Chapter 2060 Hiding Deep

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With a look of disdain on his face, Qi Tong jumped onto the ring, his gaze as sharp as a falcon.

"You kid really plan to stand up for that trash? You really want to die..."

Ye Hang snorted coldly, stretched out his hand, and took out a long spear with his true essence from the weapon rack under the ring.

All Dabi's weapons are custom-made weapons from the clan.

"You are two levels higher than mine, so don't be careless, otherwise you will be ashamed to go out to meet people if you are defeated by me."

"Don't worry, what you said can't happen," Qi Tong said.

Ye Hang frowned: "What weapon do you use?"

"I don't need a weapon to deal with you," Qi Tong said contemptuously.

Ye Hang laughed back angrily, "Wait a minute, don't ask me to stop temporarily and get a weapon. You hurt our brother Ye, I will never show mercy!"

"There are so many words, let's make a move quickly," Qi Tong said with a smile.

Ye Hang's complexion straightened, and he released a pale golden essence from his body. With a touch of his feet, the spear went out to sea like a dragon, aiming at Qi Tong's frontal vitals!

Qi Tong's body is also surging with golden true energy, but compared to Ye Hang, this cultivation base is a bit stronger!

After dodging a shot, Qi Tong grabbed the barrel of the gun with a backhand!

Ye Hang was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect Qi Tong to be so fast! ? And the power is so great that he can't pull the gun away! ?

"You have the blood of a flood dragon, and I have already become a dragon, and my cultivation base and physical strength are all better than yours. What do you use to fight me!?"

Qi Tong sneered, grabbed the body of the gun, and slapped Ye Hang's chest with his palm!

But Ye Hang had an idea, jumped up, and while dodging the palm, he bent the spear directly!

With the help of a metal reaction force from the gun body, the spear broke free from Qi Tong's palm violently!

The long spear whirled, and after being caught by Ye Hang in the air, he turned over and swept away!

Qi Tong ran away quickly!

Ye Hang pressed on every step of the way, with his spear flying like ten thousand points, stabbing continuously!

"Cultivation and body don't mean everything on the battlefield! What do you, a reckless man, know!?"

Seeing Ye Hang taking the initiative on the stage and suppressing Qi Tong, who was more cultivated than him, the members of the Ye clan all stared brightly and applauded.

Ye Hang's gun seemed to have sky eyes, tracking Qi Tong, constantly oppressing, picking, stabbing, slashing, and sweeping.

Seemingly ordinary skills, but also the most effective means tested in actual combat on the battlefield.

Although Qi Tong has an advantage in cultivation, Ye Hang's cultivation is enough to break the defense, so he has to be busy evading.

"That's right, it seems that Hang'er is indeed making rapid progress in the army! Haha..." Ye Chaoxuan stroked his beard and smiled with satisfaction in the stands.

Ye Huangtu looked proud, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Second brother seems to be winning! Second brother, come on! Beat that scoundrel Qi Tong down!!" Ye Wanqing also shouted excitedly.

Ye Fan frowned, muttering in his heart, how could it be so easy, they didn't really try...

At this time, Qi Tong's face darkened when he saw that he was on the edge of the ring and would be kicked out of the ring...

"Your surname is Ye! You have some skills!"

Qi Tong cursed angrily, and in the process of retreating suddenly, he reached out from the weapon rack below!

"Lang!"

A five-foot-long conventional short knife flew towards the ring with a sharp saber aura!

When Ye Hang saw it, he realized that the dagger was flying towards him, so he had to lean back and dodge!

But this gap caused Qi Tong to do somersault and jump back to the middle of the ring, holding the dagger in his hand.

"Forget that I underestimated you, but you can only go so far!"

After Qi Tong said that, he waved the dagger in his hand, and instantly there was a saber intent like a fan of knives!

The fan-shaped saber intent swept towards Ye Hang with fierce and unparalleled power!

In an instant, Ye Hang was moved and the pressure increased sharply, and he could only roll over in embarrassment continuously, only to avoid two attacks!

"Sword Intent!? Qi Tong comprehended the Saber Intent!?"

