Long Yuncong became famous in one battle, and he looked high-spirited, and vaguely, he could feel that he was about to break through.
Once you break through, you can move from external energy to internal energy. At that time, you will truly have entered the threshold of martial arts.
"Yun Cong, you did a great job!" Jiang Yingying suddenly said while standing in the crowd.
With such a big event happening in Jiangning's martial arts world, it was naturally impossible for her to be absent. Given the relationship between the Long family and the Jiang family, Jiang Yingying should go to celebrate Mr. Long's birthday.
However, because people from the Jiangbei Daomen came to Jiangning, she was delayed in the morning and came late. When she arrived at the Long Family Manor, she heard that such things had happened, so she rushed over without stopping.
Hearing the praise from his beloved, Long Yuncong almost floated up, nodded heavily and said: "Yingying, thank you for the compliment!"
Jiang Yingying smiled, subconsciously turned her head and glanced at Tang Feng in front of her, and then said: "Remember from now on, follow Grandmaster Tang closely, you will benefit a lot."
In fact, ever since she learned that Tang Feng was the Grandmaster of Huajin, Jiang Yingying launched an investigation. What shocked her was that in addition to being a Grandmaster, Jiang Yingying actually had a strong military background.
At that time, Jiang Yingying decided that she must make good friends with this young master Huajin, which also completely changed her view of Long Yuncong.
Long Yuncong didn't think as much as Jiang Yingying. He nodded and said: "I will do it. Don't worry Yingying, I will definitely become stronger and have enough qualifications and abilities to come in front of you."
Jiang Yingying nodded, seemingly acquiescing.
Seeing this, Zhou Tong couldn't help but smile and said: "This little princess of the Jiang family is not simple. It seems that even she can see that Master Tang is unusual."
Long Tianxing said: "Jiang Yingying has good talent in martial arts. According to the investigation, she was accepted as a disciple by a master from the Jiangbei Taoist sect when she was eight years old. If Yun Cong can take her down, it will be of great benefit to the rise of the Long family."
While several people were communicating privately, Dairo Ito was disgraced and was about to leave the stage.
Unexpectedly, he suddenly kicked up the katana on the ground with his right foot, took it and stabbed it directly into his lower abdomen.
Blood suddenly gurgled out like a river, and Ito Dairo's expression was distorted and veins popped out. It was obvious that he was in extreme pain.
"Master, my disciple has lost, and I have lost your face. But master, don't worry, my disciple will never lose our spirit of Fuso Bushido!"
After Ito Dalami finished speaking, he grabbed the katana with both hands and slashed it in again. His whole body fell to the ground immediately. When he fell, his blood and intestines almost flowed all over the floor. The scene was very disgusting and terrifying.
When people around saw this, they couldn't help but feel their scalps numb, and even the timid ones turned pale with fright, and some even vomited on the spot.
However, during the whole process, Iga Kodai remained as motionless as an old monk in trance. He sat there and did not even look at Ito Ohnami when he expired.
"Kawabata Yasufumi, now it's your turn. I hope you won't let me down, and don't lose our spirit of Fuso Bushido!" Iga Kodai snorted coldly.
"Master, my disciple will never disgrace you, nor will he insult our Bushido spirit of Fuso!" Kawabata Yasufumi finished speaking and stepped forward with his head held high.
In his opinion, the death of his junior brother Ito Dalami was completely insignificant.
"Youhang, it's your turn to play. Be careful. These so-called island warriors are simply life-threatening fanatics!" Long Qiankun said.
Under the gaze of everyone, Su Youhang straightened his back, held his head high and said: "Don't worry, Uncle Long, I am confident of winning. I can definitely defeat my opponent, and I will never embarrass our Chinese martial arts!"
Long Qiankun nodded and said: "You have been stronger than Yun Cong since you were a child. I have confidence in you."
Long Yiyi thought for a while and then said: "Be careful, Brother Su."
Su Youhang smiled, patted his chest and said, "I wonder if you still remember Yiyi, I told you when I was young that I wanted to become a strong man and stand in front of you like a king."
Long Yiyi suddenly stopped talking because she didn't know how to answer the other party's rather ambiguous words.
Kawabata Yasufumi in the front roared: "What are you doing, mother-in-law and mother-in-law? It's a competition, so hurry up, or else kneel down and kowtow and admit defeat!"
Su Youhang was also angry, gritted his teeth and said: "You are an island country devil, you are not qualified to ask me to admit defeat. You are so arrogant and provocative against China without knowing the truth. Next, I will teach you how to behave!"
As he spoke, he stepped down suddenly and immediately rushed forward. In an instant, the two of them were fighting together.
Zhou Tongtong in the distance said: "Master, in your opinion, is Young Master Su confident of winning?"
Long Tianxing frowned and said: "I can't say, but in the past two years in the Falcon Team, Youhang has gained experience, and his own strength is extraordinary, so he should be confident."
"That's not necessarily the case!" Tang Feng sneered and immediately fell silent.
At this moment, the knife in Kawabata Yasufumi's hand suddenly changed direction, came out from his armpit, and slashed directly towards Su Youhang's ribs.
"Youhang, be careful..."
"Young Master Su, be careful..." everyone around him exclaimed.
Su Youhang was also taken aback, but his reaction was not slow after all. He quickly jumped back to dodge the opponent's tricky knife.
However, he was still a little slow, and with a sudden sneer, the samurai sword slashed across Su Youhang's waist, and blood immediately poured out.
Fortunately, it was just a muscle tear and no injuries to the bones.
"It's a pity that this sword is a bit slow, but the next one will not be so lucky!" Kawabata Yasufumi shouted coldly and raised the sword again to kill.
The razor-sharp edge of his blade, combined with his life-threatening fighting style, immediately caused Su Youhang to panic and could only passively parry.
Seeing this, Zhou Tong sighed: "It seems that Young Master Su is going to lose. I remember that he was already at the ninth level of external strength two years ago. I didn't expect that two years later, there is still no progress."
Long Tianxing hummed softly: "His martial arts talent is ordinary. If not, relying on the powerful resources of the Su family, he can be as skilled as he is today. With his little ability, he still wants to marry me, the little princess of the Long family. It's really
ridiculous!"
Just as Mr. Long finished speaking, Kawabata Yasufumi shouted loudly and kicked the messy Su Youhang away.
Su Youhang fell to the ground, gritted his teeth, and tried to struggle to jump up.
However, before he could move, a soldier's dangling knife was clamped around his neck.
"Move it again and you will die. If you don't believe me, you can try it!" Kawabata Yasufumi's voice was very cold, as cold as the knife in his hand, and his whole body was as cold as a cold.
Su Youhang was so frightened that he froze on the spot. He dared not move. He could feel that with just one stroke of the knife on his neck, his head would fall to the ground immediately.
"Admit defeat or die!" Kawabata Yasufumi gritted his teeth and shouted.
Su Youhang was still in a trance. He felt like his head was pounding. He simply couldn't believe the result in front of him.
"I actually, I actually lost. I, the great Falcon Soldier, the eldest son of the Su family, actually lost?"
