At this time, Jiang Kun was using his powerful strength to resist the attack of the Ninth Underworld Demon Ancestral Flame, while Xiao Lang was concentrating the flames and pouncing the Ninth Underworld Demon Ancestral Flame on Jiang Kun.
Long Chen had already declared to the other party that they had admitted defeat in the second battle, yet Jiang Kun still attacked. Long Chen couldn't blame him for attacking. Xiao Lang's Ninth Underworld Demon Ancestral Flame was set up first, but Jiang Kun rushed in first.
Originally, with his speed, the Ninth Underworld Demon Ancestral Flame might not be able to catch up with him. It was a different matter if he rushed in to die.
The wild roars of the wild beasts, surrounded by the Ninth Underworld Demon Ancestral Flame, rang out continuously. After a few roars, the roars completely disappeared. After Xiao Lang's Ninth Underworld Demon Ancestral Flame was withdrawn, only the ice sculpture of Jiang Kun's corpse was left, which was still vivid and lifelike.
The Dragons and the War people gathered together and watched the movements of the Wushu Alliance coldly.
This time, it could be said that the Wushu Alliance did not abide by the rules, but it had nothing to do with Long Chen and the others.
However, the Wushu Alliance had always been arrogant and domineering, so why would they care about this?
Seeing Jiang Kun die, every Wushu Alliance member's eyes were about to spit fire. Seeing this, Yang Ningfeng first calmed everyone's anger, then said coldly, "Everyone from the War people, you interfered in the gambling battle and then killed my Wushu Alliance's Wushu Sage. This doesn't seem to be in line with the rules."
"We've already admitted defeat, yet Jiang Kun still attacked. He was the one who broke the rules first. We had no choice but to kill him. Anyone with a discerning eye can understand this. Yet, Yang Wuhuang is still trying to sow discord. Isn't he afraid of being ridiculed by the heroes of the world?"
After Jiang Wuya fainted, he became the center of attention, especially when he cooperated with Xiao Lang to kill Jiang Kun.
"Moreover, everyone knows that even if we don't do anything, Jiang Kun will die soon." Long Chen added.
Yang Ningfeng's words were not kind, so he was speechless after being refuted by Long Chen. He turned around and looked at Zhao Danchen for help. At this time, Zhao Danchen's face was livid, and he scolded, "Don't waste any more time. Don't we win now? Ask them if they surrender. If they don't surrender, then I'll start."
Zhao Danchen was in favor of war, so he didn't care about the losses. He was even happier to eliminate the War people. However, Yang Ningfeng made such a bet and restricted his actions. If he didn't care about the reputation of the Wushu Alliance, Zhao Danchen would have made a move long ago.
Yang Ningfeng quickly nodded and bowed, then looked fiercely at Long Chen, and said in a clear voice, "In that case, I won't argue with you about Jiang Kun. However, you have lost the bet. War people, from now on, you War people have to surrender to the Wushu Alliance and be under the control of the Wushu Alliance. A man's words carry enormous weight. I believe that Chief Lei Zhen is not a treacherous villain."
This moment had finally come.
Among the War people, a trace of helplessness flashed across their faces.
Yang Ningfeng didn't understand the War people. He thought that their helplessness was because they had no choice but to surrender. In fact, their helplessness was because the final battle was about to begin.
Take a deep breath.
The decision still depended on Lei Zhen, especially the six Battle-Kings. Lei Zhen was now the Chief. Once he gave the order, no matter what it was, they had to follow it.
Looking at Jiang Wuya's injuries and the aggressive attitude of the Wushu Alliance, Lei Zhen slowly clenched his fists. Everyone knew what this meant. They thought that Lei Zhen had already made his decision.
The deadlock was broken by a cold voice.
"Who said that? We have already lost. Two wins out of three. Isn't there still one more?"
This voice was clearly Long Chen's voice. Everyone's eyes turned to the young man who had spoken. At this moment, Long Chen raised his head. His eyes were filled with the desire to fight. His voice was full of determination.
Long Chen knew that Lei Zhen and the others would forget about this last battle. After Jiang Wuya lost, they thought that the War people had already lost. After all, the last battle was a battle between warriors at the third level of the Earth Martial Arts Realm. They didn't want Long Chen to take the risk. Moreover, it was a completely impossible risk.
"Seventh brother, let's forget it." Lei Zhen tried to persuade him. He pulled Long Chen's arm.
"If we start the battle, we will probably die. If I go and fight, I might have a chance to survive."
Said Long Chen softly. He gently pushed Lei Zhen's arm away. Under everyone's gaze, he walked towards the Wushu Alliance.
In fact, everyone wanted to call him back. However, when they saw Long Chen's determined and determined back, they suddenly realized that the words they wanted to say were all stuck in their throats. They couldn't say them.
Tenacious and unyielding. In Long Chen, they saw a spirit that was more like the War people than the War people.
"Good brother, come on."
Lei Zhen's eyes, which were originally worried, were now filled with passion. Long Chen's determined steps stirred up everyone's passion.
