Long Ze closed his eyes and rested his mind the whole time.
Hearing Zhang Hao's words, he opened his eyes, then raised his eyebrows and said, "Are you so confident that our Shenlong team can't win a single round?"
Zhang Hao's eyes narrowed slightly, and then he said with a smile on his face: "Does Coach Long Ze have any trump cards that he hasn't used yet?"
Long Ze smiled and shook his head, saying: "What trump cards do I have? Maybe I really can't win a round. Anyway, I accept my fate."
Yan Fang and Hong Bin looked at each other, neither believing what Long Ze said.
The Ryuzawa they knew was not someone who accepted his fate. Not to mention, a year ago, he faced two peak jounin beings. When he was seriously injured, he killed two jounin in a situation that was supposed to be fatal.
One injury.
Did he accept his fate at that time?
But what if Long Ze refuses to accept his fate? They have been plotting for three months, taking all factors into consideration.
This time, Longze will definitely lose.
At this time, the final battle behind the ring has ended.
The members of the Shenlong Group lost nine out of nine games.
They can no longer turn around. As long as Longze comes on the field and loses another game, according to the previous rules, the Shenlong Group will have no meaning in existence.
At this moment, everyone in the Shenlong Group didn't look good, and some even clenched their fists, expecting to take action directly after Long Ze gave the order.
Zhang Hao glanced at Long Ze and then walked onto the ring.
Long Ze didn't move at this moment. He was still sitting firmly on the chair, his expression unchanged despite everyone's gaze.
Zhang Hao laughed and said: "Coach Longze, now it's our turn to compete."
Long Ze's eyes were calm, and there were no waves in the depths of his eyes.
Yan Fang and Hong Bin looked at Long Ze and said, "Coach Long Ze, it's time for you to appear."
Long Ze said: "No one has come yet."
"What?"
Hong Bin was stunned when he heard this, and then asked: "Coach Longze, what do you mean by this?"
Long Ze smiled: "You will know then."
On the ring, Zhang Hao couldn't help but sneered when he saw that Long Ze didn't dare to come on stage.
He said arrogantly: "Coach Longze, are you afraid?"
After saying this, many members of the Shenlong Group became angry.
"What did you say?"
"If you have the guts, could you say it again?"
"Zhang Hao, don't think that our Shenlong Group is afraid of you!"
Several members of the Shenlong Group would have rushed forward if they hadn't been stopped by others.
The reason why they stayed in the Shenlong Group and were not poached by the other three groups was because they were loyal to the Shenlong Group. Now that they saw Longze being humiliated, they naturally couldn't just let it go.
Zhang Hao didn't pay attention to these people at all. In his opinion, these people were small people, and they were killed in a snap.
He has only one opponent, and that is Long Ze.
He had competed with Long Ze before and was no match for him, but this time he could pay back all the previous humiliation.
Thinking of this, Zhang Hao's face showed a ferocious smile. He had been the second child for ten thousand years, and this time he could finally stand up and defeat the superior Long Ze. Just thinking about it made his blood boil.
He kept shouting on the stage, but Long Ze remained unmoved.
At this time, Yan Fang and Hong Bin felt something was wrong.
Because just now Long Ze said, "No one has arrived yet!"
This sentence definitely has a profound meaning.
Who hasn't arrived? Who will be here?
When the two of them were confused, Zhang Hao finally stopped shouting.
He looked at Long Ze and said in a cold voice: "Since you won't come, then I will go over."
With that said, just as he was about to set off to attack Longze, an indifferent voice fell from the sky.
"Your opponent is me!"
Although this voice was not loud, it reached everyone's ears.
"who is it?"
Everyone was confused. The owner of this voice was definitely not a weakling.
"coming!"
Long Ze stood up from his seat excitedly, with ecstasy on his face.
Shui Wei finally breathed a sigh of relief. She was really afraid that Yang Tian would break the promise. In that case, the Shenlong Group would definitely cease to exist today.
Fortunately, he finally came.
Everyone looked around, but still saw no one.
"Where are the people?"
Everyone became confused. But at this moment, one person exclaimed: "Oh my god, look at the sky!"
With this reminder, everyone looked towards the sky.
I saw a person in the blue sky with a sword under his feet, dragging a stream of light flying towards here at an extremely fast speed.
Everyone was shocked and dumbfounded.
"Am I hallucinating?"
"How is it possible? How can a person fly?"
"Is this an immortal?"
Shui Wei was also stunned.
