What's going on? It was as if Jiang Cheng had become a completely different person. Did I see wrongly? Did I hear wrongly?
Why don't I give you a slap and let you see if it's real or not?
The moment the voice fell, a slap was suddenly raised and slapped towards the face of the person who spoke.
Pa …
The sound resounded through the entire Martial Arts Tournament, and there was a moment of silence …
Lao Luo quickly got up. Don't lie on the ground, it's so unsightly. Jiang Cheng said to Lao Luo, who was on the ground. Because Meng Han had taken the opportunity to leave, Lao Luo's back was no longer under pressure.
Lao Luo supported one of his hands on the ground, and the other seemed to be dislocated. He couldn't exert any strength, and more importantly, he could clearly feel the waves of numbness brought by that hand.
What's going on? Why is it like this? Lao Luo fell into doubt, and his expression was especially ugly. Jiang Cheng seemed to have noticed the strange expression on Lao Luo's face.
Are you okay? Jiang Cheng slowly squatted down and leaned his head against Lao Luo's side as he asked.
There seems to be something wrong with my hand. If I don't treat it in time, I don't know what will happen. Jiang Cheng, you must save me.
Which hand? Is it this one? Jiang Cheng suddenly pointed at Lao Luo's unresponsive arm and asked.
That's right.
Lao Luo immediately sat on the ground, and his eyes were dry as he looked at the dislocated arm. His expression was unusually cold.
Bastard.
He actually crippled my hand.
Yes.
What should I do now?
He muttered to himself, but something unexpected happened. Someone kicked him from the back for no reason, and then ran away.
Who?
Lao Luo turned around abruptly. While he was questioning them, he looked at the people watching from the side. They all expressed that they didn't know anything.
But now, if even they didn't know, who would know what had happened?
The person who kicked you just now ran over there. A man stood up and answered. His eyes were dry as he looked into the distance. Then, he pointed his finger in the direction of the tunnel.
"Jiang Cheng, do you want to help me? They are all bullying me now." Lao Luo looked at Jiang Cheng bitterly. If Jiang Cheng could not help him now, he would probably be embarrassed now.
Alright, you should stop making a fuss. I'll bring you to the elder's area, and no one will dare to bully you.
Jiang Cheng lowered his head helplessly. In his opinion, Lao Luo was just a bad-tempered person with no skills at all.
In a place like the Martial Arts Competition, where heroes gathered, it was easy for Lao Luo to offend all kinds of people. Now, he obviously offended a group of people led by the fierce man with the green dragon tattoo.
Although Jiang Cheng said that he had no interaction with this group of people, he could clearly feel their burning and threatening aura when he lowered himself to stand beside them.
"But Jiang Cheng, you haven't helped me take revenge yet. Just now, a bastard kicked me. Don't you need to help me find him?" Lao Luo said angrily. If he didn't let Jiang Cheng help him now, then he would have no one to rely on in Shanghai.
This was the biggest trouble for Lao Luo. Although his World Bank territory had expanded to a very far place, in a relatively remote city like Shanghai, Lao Luo had no one to rely on.
Except for Jiang Cheng, it could be said that Lao Luo had nothing.
"I'll help you find that bastard later. Don't worry, now that the competition is about to start, you can crawl over and find a place to sit down." Jiang Cheng reminded and then faced the crowd.
He cleared his throat and said loudly, "Since you've all come to participate in the Lung Hing Society's Martial Arts Competition, then try your best. I promise, as long as you can do it, then I won't treat you unfairly, okay?
No problem.
I don't have any problem either. "
…
The crowd's voices lasted for a while. At this moment, Jiang Cheng turned around and glanced at them. Although he just asked Lao Luo to crawl back, he wasn't that stupid after all. The most important thing was that it was almost impossible for someone from the World Bank to crawl back.
"However, Lao Luo has returned to the elder's area, so I'm relieved. As long as he's not nearby, then he won't cause any trouble. "
Now that Lao Luo's safety was almost guaranteed, Jiang Cheng immediately announced, "Now, the Lung Hing Society's Martial Arts Competition officially begins, and the first contestant is Young Master Tang."
Now that Jiang Cheng had the identity of a host and a contestant, his footsteps were constantly approaching the stage of the Martial Arts Competition.
Because the moment he spoke, he had to go up to the stage.
Young Master Tang's opponent was the famous Lung Hing Society's Jiang Cheng.
