C398 Adept Longhu
C398 Adept Longhu
As Yang Ping strolled by the lake and felt the true dragon's aura that was hibernating in the villa, she sighed in her heart. The might of a saint was indeed formidable.
Once one reached Saint Stage, their vitality would be completely different from an ordinary person's.
Ninth Level Stage, in other words, an ordinary person. To Saints, they were nothing more than ants.
There were fewer Blue Willow Manor today, so the Organizer staff members left early. The eighth round of Dragon God Competition had stirred the minds of many people. In the capital, and outside the province, many powerful characters had cast their gazes over.
Martial Arts Practice Hall.
The location of the competition was in the backyard of Blue Willow Manor. There were many locust trees and dense dark energy. Yang Ping stepped inside and felt the cold killing intent, the qi in her body instinctively wanted to solve the question to resist the cold sensation.
The Manor's airflow was controlled, the air flow, the temperature rose and fell, as if it was under a central air-conditioning system.
He could enter the Martial Arts Practice Hall.
What was supposed to come was about to come. The seven experts who had entered the eighth round, other than Yang Ping, were all present. LEE Ba was impressively among them, yet there was still one more person left in her Gold Area. This person had an ordinary aura, wore low-key clothes, and was no different from an ordinary person. However, for him to be able to enter the eighth round, he must be extremely powerful.
Jiang Weimin was still seated on the main platform, looking down from above, coldly staring at Yang Ping, and revealing a strange smile.
Yang Ping ignored him and walked to LEE Ba's side. She smiled: "What are your preparations?"
LEE Ba was meditating and recuperating her mind, and said snappily: "The eighth round, will kill. You're still in the mood to laugh. The rest are all experts, none of them are simple. "
Yang Ping asked curiously: "Introduce her to me." He had served in the military before and did not know much about the martial arts world. Before he came to Dragon City, he did not know about the Titan Gang and the Xuanming Dojo, nor did he know about those hidden old monsters.
Jiang Weimin, LEE Ba, Yang Ping. Three spots for the eighth round.
There was one Gold Area left, and three districts were prepared.
The seed of Gold Area was called Tu Lei, according to the information, it was from a small sect, but because of its high talent, it had broken through and entered the Gold Area. His strength was at the Seventh Level Stage realm, so he had defeated an eighth level Gold Area expert. No one knew, could not see through, and could not break his Ancient Martial Arts. He won in a weird way.
The prefectural competition was too fierce.
Jiang Weimin was luckier, because he got Tai Yuan, advancing would not be a problem.
LEE Ba's opponent was a bodyguard expert from the Sky Mountain, with the long arm Divine Fist, who had created a high grade Profound Rank Ancient Martial Arts. She was at the peak of perfection, and only managed to barely defeat him after using her full strength, but she was also injured and barely managed to recover after a night of rest.
There were three people in the ward, two men and one woman.
The lady was called Leng Yue and was in her early twenties. She was pretty and could not be considered beautiful, but her temperament was attractive, just like Leng Yue in the middle of the night. This girl was a Unrivaled Genius with a special attribute and her attack power was very strong.
Sitting on the left of Leng Yue was a man with a fan in his hand. His name was Chang Tong, and he was his teacher, Old Man Tai Shan.
The last one was a tall, muscular dragon, with a pair of bronze eyes that bulged out of their sockets. One could tell at a glance that he was a power-type expert. He was the disciple of Hierarch Titan, a talented individual.
After Yang Ping finished listening to LEE Ba's introduction, she was secretly surprised.
The physique and looks of the Barbarian Dragon were comparable to that of the God of Gateways. In ancient times, it would definitely be a peerless martial general who could hold his ground against ten thousand enemies. And that man called Chang Tong, he was covered in a sinister aura, so much so that he looked like the villain.
Sensing Yang Ping's gaze, the other four reacted differently.
Gold Area's Tu Lei shyly smiled, and sent a friendly signal. Yang Ping rejoiced secretly. He liked Tu Lei's personality, his personality was similar to a big bear in Yanhuang Team. She was honest, honest, and reliable.
The Barbaric Dragon's eyes were wide open, as if he wanted to eat Yang Ping up, but he quickly circled around his head and laughed. Yang Ping didn't know whether to laugh or cry, but she could see that the Barbarian Dragon Man wasn't bad.
Leng Yue did not look at him.
