In an instant, many thoughts passed through Bao Long's mind, but no matter which one of them made him panic. The county magistrate of Changshan County was a god-like existence in Changshan. The only master at the peak of the Martial Sect could kill him with one finger. Not to mention the Five Tigers in the South City, even the other major families combined, they would not dare to provoke this county magistrate.

Just as Bao Long was sweating coldly, Zilong asked, "What do you want to do when you keep following me here?"

"No... Mr. Long, you misunderstood. I was worried about your safety and followed me all the way. Now I am relieved to make sure you are fine and say goodbye!"

Bao Long swallowed his saliva and wanted to retreat. He didn't know what the young man in front of him had to have a relationship with the county magistrate, but he could be sure that his relationship was quite good. Because everyone in Changshan County knew that Chi Long only recognized the county magistrate and could not even ride his son. Thinking of this, Bao Long broke out in a cold sweat again. Is the relationship between the person in front of him even closer to the county magistrate than his son?

"Did I let you go?"

"Young Master Long has given an order, Bao Long dared not to refuse to obey!"

"Since you're here, let's spend a few moves with me. If you win, you can leave."

"Young Master was joking, I am not your opponent."

"Haha, when did you become so humble at the ninth level of shock? Look at the move!" Zilong said as he rushed forward, his fist like a heavy hammer, whistling with wind, making Bao Long feel his muscles tense instantly and unconsciously making a defensive look.

"Young Master has something to say!" Bao Long naturally would not think that he could not beat Zilong. The Ninth Level of Shock Transformation was four more realms than the Fifth Level of Shock Transformation. Beating him was like playing tricks. The problem was that he couldn't beat him and could not afford to offend him!

"Bang!" Bao Long crossed his arms and took Zilong's punch. He felt his arms numb and his qi and blood rolled. It was obvious that the opponent did not hold back in this move.

"Young Master, I am willing to apologize. Please stop!"

"I said, you can leave if you beat me!"

Seeing that Zilong had a sharp move, it didn't seem like a joke, Bao Long had to say, "Young Master, that's offending!"

Bao Long is famous for his iron fists, and what he is most afraid of is this kind of head-on fight.

"Young master, be careful!" Bao Long used six points of strength and wanted to knock Zilong down with one punch so that he could retreat.

"Bang!" Another iron fist collided, but Bao Long was shocked and used six points of strength. Not only did he not defeat Zilong, he was shocked several steps and lost his old face.

"Good boxing skills, come again!" This time, Bao Long used eight points of his strength, but the result was still the same.

"Take all your strength. Don't call it the Five Tigers in the future, you can call it a sick cat!"

The clay man was still angry, not to mention the bully Bao Long. He was furious when he heard this. He ignored anything. The spiritual energy in his body flowed rapidly, and his fists trembled out a wave of air.

"Fighting the bull fist!" Bao Long roared, and a layer of spiritual waves were covered with a sandbag's fist, which was whirring and windy, which was so majestic. This trick of fist is common in Changshan County, suitable for ordinary people and ordinary warriors to practice. Dacheng can kill a cow with one punch!

"If you only cultivate yourself, you will lose the inferiority of your skills." Zilong once wanted to practice some boxing and palm techniques, but the old man ruthlessly rejected him. The reason he gave was high-sounding. Practicing skills in ordinary realms would cause confusion in the state of mind, foundation, and future. In short, there would be a hundred harms but no benefit. Therefore, Zilong had never learned peerless martial arts, and they were all the most direct instinct moves.

One move of the bull fist was like a bull swelling. Zilong's blood boiled and he became more and more excited. This was the battle he wanted!

"I want to see if it can really kill the cow!" Zilong raised his energy and gathered his strength, took a step back and turned around and started, and the muscles on his right arm were moving, without any fancy things, he was ready to take it head-on.

"Boom!" A loud bang was like a collision between iron and stone. Zilong's figure flew backward for five or six meters and almost fell down. Although Bao Long did not retreat, he was not so relaxed. His arms trembled, his finger bones were slightly painful, and his eyes couldn't help but be solemn, and he thought to himself: "Is he a shocked fifth level..."

"Haha, it's great, come again!" Zilong shook his arms, and made a crackling sound from his ten fingers, rushing over like a cow than Bao Long.

"Young Master Long, don't cry if it hurts later!"

"If you can beat me to tears, I will protect you from Nancheng in the future!"

Bao Longqi felt insulted at first. Although the five tigers in the south city are the youngest, they are also tigers, and you need to cover them? However, when he looked a little farther away and saw the arrogant and unrestrained dragon-blooded beast Red Dragon, he immediately felt that this was a gift. With him, wouldn’t it mean that he was covered by the county magistrate? Not to mention Nancheng in the future, the entire Changshan County will still walk sideways!

"Come on, fight happily!" Seeing that Zilong was approaching, Bao Long raised his arms and met him. The two of them punched each other and beat the match, and it was difficult to decide the winner for a while.

