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Chapter 590

Chapter 590

It appeared that in these two days, more martial arts practitioners had arrived one after another.

Rumbling!

Golden Top was constantly shaking.

The entire mountain was swaying.

Rocks were rolling down.

Everyone's eyes were glued to Golden Top, unmoving, silently waiting for the treasure to emerge.

"Hahaha!"

Just then, a burst of laughter came from afar, breaking the silence.

Everyone's eyes were drawn to the source.

"Dear fellow martial artists, I am Master Chris of the Southern Alliance, and I welcome you all to

witness the Dragon Emblem fragment!"

Whoosh!

Whoosh!

Whoosh!

As the words fell, figures shot out from the distance.

In a short time, hundreds of figures stopped on a mountain peak.

In addition to Chris, there were Peter Jefferson and the royal guards.

Seeing Chris, everyone's mouth twitched involuntarily.

Last time, Chris had insulted everyone as trash.

This made the people present full of resentment towards Chris, wishing they could kill him!

But they didn't expect that Chris would still be so shameless this time.

He acted as if he were the host everywhere.

It felt as if the Dragon Emblem fragment belonged to him!

Peter Jefferson couldn't help but complain, "Can't you be a little more low-key?"

Chris, with his hands behind his back and head raised, said, "My principle is simple: if you don't like it,

fight! Low-key doesn't exist for me!"

Hearing this, Peter Jefferson was completely speechless.

He suddenly felt that he had been living a dog's life all these years.

All along, he had been careful and low-key, hiding his true strength.

But this fellow Chris was overbearing in his actions, not putting anyone in his eyes at all. No one knew

how he had managed to live until now. As for Tiger and the numerous royal guards, they wore an

expression of authority.

What a joke!

His master was the Primus of the great Amerosia. Did he need to act low-profile? Even when facing

heads of states, Master merely scoffed at them.

"Silence!"

With a single word from Chris, the entire scene suddenly fell quiet.

Chris touched his nose and laughed, "What's with the look on everyone's faces? It seems you don't

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Upon hearing this, everyone's faces darkened. Did this guy have any self-awareness at all? Couldn't he

see that no one wanted to talk to his shameless face?

Zen couldn't help but say, "Chris, don't be arrogant! Everyone here is a master from various martial arts

sects! Today, with the emergence of the Dragon Emblem fragment, your death is imminent!"

After saying this, Zen's face was filled with murderous intent. Guardian Michael turned to look at Zen

with a sympathetic expression.

Was this guy's head not working properly?

Arguing with Chris, the king of verbal warfare, was purely masochistic. Chris' mouth could infuriate

people to death. Regardless, Guardian Michael had already made up his mind. No matter how

provocative Chris was, he would remain silent.

Once the Dragon Emblem fragment was revealed, he would find an opportunity to kill Chris. At that

time, the world would finally be at peace!

Seeing that someone finally spoke up, Chris looked at Zen with a playful expression. "What, has your

injury healed, Mr. loser? How about we have a fight again? This time, I promise to beat you to death!"

"Damn it..."

Zen was so angry that he almost choked himself to death. He couldn't defeat Chris in a fight or a verbal

battle. It was infuriating!

"Hmph!"

In the end, Zen simply snorted coldly and turned his head away, refusing to speak. Engaging with Chris

was simply demeaning.

Seeing Zen shut his mouth, Chris turned to Guardian Michael and mocked, "And you, you cowardly

turtle, where have you been hiding these days? How about we fight? I promise to give you the same

treatment as Zen, killing you with one punch!"

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