Shan Ge was stunned for a moment, and then a terrible thought suddenly emerged in his mind:

"To be treated as a guest of honor by Yicheng's Liu the Broken Hand, and to have the surname Long, originate from the capital, and be so young... could he be the new lord of the Central Plains, the ever-popular Master Long?"

Thinking of this, Shan Ge's legs trembled involuntarily and he almost fell to his knees.

The one he just faced was Master Long, who defeated Taoist Blood Demon with three moves and killed Jinghai Linhu with one blow at the Zhulu Conference. As a small town thug like Shan Ge, he had no qualifications to see Master Long in person before.

He thought of the rumors in the martial arts world that Master Long and Boss Chu were not on good terms, so he quickly took his brothers back to the car, ready to tell Boss Chu the news as soon as he got back.

On the moving bus, the passengers who had been mocking Long Yi suddenly fell silent, too frightened to even breathe.

After all, Brother Shan and his group came with great force, and they looked like tough guys who were not easy to mess with. However, this young man scared the other party's boss with just one phone call. It is impossible to say that this young man has no background.

After Lin Yahan returned to her seat, she patted her proud chest with lingering fear. Although she reassessed Long Yi in her heart, she said without mercy:

"Tsk! What's so great about knowing a local tyrant? A small-time character like Broken Hand Liu doesn't even have the qualifications to enter my Lin family."

Long Yi felt amused. After spending a few hours with her, he had realized that this girl was a typical person who was harsh with words, but she was not a bad person at heart. She just didn't want to lose face.

During the long journey of the next day and night, nothing unexpected happened.

The three young people chatted along the way to relieve boredom and soon became familiar with each other. Through the conversation, Long Yi also roughly deduced the identities of the two women.

Although it is true that he is a college student, he is definitely not going to Yandu to participate in academic competitions. It is probably related to some cultivation families in Yandu.

Lin Yahan's true identity should be a branch of a large family. Although her status in the family is not prominent, she can still talk to some important figures with the help of her family background.

When the bus arrived at Yandu Bus Station and the three of them parted ways, Long Yi did not reveal the identities of the two women. After all, since the other party chose to conceal it, they must have had some considerations.

Wen Xiaolan seemed reluctant to leave this new friend. Although Lin Yahan was also a little reluctant, her face remained calm and she said seriously:

"Since we had such a pleasant conversation along the way, I'm kindly reminding you.

After arriving in Yandu, don't be fearless just because of the big guy behind you. Even if you have connections with Liu, the Broken Hand in Yicheng, it will be of no use in Yandu.

Especially in the past two weeks, you must keep a low profile in Yandu and avoid showing off."

Long Yi patiently listened to the girl chattering like an old woman, and just nodded to show that he understood.

Finally, after hesitating for a moment, Lin Yahan gritted her teeth and said, "Well...if you encounter any trouble in Yandu that you can't solve, just say you know someone from the Lin family in Yandu and call me."

A warm feeling flowed through Long Yi's heart. They had only known each other for a short time, but Lin Yahan could do so much, which was already considered to be righteousness.

Although he didn't need Lin Yahan's help, he still said calmly: "Okay, if I can't beat them by then, I will throw the dirty water on your Lin family."

After he finished speaking, he moved his feet and disappeared from the sight of the two women in the blink of an eye.

Just when Lin Yahan was about to curse, "A dog bites Lu Dongbin, who doesn't know the kindness of a good person," an ethereal voice seemed to come down from the sky and appeared out of thin air in the minds of the two women.

"I, Long, have been through a lot in my life, so how could I possibly encounter a problem I can't solve? But for the sake of our friendship, if you encounter anything difficult, you can give me a call."

After Lin Yahan came to her senses, she clenched her fists in anger, stamped her feet, and angrily said, "What a big shot you are! I'm kindly reminding you, but you don't appreciate it. You're such a boaster!"

Long Yi walked leisurely with the big ghost on the crowded street.

What a beautiful city, especially the white thighs that can be seen everywhere on the streets. If Huang Xuan saw them, he would probably drool all over his clothes.

Strictly speaking, this was Long Yi's first time in Yandu. After all, the last time he came to Yandu with Xu Li, they went straight to the wild place like Longjuling and did not appreciate the charm of Yandu at all.

He looked at the fashionably dressed passers-by on the street and released the coverage of his spiritual sense to the maximum. He actually felt that there were at least two or three warriors within a hundred meters.

"It truly deserves to be the cultivation capital of Dragon Country. If it were in the four provinces of the Central Plains, the probability of randomly encountering a warrior on the street would be lower than winning the lottery. I never expected that in Yandu, there would be two or three warriors within a hundred meters."

When Long Yi left the Red Dragon Base, he did not ask Lei Xingbang about the location of the Qiankun Martial Arts Competition.

Because he was confident that he could find out the truth with just a little effort.

The next second, Long Yi locked his mind on a warrior who was running fast, and then followed behind him leisurely.

Passersby in Yandu were used to seeing warriors, so the warrior's high-speed movement on the street did not cause panic, and Long Yi's methods were even more mysterious.

The warrior ran three blocks in one breath, with a speed of 70 to 80 kilometers per hour. Long Yi seemed to be running slowly, but he could appear dozens of meters away in one step.

If it weren't for the warrior leading the way, Long Yi would have easily left him several blocks away.

Soon, at an intersection, the warrior seemed to have noticed something and stopped to wait for Long Yi to catch up.

Long Yi did not hide, but walked with the big ghost to within five meters of the warrior.

"Who are you? Why have you been following me all this time? Your tracking skills are quite clever. If it weren't for that conspicuous large man following behind me, I would probably have been kept in the dark."

The warrior who spoke was tall and thin, and looked to be in his early forties. He was dressed like an ancient monk, wearing a black robe and a pair of black cloth shoes.

Long Yi smiled slightly and turned over his pockets to indicate that he was not carrying any weapons and had no ill intentions.

"Fellow Daoist, I've been following you all this time with no ill intentions. I'm just new to Yandu, and I wanted to ask where the Qiankun Martial Arts Competition is being held."

The warrior was visibly stunned, and asked doubtfully, "You followed me for three blocks, just for this?"

Seeing Long Yi's harmless appearance, he lowered his guard and changed the subject: "I can take you to the martial arts competition, but don't you have any expression of gratitude?"

After the warrior finished speaking, he narrowed his eyes and made a gesture of counting money with his right hand.