Long Yi looked at an old man behind Ye Yilong. The old man's temples were bulging, and it was obvious that he had practiced internal martial arts to the extreme.

Just then, another group of people walked in from the door.

"Is it Xu Jiahao from the Xu family?"

"I can't believe Xu Jiahao actually found two Xuan-level warriors! How impressive!"

"Of course. The Xu family behind Xu Jiahao has assets worth tens of billions."

"I heard that the Xu family is also interested in competing for land near the capital..."

"Humph! What can he use to fight for it? With the Ye family and the Jiang family around, the Xu family will never get that piece of land in their lifetime."

Hearing everyone's discussions, Xu Jiahao showed a sarcastic expression on his face and sat quietly in his seat.

The Taoist priest Yinshan, who was following behind Xu Jiahao, looked at everyone present with a pair of sinister eyes.

Wait until the Xu family arrives.

Jiang Tiancheng slowly appeared. He sat in his own seat and greeted Xu Jiahao and Ye Yilong with a smile in his eyes.

"You two, are all the warriors you brought here today?"

Xu Jiahao chuckled, "Uncle Jiang, how come your Jiang family is missing a master? I heard... your Jiang family seemed to have been attacked a while ago..."

Jiang Tiancheng narrowed his eyes slightly.

Ye Yilong, who was standing by, slapped his chair and said, "This has nothing to do with my Ye family! This is clearly a frame-up!"

Xu Jiahao smiled and said, "I didn't say it had anything to do with your Ye family, did I?"

Jiang Tiancheng said calmly: "It's just a false alarm, it won't have much impact."

As soon as he said this, Xu Jiahao narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Jiang Tiancheng and Ye Yilong.

"Ye Yilong, I didn't expect you to explain it in person. You're making things worse. Are you afraid of the Jiang family?" Xu Jiahao fanned the flames.

Ye Yilong smiled coldly, "That piece of land belongs to our Ye family. Whoever dares to touch it will be in trouble."

"Alright, no more nonsense. Today, you two families can send as many people as you want. I will take them all. Our Ye family only needs to send one master!"

Xu Jiahao and Jiang Tiancheng both had strange expressions on their faces.

"This time, our Ye family has invited Master Zhao Jianghan, the champion of the last competition!"

Long Yi couldn't help but look at Jiang Dao: "Is Zhao Jianghan very powerful?"

Jiang Tiancheng nodded solemnly and said, "That's right... The last time the Ye family fought, they found Zhao Jianghan. He's incredibly strong, nicknamed the Frost River Tiger. Master Zhao himself is a peak Xuan-level warrior, and he's fought over thirty bouts without losing..."

"I originally thought that Master Zhao would no longer help the Ye family... Now things are difficult. Master Sun and Master Mo have also fought Zhao Jianghan before, and they are no match for him at all."

Jiang Tiancheng's face turned a little ugly and he sighed repeatedly.

On the other side, Xu Jiahao's face gradually became gloomy.

At this time, an old man slowly stood up beside Ye Yilong. The old man looked to be in his seventies, with a square face and bulging temples. He was wearing a black Taoist robe, revealing the strong muscles on his chest.

The old man walked onto the stage with the gait of a dragon and a tiger, his eyes sweeping in the direction of Jiang Tiancheng and Xu Jiahao.

This person is Zhao Jianghan, a top-notch master in Hanjiang Province.

He has opened more than a dozen martial arts schools in Hanjiang Province. Whether in terms of personal strength or influence, he is unmatched by other masters.

"Let me go first." Grandmaster Mo stood up.

He is usually taciturn, but very reliable at critical moments.

As Master Mo spoke, he jumped onto the stage.

"Master Mo, it took me ten minutes to defeat you last time, but today I can defeat you in three minutes." Zhao Jianghan said lightly.

Grandmaster Mo took a deep breath and said, "Please teach me."

Then, he clasped his fists and bowed, and his body bounced up like a spring and punched Zhao Jianghan in the cheek.

Grandmaster Mo's punch was unexpected, and he used the "Xunqiao" technique from Wing Chun. The punch was both a test and an attack.

Zhao Jianghan shook his head slightly, took a step back and dodged the punch.

“Too slow.”

Zhao Jianghan stepped forward, thrust out his right arm, and delivered a Bajiquan elbow strike towards Master Mo.

Master Mo retreated quickly, but was still hit in the chest by the elbow, and he couldn't help but feel suffocated.

Both of their punches and kicks were mixed with internal strength, and they could easily break bricks with just a punch or a kick.

Master Mo retreated three or four steps in succession. Zhao Jianghan pounced on Master Mo like lightning, and his elbows and knees bombarded Master Mo like a violent storm.

Grandmaster Mo was just one move away from being beaten. He felt that Zhao Jianghan's punches and kicks were incredibly heavy. Each punch and kick carried a force of thousands of pounds, far exceeding that of a yellow-level warrior. His arms were numb from the shock.

After not seeing him for a year, Zhao Jianghan's cultivation had actually improved again.

Grandmaster Mo's heart sank, but he had already lost the initiative. In addition, he was no match for Zhao Jianghan. Now he could only hold on hard, hoping to consume more of Zhao Jianghan's internal energy and lay a foundation for Grandmaster Sun.

The audience was completely silent.

Seeing Master Mo being crushed by Zhao Jianghan, many people looked at Zhao Jianghan with awe.

Ye Yilong smiled complacently and said, "It seems that this year, the Jiang family will no longer be able to compete with our Ye family for that piece of land."

"Master Mo was only draining Zhao Jianghan's strength at this time, but he had no idea that Master Zhao Jianghan had already reached the peak of the Xuan level. His internal energy was endless. Even if he fought for another half an hour, Master Zhao Jianghan would not care."

Ye Yilong spoke loudly, and he was speaking specifically for Master Mo to hear.

Jiang Tiancheng frowned slightly, "The peak of the Xuan level... At this level, one can be called a Grandmaster. As long as the internal force is endless, a Grandmaster of the Xuan level can be said to be invulnerable to swords and spears."

Long Yi frowned secretly. If the fight continued at this rate, Master Mo would probably lose.

Sure enough, the winner was decided quickly.

Zhao Jianghan was a bit faster than Master Mo. He took advantage of a gap in Master Mo's defense and slapped him in the abdomen.

Master Mo retreated violently, fell directly off the stage and knocked over the tables and chairs.

Fortunately, Long Yi took a step ahead and supported him.

Only then did people see clearly that Master Mo's sternum was sunken downwards, with a mark of a palm print.

Everyone present couldn't help but feel a chill down their spine.

This is a fight between masters, and people may die at any time.

This was because Zhao Jianghan on the ring did not kill him, otherwise Master Mo might have been beaten to death by him.

"I lost..." Grandmaster Mo said with some guilt.

Jiang Tiancheng patted Master Mo's shoulder: "I'm glad you're okay..."

Phew!

At this moment, Master Mo spat out another mouthful of black blood, and the blood flowed from the corners of his mouth to his chest.

"Master Mo!? How are you?!"

At this moment, Jiang Tiancheng suddenly became a little anxious.