After a short time of battle, Zhaoming successfully defeated Baolu with the furnace body refining **, Yangming Technique and Tiger Roaring Heavenly Achievement, making him think he was inferior to him.

After admitting defeat, Baolu said sincerely: "You are very powerful from Mount Feng, I am not your opponent. But I am just an extremely ordinary junior in our Longbo Kingdom. If you win, I can't explain anything. Our village is not far from this. Are you willing to go back with us and compete with the most powerful golden immortal in our Longbo Kingdom?"

Other Longbo people also nodded. A Longbo people in the Daluo Golden Immortal Realm said: "My realm is higher than you, and even if you take action, you won't be anything. But my clan has a Golden Immortal disciple who is stronger than Baolu. If you can win him, I will admit that you, the people of the Longbo people are even more powerful than our Longbo people."

There are a few of these dozen Longbo people who are not as good as Baolu, and their strength is not much different from Baolu. If you continue to fight, you will either be no opponent or make no sense.

Zhaoming laughed: "No problem, I traveled all over the world and fought all over the prehistoric continents. I have never been defeated after more than 10,000 battles. It is exactly what I want to be able to fight with you heroes from Longbo Kingdom. Just lead the way."

"Okay, come with me!" Bao Lu nodded, then soared into the air and led Zhaoming into the inland.

"How to fight next?" Zhaoming asked Sun Jiuyang with a voice transmission.

This matter is not as simple as imagined. The strength of the people of Longbo is indeed extraordinary. Even the disciples of the witch clan cannot withstand such a bombing fist as they are. But this Baolu not only blocked it, but even suffered some minor injuries.

Ruobaolu is really just an ordinary disciple in their clan, and the body of this Longbo people is probably even stronger than that of the witch clan.

Sun Jiuyang said he wanted to lose, but Zhao Ming knew that if he wanted to implement his plan, he would definitely win back. Once the people of Longbo really had many elite disciples who were stronger than Baolu, it would be quite difficult for him to win back without the power of flame.

After hearing what Zhaoming asked, Sun Jiuyang sent a voice transmission: "Don't be busy for now, see the situation. If the village he said is small, continue to win. If there are many people, then fight hard and pretend to lose to them."

"Why must you lose?" Zhaoming asked again. He didn't like losing, especially when he met a honest and upright opponent like Longbo, and fighting with all his might is the respect for both sides.

Sun Jiuyang scolded angrily: "Why are you asking so many questions? If you want me to help you go to the Colosseum to save people, shut up and do what I said!"

I endured this dead liar... Zhaoming gritted his teeth and had to cooperate in order to save the corrupt old man.

The people of Longbo had a wide area and a vast territory. They followed Baolu and ran for several hours before they arrived.

In front of you is a vast grassland with lush vegetation. Not to mention trees, even grasses are thousands of meters high. Tall wooden houses are built on the grassland, like huge fortresses, endless.

Thousands of Longbo people walked around this gathering place, chatting, competing, or dealing with the monsters they had just captured. As practitioners, these Longbo people still maintained their most primitive nature: they must eat for three meals.

Seeing Baolu and others coming back, a man from Longbo greeted them.

"Where is Ran Hu? Is it in the village?" Bao Lu asked to the man.

The man nodded: "Ran Hu and the clan leader are in the ring, are you doing something?"

Baolu nodded: "You will know in a while."

Immediately, Zhaoming continued to move forward. After a moment, a huge ring appeared in front of me. The ring was completely black, like jade and stone. I don’t know what material it was made of. It was like a huge island. The ring that could make Longbo people’s written tests would be smaller.

"What a big piece of Mo Ling steel jade, my god. Where did these Longbo people dig out from? It's incredible." Sun Jiuyang sighed softly in his ears. He had extraordinary knowledge and naturally recognized what the black ring was made of.

This guy won't be thinking about it anymore, Zhaoming thought in his heart, feeling that he was probably caught by him.

There were some tall Longbo people talking about something next to the ring. One of them was 50,000 meters tall. Even among the Longbo people, it was hard to see such a body shape. It was a thick breath and was at the sub-saint realm.

This person is probably the patriarch of the Longbo country. Zhaoming couldn't help but worry, fearing that Sun Jiuyang's talisman technique would be seen by the other party, and that would be a big trouble.

"I've seen the clan leader!" Bao Lu stepped forward and bowed.

The patriarch of Longbo nodded: "Baolu, you have something to do with me."

"Clan leader, this is a mastiff from the Western Ji Mountain. He wants to challenge the warriors of our Longbo Kingdom." Bao Lu pointed to Zhaoming and introduced.

"Wait!" Zhaoming immediately interrupted him and said, "I'm here to let you see the powerful warriors of Uncle Long Country, but I'm not here to challenge you."

"Uncle Long? Why haven't you heard of it?" asked a man next to the patriarch of Long Bo, who had a large amount of black mane and muscles on his face as if they were hard stones.

