Chapter 52: Fierce Battle
"President...... It's not going to be good!"
Manager Qiu looked panicked, and looked at Long Yue with some fear, only to see that the latter's expression was still indifferent, and he said:
"What's the panic?
Chief Manager Qiu smiled bitterly and said embarrassedly: "Just now, Wei Fulin, the third master of the Wei family, said that he wanted to sign up for a gambling battle and fight against that Wang Zhang!"
"Unexpectedly, we just found a seedling, and the Wei family is about to get involved!"
"Wei family?" Long Yue's expression at this time was slightly solemn.
The strength of the Wei family, on the bright side, is the head of all the families in Fucheng, and even far surpasses the Zhan family, the Xue family, etc.
And even compared with other major forces, the Youyun Sect, which has gone downhill, is naturally not an opponent; the Wei family and the Huangquan Sect are well-known allies; although the strength of the Heavenly Dao Chamber of Commerce is mysterious and unfathomable, it is difficult to support it alone after all, and it is difficult to defeat four hands with two fists.
Among the remaining forces, the strength of the Black Jiao Society is not as good as that of the Wei family, and the City Lord's Mansion has never interfered in the battles between the wealthy families in the city.
"Alas, this Wei family is really getting more and more rampant!"
Long Yue's eyes were slightly closed, his heart was full of anger, and he began to roar in his tone:
"I dare to come to my black Jiao club to smash the field!"
Wei Yicai's move is to give Heijiao some color to see, even if Wang Zhang can't be used by the Wei family, he must block his pace and prevent him from refreshing the winning streak list!
If it was an ordinary martial arts competition, then it would be nothing, but at this critical stage of Wang Zhang's impact on the winning streak, Wei Fulin still came here to intervene, so the intention was already extremely obvious.
"That'...... will grow up. Manager Qiu was a little frightened, and said softly cautiously: "We, what should we do, do we want to make peace with that Wei Fulin?"
Wei Fulin is a veteran martial artist in the early stage of the Zhenhua Realm in Fucheng, with decades of actual combat experience in the rivers and lakes, and he is even older than the original Yingzhang.
Moreover, in the early stage of the Zhenhua Realm and the late stage of the Yuan Dao Realm, although there was only a thin layer of barrier, that barrier was enough to open up the gap in strength for decades!
Generally, a martial artist in the late stage of the Yuan Dao Realm, when he encounters a martial artist in the early stage of the Zhenhua Realm, he has no power to fight back at all, because the gap between the two great realms is too big!
And Long Yue, that's exactly what I'm worried about!
Long Yue was silent for a long time, his eyelids trembled fiercely, it seemed that there was a great struggle in his heart, his hands were clenched tightly, and after a while, a hoarse voice came out:
"Forget it, let Wei Fulin go to the ring. But we must observe closely, and if Wang Zhang makes any mistakes, I will immediately intervene and save Wang Zhang! We must not let the Wei family spoil my plan again!"
"Yes, I will make sure that Wang Zhang is safe!" Manager Qiu swore an oath.
As the head of the entire underground casino, Manager Qiu's strength has also reached the middle stage of the Zhenhua Realm.
However, he also did not have the confidence that he would be able to hold down the frantic Wei Fulin.
......
On the battle platform, it finally boiled at this time.
"That person, why is it a little familiar?"
"It's the third master of the Wei family, Wei Fulin!"
There was an older warrior with a solemn look on his face, and in his eyes, he seemed to remember what happened decades ago.
"In the past, Wei Sanye, who was in the city of Fufu, washed his hands in the golden basin and retreated. It is rumored that he followed Wei Yicai, the eldest of the Wei family, but he was also extremely low-key and rarely showed up. Why did you suddenly appear today?"
The four girls sitting in the stands also heard the whispers of many warriors, and they couldn't help but feel a trace of palpitations.
Liu Mengshang glanced at the warrior who sang for Wang Zhang, snorted, and said with a big grin:
"That Wei Sanye, is he really so powerful? I see that his old man has a handful of old bones, and half of his body is buried in the soil, so don't be reckless, otherwise the old face will be lost!"
When many martial artists heard Liu Mengsheng's words, they all shook their heads, and some of them still showed disdain and sneer, just looking at her girl's house, and did not say anything to mock.
Liu Mengjie was much more careful, she looked at Xue Tianyue, who also looked solemn, and asked in a low voice:
"Cousin, that Wei Fulin, is he really so powerful?"
