Yang Ji's expression suddenly changed, and the expressions of the others also seemed to change.
"Sun Jue, you are shameless!"
Zhang Xiong and others said angrily.
"Hmph! When will it be your turn to talk?"
Sun Jue's expression darkened, and he glanced coldly at Zhang Xiong and others: "Within the sect, you'd better maintain a little respect for the senior brother who teaches you!"
"Sun Jue! It's not your turn to teach my people yet!"
Yang Ji waved his hand and said with an annoyed look on his face.
"Hey, Yang Ji, can't you afford to lose? As long as you say something, this game will be canceled immediately!"
Sun Jue sneered.
Yang Ji took a deep breath and suppressed the anger in his heart. Sun Jue retreated in order to advance, but he had no choice. Otherwise, if he loses, he will lose the battle. Whether he wins or not in this competition, he will be the same as losing.
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Turning his eyes, Yang Ji looked hard at the dark shadow. Almost everything was caused by this dark shadow. Under the sunlight falling from the sky, he saw a cold and aloof young man standing with his arms folded.
Between the two camps, his eyes were stern, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, showing an extremely conceited look. It seemed that no one was taken seriously by him.
Zhao Chan was defeated by him just now, unable to sustain even a single move. Although fighting skills are very important, when the power gap between the two sides reaches a certain level, even fighting skills cannot make up for it.
If he follows Sun Jue's game rules, in the next two games, no one behind him will be his opponent.
"This person is definitely not an ordinary registered disciple...and the strength of ordinary registered disciples is definitely not that high..."
Yang Ji remembered the name Sun Jue called at the last moment, and a flash of lightning flashed in his mind, and a thought flashed across his mind:
"Wu Tongsheng!...He must be Wutongsheng. And it is very likely that, like Sun Jue, he is a Wutongsheng from Qingchuan County."
While hesitating, Yang Ji suddenly heard a cold and extremely conceited voice:
"Senior brother, are they too weak? These guys?——"
Mo Long stood at the head of the scene, tilting his head and looking at Sun Jue with a questioning look on his face, not paying attention to the people in front of him at all.
"What did you say!"
Everyone was furious, and everyone was furious.
"What? Are you trying to bully the few and start a group fight?"
Molong turned around, his face full of disdain. He looked worried that the world would not be in chaos.
"Yang Ji, have you thought about it? Who will be sent out next?"
Sun Jue said in a deep voice.
Yang Ji remained silent. What Sun Jue and others used was a naked "conspiracy". In the remaining two games, no matter who he sent to play, he would definitely lose.
Just when I was in trouble, suddenly, a rough roar came from my ears:
"I!--"
The strong wind blew, and the crowd behind them moved loudly, as if being moved by an invisible giant hand. In the blink of an eye, a tall and bear-like figure stood out from behind.
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The aura on his body was like a tide, exuding a wild aura. The strong blood energy almost burst out from his body.
After just one glance, Sun Jue and others' eyelids immediately jumped wildly. The second level of martial arts was close to that of a strong man of the third level. Such a person's strength was definitely not inferior to Mo Long, and even exceeded it.
"who are you!--"
Sun Jue shouted sharply.
Yang Ji ignored Sun Jue.
"Duan Gang!"
Seeing Duan Gang, Yang Ji was overjoyed and walked up quickly: "Why are you here?"
Duan Gang is a martial arts fanatic. Whenever he has time to practice outside the palace where he lives, he doesn't waste any time. The fight between Yang Ji and Sun Jue was never told to him, nor was he taken into consideration.
Unexpectedly, Duan Gang came at the critical moment.
"Hey, I was practicing up there, and I saw someone making trouble at a glance - whatever I was looking at, it was you!"
Duan Gang suddenly turned his eyes and glared at Mo Long fiercely.
His character was like this, he was straightforward and he was originally here for this Mo Long. But now, no one paid attention to him and just stared at this Mo Long.
Mo Long's expression changed slightly. He was conceited, but he also had to look at his opponent. The guy in front of him with a weak head was obviously no better than him.
However, Mo Long is also a ruthless character. Being glared at by Duan Gang also inspired the ruthlessness in his heart:
"Hmph! Come up, come up! I want to see how capable you are, how dare you act crazy in front of me!"
"Hey, that's exactly what I meant!"
Duan Gang rolled up his sleeves, and the two of them looked at each other, full of fighting spirit.
"Wait a minute!"
Just when Duan Gang and Mo Longmao were having sex, Sun Jue suddenly spoke up. If the rude guy opposite him was allowed to fall in love with him, his plan would be ruined.
"Yang Ji, we agreed at the beginning. This matter only involves you and me, and it must be our professor's subordinates. - What is going on with you?"
Sun Jue said in a deep voice.
"Who said he is not one of ours anymore? Sun Jue, you'd better give up. Besides, unlike you..."
Yang Ji took a deep look at Mo Long not far away and said with some meaning:
"If it comes to teaching martial arts, I actually taught him martial arts."
Duan Gang was not Yang Ji's subordinate, but Yang Ji did teach him the "Qinglong Sword Technique", or should be said to be the "Qinglong Boxing Technique". This point is different from his relationship with Sun Jue and Mo Long.
Sun Jue and others' hearts immediately sank. At this moment, they heard a familiar voice:
"Haha, you grandsons are all from Qingchuan County, right? I will represent Pingchuan County in this round and beat you until you can't take care of yourself!"
Duan Gang laughed and said.
One sentence made everyone's expressions change drastically.
"Wang Badan, what are you talking about?"
Molong was furious.
"Haha... I'm talking about you."
Duan Gang laughed, adding fuel to the fire.
"Mo Long, teach him a lesson."
Sun Jue said with a gloomy face.
"Duan Gang, don't hold back. You don't need your Qinglong boxing technique."
Yang Ji also said.
As soon as the "disciples" on both sides spoke, Duan Gang and Mo Long looked at each other, their fighting spirit soaring.
"Are you ready to die?"
Mo Long said fiercely, with murderous intent in his eyes.
"Just for a small role like yours?"
Duan Gang counterattacked sharply, with disdain in his eyes.
"court death!"
Mo Long's expression darkened, and he attacked instantly. His blood exploded. His whole body rushed up like a cannonball, and the two huge iron fists overflowed with wind. The huge power contained in them seemed to be able to blast a hole in the earth.
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"Roar!--"
In the middle of the journey, Mo Long roared with energy and let out a giant roar of a lion. The huge energy burst out, causing the disciples of the Iron Crown Sect around him to retreat one after another.
At the second level of martial arts, one's blood and energy are as thick as pulp. Once one reaches this level, one can display the unique skill of "Lion's Roar".
To be continued...