"This kid actually hides so deep!?"

There was an exclamation at the scene, this was the first time on the field today, a kid used the "artistic conception" trick.

Looking at the Shenlong competitions over the years, among these young people, there are very few who can comprehend the artistic conception.

This is like, there are so many people who can cook in the whole world, and they all have the same kitchen utensils and ingredients. How many of them can become royal chefs?

There may be a little difference in taste, but it is actually a gap like a natural moat!

On the referee's seat, the Great Elder Yao Xing narrowed his eyes and said: "This saber intent can be regarded as an earth-level saber intent in terms of its change and power. The Qi family hasn't produced such a young genius for a long time."

Several other referee elders also nodded one after another, looking at Qi Tong with admiration.

At the same time, Qi Tong, who was holding a knife in his hand, had completely taken the initiative and swung the knife at Ye Hang continuously without even needing to move.

I saw fan-shaped knife arrays like waves, swaying from various angles, like golden light leaking out!

In front of Dao Yi, Ye Hang's true essence couldn't bear it at all, he was like a spear against a cannon, he couldn't even get close!

"Haha! Haha... surnamed Ye, will you people from the Zhenbeihou Mansion just run away like rats?!"

Qi Tong brandished his knife and sneered sarcastically: "Are you going to avenge the trash of the Ye family? Just rely on this ability? You are here to attack!!"

Ye Hang was tired of dodging, and when he thought of losing the first match, or losing to Qi Tong, he was very unwilling!

"Damn..."

Ye Hang gritted his teeth, but he really couldn't find hope. He was already inferior to the opponent in terms of cultivation base and body, and now his fighting skills were completely suppressed, so he had no chance of winning!

"Hang'er! It's done! Come down!" Ji Su was impatient and shouted over there.

"Hang'er! Don't be brave!" Ye Chaoxuan, who was standing on the stand, also shouted.

Losing to an opponent like Qi Tong is actually not ashamed.

Ye Hang naturally heard it too. Although he was not reconciled, he could only recognize the reality.

But just when Ye Hang was about to retreat, Qi Tong suddenly became violent!

With an acceleration, Qi Tong approached the distance, slashed down, and slashed directly on the spear that Ye Hang was blocking!

"Clang!"

The spear was cut off by the sword intent!

Ye Hang secretly knew it was wrong, and was about to yell, "I admit it" before he said it, when he was kicked hard in the chest by Qi Tong!

"puff!"

Ye Hang spurted a mouthful of blood and flew backwards!

Seeing that he was about to fly to the edge of the ring, Qi Tong rushed up again and kicked Ye Hang's arm from behind!

"Boom!" Ye Hang was kicked into the middle of the ring again!

Ye Hang screamed, his mouth was full of blood, and his ribs and arms were broken!

The faces of everyone in the Ye family on the sidelines suddenly turned black, it was obvious that Ye Hang was about to admit defeat, this was purely revenge, deliberately not to let Ye Hang admit defeat! ?

"Trash! You still don't admit defeat!? You still don't admit defeat!?" Qi Tong grinned grinningly, kicking Ye Hang continuously!

Ye Hang kept screaming on the ground, and his eyes were about to burst into flames. He wanted to admit defeat, but he was so provocative, but he gritted his teeth and refused to say anything!

"Hang'er! Hang'er!! The elder referee!! Stop it!!" Ji Suxin cried loudly in the stands.

Ye Huangtu, Ye Chaoxuan, etc. also had pale faces, but they couldn't ask for help directly like women.

The elders of the referee still followed the rules, seeing that Ye Hang really couldn't get up again, so he called to stop the competition.

"Qi Tong wins!"

The elder went up and stretched out his hand to signal Qi Tong not to kick anymore.

Qi Tong clicked his lips with a bored face, glanced at Ye Hang with a sneer, walked down the ring, and smiled triumphantly towards the Ye family members of the Zhenbei Hou Mansion.

Everyone in the Ye family can't say anything, because this is the rule of the clan since ancient times, if you lose, you lose, and if you are humiliated, you can only accept it.