The First Dragon of All Ages

"Two, sorry, only fighters can enter the lounge."

"You two should go to the auditorium."...

Walking to the door of the lounge, Long Jinxuan'er and Long Kongli were stopped by the four guards at the door.

"What if I want to take them in?"

Long Qingchen's eyes condensed, and he took a step forward, and the impossibly radiating aura sent the four guards back a few steps. He came here to hunt down the supreme genius of Xing Xingzong and vent his anger to Sister Xuan, but he was not here to guard. Regular.

Long Kongli pulled him a bit and said, "Forget it, sister Xuan'er and I should go to the auditorium first. Before killing the Supreme genius of Zhu Xingzong, we should not be too public to avoid revealing our identity."

Long Kongli and Long Jinxuan'er left, went to another entrance, and entered the auditorium.

"Don't get out of the way?"

Long Qingchen snorted.

The heart of the four guards seemed to be beaten with a heavy hammer, and they felt qi and blood all over, almost vomiting blood, looked at him in amazement, and quickly gave way.

Long Qingchen strode into the lounge.

I saw that there were already four boxers waiting in the lounge, sitting in the four corners, keeping a distance, and they seemed a little wary of each other.

It's relieved to think about it. The four boxers are now waiting in the same lounge. After they board the ring, they are the enemies of life and death. Naturally, they should be vigilant to prevent being calculated.

Long Qingchen walked to the futon in the middle of the lounge and sat down cross-legged, closing his eyes to rest up.

Three middle-aged boxers glanced at him, but they ignored it. There was an old boxer who was a little curious, got up and walked slowly, "This little brother, how can you choose to be a boxer when you are young? ?"

Long Qingchen opened his eyes, "Can't you be a young boxer?"

"It's not impossible...but young people have hope, they can join some big forces and obtain training resources. There is no need to risk being a boxer to earn training resources. You must know that being a boxer is very dangerous, especially this kind of thing. A fighter in the underground boxing arena, once on the ring, scores life and death, which is equivalent to licking blood on the tip of a knife."

The old boxer smiled and said, "So, under normal circumstances, only older cultivators like us will become boxers, because we have little potential and no value in training. The big forces look down on us, we can only rely on Only by working hard can you obtain cultivation resources. To put it bluntly, you are fighting for a future with your life."

Long Qingchen said, "I am used to being idle. I don't like the rules and restrictions of the big forces. Therefore, I don't want to join the big forces. I can only rely on my own to obtain cultivation resources."

"Ok."

The old boxer smiled, glanced at the entrance of the lounge, and wondered, "Which fighter is your opponent? Why haven't they come yet? The boxing match is about to begin. According to the rules of underground boxing, you should be here at least half an hour earlier. wait."

Long Qingchen said, "My opponent is the faceless champion who has risen up recently and won an 83-game winning streak. I don't know why he hasn't come yet."

Hearing the faceless boxer, the three middle-aged boxers were all shocked. Huo Ran opened his eyes and looked at the green shirt boy with weird eyes.

"Faceless champion?"

"No way?"......

Their eyes were full of compassion, and they looked at the youth in the green shirt as if looking at a dead body.

The old boxer also slapped his tongue, "Little brother, since you know the reputation of the faceless champion, are you still challenging him?..."

"Because he is famous, I challenged him, defeat him, I can become famous."

Long Qingchen said lightly, "If you want to cultivate resources, then go to the counter in the hall and bet all the fairy stones on me."

The three middle-aged boxers looked at him like a lunatic.

The old boxer shook his head and said, "It's really a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers. The underground boxing arena is deep. Have you ever heard of the rumor that the faceless fighter Zhu is the supreme genius of Xingzong?"

Long Qingchen said, "I heard it slightly."

The old boxer said with a solemn expression, "I have carefully observed the battle of the Faceless Boxer King. Although he did not use the martial arts of the Xing Xingzong, he can see from the way he uses the power of immortality, which vaguely carries the foundation of the Xing Xingzong. , I’m sure, he is definitely related to Zhu Xingzong!"

Long Qingchen's eyes were flat, "He is the Supreme genius of Xing Xingzong, so even better, defeat him, and my name will spread throughout the Sharkfang galaxy."

"You really want to be famous and want to be crazy, you are no longer saved..."

The old boxer smiled bitterly.

He turned and walked back to his corner, already too lazy to persuade.

An old man in luxurious clothes walked into the lounge and announced, "Zhang Chenhong and Lang Yilin, they can go on stage."

The two middle-aged fighters stood up immediately.

Long Qingchen asked the old man in Huafu, "Why hasn't the faceless champion come yet?"

The old man in Chinese clothes looked strange and smiled, "Are you a new fighter who challenged the faceless champion?"

Long Qingchen said, "That's right."

The old man in Chinese clothes smiled mildly and a little strangely, "The Faceless Boxer has a separate lounge, and he won't come here. When he waits for the stage, he will naturally appear. You can wait patiently.

"Ok."

Long Qingchen said no more.

The old man in Chinese clothes left with two middle-aged boxers.

In this lounge, there is a wall made of Yunying crystal. You can see the ring and the auditorium, but you can't see the inside of the lounge. The design is very good.

Long Qingchen looked at the auditorium, and found Long Jinxuan'er and Long Kongli. Because of the hidden secret technique applied to them, their beautiful features were obscured, they looked very ordinary and did not cause any problems. The attention of the audience.

"Come, here, the first duel is about to begin!"

"Zhang Chenhong, take out all your strength, I bet 20,000 immortal spirit stones on you, don't let me down!"

"Lang Yilin, I bet on you to bring out your fierce offense!"...

As the old man in Chinese clothes walked into the ring with two middle-aged fighters, the audience burst into shouts like a tsunami, and the gamblers were excited, waving their fists, as if they were fighting against each other.

"begin!"

No nonsense, the old man in Huafu announced that he had withdrawn from the ring.

Hum! ......

There was a **** enchantment on the edge of the ring.

boom! ......

The middle-aged boxer named Lang Yilin showed a fierce look, and his cultivation broke out in an instant, launching a fierce attack!

However, the middle-aged boxer named Zhang Chenhong kept defensive and was not eager to attack.

One offense and one defense, the style is completely different.

boom! boom! boom! ......

The two fought fiercely for more than an hour~www.wuxiaspot.com~ At the beginning, Lang Yilin took the upper hand with a fierce attack. Then, as time stretched, Xianli gradually couldn't keep up, and Zhang Chenhong started. Slowly counterattack, and finally, successfully counter-killed Lang Yilin!

"Zhang Chenhong wins!"

The Huafu old man announced loudly, "Because Zhang Chenhong has won seven consecutive victories, he will be promoted to a silver boxer, and he will cost 3 million celestial spirit stones for each appearance!"

Zhang Chenhong wiped the sweat from his face and smiled.

There were people in the audience with joy and sadness. The gamblers who bet on Lang Yilin wailed and cursed, while the gamblers who bet on Zhang Chenhong hugged each other, laughed and cheered.

The most peaceful were Long Jinxuan'er and Long Kongli. They glanced in the direction of the lounge and knew that Long Qingchen was inside.

However, Lang Yilin, who had lost his breath of life, was not paid attention to, and was carried down by several guards. The rules of underground boxing were so cruel.

The winner is king!

The loser is also dead!