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Chapter 731 - 734 Pre-race Feuds

Chapter 731: Chapter 734 Pre-race Feuds

"Stop right there!"

Just as Qin Tian and his group were about to go ashore, two men in camouflage uniforms came over and blocked their way on the dock.

"Are you here to participate in the classification match?"

A dark-skinned bald man asked.

Zhou Yang said, "Yes."

The bald man pulled out a piece of white paper that appeared to have a list of participating teams on it and asked, "What’s the name of your team?"

"War Dragon."

"Okay, that’s fine. Check in at the front hall, and then someone will arrange your accommodation and schedule for you. Go on!"

After checking the list and hearing Zhou Yang say they were from the War Dragon Mercenary Team, the bald man immediately wore a look of disdain on his face.

Seeing the condescending look in the bald man’s eyes, Xiao Zhuang furrowed his brows, wanting to step forward and give him a piece of his mind, but Qin Tian pulled him back, shook his head, then led the way towards the building ahead.

At this time, there were many mercenary teams coming to check in, and the dock was already crowded with over a dozen yachts, indicating there were quite a few arrivals.

"War Dragon has only recently been established, there’s no need to clash with some gatekeepers; let’s keep a low profile. After the classification match, let them look down on us again," Qin Tian quietly said to Xiao Zhuang as they walked ahead.

"To think that someone as arrogant as you usually are would also have times when you say we should keep a low profile."

No sooner had Qin Tian finished his sentence than Mu Yunxi, who was wearing a black attire, pursed her lips and smiled.

Qin Tian, speechless, said, "Keeping a low profile is the king’s way, don’t you understand? When it’s time to stand out, I will shine brilliantly."

Upon reaching the entrance of the building, there was staff specially assigned to receive them. Seeing Qin Tian and his group, three men and two women, the staff naturally knew they were here to check in. The leader, a middle-aged man, asked, "Which mercenary team are you from?"

"War Dragon," Qin Tian said.

Without a doubt, these people again looked over Qin Tian and the others with a disdainful gaze.

The middle-aged man handed Qin Tian a key and a document, saying, "Settle in first, the schedule is in the document. There’s a meeting at seven o’clock tonight in the great hall behind me. Don’t miss it."

As Qin Tian took the items and was about to leave, the middle-aged man, as if suddenly remembering something, stared at Qin Tian with a sarcastic tone, "Oh, right, little brother, after you’ve registered here, you can go back. We’ll consider it as if you’ve withdrawn midway through the competition, and we can classify you as a One-star Mercenary Team."

Qin Tian, who was ready to leave, stopped dead in his tracks upon hearing this.

He halted his step and turned back.

He glared at the middle-aged man in the round-necked t-shirt and said, "Big brother."

The middle-aged man looked arrogant, "What’s the matter? You want to withdraw from the competition?"

"No, I want to ask you a question."

"Ask away."

"Do you know what ’judging a person through a dog’s eyes’ means?"

Upon hearing this, the middle-aged man, who was all smiles a moment ago, abruptly stiffened.

"Judging a person through a dog’s eyes, are you insulting me?" the middle-aged man sprang to his feet, glaring at Qin Tian with rage.

His two aides also took on a threatening stance.

"Do you know who this is? The housekeeper of the Fierce Tiger Mercenary Group, Mr. Zhao San. What’s the problem? We’re here to help you register for free today, and you have complaints, wanting to insult people?" a young man standing beside Zhao Zhijie spoke arrogantly.

"Our boss didn’t insult anyone, he insulted a dog," Zhou Yang stepped forward, said a "fair word" with a smile, leaving Zhao Zhijie fuming.

"Fuck, just a little War Dragon Mercenary Team, what about it? You actually dare to mock my Fierce Tiger people? Don’t want to get along anymore, huh? Don’t think I wouldn’t dare sort you out just because we’re on Coconut Island!" Zhao Zhijie said angrily, Concentrating as he glared at Qin Tian.

