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Now that such a ruthless person had appeared, and had properly dealt with Yang Yong, everyone still wanted to laugh crazily in their hearts. They were just afraid that this ruthless person didn't kill Yang Yong, causing them to be retaliated against later on, and so they endured it with great difficulty.

This was an expert!

At this time, Yang Yong completely erupted, the uncontrollable rage, and the humiliation of being watched by all these people made him unable to hold back his rage. With his temper, if not for the fact that he was in the Yan Jing's camp, he would have started fighting with the other party long ago.

"Do we need to call for a bailiff? If these two keep fighting like this, our tent will be turned upside down. If the tent is damaged, we won't have a place to stay."

"What about the other three Overlords of Yan Jing? They usually have a good relationship with Yang Yong, why did they not come today to help, after all, Yang Yong was being bullied, they do not have good faces!

The onlookers broke out into a flurry of discussion. There were also some people sitting in the distance with fruits and fruits, watching the fight with boredom. It was just like the day before tomorrow's entertainment.

Following the cloud of dust, Yang Yong and Mu Tu also threw their whips to the side and started to fight with their fists. After all, only then would it taste good, to the point of being satisfied.

But this time, Yang Yong was truly convinced. He had practiced his martial arts for so many years, but he had never expected that he would never be able to defeat his opponent. Just this fist strike alone was enough to make him feel as if he couldn't take it anymore.

His parents were afraid that he had been injured for many years and that he would have his bones toughened up. He was a poor man who was rich in martial arts, and with his many years of consumption, ordinary small families simply could not afford it. And this guy in front of him was simply a monster. His physical body was at least on the same level as his own, so much so that his fists couldn't take it anymore.

However, looking at the other party's excited appearance, it seemed as if he was still in high spirits. Just where did this monster come from? His muscles were already bleeding.

"Stop, I'm not fighting anymore!" Seeing that the opponent was getting braver, Yang Yong shouted loudly to stop him.

"Peng peng", Mu Tu punched Yang Yong twice in the face with his fist, once he said he would hit, once he said he would stop, it would not be your turn. Thinking this, Mu Tu punched Yang Yong in the face again, and this time, it just happened to hit his nose, causing blood to flow out.

Yang Yong's figure swayed continuously, and scolded loudly: "Why are you so barbaric, you're already saying that you don't want to fight, are you still being reasonable?"

When these words were spoken, the surrounding locals of Yan Jing immediately let out a hiss. The tyrants of Yan Jing actually wanted to reason with others, the sun probably wouldn't come out from the west, would it?

"Why should I fight as you say, stop as you please? I'm very excited right now, no, let me beat you up a little more!" Mu Tu said as he punched Yang Yong again.

"Are you a pervert? I already said I won't hit you, but you still want to beat me up," Yang Yong took the chance to kick Mu Tu away.

"I am currently in a good mood, don't go," the swimming movement beneath Mu Tu's feet pointed, and then aimed at Yang Yong, punching and kicking him three times in a row.

"Stop, stop. If you stop, I'll give you some benefits." Yang Yong was really speechless towards this young man.

"Eh? Beating you up can even bring about benefits? You aren't lying to me? " Mu Tu hesitated and stopped what he was doing.

Seeing that the fist was still more than a finger's length away from his nose, Yang Yong really let out a long sigh. It was still okay, in his heart he felt happy, but also a little helpless.

"Really! "I guarantee it with my dignity as a martial artist." Seeing that the fist was getting closer and closer to his wounded nose, Yang Yong hurriedly said.

The two of them stopped fighting and quickly laid down on the grass, breathing heavily. As Mu Tu's fist was under Yang Yong's chin, it looked like he was a good friend with his arms around his shoulder.

The spectators were all stunned. What was going on? These two people, who were fighting to the death a moment ago, were hooked together so quickly?

"What benefits?" Mu Tu asked Yang Yong in a low voice.

"Let me remind you, it has something to do with the people from the west. Their goal this time is to declare war on us from the Central Plains. And this benefit is actually a special reward given to us by His Majesty."

"Special reward? "What is it?" Mu Tu was a little suspicious as he had never heard of this news before.

"Yan Chi is a Body Refinement Cultivator. You should know that our royal family has a Body Refinement Cultivator's Pool. This time, His Majesty has prepared a body tempering place for us. How about it, is it a huge benefit? " This benefit was not known to most people. If not for his father's position being higher, allowing him to win over this opportunity, he would not have known that there was still such a good thing waiting for him.

"Right, after fighting for so long, what's your name?"

"Mu Tu." Mu Tu looked at Yang Yong with some interest, waiting for him to continue.

However, Yang Yong suddenly slapped his head, "So it's you, the fierce person who killed the Liu Family!"