Chapter 3729
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With his strength, there was probably no one on the stage who was a match for him! He couldn't help but glance at the other City Lords. Which one did he want to challenge?
On the stage, the two figures fought fiercely. Fierce air currents whistled. Although there was no murderous intent in their moves, neither of them wanted to miss this once-in-five-years opportunity. Both of them displayed their special skills without any protection, trying their best to fight.
The other people who were waiting to go on stage were all watching the two of them fight, because the winner was very likely to be their opponent. They naturally wouldn't miss this opportunity to observe their opponent.
However, after a dozen or so moves, one of them was sent flying by the other's fists. He spat out a mouthful of blood and rolled off the stage.
"Fourth Master!"
"Fourth Brother!"
The clansman of the middle-aged man who rolled off the stage exclaimed and quickly went forward to help him up. "Fourth Brother, how are you? Are you alright? "
The middle-aged man wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and shook his head at the clansman. Then, he looked at the middle-aged man on the stage and cupped his hands. "The Cheng Family Fist is indeed worthy of its reputation. I accept my loss wholeheartedly."
"Thank you for letting me win." On the stage, the middle-aged man cupped his hands in return. After glancing at the people below the stage, he walked to the side and sat down.
Once the two of them had decided who was better, the second pair went up. After the two of them bowed to each other on the stage, their figures moved as fast as ghosts and attacked each other in an instant.
The crowd watched and discussed. "The winner is the head of the Cheng Family. The Cheng Family Fist Technique is famous far and wide. I heard that the head of the Cheng Family comprehended a set of Vajra Fist Technique some time ago. It's as strong as a mountain and has extremely strong inner strength."
"The head of the Cheng Family is a hot favorite this time. Even the bets have been set up. He's a popular candidate to enter the top four."
"The others aren't weak either. Look at that one. That's the leader of the number one mercenary group, Jin Yifeng. And that one over there. Although he's a rogue cultivator, he's known as the Swift Sword Venerable, Shadowless Sword Venerable. And that one … All of them are top-notch figures."
"That's for sure. Our Spirit Immortal City is one of the top cities. If they weren't top-notch figures, how could they be the City Lords of the four districts?"
Just as everyone was talking, another winner was decided on the stage. Another group of people went up to continue.
In the loft, Fengjiu glanced at the people below the stage and narrowed her eyes, intending to take a break before watching again. In fact, she already knew who would emerge victorious in the end. Although these people were strong, in order to compete for the position of City Lord, in addition to strength, they also needed luck.
Why did he say that? This was because if there was someone who could fight with the previous City Lord and even have a chance to win, but that person just had to face Qi Kang, then it would naturally be a waste of time.
Leng Hua and the others watched from the top of the pavilion. The matches continued until it was Qi Kang's turn. His opponent was the mercenary commander.
Even though Qi Kang was younger than him, the mercenary leader didn't underestimate him. After sizing him up, he cupped his hands and bowed. "Please!"
Qi Kang returned the greeting. In the next moment, the two figures moved at the same time. Their fists and palms collided, and their spiritual power surged.
"Yunhe, do you know this person called Qi Kang?" The elder at the side took a sip of tea and asked.
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