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Loong Teng did not care about the girl at all. He continued to look at the boy. Only then did everyone heave a sigh of relief.

He ran with all his might, but still managed to catch up with the slave owner. He was panting heavily. Loong Teng sighed in his heart. Sigh, this child's body is too weak. Can a long-term malnourished body get better?

Loong Teng turned into a ray of light and disappeared on the spot. The next moment, he appeared before the slave owner. The owner of the slave saw Loong Teng who suddenly appeared, and was shocked and immediately stopped in his tracks. She looked at Loong Teng with a face filled with fear.

"This … Senior, please forgive me for my relationship with you." The slave owner kneeled on the ground with tears streaming down his face.

"Oh, what do we have to do with each other?" Loong Teng said playfully. Loong Teng cursed in his heart. What does that have to do with you? Fuck you.

"Well, didn't you say that I bought dozens of slaves? I also gave you a preferential price. " The slave owner thought there was hope for survival. He quickly said. There was a hint of happiness in his voice.

"That's a business deal, a business deal. "However, it can still be considered as a form of friendship." Loong Teng said impatiently. Loong Teng cursed in his heart. You are here to start a relationship, why didn't you come here when those horsemen were still here just now?

By this time, the boy had caught up. However, he was too tired. His hands rested on his knees as he gasped for breath. The flaming eyes never left the slave master. The hand holding the dagger was lifted from his knee. He took another deep breath. Stand up straight. Step by step, he walked towards the slave owner.

The slave owner felt conflicted as he watched the boy walk towards him step by step. The child was the man's subordinate. If I hurt him, he wouldn't spare me. But if he didn't, he might have died at the hands of that little beast. Damn it, thirty-six is the best.

"Then, Senior, I'll take my leave first." Then, he hurriedly stood up and prepared to leave.

"You're not allowed to leave." The boy looked at the slave master like an angry wolf. It turned out that he was so tired that he could only walk. Due to his anger, he had turned into running. Although the owner of the slave wasn't an expert, he was still a First Level of Saint. How could he let a child who didn't know any martial arts hurt him? With a slight movement, he dodged the boy's dagger. The boy missed and fell to the ground, taking a bite of mud. It could be because he had fallen too hard that he was unable to move while lying on the ground.

"Did I let you go?" Loong Teng's cold voice came out. The owner of the slave shivered, terrified. He fell to his knees with a thump. After continuously kowtowing, his forehead had already turned red. From this, it could be seen how good the slave owner's grasp was. He kowtowed loudly, but did not injure his own forehead. For him, this skill was already very proficient. This was without hundreds of practice, it was impossible to reach this level.

"We can dispense with the death penalty, but we will not be able to escape the punishment for our crimes." When the slave owner heard Loong Teng's words, he felt relieved that he would be able to avoid death. However, he couldn't help but become nervous. Just how would he torture himself? The slave owner's heart was pounding.

A large group of people ran over here and watched the scene. The woman glared fiercely at Loong Teng. Go up to where the boy fell and help him up. He patted the dirt off the boy's body. The boy looked at the woman with lightning in his eyes. Soon, however, he turned his eyes to the slave master.

"Whether or not you can survive, will be up to you," Loong Teng slowly said, pointing a finger at the boy, "You and him can have a duel. If you lose, he will decide whether you live or die. If you win, you can leave. "

Everyone did not understand Loong Teng's thoughts. Wasn't this obviously letting the slave owner escape? These people were angry with their slave owners. Lina was equally puzzled. The lady looked at Loong Teng with anger. The slave owner was very happy. Dueling with a child, isn't this making it clear that you will let me go? The slave owner was overjoyed.

Loong Teng ignored her. Loong Teng walked over to the boy's side and gently said: "Man, if you have a grudge, you have to take it on yourself. "Do you know?" "Right." The boy nodded heavily. His hand could not help but grip the dagger tightly.

"Thank you, senior. Thank you, senior." The owner of the slave kept talking while knocking on the door.

"No need to thank me. You might not even win." Loong Teng said coldly. He didn't even look at the owner of the slave. The slave owner said to himself, I won't win against a child. What do you think I am?

"For the sake of fairness, you are not allowed to use dou qi." Loong Teng pointed at the owner of the slave, then came over to the owner of the slave. With a flash of silver light, the slave owner's Cultivation Level was sealed inside Loong Teng's body.

The slave owner thought to himself, "Hmph, even if I don't use any battle-qi …" Am I still afraid of a child who hasn't grown any hair? A look of disdain flashed across his eyes. The hearts of the surrounding onlookers also felt much better.

"Hmm, it seems to be unfair. You're an adult, and he's a child. "Yes, it's unfair." Loong Teng muttered to himself, as he couldn't help but to hold on to his mask.

"Tell me, what do I need to do to be fair?" Loong Teng looked at the crowd. Everyone became excited when Loong Teng asked. The woman couldn't help but smile happily. The main reason was that Loong Teng was not going to release the owner of the slave, nor was he going to make things difficult for the boy. It was as if he was playing tricks on the slave owner. Her eyes could not help but look at Loong Teng, with a trace of doubt in her eyes. The woman actually disliked the slave owner. She had suffered a lot at the owner's place.

The slave owner felt bitter in his heart. It was hard for him to escape this punishment. She looked at Loong Teng with a pleading look, obviously knowing that it was useless.

The group of people started to voice out their opinions.

"Let him run first. When he can't run anymore and doesn't have any strength left, then let him fight with that little brother." "One of them said in a loud voice." "No, it's not fair to him." Loong Teng said. When the owner of the slave heard this, he thought Loong Teng was doing it for the fairness of the duel. He heaved a sigh of relief once more. Fair duel. After all, he still had a little taboo. The lady looked at Loong Teng, puzzled. She did not know what Loong Teng was planning.

"I wonder what other brilliant ideas you have." Loong Teng continued to ask.

"Why don't we chop off his arms and legs?" "A voice sounded." "No, he doesn't even have hands or feet. What kind of duel is he going to use?" Loong Teng said in dissatisfaction.

"He can still use his head." "The one who made the suggestion said again." "Eh, that's a good suggestion." Loong Teng seemed to have found something good as he said in surprise. The slave-owner had already cursed all eighteen generations of the ancestors of the person who had suggested the proposal in his heart.

"No, no." "The slave owner said repeatedly." "Why not?" Loong Teng pretended to ask.

"This … this …" The master of the slave was here all this time. He didn't know why. The slave owner's face was extremely ugly to behold.