"The game is over, you both go down." Fang Yi was slowly walking towards the top of the boxing world, touching his chin with a few strands of white mustache.

"This, this is too damn boring, right? The game has just begun, you asked them to stop? What does this old guy want to do?"

"Yes! This old bastard is sick. Even if someone else beats him to death or gets disabled in the game, he doesn't care about it and pretends to be nothing. What? Now that the dragon group king Long Tianya has come out, he actually told others not to fight?"

At this time, the masters in the boxing world who participated in the selection competition expressed their dissatisfaction with Fang Yizheng, but no one dared to say anything. They could only recite it silently, or they would whisper and scold the old guy Fang Yizheng for being shameless.

"Mah, bastard! I want to see who is better than this young man or the king of the Dragon Group. It's really disappointing!"

Someone below cursed angrily.

But Fang Yizheng in the boxing world disagreed. He closed his eyes and looked very slick. His tender and smooth face was smoother than a child's skin, and his face was full of playful smiles.

If Long Zaitian hadn't reminded him in advance and asked him to help Lin Zifeng at the most critical moment, otherwise with the unscrupulous old man's character, he would have really wanted to see if this young man who even Long Zaitian was very concerned about could fight against Long Tianya, the king of the Dragon Group!

Unfortunately, after the old man suddenly stopped, there were almost constant shouting and scolding from below. Anyway, Fang Yi was already quite thick-skinned, so he didn't care about these things at all.

From beginning to end, this old guy likes to close his eyes and looks very similar to Guan Gong on TV. Guan Gong is famous for killing people when he opens his eyes. I guess this unscrupulous old man is not much better than Guan Gong.

Long Tianya didn't say anything. Since Fang Yi was asking for a stop, he didn't continue.

Anyway, he was also the old man in the Dragon Group who came to test Lin Zifeng, so there was no need to have murderous intentions for a temporary temper.

"The ghost hand, which ranks eighth on the Mountain and River List, has been killed by this young man. Is there anyone else to challenge him now?"

Fang Yi was squinting his eyes and smiling at everyone under the boxing world.

But no one answered him except for the insults.

"Is anyone else going to challenge him?"

Fang Yizheng asked again.

There was still no movement below for a long time, and everyone's face was very exciting.

Even Long Tianya, the king of the Dragon Group, dares to challenge him, and the genius is willing to touch his brows.

"Oh?! No one has ever challenged me anymore. So the eighth quarterfinal in the new round of the Mountain and River List belongs to this little baby?" In the boxing world, Fang Yi was touching his chin, frowned with a smile, and looked like a smile.

"Is there really no one challenging it anymore?" Fang Yizheng made another statement in order to confirm.

“…”

In the boxing world, Lin Zifeng was also amused and laughed at this unscrupulous old man, but this dragon group king Long Tianya is indeed strong enough!

Until now, his arms still feel numb, and all the clothes on his arms are crushed by his opponent.

This perverted guy can obviously use his fist to get angry and hurt people!

The energy produced by practicing martial arts to the extreme is indeed a bit terrifying to hurt people! How much internal energy does this require?

Even Lin Zifeng may not be able to achieve the energy of boxing so far, right?

"No one has challenged me now. Can you continue to challenge the top seven masters of Shanhe?" At this time, Fang Yi was scanning the bottom, and then swept his eyes to Lin Zifeng again and asked with a smile.

"No, I'm really tired today. I'm afraid I'm powerless. Let's challenge you when your strength increases greatly in the future." Lin Zifeng bowed and said that he would no longer challenge the seven experts on the mountain and river list above.

This is exactly what Fang Yizheng means. You should know that all the experts on the Shanhe List are under the control of the CIA. No one hurts will do the CIA.

As for that ghost hand, Long Nobi-Tian wouldn't care about such a waste.

"Okay, no one has challenged this little kid in the selection of the Mountain River List today. Then I announce that from now on, he will be the quarterfinals of the Mountain River List in the new generation!"

Unexpectedly, Fang Yizheng had just finished speaking, and the masters under the boxing world stretched out their middle fingers with contempt, expressing their dissatisfaction.

Seeing that his mission was completed, Long Tianya had unknowingly disappeared from the boxing world.

At this time, in the backstage of the boxing world, Long Zaitian and the Dragon Group were heading shoulder to shoulder, and walked towards the boxing world with a smile.

Seeing that Long Zaitian was coming, referee Fang Yi quickly gave up his position and stood aside without saying a word.

Long Zaitian smiled like a kind old man.

After taking the stage, he grabbed Lin Zifeng, who was about to leave the stage, with his face full of warmth.

"Boy, from today on, you will be the eighth place in the new generation of mountain and river list, and you will also be the youngest one in the mountain and river list." While speaking, he did not forget to throw two glances at Lin Zifeng and signaled that Lin Zifeng would make a speech about winning.

Lin Zifeng also looked at him with amusement and tears, just nodded, and didn't say much.

"Let me introduce you to you. This is Mr. Meng, the helm of the Dragon Group. I think you should know the secrets of the Chinese Dragon Group, right?" Long Zaitian deliberately put his mouth close to Lin Zifeng's ear.

But Lin Zifeng looked at the old man next to Long Zaitian who was not angry and powerful.

Thin lips, sword eyebrows, smart eyes, and not tall, but they give people an extremely majestic atmosphere. Just standing in front of Lin Zifeng, the thin and petite body emits an unfathomable charm.

Even Lin Zifeng could clearly feel the old man's seemingly vicissitudes of life but his strength was as strong as Long Zaitian!

I know what level this old guy's strength has reached, but compared with his master, the old man in the Dark Prison, he is indeed much worse. He is not comparable at the same level.

"Oh-So it's the legendary Chinese dragon group!"

Lin Zifeng opened his mouth, with a little complimentary expression and a little shocked, but in fact he thought to himself: I know nothing! At most, I only know that there is a CIA in China. I have never heard of the Chinese Dragon Group before in my life abroad. Besides, Lin Zifeng was not very awesome in Tianmen five years ago.

"You might as well be cursing Mr. Meng. Maybe you can see that you understand human affairs, and maybe you will give me a chance." Long Zaitian patted his shoulder and instigated him.

Well……

Lin Zifeng was stunned, the huge pain from his arms made his face look pale.

"Hand is okay?"

Before Lin Zifeng could speak, this legendary figure in the dragon group asked Lin Zifeng's bleeding arms kindly.

"Thank you Mr. Meng for your concern, this is all a trivial matter." Lin Zifeng was also ready to deal with it, and answered him almost without a smile.

"It's fine. I'm in Yanjing. If you have any problems in the future, you can come to me at any time."

"It must be." Lin Zifeng nodded.

"I, can I step down?" Lin Zifeng glanced at Long Zaitian who was smiling aside.

"Wait a moment, I need you to do me a favor." Long Zaitian narrowed his eyes, almost becoming a slit.

"What's the busy thing?" Lin Zifeng said in surprise. Looking at his tone, it seems that nothing good is right.
Chapter completed!