This person is also in the realm of Golden Immortal, but regardless of his breath, the force emitted by some movements is much better than that of Baolu. I am afraid he is the elite disciple that Baolu calls him.

Zhaoming immediately said with disdain, "You Longbo people know that they have shown their power in their territory and have never traveled all over the world. How can they know? Without talking about other things, do you know what the North Sea is? Do you know what the West Sea is? You probably don't know what the prehistoric continent looks like."

After being questioned by Zhaoming, the Jinxian disciple was a little unhappy and said loudly: "So what if I don't know these, I, Longbo, have no match for anyone, and no one will be our opponent. If you don't accept it, we will fight. My name is Ran Hu, you can remember it clearly."

Zhaoming laughed: "Haha, I naturally remember the people who beat me. Unfortunately, I don't remember very much about who have competed with me now. I hope you can let me remember."

"Then come up!" Ran Hu moved to the center of the ring and directly stretched out a finger to Zhaoming.

Longbo people are generous by nature. They don’t have many etiquette and rules between each other, and only have the most primitive relationship between relatives. Even if the patriarch is by your side, Ran Hu will do whatever he wants without asking for instructions.

Seeing that the patriarch of Longbo had no objection, Zhaoming jumped onto the ring, moved his muscles and bones, and at the same time asked, "Do you lose or win?"

Sun Jiuyang immediately said, "The patriarch has come out. Look at this, this should be the largest gathering place for Longbo people. I lost this battle, but don't lose too quickly. At least I have to fight hard to distinguish."

Zhaoming nodded, looked at Ran Hu and smiled: "Let's start!"

As soon as the words came to an end, the two of them made movements at the same time, stepped forward and punched them out.

There is no need to win this battle. Zhaoming did not forcefully use the Yangming technique, but only activated the Tiger Roaring Sky. Even so, the force is still terrifying. As his fist swung, his breath was like a galaxy falling, and his atmosphere was endless.

However, Ran Hu's power was even more terrifying, and at the same time, Baolu was far inferior to that of the Golden Immortal Realm. The force brought by the punch was almost condensed, as if huge mountains descended from the sky and wanted to bury Zhaoming.

"boom!"

The galaxy hit the mountains, and its power was like a tsunami that broke out and soared into the sky. The vitality of heaven and earth collapsed and the sea was leaking, and a little bit of crystal light was emitted in the void, as if it was forcibly compressed into crystals by the power of the two.

"Bang bang bang!"

The huge explosive force made the two of them retreat uncontrollably, and they almost stopped at the edge of the ring.

"Okay, the mastiff from Uncle Long is indeed powerful, but unfortunately this is far from enough!" Ran Hu laughed loudly, his fighting spirit became stronger, and rushed towards Zhaoming again.

"You are not bad, but I am a braver person as I fight. A little bit of advantage cannot help you defeat me!" Zhaoming also laughed and rushed over, but was shocked.

Ran Hu's body was almost not weaker than his own furnace body refining, and his strength was much higher than that of Leopard. With the punch just now, he retreated half a distance longer than the opponent, and the highest and the lowest level was determined.

Without using flames, it is unknown whether you can beat the opponent with all your strength. But no matter what, even if you come with your purpose, you are not afraid of this battle.

The two rushed together again, without mysterious skills or physical skills, and purely fighting with their bodies, like two most primitive and wild beasts.

The huge sound attracted a large number of people from Longbo to watch, and they were extremely surprised to see both of them on the battlefield.

"Who is that person? It's amazing. The Golden Immortal Realm can fight like this with Ran Hu."

"It seems like Bao Lu brought it back, I don't know what origins are."

"From this situation, Ran Hu is probably sure to win, that man is not strong enough!"

"Nonsense, can there be anyone in the world who is stronger than our Longbo people? It is already quite difficult for that person to persevere under Ran Hu."

The people of Longbo were talking about it, all of whom were warlike and liked to go to the ring to gesture for a few times. Now, seeing such a dragon and tiger fight, how could you not be interested?

The wind was raging on the ring, and the vitality was like a tide. The sound of fists and feet hitting was like a big drum, and the roar continued.

The two had already finished the temptation and turned to attack with all their might.

Even after practicing the furnace body refining**, Zhaoming was still beaten with blood at this moment. The pain caused by the powerful bombardment did not make the two of them worry about it, but became even more excited.

"If you don't have any other skills, today will be over!" Ran Hu shouted and punched him.

Zhaoming greeted him with an iron fist and hit him directly. The huge force made him retreat again. However, Ran Hu did not retreat but advanced. He took one step forward, spanned one shoulder, and directly hit Zhaoming.

It seemed as if he was hit by Taishan. Even Zhaoming felt that his eyes were dark and he was almost unconscious. He was no longer under control, like a kite flying out of the ring and then fell heavily to the ground.
Chapter completed!