In fact, Xiaodong's injuries were not serious at all, they were all just skin injuries. But the last kick of the remnant sound was a real fire, and the violent kick directly kicked Xiaodong to stand up, and was finally carried back by the staff.

Looking at Xiao Dong, who had long since disappeared, Yang Long and Pang Hu stood in place and were stunned for a while. Although he had expected the end of defeat, the appearance of this thing was already beyond his imagination.

"This thing is not human......! Not violent. Xiaodong was lifted down, and his mouth still kept screaming, but the pronunciation was a little non-standard.

And when he saw Yang Long, the face that was no longer human, suddenly cried and became even more ugly.

"Brother Yang, you have to be the master of the puppet! look at the puppet now, how does the puppet live...... How can there be such a competition!" Yang Long spread his hands helplessly, looking at the mysterious guy who had already sat aside and closed his eyes to recuperate, he had to roll his eyes at Xiaodong and said, "Who told you to keep yelling for people to take off their clothes, now it's good, people directly added one for you." ”

Hearing this, Xiaodong had no choice but to smash his mouth and muttered in a low voice, "Don't you just want to see if this guy has exaggerated muscles?" Who knows that under this guy's loose robe, the muscles are soft, and there is no goods at first glance. ”

As soon as these words came out, the audience felt that an amazing cold air was quietly containing, and both Yang Long and Pang Hu couldn't help but stay a few meters away from Xiaodong.

Seeing this scene, Xiaodong opened his mouth and wanted to say something. However, when he found that not far away, the mysterious residual voice was stepping towards this side step by step, but the words came to his mouth and stopped dumbly.

"You, you...... What are you going to do?"

"Don't come here, even if you want to shout indecency. ”

"Brother Yang, help......"

"Ahh......h

Yang Long didn't dare to look at it anymore, he had to admit that the mysterious guy in front of him was really powerful, the same age as himself, but he had already opened the Mandate of Heaven Seal. The match between Remnant Yin and Xiao Dong didn't use his real strength at all, although Xiao Dong had already stepped into the realm of the Seal with half a foot, but he didn't know how to simply control the attribute power of his own exclusive mark like Pang Hu and Remnant Yin.

The next game was nothing special, after two games, two guys fighting for money fought desperately on the stage. And Ling Yi is beating each other for the sake of honor, which looks like a scene where the big men on the street fight each other, there is no relative martial arts, and there is no exclusive destiny. I don't know if it's because of the two wonderful performances just now, but these battles seem a little boring.

However, there is an endless stream of gambling money below, and there are only two big bets, one is the son of the city lord, and the other is the champion of this year. However, the small bet is placed at the beginning of each hand, and this kind of bet has no rules in the city, and it is just entertainment. Yang Long and the others had no money, so naturally they didn't participate.

Pang Hu and Xiao Dong were both slightly injured, and there were some special medical personnel in this waiting area, and these guys appeared here after the game started. Yang Long also had to admire, the competition held by the city lord was still very thoughtful. Although this is a waiting area, there are almost no people present here except for Yang Long and others.

Pang Hu's injuries are relatively light, except for a few burns on the surface of the skin, at most it is a little black, and the rest is not much injured, it seems that the natural qi is indeed the nemesis of thunder and lightning. It is indeed a blessing for this kid to be favored by the goddess of nature, seeing him staring at the female assistant who was helping him bandage his injuries with a blank face, Yang Long couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.

This look at other girls with a slight smirk made the girl who was helping her bandage her wounds blush, and she almost found a place to hide. Yang Long originally wondered why the girl didn't dare to look at Pang Hu's eyes. It wasn't until Pang Hu smirked that Yang Long suddenly woke up. It turned out that the face of this thing was all pitch black, and only when he smirked did he show a pair of white teeth, coupled with the image of Pang Hu's mighty explosive head. It's not that other girls don't dare to look at them, but people are afraid that they can't help but burst into laughter.

As for Xiaodong, the injuries are much stricter than Pang Hu's, especially the puffy dark circles on his face, and the whole person can't see his previous appearance at all, which is much stricter than the plastic surgery in his previous life. The guy who was dealing with Xiaodong's wound couldn't help but feel sympathy for him.

In addition to the wound on his face, only the wound on his waist remained, where he was hit by the last kick of the remnant. After the inspection, it was found that a weak rib had just been broken.

Although the injury was not too serious, looking at Xiaodong's appearance of wanting to die or live, Yang Long suddenly felt a big head. He couldn't figure out why this guy liked to let people take off their coats so much, since everyone was wearing masks to fight, that coat naturally wouldn't let you take off casually.

Today's game is also coming to an end, just now the two on the stage because of the same strength, played for nearly an hour, and finally fell down, this draw actually made the audience under the explosion of the pot, some of them were extremely excited, and they looked happy. But the vast majority of the people were indignant and bitter. Although most of the people in the audience had no interest in this kind of competition, they were interested in the game. In a tie like this, no matter which side wins or loses, the biggest winner is still the banker. Undoubtedly, this kind of competition brings you more than just the excitement of the battle.

