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A night passed, and a new day arrived.

The martial arts arena was in an uproar. The audience was in an abnormal state of excitement, pushing the competition to its climax.

The contestants who had obtained the qualification to participate in the finals entered the stage one after another. The first was Sima Xuan. He was still dressed like yesterday, wearing a pair of loose white pants, revealing the muscular body of his upper body. He slowly walked to the arena and waved to the fans who supported him on both sides of the arena. He had a smile on his face and was as relaxed and happy as the spring wind.

Xiao Long was in the resting room waiting for a summon, when he suddenly received a call from Ah Long.

"Xiaolong, although I can't support you on the spot, I will watch the live broadcast. You must be careful, using your strength to defeat that little bastard, and give him a painful face-off in front of tens of thousands of spectators!"

"I will, don't worry." "I'm going to be on stage soon. Let's do it this way." With that said, he bid farewell to Ah Long, hung up and placed the phone back into the storage box.

"Next, we invite the second participant, Li Xiaolong, to come up!" The loudspeakers at the venue announced loudly.

When Xiao Long was summoned, the cheers of the audience lessened, but those who supported him betted on his victory. And those who supported him, were pathetically few, naturally not as impressive as when Sima Xuan had appeared.

Xiao Long did not care about the audience's reactions, he focused all of his attention onto Sima Xuan who was standing on stage. He only had one goal, and that was to defeat Sima Xuan!

The contestants took their positions and stood in the arena of the finals. Just as the judge was about to raise his hand to announce the start of the competition, Sima Xuan made a gesture: "Wait!" Then he walked slowly toward the dragon.

Xiao Long could not figure out what Sima Xuan was trying to do, so he could not help but be on guard.

Sima Xuan smiled eerily at Xiao Long, and said: "Don't be nervous, I just want to tell you something."

Xiao Long said, "If you have something to say, just say it. Why are you trying to be mysterious?"

Sima Xuan said: "It's enough for you to know about this alone." He whispered in his ear, "I have your woman."

Hearing that, Xiao Long was immediately shocked, like a bolt of lightning, and then calmed down and said: "You're lying, she's not in Dragon Gate at all." He naturally knew that Sima Xuan was referring to Lan Muyu, but he had personally sent Muyu back to the continent, so his heart was a little more at ease.

"Of course I know. It's a pity that I found her in He Wen city." Sima Xuan said faintly.

"You sent someone to follow me?" Xiao Long gritted his teeth as he spoke.

"I just want a 100% chance of winning, do you understand?" Sima Xuan said.

"You're so despicable!" Xiao Long couldn't wait to give Sima Xuan a punch, but he was forced to do so by Sima Xuan and he still had a little less worry in his heart.

"Alright, I've said everything I need to say. Let's begin!" Sima Xuan took a few steps back and nodded to the judge at his side.

"Begin!" With the command of the referee, a clear and bright bell sounded and the match officially began.

Sima Xuan immediately rushed forward and quickly punched towards Xiao Long's left cheek.

The little dragon clearly saw the path of the fist. He could have easily dodged it, but he did not dodge or evade it. Instead, he took the blow head on.

Sima Xuan showed no mercy and threw out another two punches. He then gave Xiao Long a roundhouse kick and knocked him down to the ground.

At this time, the audience was in an uproar, the spectators were all extremely excited, they all shouted out Sima Xuan's name, making them feel like this was a one-sided battle.

"Get up, get up!" Sima Xuan waved his hands, and said to Xiao Long in a soft voice: "Play a good show for me, I want to win beautifully, don't play dead cat, beating you up like this is not fun at all."

Xiao Long slowly crawled up, staring at Sima Xuan angrily, he suddenly threw a punch straight at Sima Xuan.

"It's too slow!" Sima Xuan took a step back to avoid the attack, and then kicked the back of the dragon.

Xiao Long staggered, losing his balance, and fell back to the ground.

Cheers erupted from the audience again, and a commotion broke out in the hall.

Ah Long was lying on the bed, seeing the scene on TV, he could not help but punch him hard on the bed: "Quickly retaliate! "Brat, what are you doing?"

Xiao Long naturally wanted to teach Sima Xuan a lesson, but in his heart, he couldn't let Muyu go, so he didn't dare to rashly attack. Gradually, he had already made the determination to lose for sure, in order to ensure Muyu's safety.

Sima Xuan shook his head lightly, walked up to the little dragon and grabbed him by the face, saying: "You aren't going to fight back right? Then let's just wait and see how it goes! " With that, he knelt on the belly of the little dragon, repeating the same words over and over again. He crashed into the little dragon for a while, and then punched him in the face again. After a fierce beating, a kick flew out, landing right on the dragon's lower jaw. The power of this soaring kick was extraordinary. It sent the dragon flying into the air and then heavily fell to the ground, spitting out blood.

The little dragon had completely lost all will to fight. It almost gave up and didn't intend to stand up again.

The referee was still counting down. "Ten, nine, eight …"

Just then, Long Haochen heard a familiar female voice, "Xiaolong … Are you all right? "

Xiao Long looked towards the direction of the voice, he saw that at the very front of the stage stood a elegantly dressed black clothed female, a pair of eyes as clear as water looking at him, with eyes filled with love and anticipation, it was Cai Shangji.

"Xiaolong, get up! I am here to watch you win, not to watch you get beaten up. You promised me that you would win! " Cai Shangji said from the bottom of her heart.

