No one in the gang headquarters did anything more, no matter how domineering the dragon protectors were, or the group of evil ghosts of the gang, their respect for the dragon was as if they were gods.

The striker quietly retreated to Long Xi's side and whispered: "Young Master Longxi, let's retreat, and then we have no intention of fighting."

Long Xi's anger also slowly calmed down, looking at the mess in the field, he didn't say anything, he walked straight out of the gate of the gang, bent down and carefully checked Wu Hanjiang's injuries, and saw that the blood on his chest had been coated with gold sore medicine, but there was still bruise oozing out, he couldn't bear to squint his eyes, and his voice was like a sharp blade cutting through the bones, "I'm sorry, I can only do it to this extent."

Wu Hanjiang was lying flat, and suddenly wanted to sit up, and after struggling for a long time, his body didn't obey the call anyway, he wanted to wave his hand, but he couldn't lift it up with a lot of strength, and said in his mouth: "It has nothing to do with you...... Don't fight anymore and see how he ......".

Although his hands did not move, his eyes were looking at Huang Dafu obliquely.

Huang Dafu barely poked his head out of the carriage at this time, it seemed that his injuries had improved greatly, but his lips were seriously swollen, and he had a hard time speaking, "Of course I'm fine, who am I...... I'm Wong Tai Fook."

Long Xi hugged them in his arms, tears flowed out unconsciously, "I'm very satisfied with you here, really, I really don't have anything to hope for."

Then the dragon guards slowly retreated from the gang, and then quickly left the crowded alley.

The group of fierce gods and evil spirits of the entire gang could only make a show, stomped their feet twice, and then waved their fists in a pretended posture, shouting: "Damn, I can't catch up, let them run."

Then everyone had a frightened expression on their faces, and this time they really realized the danger and strength of the dragon protectors, and the most difficult thing in their hearts was that this group of dragon protectors who claimed to be righteous were actually darker than the gangsters.

Is this a kind of mental shadow?

Naturally, the angel has nothing to say, although he has suffered a huge loss, but he only swallows the bitter water alone, and he will care about the future affairs later, and now he can only do nothing that happened.

Long Xi's number of troops this time was the largest since he ascended to the position of alliance leader.

Fortunately, the battle of the Dragon Protector Clan did not disgrace him today, and the performance of the Dragon Protector Clan was still sophisticated and fierce.

Even if the enemy is a gangster, what can it be?

If you have to weigh the pros and cons, then the biggest loss this time is his reputation.

I don't know if fame counts as a benefit.

Some people regard reputation as more important than anything else, and some people regard reputation as dung, only talking about what happened in front of them, and what to do with the reputation after death.

Long Xi lost his reputation as the leader of the Martial Arts Alliance, because after this battle, the whole martial arts would say that he was a paranoid and brutal ruler who was easy to fight.

Everyone will be suspicious of his ambitions, and everyone will be suspicious of his purpose.

From now on.

Either he will not explain to anyone, or he will be consumed to death by endless doubts and questions.

After Long Xi returned home, the Dragon Protector Commander quickly greeted him, "Old Fang, how is your side, have you counted the number of people?"

Commander Fang is a man who looks extremely arrogant on the surface, with a rugged beard, but is actually a fiery and easy-going man with a warm heart.

When Commander Fang saw Long Xi, he raised his head very happily and said: "We have killed fifteen in this battle, I have already paid the compassionate expenses, and the others have returned to the team almost without injury, it seems that our dragon protection clan has grown a lot."

"Very good, it proves that you usually train well and you can see results in the first fight."

Commander Fang hurriedly excused himself and said: "Young Master Longxi has an overreputation, the training tradition of the Dragon Protector Clan has been continuing, and it is only carried out according to the old method, and there is no innovation."

Long Xi patted him on the shoulder and said, "You are too modest, the most test of military training is patience, and persistence from beginning to end, you can be consistent with the essence left by the previous generation, it is already amazing."

Commander Fang's face was full of red light, he was very high-light, Long Xi could understand his efforts, and after talking for a while, he suddenly thought of something, and said solemnly: "Young Master Longxi heard that in the gang, Long Teng has already agreed to open the world again?"

Long Xi nodded, "Although he agrees, don't be careless until it is really implemented, after all, it is one thing to say it, and it is another thing to do it."

Commander Fang sorted out his thoughts, and then said, "Young Master, I think we can do this, first write a letter to Lord Longteng, and when he confirms it, we can arrange it according to the plan."

Long Xi turned around and smiled at him, with a look of anticipation on his face.

Commander Fang was about to continue to expound his point of view, when suddenly an envoy ran over from a distance.

The report made his face already wet with sweat, but his joy was overflowing, and he said excitedly: "Young Master Longxi, it's done, after the little one handed the letter to Lord Longteng, he ......."

"How is he?" asked Long Xi anxiously.

The messenger was choked with tears by the wind because he spoke too quickly, and he coughed twice and said: "He has been stamped, you see this is Long Teng's reply."

Long Xi took the letter from the messenger's hand, opened it and looked at it, and suddenly a big red clay seal was stamped on the four words "Tianxia Huiwu".

There is also a line of small words at the back, which is handwritten by Long Teng: Do you really want to fight me so much?

"What do you mean?"

didn't have time to think about it, Long Xi changed hands and handed the letter that heralded the successful opening of the world's martial arts decision to Commander Fang, "It seems that we want to go together."

Commander Fang took the letter, and his eyes lit up, "It turns out that Young Master Longxi has already prepared it properly, and he is very good."

Subsequently, the news of the resumption of the world's martial arts spread far and wide, sweeping the entire rivers and lakes like a whirlwind and clouds, and no one knew the news for a while.

"The Long family is going to have a martial arts competition again."

"What? It's only been half a year."

Someone immediately frowned when he heard the news, because the last time he finally broke into the top 100, reopening again means that the previous ranking is gone, and it means that his indulgent life is coming to an end, and he has to return to hard training.

And some people are ecstatic, the world will be held every four years, can make people lose their sharpness, this time to fight again, presumably his physical condition has been adjusted to the best.

"It's set for May 30th, what do you think?"

Commander Fang nodded in agreement: "Today is April 29th, there is a full month of preparation time, and May is the busy farming season, which is very symbolic, I think it is feasible."

"Okay, then it's decided, it's up to my cousin."

"Hey, what about my eldest cousin Tang Wen, I haven't seen him for a long time, have you spent all the money I let him spend?"

Soon, there was a dragon guard who seemed to know the inside story very well, "Young Master Longxi, Tang Wengongzi is in a brothel, I heard that the money has already been spent."

(End of chapter)