On the other side, Ji Dong and Ye Hong finally stood in the center of the ring.
Ji Dong's expression at this time was no longer as indifferent as when he first arrived.
Leng Feng's stunning performance shocked even him, the head coach of the Ji family.
As for Ye Hong, who could make Leng Feng so respectful, his strength would not be much worse.
He concentrated on looking at Ye Hong, and a majestic aura flowed out of him.
This is the unique momentum of ancient martial arts masters, and it is one of the killer moves developed by Ji Dong!
In the past days, some ordinary people even collapsed on the spot because they could not withstand Ji Dong's momentum.
"Comparing momentum? Who is afraid of who?"
Ye Hong felt Ji Dong's provocation, curved his mouth, and unleashed his mastery-level aura.
"boom!"
The momentum that was about to turn into reality suddenly erupted from Ye Hong, like a monster that swallowed the sky and the earth, and rushed towards Ji Dong.
Ji Dong's pupils shrank, and he felt a pair of invisible hands pushing him.
He moved his steps, and just as he was about to retreat, his heart suddenly jumped.
"You can't retreat! If you retreat, you will lose!"
Ji Dong gritted his teeth and swallowed this invisible attack.
But at this moment, his breath was already disordered.
There was a fishy taste in his mouth, but some blood oozed from his throat.
Ji Dong's eyes became even colder.
Before the competition even started, he was injured!
As the saying goes, insiders watch the door, while laymen watch the excitement.
Don't look at the fight between the two, it's extremely dangerous, but outsiders can't see it at all.
They only saw Ye Hong and Ji Dong standing calmly in the middle of the field, and they were immediately confused.
"Should we fight or not?"
"Oh, it's not as beautiful as the one just now!"
And while the two were secretly fighting, two people were standing silently under the shade of a tree on the opposite road, unnoticed by anyone, observing the activities in front of the nightclub from a high position.
The leader, an old man with white hair and a childish face, was wearing a simple white long coat. Standing there, he had the vague demeanor of an outsider.
Behind him, a handsome middle-aged man wearing the same black coat was holding up a coat and asked the old man with concern: "Father, it's cold, can you put on more clothes?"
The old man shook his head decisively and refused: "Jiang Zheng, my heart is cold. Even a few clothes are not enough."
The middle-aged man in the black coat is naturally Jiang Zheng, the eldest son of the Jiang family.
And the identity of the old man is also ready to be revealed—Jiang Guchan, the head of the Jiang family, one of the three ancient families in Bailu City.
Ever since Jiang Yu brought the tea and cakes for the night meal to Jiang Guchan last time, Jiang Guchan had spent all these days studying those two things.
He searched through ancient prescriptions, but could not find anything similar to the secret recipes in those two things.
He even did not hesitate to invite friends from the ancient medical field to participate in the research, but he could only analyze half of the prescription.
As for the remaining half, it cannot be cracked no matter what.
Discouraged, Jiang Guchan finally put down his posture and chose to meet in person the mysterious young man who invented those two things - Ye Hong.
But he didn't expect that as soon as he arrived at the beach, he would see everyone from the Ji family coming to challenge Ye Hong.
For a moment, Jiang Guchan stopped and observed both sides with interest.
Hearing Jiang Guchan say some nonsense again, Jiang Zheng rolled his eyes and curled his lips.
Jiang Guchan seemed to be able to feel Jiang Zheng's expression behind him, shook his head, and sighed: "Jiang Zheng, I will test your eyesight for my father.
Which side do you think will win now? "
(End of chapter)