Amidst the sighs and persuasions from the audience, Long Yi slowly walked towards the ring.
Unlike other warriors who deliberately used fancy ways of entering the stage to show off their skills, his way of entering the stage was extremely simple. He walked up the stairs step by step, very seriously.
Wu Xiong stood on the high platform and looked down at the young man climbing up the stairs, his face full of contempt and disdain.
With his sharp eyesight after roaming the Central Plains for several years, he naturally saw that Long Yi had no martial arts skills at all, and at most his physical fitness was slightly better than that of ordinary people.
别说是废去自己爱徒的一身修为了，就连低端擂台上那些以命相搏的精装汉子都能将其胖揍一顿。
What's more, according to his apprentice, Master Long is a master of magic.
The art of magic requires years of accumulation. Even if one is very talented, it will take at least fifty years of hard work to reach the level of Heavenly Master.
"But if this guy wants to be a hero, he must be prepared to die. If I don't use some drastic measures, the entire Central Plains will probably look down on me."
Thinking of this, Wu Xiong looked at Long Yi as if he were a dead man, with murderous intent in his eyes.
Seeing that Long Yi was not afraid at all when facing Wu Xiong's murderous gaze, everyone felt both admiration and regret.
What I admire is that he is just a small boy, but he is not afraid of death and defends the dignity of the Central Plains.
It's a pity that he was young and hot-headed after all, and didn't understand the principle of keeping the green mountains there will bring peace. He went up rashly, and other than sacrificing his life in vain, it would not have changed the outcome at all.
At this moment, Wu Xiong's dignified face finally changed, and he said arrogantly: "Boy, do you know that from the first step you took on this stage, your death was doomed?
I just called Master Long, not just any scumbag can do it, but since you don't know how to live or die, I will grant your wish."
Looking directly at the Blood Demon Taoist who had shocked the entire crowd with his thunderous methods, killed the black-clothed ninja in two moves, and defeated Elder Li in five moves, Long Yi showed a calmness far beyond that of an ordinary person, and even had the mind to joke:
"Weren't you just looking for Master Long, the man who destroyed your beloved disciple's cultivation? I was right, but now I regret letting that guy live."
When these words were spoken, the whole audience was shocked!
"Is this guy planning to throw in the towel now? He dares to provoke Taoist Blood Demon like this. He really doesn't know how to spell the word death."
The audience in the audience was stunned, wondering if this guy had been scared out of his mind and dared to challenge the Blood Demon Taoist Priest in person.
The expressions of the Central Plains bosses in the VIP seats also changed drastically. Judging from the tone of this guy, could it be that this guy was the one who destroyed Master Yang's Dantian?
Wu Xiong also stood there in shock.
Long Yi said slowly, "Your disciple's martial arts skills are really not up to par. He relies on a few evil spirits raised in the soul-summoning flag to fight. Is this the only strength of your Xuanming Sect?
At that time, I was too lazy to take action, so I just sent down the divine thunder to chop him up until he was burnt on the outside and tender on the inside. According to my personality, I would not leave him alive.
But the guy hugged my legs and begged for mercy, so I got angry and spared his life."
Wu Xiong's face was so gloomy that water seemed to drip out of it. His whole body was trembling slightly with anger, his fists were clenched tightly, and he was on the verge of going berserk.
Long Yi turned a blind eye and continued:
“Haha, I originally thought he would reform, but I didn’t expect that after beating the younger one, the older one would come. Now I have to trouble me to take action again.
Well, although your strength is mediocre, your moves are quite novel. At least the move of corroding people with blood mist is something I have never thought of before."
He had just been thinking about how the blood mist appeared out of thin air, and was so immersed in it that he stood up a few minutes late.
This method surprised Long Yi at first sight, but after seeing through it, it was just that, it was just refining the evil energy in advance and storing it in the container in the sleeve.
At this time, Master Qi Si also recovered from his joy, stood up and waved his fists for Long Yi, saying excitedly:
"Master Long, you showed up at the most critical moment!
Please, teach this guy a lesson and let him know that our Central Plains is sacred and inviolable!"
As soon as these words were spoken, the whole place fell into silence.
Thousands of spectators finally realized what was happening and reluctantly accepted that the young man in his early twenties was indeed the "Master of Magic" Master Long.
It was this young man who sent down thunder from heaven to defeat Wu Xiong's disciples, shattering their Dantian, and causing the Blood Demon Taoist who had been famous in the Central Plains ten years ago to risk returning to the martial arts world.
Ling Hai no longer had the composure he had before. He leaned back in his chair, stunned, and slowly squeezed out a few words:
"Long Yi...is actually Master Long?"
He had clearly checked Long Yi's information before. He was just from the countryside of Jiangzhou, and his martial arts and medical skills were just barely decent.
How could such an ordinary young man, who looked like everyone else, suddenly transform into the renowned Master Long, who gained such a great reputation in both Jinghai and the capital?
Liu Tian and the others were so surprised that their eyes almost fell to the ground. Their minds went blank. Ah Zi, who was standing next to them, slapped her head and suddenly realized:
"No wonder, when I first came to Youzhou, Fourth Master Qi called Long Yi "Master Long". I thought it was a local honorific in the capital.
Now it seems that you are the real Dragon Master!"
Looking at the young man on the ring whose every move revealed his extraordinary aura, A Zi felt a pang of regret.
Even though the real boss was right next to her, she was fooled by a small character like Liu Tian.
"I didn't expect you to have the courage to admit it. You are a man at heart." Wu Xiong narrowed his eyes slightly, as if he was brewing something.
He suddenly raised his voice, and the sound containing his true energy shook some of the gravel on the ceiling.
"But you must know that if you mess with my Xuanming Sect, you will pay with your life!
You have destroyed my beloved disciple's cultivation and his Dantian. Today, I will use your head to celebrate the Xuanming Sect's return to the martial arts world!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly let down his hair, and his originally gray hair turned blood red in a second. He looked like a ghost walking out of hell, very scary.
The next second, his blood-red hair grew wildly in front of Long Yi. The long and thin hair seemed to be able to break steel. If it were wrapped around a person, half of the body would probably be torn apart.
Li Lao's eyes were filled with fear, and he cried out in shock, "The Heavenly Gentleman is hanging upside down! He's haunted by a ghost! This is the Xuanming Sect's secret manual!
Ten years ago, Wu Xiong used this move to defeat countless masters. If he were to use this move again, his opponent wouldn't even be left with a complete corpse."
Ling Hai clenched his fists nervously and muttered, "This is the Blood Demon Taoist's famous skill. This kid is in big trouble. He must hold on!"
Facing the hair that was approaching in an instant, Long Yi showed a trace of contempt at the corner of his mouth, and said leisurely: "Your hair ends are split, can I put some conditioner on you?"
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