Bang! The fists collided in mid-air.

The shadow of the fist blends with each other, and the flesh collides with the flesh. It's not all about blending water and milk, and it's fun to play in the sky.

At least Sun Cheng didn't think so.

With a crisp sound, Sun Chengping's right arm in front of him came with a pain that penetrated into the bone marrow, and the entire right arm seemed to have lost any sensation except pain, hanging down uncontrollably, leaving only a layer of flesh barely wrapped around the muscles and bones inside.

The right leg couldn't help but slowly slip off and knelt on one knee in the ring.

Beads of sweat the size of soybeans dripped down the green tendons on the bulging temples, the whole person trembled slightly, and the red lips were bitten by the teeth inside and the blood faded and turned faintly white.

It hurts, it hurts! The arm is visibly broken.

In the crowd below the ring, many people looked at Sun Cheng and panicked.

Sun Cheng is not a man, one of his arms has been broken like this, and he still hasn't shouted, and Long Zun, who is competing on the stage, can't help but secretly admire.

However, thinking about the arrogance in Sun Cheng's words before, Long Zun decided to add more fire, otherwise he would be sorry for Sun Cheng's kindness.

Long Zun took a few steps back, and just when the crowd around him thought that he was going to give Sun Cheng a chance to admit defeat, who knows, he suddenly rushed over and slapped Sun Cheng's half-squatted chin with a knee.

The crunchy sound resounded within five or six meters of the ring.

Sun Xiang turned the belly of a dead fish, and with the help of external force, a carp was stiffened, and a standard backflip folded into the open space below the ring.

Seeing that his chin was crooked to the side, but the person didn't even snort, as if he didn't feel pain, he rolled his eyes, then closed them, and just endured it.

"Good man!" Long Zun gave a thumbs up to the bottom of the ring, regardless of whether Sun Cheng, who had fainted, could hear it.

"Dragon Venerable, win!" the black-clothed Tianlongwei glanced at the iron card in his hand and announced the name of the winner.

Long Zun retracted his gaze and arched his hand towards the crowd below the ring, quite with the heroism of a victor, and strode in front of the black-clothed Tianlong Wei.

The black-clothed Tianlong Wei glanced at him and said expressionlessly: "You can go back now and prepare for the martial arts meeting in three days." ”

Long Zun nodded, stepped out of the ring, and left the ring along the aisle left by the wooden fence.

Back at the bamboo shed where Long's house was, Long Yun hadn't come back yet, only Long Chi sat motionless on his seat with an ugly face.

When Long Zun came in, he lifted his eyelids slightly and glanced at them, and soon sank again, staring at the air in front of him with a dull gaze.

The relationship between the two was not good, and Long Zun would not find a boring way over, so he turned around and walked towards an empty seat on the side.

Not long after, the old dragon of the clan came back with Long Yun with a happy face.

As soon as he entered the bamboo shed and saw Long Zun, who had returned here first, the old man of the Long Li clan paused for a moment, the corners of his eyes twitched slightly, he looked at Long Zun, and asked in his mouth: "Long Zun, how is your competition there?"

Then, without waiting for Long Zun to answer, he said again: "One defeat is nothing, you are still young, work hard to cultivate, and there will be a chance in the future." This time, Long Yun defeated the opponent and won a promotion place for the Long family, and in the future, he could become an outer disciple of a certain sect, and he had the opportunity to cancel the sect's success, so the two of you should work hard in the future and take Long Yun as an example. ”

In the last sentence, he looked at Long Zun and Long Chi and said it.

"I made the cut. Long Zun said calmly.

"That's right, you have to work hard...... What, you have advanced, your opponent is the Sun family's martial disciple Sun Cheng of the ninth order!" The clan elder dragon was halfway through his words before he reacted, and his voice couldn't help but double.

Hearing this, Long Chi's eyes moved, his eyes were not dull, and he looked at Long Zun not far away with complicated eyes.

"Haha, congratulations, I knew you could, now it's okay, we've both made the cut. Long Yun was sincerely happy for Long Zun's promotion.

"Haha, yes, this is a good thing, the Long family has one more promotion place. The old dragon of the clan squeezed out a smile on his face, but it looked a little fake.

Long Zun noticed that the smile on the face of the clan elder Long Li was unnatural, thinking that his victory and promotion were out of the clan elder's surprise, and he didn't think much about it.

The old dragon of the clan turned around, the smile on his face suddenly disappeared, and he said secretly: "The Sun family is useless, but it's okay like this, the Long family has one more promotion quota for nothing." ”

Greeted a few people, and the old dragon of the clan took people to Tiancheng County.

All 50 people in the Martial Arts Association Qualifying Tournament were selected on this day, and the 50 places recommended by various family families were promoted to the official competition of the Martial Arts Association.

However, this competition will not be held until three days later, and these free days will give Long Zun a chance to recover his original cultivation as soon as possible.

A day passed in his cultivation, and even without the help of the elixir, Long Zun found that his cultivation had completely recovered to the level before he went mad.

There were two more droplet-shaped drops of Xuan power in the dantian, indicating that his cultivation had once again restored the second order of the warrior realm.

Whew! With a light breath of turbidity, Long Zun stepped down from the bed, picked up the teapot on the table, poured a cup of water into the cup, and drank it into his mouth.

This is only the next day, and the martial arts meeting will not be held until the day after tomorrow.

When!when!

"Young Master Longzun, are you there?" came a knock on the door and a whispered greeting from outside the house.

Long Zun walked over and opened the door, and standing outside the door was the fat steward of the blacksmith shop, who was respectfully waiting in front of the door.

"Young Master Longzun, the elder of the Longli clan invites you to come over. It may be that the promotion quota has reached his ears, and the fat steward is extremely respectful.

"Okay, I see, you can go back! I'll be over in a moment. Long Zun was not interested in talking to the snobbery of the fat steward, so he retreated into the house and closed the door with his hand.

"It's going to be a martial arts meeting soon, what's the matter with looking for me at this time?" Long Zun stood in the room and thought about it for a while, "No matter, you'll know when you go." ”

Picking up the coat at the head of the bed and putting it on his body, he left his room, went out of the moon gate, and went into another courtyard.

This courtyard is the largest single courtyard in the blacksmith shop, and several houses are set up separately in the courtyard, and the three people who live in it are Long Xingguan, the head of the Long family, and the elder Long Li and Long Xu.

Walking to the door near the left, Long Zun stopped, and was about to reach out to push the door, but the door was opened from the inside, and the fat head of the fat steward stretched out from inside.

"Young Master Long Zun, the clan elder and the guests are waiting inside!" said the fat steward with a flattering smile, turning sideways to get out of the way and letting Long Zun enter the house, and then he walked out of the room and closed the door with his hand.

The rooms in the small courtyard are all suites, the outer room is used as a living room to receive guests, and the inner room is used for the host and rest.

As soon as he entered the door, there was still some distance left, and Long Zun saw a strange young man sitting at the top of the house, with a faint arrogance on the other party, and the old dragon left the side to accompany him.

"Clan Elder, are you looking for me?" Long Zun first gave a salute to the clan elder Long Li, and as for the strange young man on the side, he just glanced at it and took it back.

The clan elder Long Li ignored Long Zun, but looked at the young man on the side and said, "When the person comes, he is Long Zun, and Xiaoyou has something to say to him." ”

(End of chapter)