She had thought of countless ways for Yang Tian to appear, but she never dared to think of the young man flying over on his sword.
Long Ze's eyes dropped in shock. He thought Yang Tian's realm would be improved, but he didn't expect that he could control the air at this time.
As for the coaches of the other three groups, their faces were full of panic now.
"Is this...the helper invited by Long Ze?" Yan Fang had a look of disbelief on her face.
Hong Bin was also shocked.
"What realm is that person in the sky? Even though I am in the Xiantian realm, I cannot travel in the sky. Has he broken through that realm?"
Zhang Hao took a deep breath and stared at the man above the flying sword.
When it was a hundred meters away from the ground, the Luohen Spirit Sword rushed down at an extremely fast speed.
Then, he suddenly hit the ring.
"boom!"
A violent sound was like an earthquake.
Immediately afterwards, an invisible wave of air swept over.
Not only everyone, but also Zhang Hao, who was in the early stage of the Xiantian realm, was knocked back several steps by this momentum.
Every step leaves deep footprints on the ground.
Above the arena, smoke and dust billowed.
Everyone looked horrified because the arena, which was made of natural boulders, was completely shattered.
At the very center, everything turned into powder.
The smoke and dust dispersed, and everyone rubbed their eyes and watched this scene.
I saw a three-foot Qingfeng inserted on the stage.
The whole body of the sword was surrounded by simple patterns. After it fell to the ground, the sound of the sword continued.
"What kind of sword is this that can be so powerful?"
Everyone was shocked beyond measure.
Immediately afterwards, a figure fell from the sky, tapped the hilt of the sword lightly with his toes, stood with his hands behind his back, and actually stood directly on it.
The young man was wearing a pure white robe, with thick black hair that was flowing and untied. Standing on the hilt of a sword with one hand on his back, he looked like a god descending into the world.
There is a faint luster flowing on his skin, his eyes are flashing with a thousand kinds of glazed light, his sword eyebrows are slightly raised, exuding an unruly aura, his face is like a knife, and he has the aura of a fairy spirit all over his body, which makes people feel...
An urge to worship.
"I changed my clothes. Sorry, I'm late!"
Yang Tian, who was wearing an immortal robe, smiled lightly and explained.
"Who are you?"
Zhang Hao stared at Yang Tian, feeling the threat of death from him.
"Your opponent!"
Yang Tian said with calm eyes.
"You want to replace Long Ze in the battle? It's ridiculous. This is an internal matter of our fourth group. Who do you think you dare to interfere?"
Zhang Hao snorted angrily.
Yang Tian slowly took out the dragon-shaped jade talisman that Shui Wei gave him yesterday and said: "If you think about it, I am the instructor of the Shenlong Group, what can't I interfere with?"
"you······"
Zhang Hao gritted his teeth and said: "Long Ze passed the position of the chief coach of the Shenlong Group to him? How could he be willing to do so?"
Yang Tian smiled lightly and said: "You don't have to worry about this. Now you have two choices, admit defeat, or I will beat you until you admit defeat!"
"Damn, that's so arrogant!"
Everyone's eyes twitched.
Even those who are powerful in the Xiantian realm are not looked down upon. How far has the young man's realm reached?
Has it reached the level of Master Wudang Gu Yue or General Hua Guofeng in the capital?
If that's the case, who else can be his opponent here?
In the field, Yan Fang and Hong Bin looked at the young man on the Luohen Spirit Sword, and then looked at Long Ze.
"Is this your trump card?"
Long Ze smiled and nodded: "How is it? Isn't it a surprise? Your plan seems to be in ruins."
Hong Bin was a little unbelievable: "It will cost a lot to invite this person here, right? The position of the chief coach of the Shenlong Group has been given up, how can you give up? Without you, the Shenlong Group is no different from being destroyed?"
Yan Fang said: "Longze, you should understand that it is easier to ask a god than to send him away. If you lend him this jade talisman temporarily, if you want it again, it may not be that easy."
When Long Ze heard this, he just smiled and said nothing.
If Yang Tianzhen really accepted this jade talisman, he would probably beat gongs and drums to celebrate.
But he was not interested in this, and after knowing what the jade talisman represented, he returned it to him, which gave Long Ze a headache.
In his opinion, with Yang Tian's intimidation, the Shenlong Group will never be destroyed.
In the field, Zhang Hao looked at Yang Tiandao with a sullen face: "You want me to admit defeat? Show your strength!" (To be continued)