Courageously moving forward, unafraid of death.
Facing the gaze of the Wushu Alliance members, Long Chen walked to the side of Jiang Kun, who had already turned into an ice sculpture. He was expressionless. He gently flicked the ice sculpture with his finger. The lifelike ice sculpture suddenly turned into black powder and scattered on the ground with a sizzling sound.
The former powerhouse had completely disappeared from this world. Nothing was left.
From the moment Jiang Kun decided to use the Great Zombie Technique, he was already destined to die. The Great Zombie Technique was the same method as the Blood Sacrifice. However, the difference was that Long Chen's Blood Sacrifice was countless times more superior than the Great Zombie Technique.
Raising his head, Long Chen met the gaze of the Wushu Alliance members. Although the other party was a powerhouse, his eyes didn't show the slightest sign of retreating.
Move forward.
The people behind him were now silently supporting him and shouting for him in their hearts.
The injured Jiang Wuya slowly closed his eyes. His lips wriggled as he said, "Seventh Brother is a real good man. He will give us an explanation …"
"But …" Everyone hoped that Long Chen could eventually come back alive. However, was it possible? The War people had already killed two warriors from the Wushu Alliance. If Yang Ningfeng had the absolute upper hand, how could he let Long Chen go back alive?
However, Long Chen didn't think so much. He didn't think about winning or losing. He thought that as long as he defeated Yang Ningfeng, the Wushu Alliance could get lost from the War people.
Therefore, he fought desperately.
Long Chen's actions puzzled the people from the Wushu Alliance.
Yang Ningfeng raised his eyebrows and said, "Lei Zhen, what do you mean by this? I asked you to surrender, but you sent out a young boy."
Long Chen didn't wait for Lei Zhen to speak and directly said, "What surrender? We agreed to win two out of three rounds. Two rounds have just passed. Yang Ningfeng, I think you should stop talking nonsense and start fighting."
Long Chen's arrogant words made the people from the Wushu Alliance laugh at first, then they roared with laughter. Originally, because of the death of two people, their hearts were filled with anger, but Long Chen's words made them so happy that they even forgot their hatred …
"What did you say? You want to fight with me?"
Yang Ningfeng's face was full of astonishment. He also couldn't help but laugh. After a long time, he tidied up his clothes and said, "Brat, you should go back. Don't think that you're invincible just because you've reached the Martial Realm. With your strength, you're not even worthy to carry my shoes. If you really want to have the third round, you should send someone who can barely be on stage. Don't the War people still have Elder Vulture?"
Hearing that, Long Chen narrowed his eyes and suddenly roared, "Yang Ningfeng, don't talk nonsense with me. If you have the guts, get over here immediately."
His roar rose from the ground and suddenly exploded. It was like the rumbling of thunder, directly scaring the people from the Wushu Alliance to subconsciously take a step back.
Long Chen's current body was the body of a divine dragon that inherited the Ancestral Dragon's blood essence. Every part of him possessed the power of the ancient times. Although he was in human form, he was also like a huge ferocious beast. To be exact, he was a dragon.
This roar carried the deterrence that belonged to a dragon.
In the process of Long Chen's roar, fine blood-red dragon scales quickly and completely covered his body. Those blood-red dragon scales appeared pieces of blood dragon silhouettes, as if they were dancing and stirring in the clouds. Sharp blood-red thorns burst out side by side from his body. His spine, elbows, knees, and other places were all these thorns. These were also Long Chen's powerful attack methods. Especially his palms, those ten claws were simply like pieces of blades, opening and closing.
In a short period of time, Long Chen had transformed from a weak young boy into a battle machine. This appearance, coupled with the previous roar, quickly made the people from the Wushu Alliance take him seriously.
If Yang Ningfeng did not do anything to Long Chen after being reprimanded by Long Chen, he did not know where his face would be today. His face gradually turned pale as he stared fixedly at Long Chen. Then, he turned his head and said to Lei Zhen, "Lei Zhen, brat, are you sure you want this little brat to fight in the third round?"
Lei Zhen had just nodded his head when Long Chen sneered and scolded, "I can go in and out of bed with your mother for three hundred rounds. You call me a wimpy brat? Bring your sister and daughter out and let me try my spear. Then you will know whether I am a wimpy brat or not."
Pfft.
Lan Ling 'er's eyes widened. The others were also a little surprised. After knowing each other for so long, they did not know that Long Chen had such a vulgar side to him. However, he looked quite cute.
As long as Mo Xiaolang knew that the real Long Chen had returned, ever since Lingxi left, Long Chen had become quiet, cold, and cruel. Today, the Wushu Alliance's oppression of Long Chen's brothers had finally stimulated Long Chen's true nature.
He had not used the word 'old man' in a long time.
Being insulted by such a weak junior, Yang Ningfeng's face immediately turned green. The people beside him quickly moved away. At this moment, Yang Ningfeng's body was already emitting a terrifying aura. His cold, angry, and blood-red eyes made the others feel a little afraid.