CHAPTER 30
Kneel down and beg for mercy
Long Bu was rather puzzled by Long Chen's words, but he still nodded in agreement.
The Long family kept everything about Long Chen a secret. Although the outside world still didn't know about Long Chen's strength, the younger generation of the Long family had long since followed Long Chen's lead and revered him.
After Long Bu went on stage, Gu Jun from the Gu Family suddenly sneered and said in a deep voice, "I didn't expect that there would be someone from the Long Family who can go on stage. However, you, a guy who just stepped into the 4th level of the Mortal Martial Realm, want to fight with me?"
"Cut the crap, let's fight!"
Although Long Bu shouted this, he thought of Long Chen's words and kept a lookout.
When Gu Jun saw that it was someone from the Long Family, his eyes were filled with murderous intent. His body swayed, and the long sword in his hand turned into streaks of cold radiance that slashed towards Long Bu. The sound of air being sliced apart could be heard. Long Bu was not slow, and he blocked with his sword!
Puchi!
However, he immediately fell to the ground. Gu Jun's eyes were filled with murderous intent. He was about to slash his saber at Gu Jun's head.
But before he could finish, he heard Long Bu shout, "I admit defeat!"
Hmm?
Before Gu Jun could make a second move, he heard Long Bu admitting defeat. He could only snort coldly and say, "The Long Clan is indeed weak. You were just lucky in the Grand Competition of the Three Cities!"
Long Bu was covered in cold sweat. He glanced at Long Chen gratefully. The Grand Competition of the Three Cities did not restrict life and death. As long as the other side did not admit defeat, they could continue to fight.
If not for Long Chen's warning, he would have died in Gu Jun.
"I didn't expect Gu Jun to have reached the peak of the fourth level of the Mortal Martial Realm. Furthermore, he is so ruthless and wants to kill Long Bu before he can react!" Long Tianxing frowned and said in a deep voice.
Long Chen nodded and murmured, "I'm afraid it's not just the Gu family. The Li family will definitely do the same. The two families obviously want to kill as many of our Long family's core disciples as possible in the Grand Competition of the Three Cities."
…
Following Long Bu's admission of defeat, the results of the other battle stages were also announced. Apart from the Long Clan who lost to the Gu Clan from the same city, all the other battle stages of the Iron Mountain City's clan disciples actually ended in defeat.
However, no one was surprised. After all, Iron Mountain City had always ranked last in the Three Cities Competition. They were far inferior to Blood Red City and Fierce Tiger City.
Most of the people who went up on stage in the first round were nameless people, so the crowd was not interested. They focused all their attention on the information on the bulletin board, wanting to see who would go up on stage in the second round.
"Wei Cang is 22 years old and he's at the second level of the Spirit Martial Realm. He's one of the top 3 seeded contestants. Why am I so unlucky to have to face him?!"
"Blood Red City's Bai Linger! Heavens! She had reached the Spirit Martial Realm in the last Grand Competition of the Three Cities. Now a year has passed … I'd better admit defeat! "
"Haha, I'm lucky, I'm so lucky! My opponent is actually that trash from the Long family!"
…
Long Chen's name was also in the second round. He belonged to the third battle stage. His opponent was a Blood Red City's Wei Clan disciple who was at the fourth level of the Mortal Martial Realm.
As Long Chen stepped onto the third battle stage, the other battle stages had already finished.
The disciples who encountered Wei Cang, Bai Linger, and Lin Feiyu all admitted defeat. They could only secretly curse their bad luck for encountering them on the first day.
"It's the Long family's young master. Among the major clans, only the Iron Mountain City's Long family's young master is participating in the Three Cities Competition for the first time. I didn't expect Wei Qing's luck to be so good … "Blood Red City's Wei Cang casually glanced at Long Chen as he walked down the stage.
"It's that trash from the Long family. The Long family is one of the four major clans of Iron Mountain City, but they actually have such a trash young master. Everyone in the Three Cities knows about this." A Wei Clan disciple also disdainfully said.
"Cousin Wei Qing is very respectful to the boss. If he is lucky enough to enter the top 100, he will definitely reward him."
… …
Not only did the Wei Clan's people look down on Long Chen, but even the other clans were secretly thinking that this Wei Clan's disciple was extremely lucky. After all, Long Chen's reputation as a trash was well known.
Only Lin Feiyu, who walked down from the second battle stage, shook his head and laughed. Previously, Long Chen killed Li Su with a single punch in the Sea Sky Trading Company. That kind of strength wasn't something that a person called trash could achieve.
Even Lin Feiyu was somewhat afraid of Long Chen.
On the battle stage, the Wei Clan disciple was extremely excited. He stared at Long Chen and said, "I originally thought that I wouldn't be able to pass the first round. I didn't expect to meet you. I'm really lucky. Are you going to admit defeat or let me beat you until you kneel down and beg for mercy? Haha …"
The top 100 of the Three Cities Competition would all receive some rewards. In other words, as long as he defeated Long Chen in the first round, he would be able to receive a few pills if he was lucky enough to be ranked behind in the second round.
Long Chen stared at this person and said with a playful smile, "It's better if you kneel down and beg for mercy …"
"Then don't blame me for being merciless!"
As the Wei Clan disciple sneered, he suddenly pounced towards Long Chen. As his fists intertwined, his cultivation of the 4th level of the Mortal Martial Realm was revealed without a doubt.
"Wei Clan's Meteor Punch. I think Long Chen won't even have the strength to admit defeat after this punch." Li Clan's Patriarch Li Kang, who was not far from Long Tianxing, sneered.
Long Tianxing didn't even look at him and said indifferently, "Be careful not to cut your tongue …"
Just as Long Tianxing's voice fell, the Wei Clan disciple on the stage flew out. His mouth was full of blood, his teeth were scattered, and a huge shoe print was particularly clear on his face.
"Are you going to kneel down and beg for mercy, or do you want me to beat you until you beg for mercy?" Long Chen slowly walked forward and said indifferently.
The Wei Clan disciple's eyes were dull, as if he couldn't believe that he had just been kicked in the face by Long Chen. He didn't even see it clearly. Then, as if he was unwilling to give up, he rushed out again.
Boom!
Another shoe print appeared on his face, and his whole body was heavily trampled on the ground.
Wu wu …
At this moment, he wanted to admit defeat, but he couldn't speak. His mouth was full of blood.
The surrounding people who were originally ridiculing Long Chen suddenly felt as if a fishbone was stuck in their throats. They stared strangely at the scene on the stage. Wei Cang's face was gloomy, and he said to Long Chen in a deep voice, "Your Excellency, don't be too greedy …"
"Greedy? Kneeling on the ground and begging for mercy was what he said himself. "Long Chen didn't comment.
The Wei Clan disciple was beaten dizzy by Long Chen. At this moment, how could he not understand that he wasn't lucky, but kicked an iron plate? He quickly knelt on the ground and kowtowed. At this moment, he couldn't make a sound. Even if Long Chen killed him, it would be in vain.
Seeing this person begging for mercy, Long Chen kicked him off the stage, but didn't take his life.
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