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1384: C1384 I Lose with Two Hands

Author: Zheng Yan Word Count: 4349 Updated: 2025-04-06 16:37:28

C1384 I Lose with Two Hands

In the middle of the mountain square, the battle officially began.

"I, Zhang Baizhan, have been cultivating since I was young. I know the wonders of ancient martial arts and the profound truths of the Dawn Dragon Tiger.

Three years old ancient martial arts and ten years old ancient martial arts. Last month, I learned the true essence of Daoist Scripture of Dragons and Tigers and broke through to the Ancient Taoism Martial Arts Stage realm overnight.

"No one in the sect is a match for me."

Zhang Baizhan shook his head, feeling the loneliness of an expert.

"Humph! Our Senior Brother Baizhan is the future hope of the Dao Sect of the Dragon and Tiger. He is destined to become the Sect Chief. How can a nobody like him compare to him?"

"Before the battle begins, I advise Dao Friend Ye to admit defeat first. Otherwise, he will be defeated by Senior Brother Baizhan later!"

The group of people from the Dao Sect of the Dragon and Tiger sent a wave of sarcastic taunts towards Ye Hong.

None of the disciples of the Eight Trigrams Sect had ever seen Ye Hong's fighting skills. Now that they had heard him brag about Zhang Baizhan so much, they started to feel uneasy.

For a moment, the aura on the Eight Trigrams Sect's side was at a disadvantage.

"Dao Friend Ye, I'm slightly older than you. I'll give you a chance to attack first. Otherwise, you'll be accused of bullying the younger generation."

Zhang Baizhan actually put his right hand behind his back and only took out his left hand. He hooked his finger at Ye Hong provocatively.

Such a disdainful attitude made people angry.

"Junior Brother Ye, teach him a good lesson!"

"Break this fellow's teeth!"

All of a sudden, among the disciples of the Eight Trigrams Sect, whether they were familiar or unfamiliar with Ye Hong, they liked or disliked him. However, at this moment, all of them had a common enemy, and they angrily supported Ye Hong.

Sima Zhengming's expression changed slightly. It had been a long time since he had seen such unity among the disciples of the Eight Trigrams Sect.

In the blink of an eye, the disciples of the Eight Trigrams Sect were twisted into a rope by Ye Hong.

Ye Hong was truly a natural leader!

"If this kid can help the Eight Trigrams Sect get through this crisis, perhaps the future candidate for sect master might consider adding him..."

Sima Zhengming rubbed his chin and thought for a moment.

Sima Ann was a little dumbfounded when he saw this scene.

Why did things develop differently from what he had expected?

"Humph! "Let him be proud of himself first. After he is defeated by Zhang Baizhan, I will add insult to injury. Let's see if Ye Hong is still alive or not!"

Sima Ann gritted his teeth and observed the situation on the arena with a sinister look.

Ye Hong looked at Zhang Baizhan with a faint smile. "Is there such a good thing? "Then I won't be polite."

"Hmph! Just come at me. I'll lose if you use two hands! "

Zhang Baizhan was still as arrogant as ever. He didn't even look at Ye Hong.

He raised his head and heard the disciples of the Dao Sect of the Dragon and Tiger outside the ring.

"Senior brother, be careful!"

"Hmm? What's so small about it..."2

Zhang Baizhan opened his eyes with a bored expression, but his pupils suddenly shrank to the limit.

Just because a big palm had arrived in front of him, it was only a few centimeters away from his face!

When Zhang Baizhan met Ye Hong's indifferent gaze, he felt his heart almost stop.

How could he be so fast?

In a hurry, Zhang Baizhan had no choice but to put his arrogant words to the back of his mind. He hurriedly took out his right hand, which was behind his back.

He crossed his palms and blocked Ye Hong's slap in front of his face.

The moment they came into contact with each other, Zhang Baizhan suddenly realized that his hands seemed to have been hit by a big truck.

The intense pain forced Zhang Baizhan to take a few steps back.

His hands were trembling as he looked at Ye Hong in horror. "You, you're not a Ancient Qi Fighter?!"

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