Then, Jiang Cheng lightly stepped on the ground and jumped up at a high speed of one meter effortlessly.
When the surrounding people heard what Jiang Cheng said and saw Jiang Cheng's actions, they were instantly at a loss. They looked at each other and then at their companions.
When the people around them heard what Jiang Cheng said and saw his actions, they were at a loss. They looked at each other and then at their companions.
What's going on? The boss of the Dragon Guild is also participating in the Martial Arts Competition? Isn't this too strange?
I've never heard of such a thing before. What's going on? It's probably a last-minute arrangement to test the level of the contestants in the Martial Arts Competition.
I think it's also to test the contestants' level.
The crowd's discussion didn't disturb Jiang Cheng. He continued to say, "The two contestants are now in position. The competition will officially begin in ten minutes. Because I have to participate in the competition, I'll be the commentator this time. The audience can find a place to sit down and watch the fight on the stage. "
After Young Master Tang went up to the stage, he looked at Jiang Cheng with dry eyes. At first, he really hoped that he had misheard, but now it seemed that even pearls weren't that accurate.
Jiang Cheng, why are you here? I didn't agree to compete with you.
You didn't set this rule. I set it. Jiang Cheng said with a smile. It would be ridiculous if the boss of the Lung Hing Society didn't have any power in this aspect.
Speaking of which, the Rising Dragon Association was the organizer of the Martial Tournament this time. Their goal was to find outstanding elites, and they had to be very strong in terms of physical fitness.
From this point of view, Jiang Cheng could choose the second place of the Martial Arts Competition to join the Lung Hing Society. Anyway, this was the Lung Hing Society's test, so the decision was in their hands.
But I'm not ready yet. If I lose, it'll be unfair. Young Master Tang said angrily. At first, he had planned to kill all the contestants, but now that Jiang Cheng had appeared, it was almost impossible for him to kill all the contestants.
This is bad. What should I do? He murmured and then looked at Tang Minjia below the stage with dry eyes.
In fact, Young Master Tang didn't think of another thing. If Jiang Cheng hadn't changed the list at the last minute, Young Master Tang's final opponent would have been his sister, Tang Minjia, which was more serious for him.
If he fought with his own brother and sister, he might cause irreparable damage if he used too much force. If he used too little force, it wouldn't be like a competition at all.
In fact, your previous opponent was Tang Minjia. Do you know that? Jiang Cheng reminded Tang Minjia. He hoped that Tang Minjia could understand that he was not only doing this for his own good, but also for Young Master Tang's sake. He didn't want Young Master Tang to fight with his own brother and sister.
Well, Jiang Cheng, bring it on. I won't show any mercy. Young Master Tang adjusted his state. His tone was as if he could really defeat Jiang Cheng. The audience heard Young Master Tang's shameless words and sneered at him one by one.
Young Master Tang, I advise you to surrender as soon as possible. Do you still have a chance to win against Jiang Cheng?
I heard that Jiang Cheng is a master of the Lung Hing Society, and his strength ranks in the top ten in the world. You're just a rookie. Don't embarrass yourself on the stage.
Who will be the banker? I bet that Young Master Tang will lose. A man with gold earrings on his earlobes raised an emerald wrist and shouted.
At that moment, everyone focused their attention on the person who had just made the noise. They looked at the rich man and said disdainfully, "You're obviously trying to scam others out of their money. Don't think that I'll fall for it."
I won't be fooled either. You're treating us as fools, aren't you?
I think he's the fool. That idiot. "
…
The sound of discussion rose and fell. There were only five minutes left before the duel between Jiang Cheng and Young Master Tang. Jiang Cheng had nothing to do, so he looked at the focus of the discussion.
The rich man had gold earrings on his earlobes. Jiang Cheng really didn't want to take another look at his outfit.
Even if he was rich, there was no need to dress up so ugly, right? Jiang Cheng said with a smile. He felt that this rich and overbearing man was only rich and had no aesthetic ability at all.
Jiang Cheng couldn't help but hang his head and sigh. He had money but didn't know how to spend it. What an idiot …
In the next second, Jiang Cheng couldn't stand it anymore. He turned to look at Young Master Tang, but something unexpected happened. Young Master Tang actually ran in his direction.
Young Master Tang, what do you want …
While Jiang Cheng was speaking, Young Master Tang covered Jiang Cheng's mouth with one hand and murmured, "That rich man seems to be Zhao Hai from the Lung Hing Society. What is he doing here dressed up like this?
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