Long Changsheng waved his hand, signaling him not to continue. At the same time, he took a stance and said in a deep voice:
"At the Wulin Conference, anyone who is capable can take the stage, and the winner will become the leader of the Wulin. This is the rule in the martial arts world."
When Long Yongcheng was still in a state of confusion, Long Changsheng had already made a move. He had no choice but to ask and respond at the same time.
"Second Uncle, don't you fully support me? Why did you go on stage in person?"
"Second uncle, why are you doing this?"
"Second Uncle..."
Long Yongcheng kept questioning while retreating, and Long Changsheng was also pressing on step by step. Until Long Yongcheng realized that Long Changsheng was not joking with him, his eyes tightened, and he began to retreat in order to advance, fighting with Long Changsheng.
The scene on the ring made Long Changyun look puzzled. He clapped his hands together and kept muttering,
"This is...how...what happened?"
Wu Hong stood aside, watching with great interest the two people fighting fiercely on the ring, with a smug smile on his face.
When the snipe and the clam fight, the fisherman benefits. When these two are exhausted from fighting, he can let the people he has prepared in advance go up and take the locust tree in one fell swoop. Wouldn't that be a great thing?
Leng Yu's brows were furrowed, and Luo Lan whispered in his ear:
"Husband, why do I feel like something is not right?"
"Well, it seems that Long Changsheng is unwilling to be left behind, nor is he willing to let Long Yongsheng take the position of leader of the martial arts world."
"Then isn't this civil unrest? Look at Long Changyun's anxious look. I bet he didn't expect Long Changsheng to change his mind."
Leng Yu's eyes darkened, and a clear gaze flashed in his eyes as deep as a cold pond.
"Let's wait and see!"
The two people on the stage fought evenly, and it was not until three rounds that Long Yongcheng gasped for breath and asked in confusion,
"Second Uncle, why did you do this? Didn't we agree before..."
"Don't say any more, Cheng'er. You are still young and there is no need to rush to become the leader of the martial arts world. Why don't you give it to me? In the next ten years, your second uncle will help you take this position."
Hearing Long Changsheng's words, Long Yongcheng looked at him in disbelief, "Second Uncle, that's not what you said before. You said you treat me as your own son, will you..."
"Stop talking."
Long Changsheng suddenly waved his hands and roared,
"It's better for me to do it myself than for my own son to do it, not to mention that you are my nephew. In the martial arts conference, the strongest one has always been the king. Today, let's decide the winner based on martial arts skills, not emotions."
Hearing this, Long Changyun, who was standing in the audience, suddenly pointed at him and shouted:
"Long Changsheng, if you had told me earlier that you wanted to take this seat, I wouldn't have let Cheng'er participate in the competition. Now you two, uncle and nephew, are fighting to the death on this stage. Aren't you afraid of being laughed at by others?"
Long Changsheng's expression was a little panicked, then he calmed down, waved his fist and said loudly:
"What a joke? Since ancient times, the victor is king and the loser is a bandit. When I become the leader of the martial arts world, who will laugh at me? Big brother, it's not that I'm ruthless. Over the years, I've been handling all the big and small matters of Longwu Villa, and you've never thought about me. Before the martial arts conference, you never even mentioned letting me take this position. You only thought about your son. You make me, your brother, feel very disappointed."
Listening to Long Changsheng's almost roaring words, Long Changyun gnashed his teeth in anger, while Long Yongcheng once again took up his stance and said in a cold voice:
"Since Second Uncle tripped Cheng'er up at the last moment, don't blame Cheng'er for being merciless."
Before he finished speaking, he flew up. Seeing this, Long Changsheng gritted his teeth and fought with him.
After a while, Long Yongcheng was obviously defeated. He kept retreating, and Long Changsheng pressed him step by step.
Leng Yu held Luo Lan's hand tightly and said softly:
"It seems that Long Yongcheng is deliberately avoiding me."
Hearing him say this, Luo Lan asked in confusion:
"Why did he do that?"
Leng Yu narrowed his eyes and said coldly:
"Long Changsheng disregarded their uncle-nephew relationship, but Long Yongcheng had to. If these two continued to fight, they would eventually become a laughing stock in the underworld. Therefore, I think Long Yongcheng is a smart man."
Luo Lan looked at Long Yongcheng who had been forced to the edge of the ring and nodded slightly.
"It seems that Long Yongcheng is a man who can accomplish great things. He knows how to give in at the right time."
As soon as she finished speaking, Long Yongcheng on the ring had already clasped his fists in surrender.
"Uncle, Cheng'er is ashamed of himself and accepts defeat wholeheartedly."
After saying this, he dodged and left the stage.
Long Changsheng was somewhat surprised and stood there in a daze. It turned out that he had already noticed that Long Yongcheng was being humble to him.
At this moment, Long Changsheng came to the center of the arena again, waving his fist and said to the people below:
"Is there anyone else willing to take up the challenge?"
"I'll do it..."
A clear and powerful voice sounded, and everyone looked in the direction of the sound, only to see a man in white clothes flying onto the stage.
Seeing the newcomer, Long Changsheng was startled at first, then raised his eyebrows and asked,
"You look unfamiliar. When did you arrive in Quancheng? You didn't register your name in advance, so you don't have the right to participate in the competition."
The other party curled his lips in contempt, then raised a post in his hand and chuckled:
"Who said I don't have a business card?"
Seeing this, Long Changsheng was a little confused, because he clearly remembered that everyone who had received the contest invitation card had entered Lingyun Villa, and the only invitation card that was left outside was the one that Wu Hongchu asked him for when he came.
He looked at Wu Hong, but Wu Hong's face showed no surprise or joy, and he didn't even look at him.
Since the other party had a contest entry card, it was natural for them to start a competition. So, Long Changsheng began to fight with the young man.
Leng Yu's face remained calm, and he said softly:
"I know this person."
Hearing this, Luo Lan looked at him in astonishment, "Who is he?"
"He is Li Changming, a general under Wu Hong. He has always been highly regarded by Wu Hong and his kung fu is also very impressive. However, Wu Hong will not let him show his face easily, so not many people know him. This Long Changsheng is exhausted after fighting with Long Yongcheng and is no match for him."
Luo Lan frowned in surprise and whispered:
"In that case, this is exactly what my husband expected. Wu Hong has finally revealed his true colors."
Leng Yu twitched the corner of his mouth and raised his eyebrows:
"The best is yet to come."
After a while, Long Changsheng was really exhausted and retreated repeatedly until Li Changming's fist hit his face, and the fight finally stopped.
Long Changsheng gasped and looked at Li Changming, gritted his teeth and asked:
"Where did you get the business card?"
A cold light flashed in Li Changming's eyes, and he said in a deep voice:
"Second Master, thank you for your kindness."
After saying this, he kicked out, and before Long Changsheng could react, he was kicked off the ring. Seeing this, the servants of the Long family hurried over to support him.
Long Changsheng gritted his teeth and looked at the people on the stage. He suddenly thought of something and quickly rushed to Wu Hong, gritted his teeth and asked,
"Wu Hong, is this the person you arranged?"
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