Yulong pushed open the door of the backyard and walked in. The backyard was very large, covering dozens of square meters. There were various wooden stakes and sandbags for practice. There was a stone table in the center of the backyard, and he was doing some exercises at the moment.
A middle-aged man, Yulong saw the middle-aged man at first sight, so Yulong looked at the middle-aged man carefully.
This middle-aged man is very plainly dressed, with a commoner suit, short hair, a tall build, and a very ordinary appearance, just like an ordinary farmer uncle. But judging from the wise light shining from the middle-aged man's eyes, you can tell that this man is not simple.
, Yulong still has a way of recognizing people.
Yulong was surrounded by a large number of middle-aged people, and the middle-aged people were also looking at Yulong. Yulong changed into a set of gray robes. In Demacia, gray is something that few people wear because it represents darkness, but Yulong
Long just likes to feel different from others. He has black hair and a handsome face with a look of arrogance. This is Yulong's unique arrogance. Only in front of his friends, Yulong will not show such a look.
His demeanor and slightly thin body could not conceal his strong muscles.
Suddenly, the middle-aged man looked at Yu Long with sharp eyes, and the pressure was suddenly released. Yu Long was startled by this sudden move, but he quickly stabilized his attitude and resisted the pressure with all his strength.
"It's too strong." Yu Long thought to himself. This pressure was like a mountain pressing on Yu Long's back, making Yu Long breathless. However, Yu Long did not retreat and looked at the middle-aged man without changing his expression.
The fighting energy in his body was released to resist this pressure, and sweat quickly flowed from Yulong's head.
"Yes. Young man, who are you?" The middle-aged man saw that Yulong could still look at him without changing his face under his strong pressure. He couldn't help but be more curious about Yulong, but as a member of a clan
Zhichang must not let down his guard until he knows the identity of the other party. In fact, in two days, he sent people to check the identities of Yulong and his party. The Kuezhan family's reputation on the mainland is still very high.
, everyone’s information was checked out within two days. Only Siyue and Yulong’s information was not found. Siyue already knew that he was from the Yoel family, but Yulong was the most mysterious. To be on the safe side,
, I can only use my strength to force him to say it.
"I am who I am." Yulong said with his teeth. This pressure is really too strong. Yulong's fighting spirit is being consumed rapidly. If he had not been promoted to the intermediate level of combat master, I am afraid that Yulong would have been under this pressure long ago.
Overwhelmed.
"Okay, have some backbone." After the middle-aged man said this, he added a little more pressure. Yulong was almost knocked down by the sudden increase in pressure, so he quickly increased his fighting energy output and barely managed to survive.
"Is this how seniors entertain juniors?" Yulong's eyes showed a bit of disdain. This is how the dignified patriarch entertained his son's savior.
"What! Okay, how about I make a bet with you?" The middle-aged man said angrily after hearing this. Then he woke up and took back his pressure. He was too much towards his son's savior, but for the sake of the family, he must
You have to be careful. The sudden power of the Lurte family has doubled the pressure on the patriarch. Many clan members who have gone out have been killed recently. These must have an inevitable connection with the Lurte family.
"Senior, what do you want to bet on?" As soon as the pressure disappeared, Yulong felt that the mountain pressing on his back disappeared. A feeling of comfort came over him. Yulong also withdrew his fighting spirit and looked at the middle-aged man and said.
"I have compressed my strength to the high level of the battle. As long as you can take three of my moves without fainting, you will win. If you lose, you have to tell me your life experience." The middle-aged man was still doing it, looking at Yu.
Long said.
"So senior, what if I win?" Yulong asked.
"Well, if you win, you can choose one of the things in the family." The middle-aged man hesitated for a moment, because he had never considered that he would lose, and then he casually found a reason to say it.
"Okay, it's settled." Yulong looked at the middle-aged man and said firmly.
"It's a deal." The middle-aged man was happy when he saw Yulong agreed. He was a Saint-level warrior, and even if it was compressed to the Battle Madness level, Yulong would not be able to withstand it. He was sure that he could kill Yulong with one blow.
The dragon was struck down.
"Senior, please explain the time and place."
"Now, right here."
"Okay, please." Yulong still looked arrogant and made a gesture of invitation to the middle-aged man. What the middle-aged man admired most was Yulong's arrogance. Although he was a little ignorant, his momentum was praiseworthy.
.Being able to face yourself without changing your expression is not something ordinary people can do.
Seeing the confidence on Yulong's face, the middle-aged man couldn't help but wonder, is this young man so confident in himself? Blind confidence is an idiot's approach. He wanted to see what made Yulong so confident.
"Okay, then I'm welcome." The middle-aged man stood up from the stone bench, the fighting spirit on his body turned on, and compressed the strength around Zhan Kuangzhong. Seeing that Yulong was ready, he clenched his right hand into a fist, and in an instant
He arrived in front of Yu Long and smashed his fist directly into Yu Long's chest.
Yulong was shocked by this sudden change, but he didn't dare to be careless at all. He used the strongest defensive skill Honor Guard as soon as he came up, which can reduce the damage by 40%.
When this punch hit his chest, Yulong felt a violent force coming from his chest. However, this punch did not knock Yulong away. Instead, he took five steps back and stopped, feeling a pain in his chest.
, too strong, Yu Long secretly thought in his heart, this is definitely not the power that an ordinary war mad level should have, but Yu Long did not doubt it, because the middle-aged man only compressed the fighting spirit at the war mad level, and it did not count as his own strength.
, this power really frightened Yu Long. In the blow just now, Yu Long could feel that the middle-aged man did not use any force, and he did not even know whether he used 50% of his strength.
"Sure enough, there are two blows, just watch the punch." Indeed, the middle-aged man's blow was just a tentative attack, using exactly 50% of his strength, but don't underestimate this 50% of his strength. If it were not protected by Yulong's honor,
Weakened by 40%, this punch was enough to hurt Yulong, and it wasn't even a minor injury.
After the middle-aged man finished speaking, the second punch was already in front of Yulong. Yulong felt that this attack was not tentative. A violent aura hit him. Yulong was absolutely unsure of taking this blow.
, but Yulong couldn't retreat. Anna's defense, plus the two life-saving skills of Honor Guard, were weakened by 80%. He held his fists in front of his chest to block it. This was the highest defense that Yulong could superimpose. As for the internal penetration,
The residual dragon soft armor becomes ineffective after the two defensive skills are added. This is something Yulong can't figure out, otherwise Yulong would be able to withstand 100% of attacks.
The second attack hit Yulong's hands. After being weakened by 80%, it was still not to be underestimated. Yulong took another five or six steps back, and his hands hung down softly. He had lost consciousness. During the impact,
In an instant, a trace of blood flowed out from the corner. Yulong felt as if he had been hit by a hammer, and the huge force directly penetrated Yulong's body.
When the middle-aged man saw Yu Long still standing there, he couldn't help but look at Yu Long carefully, but he couldn't see anything. When his fist hit Yu Long, it always felt like hitting cotton, and his strength was weakened a lot.
. This punch has used 80% of the power. He was afraid of killing Yu Long with one punch, so the middle-aged man did not dare to use all the power. However, seeing that Yu Long did not seem to be seriously injured, the middle-aged man really had to use his full power this time.
Zhan Kuang-level fighting spirit surged toward his right hand quickly, and he stamped his feet heavily on the ground, creating two deep pits before flying towards Yulong.
