On one side of the stands, Long Jingguo was sitting there, and beside him was Long Xingxu, but both of them were wrapped tightly to prevent others from recognizing them.
"Master, if you want to know whether this Chen Ping is the son of the eldest lady, you can test this guy's bloodline now. If the bloodline in his body senses your breath and reacts, it will prove that you two
Where individuals are connected by blood..."
Long Xingxu said softly.
Long Jingguo didn't say anything, but with a flick of his fingers, an inaudible breath went straight to Chen Ping.
Chen Ping, who was preparing to draw lots, suddenly felt a slight tremor and then looked towards where Long Jingguo was sitting.
Chen Ping didn't know Long Jingguo, nor had he met Long Jingguo, but when his eyes fell on the tightly wrapped Long Jingguo, Chen Ping's heart suddenly twitched.
Although he couldn't see the other person's appearance clearly, Chen Ping could feel who the person sitting here was.
Full of anger, Chen Ping's heart burned fiercely. Just when Chen Ping couldn't control his emotions, suddenly Andrew patted Chen Ping on the shoulder: "Little man, it's your turn..."
Andrew's sudden interruption caused Chen Ping's anger to dissipate in an instant. Chen Ping knew that it was not the time for him to fight with the Long family, and that he could not defeat the Long family at all.
If the Long family knows his exact identity too early, Chen Ping will be in even greater trouble in the future.
Chen Ping turned around and started drawing lots!
After a gleam flashed in Long Jingguo's eyes, he slowly stood up, turned around and left, without stopping or watching the next game.
When Long Xingxu saw this, he hurriedly followed!
At this moment, all parties in the arena have drawn lots, and then it is time to enter the formal competition.
I saw a short, dark man jump suddenly, and then his body landed directly and steadily on the ring. At the same time as the short man fell on the ring, there was another man with a turban on his head and a beard.
Walked onto the stage unhurriedly.
The two people hugged each other face to face and did not speak. However, the auras emanating from their bodies collided instantly.
The body of such a short man suddenly shot up and punched the man with the turban on his head.
This punch was fierce and unexpected, and the speed was extremely fast. There were bursts of harsh air explosions in the air. The power of this punch was evident!
"Mr. Chen, the puncher is Songpa, a master from Taiguo. This person has been practicing Muay Thai since he was a child. His strength and speed are extremely fast, and his attacks are also very ruthless..."
Zhao Wuji introduced it to Chen Ping.
Chen Ping didn't pay attention. Although the Songpa's punches were fierce, and the strength and speed had reached the level of perfection, for Chen Ping, these were not enough. Even if Chen Ping stood still, I'm afraid with the power of this Songpa
Even his ability cannot break Chen Ping's indestructible golden body.
While Zhao Wuji was introducing Chen Ping, Songpa had already launched more than a dozen punches in succession. Not only his fists, but Songpa's knees were also attacking the opponent like a violent storm.
In just a few dozen seconds, the man with his head wrapped in a scarf was punched directly in the abdomen, flew out of the ring, and hit the ground heavily, with blood spurting from his mouth.
Although the injury was serious, Songpa was obviously merciful and did not kill the other party!
After winning with one blow, Nasongpa looked at the audience excitedly: "The next one can fight..."
As soon as Songpa finished speaking, Ichiro Watanabe's body shook slightly, and then his whole body fell lightly onto the ring like a feather.