Xiao Long's spirit was lifted and his fighting spirit was instantly restored.

By the time the referee counted to two, Xiaolong had already stood up.

"That's right. There's no point in determining the victor so quickly. Come, let's fight again!" Sima Xuan waved his hand towards Xiao Long, making a provocative gesture.

Xiao Long clenched his fist and in the blink of an eye, he moved two or three steps forward as he raised his right leg and kicked horizontally. In an instant, his right foot was less than three inches away from Sima Xuan's abdomen.

Seeing that his kick was going to hit, Sima Xuan dodged it, and was almost hit. But, Xiao Long had already calculated Sima Xuan's dodging route, this attack had a large backup plan. But after seeing that the dragon's attack failed, following that, his body drooped and his right leg turned back like a fierce tiger, sweeping across Sima Xuan's lower body.

These two moves were incomparably fast, and were completed in one go. Sima Xuan ignored them and heavily smashed him to the ground.

Xiao Long made a provocative move towards Sima Xuan, waving his hand at him: "Get up, quickly get up!"

Sima Xuan fell to the ground, landing quite heavily. Forcefully enduring the pain in his back, he jumped up and said with a stern face, "Is it true? Let me see how capable you are! " Finishing his words, he raised his fist and threw it at Xiao Long.

The two battled back and forth, constantly attacking and clashing. The battle was extremely intense, and the spectators below the stage held their breaths as they watched, afraid that they would miss out on an exciting moment.

After ten rounds, there was still no difference between victory and defeat. The more Sima Xuan fought, the more brave he became. Because of the heavy injuries on Xiao Long, his strength had been decreased and his speed had slowed down slightly. He was not paying attention at all and got hit on the left side of his face with a heavy punch. He took the chance when Sima Xuan made his move, his right leg flying out and kicked at Sima Xuan's waist. It was a pity that this kick did not cause Sima Xuan much damage, but instead stimulated his fighting spirit and increased his speed and strength. In the blink of an eye, he had already unleashed two punches, one on Xiao Long's forehead and one on his chest. Xiao Long only felt a wave of dizziness followed by a violent vibration in his body. However, he was kicked in the chest and was no longer able to support his body as he staggered and fell backwards.

"Your martial arts are just like that. You're finished!" Sima Xuan raised his upper jaw, looked down at the fallen little dragon, and showed a thumbs up gesture.

Xiao Long was unwilling to give up. He hit the ground and got up.

"Your willpower isn't bad, but it's a pity that your martial arts is a bit lacking. You won't be able to beat me." Sima Xuan shook his head and sighed at the little dragon.

Xiao Long only replied with a gaze from Sima Xuan that was as cold as ice and the killing intent on his face was extremely dense. He clapped his hands and started to walk in a strange manner. No one paid attention to Xiao Long's weird footsteps, other than Ah Long who was watching the battle on the television.

"He's here, he's here. This is the feeling, he's finally going to exert himself." Ah Long was extremely excited, he muttered: "Beat that bastard up, don't be polite with me!"

Sima Xuan also seemed to have noticed something. He shifted his gaze down, looking at Xiao Long's legs that were moving, and then raised his eyes and said: "Come! Let me see your true strength. "

Xiao Long did not back off at all and continued to fight on. He was the first to launch a series of kicks, and even though they were all blocked by Sima Xuan, he was still extremely lethal, his aura like a mountain.

The dragon unleashed another round of attacks, and when Sima Xuan attacked back, he also retaliated with his legs. His movements were quick and violent, focused on attacking the vital parts of the body. The little dragon crouched and crouched, moving left and right, never letting Sima Xuan succeed.

After the round of fierce attacks, Sima Xuan gradually lost all of his strength, adding that every time he missed, he was extremely disappointed. He stopped to catch his breath, and said: "Dodge, dodge, dodge, you only know how to dodge, could it be that you're a turtle hiding in its shell?"

"Whether he is a cowardly turtle or not will be known later." Xiao Long said.

"I'll see how you dodge it!" Sima Xuan bellowed, and kicked the head of the wyvern.

The dragon cried out in his mind: A good chance! At the same time, his right leg swept out like a dragon piercing through the clouds, heavily striking Sima Xuan's temple. Boom!

"Xiaolong's flying kick!"

"Bang!" Sima Xuan was kicked right in his face, his expression distorted due to the pain. His body suddenly tilted to the side like a drunk cat, and his feet staggered, almost falling down.

After the dragon landed on the ground, he took advantage of the victory to give chase and shouted, "Flying Dragon Kick!" Both feet stomped on the ground and he leapt into the air, using the momentum from the impact to lift his right foot and fly forward.

With another "bang", Sima Xuan's handsome face ate a shoe patty as his body flew backwards.

's body struck the spring rope on the stage and was bounced back. Xiao Long followed up to take a few steps, kneeling down and waving his right fist, like a spirit serpent leaving its cave, his fist was as fast as a mountain, aimed straight at Sima Xuan's lower abdomen.

"Dragon's Iron Fist!"

Sima Xuan was struck by the fist, he slowly knelt down, his eyes were unfocused, in two seconds he was lying on the ground, and did not move.

Xiao Long did not wait for the referee to count down, he immediately picked Sima Xuan up with his two hands and pulled him to the side of the stage, asking him, "Tell me, where did you take her? If you don't say it, I'll smash your mouth to pieces! "