On the other hand, Chang Tong smiled sinisterly at Yang Ping, like a venomous snake that was ready to attack a person, and released a dangerous Qi.
The eighth round did not begin. Jiang Weimin left the stage and walked to Chang Tong's side, as the two of them were discussing something. Jiang Weimin pointed at Yang Ping, revealing an intense killing intent. Chang Tong smiled and looked in their direction, intentionally or not.
LEE Ba said angrily: "They are definitely discussing how to kill you. In a while, you must be careful facing Chang Tong. His most powerful Bone Corrosion Needle, once it hits his opponent, will cause all the bones in his body to rot and become rotten wood. "
Yang Ping smiled lightly: "Thank you for the reminder."
Jiang Weimin chatted with the seeded participants along the way, demonstrating his strong communication skills. He and Chang Tong were on the same boat with each other, it was unknown what kind of agreement they had made, but it caused Chang Tong's eyes to shine with a green light, and he revealed killing intent towards Yang Ping.
Barbarian Dragon was honest and honest. He chatted with Jiang Weimin for a while and then rubbed his head, embarrassed to sit down.
However, the Barbaric Dragon only shook its head, causing Jiang Weimin's face to darken. Luckily, it did not explode, but forced out a smile and walked over to Leng Yue's side.
"Scram!"
Leng Yue opened her eyes and shouted.
Jiang Weimin's expression changed as he narrowed his eyes and said: "Leng Yue, you must have thought about it. You should be clear about my Jiang Family's background..."
"Scram!"
Leng Yue said coldly.
Jiang Weimin's pupils twitched with killing intent, he said something that he did not appreciate, and then walked in front of Tu Lei, revealing a cordial smile. He had heard that Tu Lei was a disciple of a small sect. He had unintentionally obtained an absolute art and learned it on his own. He was very strong.
This kind of person was an expert whom the Jiang Family needed to recruit.
If Tu Lei grew up to become a Saint Stage in the future, then he would become a great help, and at the same time, the most important goal for Jiang Weimin to accomplish. He must take Tu Lei under his command and become a reliable helper to fight for the position of Patriarch.
Tu Lei wasn't good at socializing, so he could only shyly respond.
Jiang Weimin had spent the longest time on him, he knew that he shouldn't rush things, getting on good terms with him was the most important thing. Thus, he left a name card behind and prepared to return to the stage, but feeling that there were still matters to take care of, he smiled coldly and walked towards Yang Ping.
Seeing Leng Yue saying the words "scram" to Jiang Weimin, Yang Ping started to laugh happily. Who would have thought that Jiang Weimin, who had a deep background, would be despised as well. Leng Yue did not give Jiang Weimin any face at all.
Jiang Weimin was so angry that he wanted to kill someone, but there was nothing he could do. Leng Yue's strength and background were also not bad.
"Once on the stage, I will kill you." Jiang Weimin walked over and said coldly, "Just like Tai Yuan, I won't give you time to beg for forgiveness. I will break your bones one by one, making you feel worse than death."
Yang Ping raised her middle finger.
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Jiang Weimin raged and shouted: "How dare you be disrespectful to me!"
LEE Ba raised her middle finger.
Jiang Weimin's expression changed, and said coldly: "Very good, you two just wait. Do not meet me, because if you do, you will not die without a doubt. "
Yang Ping and LEE Ba looked at each other and laughed.
Jiang Weimin knew that he would not be able to escape from the two of them.
After Jiang Weimin left, LEE Ba said in a serious tone: "His strength has increased by quite a bit. Although she has sealed the realm and it's only at the ninth stage, she's still the highest among us. You have to be careful when you meet them. "
Yang Ping nodded.
BOOM!
As the two discussed, a terrifying pressure descended.
Following that, an old man with a head full of white hair and full of vigor walked in from the front door. His eyes were like lightning, without anger but with might.
When LEE Ba saw the expert that appeared, her expression greatly changed and she cried out involuntarily, "Crap, he's a saint of Jiang Family. Yang Ping, you have to be careful this time."
Jiang Weimin seemed to have already known that the referee was his family, Daoist Master Long Hu. Although he was not a saint, he had seen through the barrier and opened the treasures in his body, entering a new realm.
Giving a sinister smile to Yang Ping, Jiang Weimin's eyes revealed a cold light.
Daoist Master Long Hu walked over and locked his gaze on Yang Ping immediately as he shouted, "Yang Ping, kneel down!"