I heard Cheng Yun say: "My brother did lose to you today, but he suppressed the realm, so he didn't show all his strength today." Of course, I know you've made a bet, so I'd like to bet again, and the two bets will count together, what do you think?"

"Let's hear it!" Everyone also held their breath and wanted to hear what Cheng Yun had to say.

"A year later, I will fight you again, if you lose, today's matter will be written off, and if you win, count my brother's life, and my Cheng Yun's life will also be compensated to you, how about it?"

"Wow!"

The audience was in a sensation, and almost everyone thought that Cheng Yun was crazy.

It's good to say that her talent is higher than Long Haotian, but it is obvious that she is much worse than Long Haotian. In the same year's time, what did she do to surpass Long Haotian? And if she couldn't beat it, the brother and sister would die together? It's ridiculous.

However, Long Haotian understood that the purpose of Cheng Yun's move was actually only one purpose, that is, to recall the blood in Cheng Xuan's heart. A man, an elder brother, if he doesn't stand up at this time, then he is completely hopeless. And he, Long Haotian, if he takes the opportunity to agree to this bet, he will not have a good reputation for him.

Sure enough, the depression in Cheng Xuan's eyes suddenly disappeared, followed by a gradually strong fighting spirit. The pair of snow-white sword eyebrows were once again tall, and the tiger's eyes shot out again.

I saw him slowly stand up, pull Cheng Yun behind him, and shouted at Long Haotian: "Yan Hao! My sister is young, her words don't count! Besides, I bet with you, how can I implicate her, right?"

"That's right, then what do you say you should do?" Long Haotian knew that at this moment, Cheng Xuan could no longer cut himself. Of course, he also understands that it is unrealistic to really let Cheng Xuan commit suicide. So his purpose is just to hope that at least today, or even for a long time, Cheng Xuan will not become Youyue's arm, and there will be one less threat.

"Three years later, you and I will fight again, with all our might. If I win, I won't kill you, I won't abolish your cultivation, I will exchange one life for another, and today's matter will be cleared up; if I lose, I will pay you Cheng Xuan's life. Of course, if you're not enough, I can do something for you and then judge myself, how about it?"

"The Cheng family is really despicable!"

"Yes, a high-sounding look!"

"Surnamed Cheng, I advise you to die quickly! You have already lost today, why do you propose such an unfair gamble again? Do you want to be ashamed!"

............

The sound of the tsunami swept in again.

Everyone understands that in three years, if Cheng Xuan chooses to be conservative, he will at most stay in the early stage of the fourth level of the Demon Tribulation Realm, and it is even very likely that he will reach the late stage of the fourth level or even the peak. But it was absolutely impossible for Long Haotian to fly from the sixth level of the Star Refining Realm to the first level of the Demon Tribulation Realm.

Three years later, Long Haotian was only nineteen years old. Although the Thousand Flames County is located in a remote area, there are some people who have seen the world. In their memories, this age was already an absolute genius who could reach the middle level of the Flame Heaven Realm, such as the fifth or even the sixth level. But even so, there is still an insurmountable gap between its strength and the fourth level of the Demon Tribulation Realm.

I saw that the muscles on Cheng Xuan's face twitched unnaturally.

He originally wanted to directly follow Cheng Yun's time, that is, one year. However, he knew that it would be brazen to do so, so in the end, he relaxed the time to three years. Although he himself understands that three years is actually shameless.

At this moment, in the midst of the insults in the sky, Cheng Xuan was broken and said in a low voice: "Of course, if the eighth prince thinks that three years is too short, then it is up to you to decide! Five years, seven years, how about it?"

"That's enough! That's it!" Under everyone's stunned gaze, Long Haotian said indifferently, "Today, three years later, I, Yan Hao, will fight with you Cheng Xuan again, and I will not suppress the realm." If I, Long Haotian, are defeated, today's matter will be cleared, and if you Cheng Xuan is defeated, please cut off Cheng Yun's head and cut yourself!"

"What? The eighth prince actually agreed? He's too confident, isn't he?"

"Hehe, Eighth Prince, he has this confident capital!"

"How do you say?

"Within three years, do you think Cheng Xuan can fly from the fourth level to the fifth level of the Demon Tribulation Realm? Even if he can, can he fly from the clear mind to the one yuan of the heart? And within the same three years, how much do you think the eighth prince will improve? Isn't the result obvious?"

............

The discussion of the crowd naturally reached Cheng Xuan's ears, and his face twitched unnaturally.

That's right! Three years is too difficult for him to soar to the next level! Not to mention that he now has demons in his heart, and even the most important thing to worry about is whether his cultivation will regress!

As for Long Haotian, with his talent, it is entirely possible to make a long progress. Not to mention anything else, if Long Haotian could raise the realm of the One Element of Mind and Matter even by one weight, he was fully capable of controlling ten flying swords at the same time to fight with himself.

Moreover, Long Haotian is weak against strong, and he will practice hard every day with the belief of death, although this belief will not immediately show the improvement of the willpower and combat effectiveness of the martial artist. But three years is enough time for quantitative change to produce qualitative change.

Although it is said that before the age of twenty, very few people can reach the realm of demonic tribulation, but what cannot happen to others, won't it happen to Long Haotian?

However, is there still a way out for him now? It was because he saw Long Haotian's terrifying talent that he risked being scolded and proposed a three-year contract. Relax to five or even seven years? That would almost sentence him to death five or seven years later; three years, and maybe he would still be alive!

"Okay! That's it!" Cheng Xuan replied with a heartfelt heart. His body was full of fighting spirit, and Cheng Yun also grabbed Cheng Xuan's arm, with a posture of vowing to advance and retreat with his brother.

The original smile on Yan Xiong's face became solemn again at this moment, he thought that today was the end of the Cheng family, but he didn't expect that they would finally escape. But today, everything is from Long Haotian, since he agrees, what can he say?

"Alas!" Yan Xiong sighed. His heart became more and more entangled.

He would never have thought that the sick boy in the past now had the strength to support the entire Yan family! There was no doubt about Long Haotian's future, if he was really a descendant of the Yan family, the Yan family might really be able to become a prince in the future, what a glorious thing it would be! But the problem is that this is all "if".

"Yan Hao, in that case, you and I will see you in three years!"

Cheng Xuan said, took a leap, and disappeared into the night sky, ignoring the somewhat embarrassing moon on the rostrum.

Youyue didn't dare to stop him, he knew that deep in Cheng Xuan's heart, he must hate himself. After all, if it weren't for his insistence, Cheng Xuan would not have come to Dragon Bird City and fought with Long Haotian at all. So within three years, it's better not to provoke him!

However, Youyue may not have thought that with Long Haotian's qualifications, it would be sooner or later to enter the Martial God Temple. It will be sooner or later to fight Cheng Xuan there, unless Cheng Xuan goes out to practice. Therefore, Long Haotian and Cheng Xuan are almost destined to be a pair of old enemies, and his Youyue just prompted the two to meet in advance.

"Wow!" Suddenly, Long Haotian opened his mouth, and a mouthful of blood sprayed on the decisive table again.

The third update is over, continue to work hard for tomorrow's update! Everyone give me some strength!

(End of chapter)