Chapter 113 You Want to Beat Me Until I Shit?

With Chen Luo's guarantee, the dog cubs rushed forward with a whoop.

They had been holding back for too long.

The dog-headed men watching the fun were directly pushed aside by the dog cubs.

When they were on Blue Star, all the dog cubs were King-level. Chen Luo had cultivated them with all his heart, and now they were all Emperor-level.

Moreover, they weren't ordinary Emperor-level. They had eaten countless pills that increased their physical strength and alien energy.

Not many of the dog-headed men present were Emperor-level; they were just there to watch the fun and try their luck.

The impatient Lao Ba was so excited that his legs cramped. He actually failed to jump down from the tall arena at once, fell in mid-air, and took a tumble.

Lao Ba didn't care at all. With another whoop, he jumped again and finally made it up.

Lao Ba sized up Grahame's daughter with an expression as if he was looking at his wife, let out another whoop, and pounced directly.

The other dog cubs did the same.

This wasn't a martial arts competition at all; they were just trying to get their hands on them.

"Bang, bang, bang."

The dog cubs were all sent flying.

Each of them was directly trying to hug their opponents. Where was the fight? They were slapped away by Grahame's daughters.

This made the dog cubs wake up. They had to win first.

Intense battles suddenly broke out on the huge arenas.

Chen Luo smiled faintly in the distance. The dog cubs' lifelong affairs finally had a chance.

Huh, why do I feel gratified?

On the central stage, Grahame said in surprise, "When did so many young talents appear? How come I don't know?"

Grahame's daughters were all Emperor-level. In the Star System, Emperor-level was like cabbage, but on a certain planet, they were really rare.

If it weren't for Grahame, it would be good if two or three of his daughters reached Emperor-level.

Grahame didn't expect any dog-headed men to be able to defeat his daughters. He would slowly lower the difficulty, such as lasting for ten minutes, which would be considered a pass.

Unexpectedly, ten unfamiliar black-skinned individuals suddenly appeared, suppressing his daughters.

That's right, under the temptation of a wife, each dog cub exerted 120% of their strength.

A dog-headed man beside Grahame also said in confusion, "I don't know either."

Then, he made a look of sudden realization, "I know, it must be that other canine planets heard about your daughter's martial arts competition to recruit a husband and came over."

Grahame also revealed pride, "My daughters are all outstanding and beautiful. It's normal to attract other geniuses."

Grahame looked approvingly at a fierce dog cub, "Really mighty, not bad, not bad."

At this moment, a voice came from one of the arenas, "What are you doing? How annoying."

Lao Liu among the dog cubs actually gave one of the daughters a kiss while fighting.

"..."

Others were using their hands, but he was using his mouth.

But it had a miraculous effect.

Grahame's daughter revealed a shy expression. Although she said it was annoying, she was extremely satisfied with Lao Liu in her heart.

"I'm not fighting anymore, I surrender."

Lao Liu looked at her with adoration and directly embraced her.

The other dog cubs followed suit. Except for Lao Ba, who received two big slaps, the others all embraced their beautiful canine brides.

Everyone was dumbfounded.

There were a total of 18 arenas, but only ten dog cubs. The challengers in the other eight arenas were all kicked off the stage by Grahame's daughters, spitting blood on the ground.

Lao Liu looked around. It wasn't said that he could only challenge one, right?

Lao Liu quickly ran to the other arenas and began to challenge them.

Was this allowed?

Grahame's butler said anxiously, "No, this doesn't comply with the rules."

Grahame laughed and pointed, "He's got guts, he has my style. As long as you can challenge them all in a row, feel free to do so."

If Grahame didn't have a large family, how could he have so many descendants?

This pointed out the path for the other dog cubs, and they followed suit.

The dog cubs were full of energy and didn't feel tired yet.

Half an hour later, although each dog cub had injuries on their bodies, they had all won.

Grahame announced happily, "Okay, congratulations to these ten geniuses for becoming my Grahame's sons-in-law."

The dog-headed men below the stage looked at the dog cubs with jealousy and envy, but their strength was indeed strong. They had the strength to marry Grahame's daughters.

Alas, why wasn't that dog me?

But, what? Sons-in-law?

Lao Liu exclaimed, "Sons-in-law? I'm here to marry a wife, not to be a son-in-law. This wasn't mentioned beforehand."

Grahame pointed to a banner above the stage, "What wasn't mentioned? The words are so big, can't you see them?"

It wasn't that they couldn't see them, it was that they couldn't understand them.

"If you want to marry my daughters, you must become a son-in-law. Otherwise, go back where you came from."

Grahame was confident that he had the dog cubs in his grasp. Looking at their impatient appearances, he didn't believe they wouldn't agree.

Well, with so many talented and outstanding young men, the descendants of my Grahame family will definitely not be bad.

Lao Liu blinked, "It's not that I don't agree, it's that my Ganda (adoptive father) won't agree. My Ganda will definitely not agree to us becoming sons-in-law."

The other dog cubs echoed, "That's right, that's right."

The dog-headed men below the stage became excited. It seemed they still had a chance.

Grahame snorted, "What Ganda? Who is your Ganda? If he doesn't agree, I'll beat him until he does. If he dares not agree, I'll beat the shit out of him."

Grahame pointed at Lao Liu, "You kissed my daughter and still want to leave? Stay here and obediently be my son-in-law. What I say goes, even the Heavenly King can't change it today."

Grahame didn't speak without thinking. These dog cubs were all Emperor-level, and demigods couldn't be cultivated.

The dog-headed man race had a God-level expert, but he was definitely not a match for me, Grahame.

I, Grahame, am already the strongest dog.

Chen Luo walked out slowly, "Their Ganda is me. I heard you want to beat the shit out of me, huh?"

Hearing this, Grahame immediately shifted his gaze, and the hand he was pointing with also turned. Halfway through, his hand trembled violently.

Grahame broke out in a cold sweat, looking at Chen Luo in disbelief.

You are their Ganda?

How were they born?

Oh, right, he's the Ganda.

Damn it, this menace has come to my place.

Grahame hadn't had much to do lately, so he paid attention to any disturbances.

This Chen Luo had publicly slapped the Third Prince twice, and the Great Emperor had personally recruited him.

A daring fellow, possessing four Laws of the Great Path himself, and had obtained the certification of a Great God.

Grahame absolutely didn't think he was Chen Luo's opponent.

Under normal circumstances, Grahame would laugh in his dreams to become related to such a person.

But, the Empire's attitude was to recruit him on the surface, but who knew what would happen?

What if the Empire wanted to kill Chen Luo? Wouldn't he be in trouble?

Grahame swallowed hard, "I was just farting. The competition doesn't count. Your children can leave."

For a God-level expert to publicly admit that he was farting showed how cowardly he was.

Chen Luo chuckled, finally encountering someone with a 5G network.

Chen Luo snorted, "Then let's hold the wedding, right now. Of course, it won't be a matter of becoming sons-in-law."

Grahame waved his hands quickly, "I'm not worthy, I'm not worthy."

Chen Luo narrowed his eyes and looked at Grahame, "It seems you don't want to agree. That's okay. If you don't agree, I'll beat you until you do."