Xue Tianyue nodded lightly, and then said, "Cousin, don't say that I hit you, Wei Fulin, it's really powerful!"
Liu Mengshang saw that Xue Tianyue, who was usually lively and talkative, was calm at this time, and had a bad premonition in her heart, so she hurriedly sat beside her, her jade hand wrapped around her willow waist, and said coquettishly:
"My cousin, don't sell it, tell me quickly!"
Xue Tianyue thought for a while before saying:
"Wei Fulin is the third brother of Wei Futong, the head of the Wei family today, not only that, but when he wandered the rivers and lakes, I was afraid that we were not born yet. He once bloodied a gang of bandits in the mountains west of Yunyang Mansion with his bare hands, and he also dealt with the wealthy families of Qingzhou Mansion and Bingzhou Mansion near our Yunyang Mansion!"
"The most important thing!" Xue Tianyue stared at Liu Mengsheng's eyes at this time, her face was serious, and she said word by word:
"He, once defeated his uncle!"
"Is it so powerful?" Liu Mengshang was frightened when she heard this, and her eyes were shocked.
Xue Tianyue's uncle is Liu Guanhong, the head of the Liu family, and his mother is Liu Guanhong's sister.
"Impossible!" Liu Mengsheng's face was full of disbelief, and he wondered:
"No way! Father's cultivation has reached the late stage of the Zhenhua Realm, even if it is in the Fucheng, he is also a top ten master, how can he be defeated by a Wei Laosan in the early stage of the Zhenhua Realm?"
Liu Guanhong has always been the man she admires the most, and in her eyes, her father's strength is also a martial arts myth, no one can surpass it, even a figure like the head of the Wei family, he is not as good as him.
Even Liu Mengjie was worried, she could see that Xue Tianyue didn't seem to be telling a lie.
"How is it impossible?" Xue Tianyue sighed:
"With all due respect, although my uncle's cultivation is strong, a large part of it is based on the merits of the Liu family, the Liu family has a great cause, and can have sufficient cultivation resources and elixir treasures for my uncle to consume, so my uncle can reach the strength of the late stage of the Refinement Realm. ”
"But in terms of actual combat experience, my uncle is afraid that he and the Wei family's first day - Wei Yicai are both half a catty and eight taels, and they can fight to a draw. Although my uncle's cultivation realm is higher, the gold content is not enough. ”
"When Wei Fulin was young, he did defeat his uncle, but Wei Fulin had fought for many years, and there were too many dark injuries on his body, so his strength could not advance, and he stayed at the point of the early stage of the Zhenhua Realm. ”
"Ah, there's such a thing. Liu Mengsheng's eyes were a little dull, and she couldn't help but hold her forehead and mutter.
......
"The early stage of the Refinement Realm?"
An afterimage passed by, Wei Fulin stepped heavily on the battle platform, and then slowly looked at Ying Zhang, his eyes were cold, and the corners of his mouth cracked a hideous smile:
"Boy, your steps are too fast, it's easy to flash to your waist, it's time to stop!"
It was too easy to win Zhang's winning streak, even if Wei Futong and them rushed to the list back then, when they reached this fifth level, they would consume most of their spiritual power.
Ying Zhang didn't have much change in demeanor, but smiled jokingly:
"It's okay, I'm young, or your old man is old, it's better to let the juniors send you down to rest for a while. Do you say do you want to go down on your own, or do you want to be carried down?"
"Humph!"
Wei Fulin looked at his relaxed appearance, stopped talking, and his eyes became cold.
His left hand was raised slightly, and suddenly, terrifying spiritual power began to emerge from his body.
"Roar!"
The spiritual power overflowed, and in an instant, a stunning light erupted in Wei Fulin's eyes, and a tiger roar erupted from his mouth, which was extremely piercing and made people's scalps numb.
This kind of tiger roar originally contained the power that invaded the mind of the martial artist. Legend has it that in ancient times, human beings had not yet begun to master the way of cultivation, and in that century of famine, human beings faced countless fierce beasts and poisonous snakes with only one hand, and they had almost no power to fight back.
And the sound of the tiger's roar almost indicates that a compatriot is about to die.
Over time, this tiger roar, like a brand, is deeply engraved in the minds of human beings, making people feel endless fear when they hear it.
Therefore, Wei Fulin also deliberately cultivated the roar of the tiger, and when fighting, he often had unexpected effects.
Wei Fulin's body was burning with a faint cyan flame, which was not hot, but revealed a cold and piercing chill.