed underworld warrior who was kneeling on the ground and could not move, and licked his chapped lips with his tongue.

"You...what did you do to me?!"

The big yellow-clad underworld warrior couldn't bear this grievance! I wanted to resist at that time, but I couldn't muster any strength. He could only look at Xia Fukun with fear on his face.

"Hand over all the treasures in the Mountain and Sea Seal."

Xia Fukun grinned.

Under this smile, cracks appeared on the ground under the knees of the big yellow-robed warrior, and the cracks spread around like a spider web.

Blood overflowed from the knees of this big yellow-clad underworld warrior.

"I...I don't have a baby."

The big yellow-clothed dark warrior was also confused, but he could roughly know that the white-clothed dark warrior in front of him was extremely powerful and definitely not something he could handle!

When Xia Fukun heard the other party say he had no money, he frowned in displeasure. Immediately afterwards, under the gaze of countless people around him, he raised his palm slightly, and the body of the big yellow-clothed warrior floated into the air and stood upside down, shaking continuously.

From its mountain and sea seal, a bunch of miscellaneous things fell out.

Xia Fukun took a look and saw that he was really clean and extremely poor.

At that moment, Xia Fukun also lost interest. He raised his hand and the big yellow-clothed dark warrior was directly thrown away by him...

His eyes once again fell on another yellow-clothed underworld warrior who came with this big guy.

"Are you here to grab a seat too?"