"Come on, just come, I’m not even afraid of the White Tiger, let alone a Fierce Tiger? Joke!"

Qin Tian went head-to-head with Zhao Zhijie.

Just then, two more Mercenary Teams arrived to check-in, and upon seeing Zhao Zhijie, they immediately went up to him with big grins, offering cigarettes.

"Zhao Third Master, what’s wrong, you look..."

A bulky man with a bear’s back and waist stood next to Zhao Zhijie. After a glance at him and then at Qin Tian, his expression subtly changed.

"Zhao Third Master, what’s this situation with you and the Dragon King here...?"

The bulky man, named Gao Dameng, had been in the Mercenary World for a long time and was now the vice-leader of the Crazy Blade Mercenary Team.

He had known Qin Tian for many years and also knew the name "Dragon King," which is why he was utterly shocked to see Qin Tian. He lowered his voice to Zhao Zhijie, saying, "Zhao Third Master, do you know who this little brother opposite you is? He’s the Dragon King of Dragon Soul. I think, you better calm down, don’t get into a fight with the Dragon King."

"Dragon King? Heh, what a joke, who dares to claim to be a king? Back in the day, I only heard of one called Taiji from Dragon Soul. Isn’t that old guy dead? And didn’t Dragon Soul disband? Heh, what sort of bullshit Dragon King, betrayed Dragon Soul to join War Dragon?"

Zhao Zhijie continued staring at Qin Tian, unleashing a flurry of disrespect and mockery.

"Joining War Dragon just makes you a little Mercenary Team, huh! Back in the day, if it weren’t for Taiji holding down the fort, who would even know about such an obscure little squad!"

Upon hearing this, Xiao Zhuang was the first one who couldn’t help but rush forward.

Qin Tian held him back and said to Zhao Zhijie, "So what if we’re a small team? A small team can trample Fierce Tiger, and even turn Fierce Tiger into White Tiger!"

"Hahaha..."

As soon as Qin Tian made this remark, members of several nearby Mercenary Teams couldn’t help but burst out laughing.

Seeing Zhao Zhijie and his people’s embarrassed faces, Qin Tian couldn’t help but sneer mockingly. Nima, trying to have a war of words with me? When I was fighting with my words, you were still a tadpole!

"Trample your mom, I’ll let you trample!"

One of the Fierce Tiger Mercenary Team members next to Zhao Zhijie, seeing Fierce Tiger being ridiculed and unable to contain his explosive temper, clenched his fists and charged straight at Qin Tian!

"Get the hell out of here!"

Halfway through his charge, Zhou Yang sprang into action, throwing a punch that met the assailant’s, sending him tumbling to the ground!

Just one punch, and the difference in strength was immediately evident!

Suddenly, everyone couldn’t help but take another look at Zhou Yang.

Connoisseurs could tell that Zhou Yang had actually held back in that punch.

"Still calling yourself Fierce Tiger? Can’t even take a punch, knocked down and can’t get up? Just like a woman."

Seeing the man struggle to get up from the ground, Qin Tian mocked dismissively.

"Kid, your man is a competing contestant, my guy is just an ordinary little brother, huh, you’re getting cocky just because you have a slight advantage, too full of yourself!" Zhao Zhijie was not lightly angered.

Unfortunately for him, Zhao Zhijie himself had the role of a housekeeper, his skills were mediocre at best, and he belonged to the strategists and logistics managers within the Fierce Tiger Mercenary Group.

Having seen Zhou Yang’s skills, he could only shout a few words, not daring to actually rush out and get physical.

"So what if I’m full of myself, huh? You from White Tiger Team, not convinced? Come on then, one on one." Qin Tian provocatively gestured at Zhao Zhijie, reddening his face with embarrassment, unable to step down.

"Motherfucker, who wants to challenge my Fierce Tiger people?!"

At that moment, a deep and gruff voice rang out from inside the hall!