Chapter 447: The Pretending Night Spirit Dragon (3)

On this side of Zijiang City, a white-haired old man sits in the town. Although he is old, he exudes a heroic spirit, giving people the feeling of being a soldier for half his life.

Around him, there are many tall guards with fierce eyes, all with long knives, majestic!

On the side of Baihe City, a pale-skinned young man was the leader. His eyes were ink-colored, darker than ordinary people, and his face showed an extremely arrogant look, as if everything around him was lower than himself.

The people in the surrounding Baihe City did not dare to approach him, and there was a deep sense of awe in their bones.

"That's Chiyun Fantong, right? It seems that the spirit is not the same! The strength should grow a lot!"

"There's a use for it! Zijiang Gong Lao was the leader of the previous alliance, and this year is also a big hit!"

"What the hell is Baihe doing? Get a young man of twenty-six or seven years old to participate in the competition. Is this the rhythm of voluntarily abstaining?"

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As the game time drew nearer, the crowd was chatting below.

For the people in the three cities, this is undoubtedly a grand event.

Once a year, it is definitely not to be missed to witness the duel of those big men who can shake the three cities by stomping their feet on weekdays!

"My friends must have been unable to bear it anymore!"

As the previous leader of the alliance, Zijiang Gong Lao was the first to speak: "Everyone knows the rules of the three-city general martial arts, but the old man still has to reiterate it! Jianghu will be fighting with each other, life and death will be determined! The winner will be decided in the arena, regardless of death or injury, under the ring. No more disputes, those who disturb the order of the rivers and lakes in our three cities, don't blame the old man for turning his face!"

Gong Lao's eyes are bright, and he is not angry and arrogant, making the surroundings silent, no one dares to take this old man who has been in the army for a long time seriously!

As soon as the voice fell, Fan Tong couldn't help it anymore.

"I've been waiting for today for a long time, so I won't be polite to you! In the first battle, I will definitely come out on top!" Fan Tong grinned, and his whole person was full of confidence.

This time, he came to be the leader of the alliance!

"Shh!"

I saw Fan Tong running a few steps and jumping abruptly, then he flew a few meters into the air, jumped over the stairs, and jumped onto the high arena, raising his chin, and scanning the surroundings proudly.

"it is good!"

There were bursts of applause all around.

This kind of movement technique is comparable to Qinggong, which is rarely seen on weekdays, and naturally makes everyone excited!

"Good posture! Fan Tong really made a lot of progress!" Elder Gong squinted his eyes and couldn't help but sighed in admiration.

But he was not afraid, got up slowly, and prepared to face Fan Tong.

"Shh!"

But at this moment, the young people in Baihe City moved first!

The slender figure floated like a ghost, and without a run-up, it flashed directly onto the stage.

"My God! This... what kind of movement technique is this! It's so weird!"

The crowd exclaimed again, just relying on the movement of the stage, it was already many times higher than Fan Tong!

"You... Who are you?" Fan Tong's face changed suddenly, and his confidence just now was swept away in an instant.

"Ye Linglong." The young man only said three words indifferently, with contempt in his eyes, disdain to talk to Fan Tong more.

Fan Tong frowned, revealing a trace of anger.

Although he lost the confidence to win, it does not mean that he will easily surrender.

For today, he has paid too much price, spent years of hard work, spent money like dirt, and even wielded a knife from the palace!

It's not easy to have the current combat power, but it is despised by others, and everyone will be unhappy if you change it!

"Ye Linglong, right? Please!"

Fan Tongliang took a stance, took a deep breath, and rushed forward.

"It's weak."

Ye Linglong snorted disdainfully, and while speaking, he seemed to throw a punch casually.

"boom!"

Hearing a muffled sound, that seemingly ordinary punch turned out to be like a mountain toppling down, with a forceful force! With irreversible power, he slammed into Fan Tong's chest!

In the next instant, Fan Tong had already fallen off the ring.

"Kakkaka..."

In Fan Tong's chest, the bones exploded like fried beans, and they all burst open!

"puff……"

With a mouthful of thick blood spurting out, Fan Tong tilted his neck as if he had run out of oil, and didn't even have the strength to hum twice.

With just one punch, Fan Tong was completely defeated!

In an instant, the audience fell into a dead silence, looking at the young man who defeated Fan Tong in a lighthearted manner, everyone's faces were full of horror like hell!

"Too weak! Is Huaxia Jianghu so bad? Dare to enter the ring with any kind of garbage?"

Ye Linglong stood proudly on the spot, looked around condescendingly, with an arrogant tone, and even turned on the map cannon, humiliating it together with Huaxia Jianghu!

What's even more irritating is that this night spirit dragon itself is a Chinese!

Humiliating one's own motherland with a natural expression on his face! People can't wait to rush over and slap his two big mouths to relieve their anger!

The people around were full of anger, but when they saw Fan Tong who was half-dead, they all chose to remain silent.

Walking in the rivers and lakes, the fist is the last word.

Ye Linglong's fist is big, and no one dares to refute anything.

"Young man! Don't be too arrogant! I have thousands of years of history, how can you judge me?"

But at this moment, Gong Lao stood up and stared at Ye Linglong with cold eyes.

"Old Gong... Let's forget this battle... That kid is not easy..." Someone immediately persuaded him.

However, Elder Gong shook his head: "At this age, I have stepped half of my foot into the coffin. Today is nothing but the reputation of our Chinese rivers and lakes. This battle must not be retreated!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Mr. Gong had already jumped up and went to the arena.

"Okay! Old Gong really is not old! There is great hope in this battle!"

There was another burst of cheers and applause from the audience. Mr. Gong himself was the previous leader of the alliance. With his stunning appearance at the moment, he naturally gained countless support!

"please!"

Gong Lao's back is straight, and his whole person exudes the surging momentum of a golden horse and an iron horse.

"Old man, do you want to defend the reputation of China's Jianghu? I will let you fail!"

Ye Linglong was rude and burst out with all his strength!

Although Elder Gong was much stronger than Fan Tong, he was still a lot weaker than Ye Linglong. In addition to his advanced age, he fell into an absolute disadvantage as soon as they fought.

With just three moves, the winner was decided.

"Crack!"

Ye Linglong whipped his leg and broke Old Gong's left knee, causing the old man to kneel halfway.

Under the horrified eyes of everyone, Ye Linglong grabbed the old man's white hair and grinned: "Speak loudly, all the rivers and lakes in China are rubbish, and I will spare your life, otherwise, die!"

"If you want to kill, kill! Why do you need to talk nonsense?" Gong Lao's face was grim, and he said almost every word: "I have a lot of talents in China, and sooner or later someone will convince you!"

"Heh, don't tell me sooner or later, there are hundreds of people at the scene, who would dare to fight with me? Who would dare?" Ye Linglong glanced around contemptuously.

There was a dead silence all around, and there was no one who dared to speak.

"I'll play with you."

At this moment, a dull voice came, attracting all eyes.