"Alright, today's battle is coming to an end. Let's invite our last two players, Lei Python, the leader of the mercenary group, and our eight-year-old Yang Long. ”

As soon as Brother Sharp finished speaking, the audience suddenly erupted in cheers, of course, these cheers were not for Yang Long. The leader of the mercenary group is away all year round, and he has a wide range of friends, so he is naturally more popular. Listening to the excited cheers below, it can be seen that their expectations for this battle are far beyond Yang Long's imagination, and this is the final finale.

"Eight-year-old, can he compare to the leader of the mercenary regiment with this kid?"

"I don't think he's enough to kick the regiment commander when he goes up. ”

"This game seems to be really unsuspenseful! Oh yes! You bet on it! This is a rare opportunity to win back all the money I put out last year. ”

"Khan! The dealer says that this is not a bet. ”

"His grandmother's, how can this be. Such a great opportunity was wasted. ”

"Whoever told this little guy to come up and join in the fun before his hair grows. People are not stupid, if you open a village, you don't know how to send money!"

Listening to the comments in his ears, Yang Long lowered his head with a wry smile, originally this game, the purpose of his participation was all for trial, after all, this is a rare competition. Who knew that he was so lucky, he met the final finale, and the opponent was still a ruthless guy who was rolling on flesh and blood.

Leaving behind the two guys who were hip-hopping with his beautiful sister, Yang Long walked out with a hard head. In this battle, no matter who wins or loses, his head can't be lowered, after all, this is his first battle in this world.

"It is said that the leader of the mercenary group has his own set of martial arts, and although he does not have the mark of the Mandate of Heaven, his combat effectiveness is quite good. Besides, in your current situation, you are bound to lose. Before Yang Long left, the remnant voice who was sitting on the side glanced at Yang Long, and suddenly said something that was headless and brainless.

Thinking back to the time when I passed out before, the memories gradually came back to my mind and played like a movie. This scene shocked Yang Long's whole body, and he looked back in surprise at the residual sound that continued to close his eyes and recuperate, shook his head, and walked out. No matter what happened to him, he didn't want to delay the game.

"Okay, the two players are on the field, so let's enjoy the last game of the day. Here, I would like to announce the official start of today's last race. ”

After Brother Sharp finished speaking, he held back his glance at the Yang Long, who was only less than one meter four tall, standing on the stage, and revealed a helpless look. From this point of view, even he is not very optimistic about Yanglong.

Lei Python, the leader of the mercenary group, Yang Long was not familiar with this person, but when he saw a neatly dressed, white-clothed and clean person on the other side, he looked like a talented man who was full of poetry and books. Yang Long's jaw couldn't help but drop slightly.

Lei Python's sword eyebrows are starry, his eyes are deep and deep, and his white and handsome face gives people an illusion of gentleness. In Yang Long's memory, the Thunder Python should be the kind of rough and strong man with super bulging muscles and clear scars on his face, but is this thin, Sven guy in front of him really the head of the regiment who walks on the tip of the knife all year round? This is still the guy who struggled in flesh and blood?

The audience didn't seem to have much reaction to Lei Python's dress, as if they had long been used to it.

"Under the Thunder Python, please advise. Lei Python looked at Yang Long's eyes and smiled.

I have to say that Lei Python's smile is really gentle and beautiful.

From Lei Python's eyes, Yang Long could see that the guy in front of him didn't ignore him at all because of his age. Even from the moment Yang Long came on the field, he felt that this guy had been looking at himself.

Lei Python motioned for Yang Long to strike first, after all, this age is there, and he doesn't want to be said to be bullied.

The two held each other, and neither of them made the first move. The thunder python can't make a move, but Yang Long doesn't dare to make a move lightly.

It's so hard to even deal with a wild boar, let alone deal with a guy who has been shuttling through flesh and blood all year round. Although the guy in front of him looked harmless to humans and animals, Yang Long could faintly feel that there was a terrifying evil aura on this guy's body. This feeling is the first time in history, he doesn't know how this breath is stored around him, but he is very sensitive to this breath, just like a baby is to breast milk, kind and dependent.

Yang Long had no confidence in this battle, and looking at the thunder python in front of him, he didn't dare to move lightly.

After a stalemate for a long time, neither of them made a move, and the audience below was a little impatiently coaxing. But fortunately, Brother Sharp is suppressing, but looking at Brother Sharp's appearance of constantly wiping the beads of sweat from the corners of his forehead, he must not want this game to end early.

Just when the thunder python was frowning and a little impatient, Yang Long began to move, his small body was like a tiger pounced, and the speed and timing were just right.

"This is a deadly hunter," at this moment, even the thunder python couldn't help but be slightly moved. At this moment when his nerves relaxed, he struck suddenly, like the moment when a bird of prey came out to hunt and prey. Quiet as a virgin, moving like a rabbit, the timing is very accurate.