Dragon Blood Devil Soldier

Then, Long Bufan immediately pulled Lei Meng and Long Yunfei who were by the side of the stage, took out some medicine from the storage bag and applied it onto their wounds, stopping them from bleeding. It was just that the current Lei Meng was already drowsy and his consciousness was starting to blur, so he had to go to the doctor immediately.    

    

"Wait a minute!" Yang Feng suddenly shouted in a low voice, "He has not taken the initiative to admit defeat, we cannot take him down!"    

    

Long Bufan turned around, and looked at Yang Feng with anger, and said coldly: "If you dare touch my brother, I don't mind killing you right now!" A dense, cold murderous aura quietly gathered around him.    

    

"Long Bufan, do you know what mistake you have committed?!" Just then, the referee Elder Yang walked over to Long Bufan and asked sternly.    

    

Long Bufan laughed coldly, and replied with a question: "In this round's competition, Lei Meng has already lost, don't you see? Aren't you going to stop him?! "    

    

Elder Yang's expression was indifferent as he solemnly said: "He is still conscious, he is still in the arena. Since he did not take the initiative to admit defeat, the competition will continue."    

    

"You're right, I will beat him until he admits defeat." Yang Feng laughed complacently with a look of contempt on his face.    

    

Long Bufan did not care about the referee elder Yang, and did not know that his true identity was related to Yang Feng, he looked at Yang Feng coldly and provoked him coldly: "Bastard, didn't you always hate me? Do you dare to have a death match today? "    

    

Yang Feng originally wanted to make use of this opportunity to mistreat Long Bufan, so he had specially prepared a weapon with Gravity Runes. However, when he heard the sound of Long Bufan sending himself to his doorstep and that bastard from his mouth, his face couldn't help but twitch a few times. It was unknown whether he was laughing or laughing furiously, but he laughed evilly: "I accept your challenge."    

    

There was a smell of gunpowder in the air.    

    

"No, this doesn't conform to the rules of the arena, it must be decided by drawing lots ?" Elder Yang, the referee, frowned and reprimanded him.    

    

"Challenge!" Challenge! "Challenge ?"    

    

At this moment, the thunderous cheers of the audience resounded in the stands. Elder Yang's rejection was immediately drowned out by the vast amount of excited voices. The originally dull and boring competition suddenly had a change.    

    

"Honorable Elder, please allow us to use this arena to exchange some pointers." Yang Feng walked to the side of the stage and bowed to Deacon Elder and said respectfully.    

    

In the clan, based on seniority, Yang Feng still had to respectfully call this person his great-uncle.    

    

Since he was young, he had nurtured the Deacon Elder and was naturally confident that he could win against Yang Feng. However, half a year ago, the family heirloom of the Yang family was taken away by Long Bufan through a scheme.    

    

On the path of a martial artist, the thing that they feared the most was the devil in their heart. If their heart wasn't satisfied, then their Qi channels wouldn't be smooth, and this would affect their future cultivation. And at this moment, there was an opportunity for Yang Feng to eliminate his heart demon. As Yang Feng's ancestor, the Deacon Elder would naturally side with him.    

    

As the referee, all the rules of the stage were equal to his. Deacon Elder did not need to request for the Hall Master to help him, so he had the authority to decide whether Long Bufan and Yang Feng could fight in the stage.    

    

Deacon Elder's gaze was gloomy, and he said respectfully: "Alright, since you two are fine, and with the passionate response from the audience, this old man will make an exception and allow you to spar once.    

    

"Boss is really going to have a life-and-death battle with Yang Feng?" Lin Yan swallowed his saliva secretly, and looked at the stage nervously.    

    

The enthusiasm of the audience seemed to be stirred up by this stimulating atmosphere. The entire stadium was silently waiting for the two to enter the battle.