919: C919 Ye Long Vs Yang Biao

C919 Ye Long Vs Yang Biao

However, when Chen Xiaochen saw Jiang Feifan's action, he immediately showed a firm expression, as if he was begging Jiang Feifan.

After that, Jiang Feifan couldn't do anything about it. He stretched out his hand towards Chen Xiaochen, and a gratified smile appeared on his face as he looked at Jiang Feifan.

After Chen Xiaochen understood what Jiang Feifan meant, he stretched out his hand and grabbed Chen Xiaochen's hand. Jiang Feifan pulled Chen Xiaochen up from the bed and they rushed to the competition venue together.

When Jiang Feifan and Chen Xiaochen arrived at the competition venue, Ye Loong and Yang Biao were still immersed in the small talk and did not make a move for a long time.

"Ye Loong, I really did not expect to see you again at the Martial Arts Conference, and we are standing here as opponents."

"That's right, Brother Biao. I never expected that you would give up on your hotel business and specially come to the capital to participate in the Martial Arts Conference."

"When we have time later, let's go out and have a good drink together. No one can find a reason to run away today. Hahaha. "

"Definitely, definitely. Brother Biao is so generous with his invitation. Later, call my boss over. Let's have a good gathering."

When they heard Ye Loong and Yang Biao chatting on stage, the audience below the stage expressed their dissatisfaction.

"Are you still going to fight or not? We're not here to watch you guys chat. Hurry up and attack. Stop wasting time here."

"That's right. These two people came to the martial arts seminar to chat. They don't respect the seminar at all. Hurry up and get out of here."

Ye Loong heard that the audience had some opinions about them. It was as if he did not intend to bother with them at all. He continued chatting with Yang Biao.

However, that wasn't what Yang Biao was thinking at the moment. He suddenly put on the posture of preparing to fight and said to Ye Loong.

"It's about time for the small talk. It's time for me to see if your skills have grown in these few years."

After saying that, Yang Biao raised his fist and rushed towards Ye Loong. Seeing that Yang Biao had already launched his attack, Ye Loong was ready to attack.

He saw Ye Loong dodge Yang Biao's punch sideways, then he stretched out his hand and grabbed the arm of Yang Biao's punch.

After that, Ye Loong clenched his fist with his other hand and swung it towards Yang Biao's waist.

When Yang Biao saw Ye Loong's movement, he couldn't help but smile in relief. Then, he jumped and spun in the air, dodging Ye Loong's attack.

After that, Yang Biao extended a leg and kicked towards Ye Loong's abdomen.

Due to Yang Biao's fast speed, Ye Loong didn't have time to react in time. He simply stretched out both of his hands and barely blocked Yang Biao's kick.

However, Yang Biao's attack was too heavy. This caused Ye Loong to retreat dozens of steps before stopping.

But to be honest, Ye Loong and Yang Biao were soldiers after all. They had received a certain amount of combat training, so in terms of skills, the two of them were equally matched.

After a dozen minutes of continuous attacks, Yang Biao and Ye Loong both knelt on the ground and breathed heavily.

However, Ye Loong had followed Jiang Feifan everywhere and had faced many powerful enemies. His physical fitness had long since changed from the past.

However, as the boss of the hotel, Yang Biao had made endless contributions to the profits of the hotel every day, and his physical fitness would naturally drop by a lot.

Yang Biao, who had completely exhausted his physical strength, looked at Ye Loong, who was standing up from the ground. He helplessly lowered his head and said to the judge,

"Referee! I admit defeat! Ye Loong, you are indeed worthy of being a follower of Boss Jiang. Your physical strength and ability are already above mine. I admit defeat in this match."

Just as the referee announced that the winner of this match was Ye Loong, Yang Biao had already left the arena.

At this moment, Chen Xiaochen, who was sitting next to Jiang Feifan, only had one opinion about this match, and that was that he was a little bored.

When Jiang Feifan heard Chen Xiaochen say that this match was too boring, he didn't say anything. He just shook his head at him, indicating that he didn't agree with him.

After all, Ye Loong and Yang Biao were just ordinary people. They didn't know how to use internal energy or magic, so it was already very shocking that these two people could fight in such a way.2

After Ye Loong left the stage, it was followed by the duel between Jiang Feifan and Wan Xiaoming. No matter how tired Ye Loong was, he had to take a good look at his boss's match.

Naturally, Chen Xiaochen would not miss Jiang Feifan's match, so he rushed to Jiang Feifan's stage early and found a good seat to sit down.

After a while, the match between Jiang Feifan and Wan Xiaoming officially began.

Jiang Feifan walked into the arena from where he entered, but the opponent still hadn't arrived. This made Jiang Feifan somewhat puzzled.

Everyone present waited silently for a few minutes, but Wan Xiaoming still did not come to the arena. This made many people disappointed.

Just as the referee was about to announce that the winner was Jiang Feifan, a person suddenly walked in from where he entered the arena.

Jiang Feifan thought it was Wan Xiaoming, so he stretched out his hand to signal the judge to wait for a while before announcing. Immediately, everyone's eyes were focused on the person hiding in the darkness.

When the person called Wan Xiaoming walked out of the darkness, Jiang Feifan was suddenly stunned because he realized that this Wan Xiaoming was not real.

First of all, Wan Xiaoming was an illusionist. He would not use a black portal to enter the arena.

Secondly, Wan Xiaoming was such a simple person. His appearance would not be so complicated. Moreover, he knew Jiang Feifan himself, so he would not keep them in suspense.

Thinking of this, Jiang Feifan showed a look of disdain at him and then asked him,

"Hey! Why did you pretend to be Wan Xiaoming to participate in the martial arts seminar? Moreover, your imitation is too unqualified. It's not suitable for you to perform. "

The person who disguised himself as Wan Xiaoming heard Jiang Feifan's words and could not help but laugh heartily. He replied to Jiang Feifan.

"Hahaha, you must be the Jiang Feifan of Hidden Dragon Group. I have been looking forward to meeting you for a long time."

"Since you have seen through me, I have nothing to hide anymore. However, I am curious how you managed to see through me with just a glance."

After saying that, the man who disguised himself as Wan Xiaoming revealed his true identity. He was a short man.

However, from his appearance, he looked like a seventeen or eighteen year old child. He had short silver hair and his eyes were translucent. He looked very mysterious.

However, in Jiang Feifan's eyes, he was just a kid who had nothing better to do at home and came to join the martial arts seminar. He did not even take him seriously.

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