On the side, Chilong was yawning when he saw it. Obviously, this level of fighting was like a child playing house for it.

"Is Nanhu's skills poor?"

"The second style of the bull punch, five bulls collided!" Bao Long made a job, and he couldn't even get rid of the fifth level of shock. How could he do anything in the future? So he stepped on the floor and rushed up. His right arm swung his right arm in the air for five rounds. After each round, the momentum increased by one point. At the end of the fifth round, a whirlwind had formed around his fist, and a faint sound of a cow mooing sounded, low and heavy, and breathtaking.

"Here!" Zilong's face was solemn, and he did not dare to underestimate the power of this move, but he did not move, but closed his eyes, as if he was scared to death.

"Boy, you're still young!"

Bao Long was getting closer, but Zilong still had no intention of taking action. This made the former feel a little frightened. Could it be that this kid deliberately wanted to be beaten by me and then used this as an excuse to let the county magistrate deal with me?

Bao Long was thinking a lot, but nothing he said was useless. He was the only one who forced himself to get hurt. The bully's life motto was always to betray the world, not to betrayed by the world, and to give up!

At this moment, a pleasant roar suddenly came from Zilong's body, as if spiritual energy had broken through a bottleneck, making him feel comfortable all over and mist emitted from his pores.

"Breakthrough?" Bao Long understood. It turned out that this guy was looking for him as a coach to take the opportunity to break through the realm. But even if you break through, what can you do? It's not that the sixth level of shock change, but it's still a scumbag in front of the peak of shock change!

"It's great!" Zilong finally opened his eyes, his pupils shining out, and he was full of energy. He exhaled a breath of turbid air, his body bent like a bow, and his fist turned around his wrist, instantly condensing his whole body's strength at one point.

"Look at who will die!"

Finally, the two of them collided again, and the sound of thunder was shaking, and a wave of air burst out. The red dragon chewed the grass in his mouth, and seemed quite satisfied with this move.

"Ah!" A heart-wrenching and painful whisper came. Neither of them was repelled by this move, but Bao Long had a broken bone, his arm was dislocated, and blood kept falling down his fingers.

"How is it possible!" What is worse than the physical injury is the mental injury. Bao Long never understood that this punch was almost an explosion of the extreme extreme of the shock change realm. With nearly ten thousand kilograms of force, how could he be defeated by a person with the sixth level of shock change?

"The power of ten thousand kilograms of shock change is at its peak. Although I have not reached that extreme value and cannot break through the Martial Sect, I still have at least nine thousand five hundred kilograms of force. If you have the sixth level of shock change, you can only exceed seven thousand kilograms of force at most. Why is the result like this!"

Zilong's arm was numb and trembled for a while before he returned to normal. He rubbed his wrist and said, "Who told you that you will win if you have strong strength? Your move to bull fist is very strong, but the force is too dispersed, and it actually does not reach 9,500 kilograms at all."

"Is that true, but..."

"Nothing is true. For the sake of your helping me break through today, you can leave your wallet and leave."

"Why do you still have to leave your purse!"

"You can do it if you don't want to stay."

"Pululu!" At this time, the red dragon beside him spit out a handful of snot, and his eyes were wide open again, making Bao Long swallow unconsciously, and then he remembered where he was.

"Of course I have to stay. I originally wanted to use it to honor Mr. Long!" Bao Long immediately untied his purse, endured the heartache and handed it to Zilong, and said, "By the way, Mr. Long, say hello to your master for me. The Five Tigers of Nancheng have always respected him!"

Zilong didn't understand and said in confusion: "My Master?"

"Of course he is the county magistrate. Young Master Long is so heroic at a young age. He must have been personally circulated by the county magistrate. Young Master, don't worry, I must keep my mouth shut!"

Zilong's eyelids under the mask were rolled up, not knowing whether to be happy or worried, and said, "Don't make random guesses. In short, I don't want a second person to know about me and today's matter."

"Don't worry, my grandpa, I'm so strict. Besides, I don't dare to do it!"

"You will always live a long life if you know your personality. Just pretend that you have never been here. I will go to the Nancheng Arena in two days. Since you know my strength, how should you bet clearly in the future, right?"

Bao Long's eyes lit up, and he suddenly felt that the opportunity to get rich was right in front of him. The betting market in the Nancheng Arena was not only the five tigers, but also others. If the next highlight was well controlled, they would not make a fortune.

As he thought about it, Bao Long suddenly laughed, and his arm didn't even feel the pain. At this time, something flew towards him. He subconsciously grabbed it in his hand and saw that it wasn't the money bag I just threw out, why was it a little heavier?

"Young Master, are you?"

"I'm not convenient to place a bet. Please help me. There are 10,000 taels here, and I hope there will be ten times the profit!"

"Don't worry, young master, ten times is no problem, the good news for me is!"

Chapter completed!