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After the punch, Long Yu was instantly surrounded by the four of them!

The corner of his mouth slightly rose ? Fist after fist. During these days of observation, not only were these five hundred people extremely ferocious, but because of their lowly backgrounds, the techniques they used were also very clumsy.

It was a move that relied entirely on the tempering of life and death. During a fight, every punch was as fierce as meat.

From the moment he made his move, Long Yu didn't have any intention of using any offensive cultivation techniques.

The four skeletons emitted a faint golden light. If a young man, who everyone looked down upon, were to go crazy, not to mention the four people in front of him, even if there were ten more people, they would not be able to stop him!

Peng! A punch landed on Long Yu's chest. Long Yu didn't move, but the young man staggered two steps backwards.

Fist, elbow, shoulder; foot, knee, stride!

Under every strike, the sound of Long Yu's bones and tendons thrumming could be heard.

"I'll do it!" With an explosive shout, Zhuo Dian, who had been sent flying a moment ago, roared and swung his sword at Long Yu ?

The people on his left and right instantly surrounded him, forcing Long Yu into a narrow space that he wouldn't be able to dodge for a short period of time.

This strike of Zhuo Dian's was called 'Blood Qi Dash'. Using his body as a weapon, it was as powerful as a full-powered strike from a high-grade yellow-rank cultivation technique.

'Mountain Crash! ' As the vital energy and blood in his body gathered, Long Yu's feet firmly planted themselves on the ground, his eyes flashing with an indescribable brilliance.

The Mountain Shaking Bear's move was thoroughly displayed by Long Yu.

With a muffled bang, Zhuo Dian, who was rushing over, was sent flying again, spitting out a mouthful of blood in the air.

The surrounding people instantly let out a breath of cold air. They'd thought that Long Yu would be mended to the point where he couldn't even look his best. Who would've thought that after a short moment, Long Yu would beat up all five of them?

Rubbing his fists, under everyone's gazes of reverence, Long Yu ignored everyone and picked up the dry rations on the ground, beginning to chew them in large mouthfuls.

Long Yu imperceptibly walked into the five hundred people with his fist.

In the following ten or so days, during the time from one to three meals, Long Yu's figure would be seen. Moreover, his opponent never repeated himself; he fought one on one against a team of five, ten or even dozens of people.

Even if the challenge failed and he was sent flying to the ground, the next time, he would not stop until he was dead.

Lunatic Long Yu. This title had spread around in less than a day.

With a 'bang', the blood-soaked Long Yu wiped away the blood on his fist, then picked up the water on the ground and drank two gulps before turning around and walking in the direction of the tent.

After almost twenty days, the belonging of the eleven tents had stabilized.

Without a doubt, the first tent was occupied by the Waves realm, which was also the fiercest of the five hundred people.

From the second to the tenth tent, they were all in the realm of ripple patterns. Even in the prison camp, they were one of the top criminals. No one dared to challenge the ten people in front of them ?

As for the owner of the eleventh tent, he would change his identity almost every two to three days. Today, the one who was living inside was Shen Feng, who was at the early stage of the Ripple Stage.

Following Long Yu's footsteps, the vast majority of the gazes of the five hundred people converged onto him ?

"Get out here." It was still this indifferent voice.

However, today, when faced with this voice, no one mocked him anymore. In the past twenty days, every person that had fallen under Long Yu's fist had deeply experienced Long Yu's terror.

Dozens of people were ganging up on Long Yu, but he was still knocked down to the ground by a brat. More than one person was puzzled, wondering if Long Yu was really as simple as he looked on the surface.

"I'll tell you if you win!" Shen Feng slowly walked out, his pair of eagle-like eyes firmly locked onto Long Yu.

These days, Shen Feng had seen Long Yu's actions clearly. Long Yu was domineering, and Shen Feng admitted that he was no match for Long Yu. However, in terms of speed, Shen Feng was not afraid of anyone!

Relying on his speed, no one else in this tent could even touch him!

His figure was like a bolt of lightning, and he was too lazy to speak more. A small and exquisite dagger appeared out of nowhere in his hand, and like a bolt of lightning, it swept towards Long Yu's neck ?

Under the Ru Wei Stage soul force, this attack of Shen Feng's slowed down his Spiritual Mansion by more than ten times!

Going for speed?

During these past few days of interaction, Long Yu was very clear about their temperament. Unless the thing they were most proud of was destroyed, there was no way to make them yield.

When Zhuo Dian's iron blood strike had been broken by Long Yu in the same way, Zhuo Dian had always been respectful towards Long Yu, without a single trace of frivolity.

With a flash of starlight under his feet, Long Yu disappeared on the spot, and quickly met Shen Feng head on.

Hu. He took a deep breath and looked at Long Yu as if he was looking at a stranger after being defeated by Long Yu.

Long Yu hadn't used his full strength when he fought them earlier ?

He could only vaguely see two blurry shadows. The two of them were getting faster and faster. There was a wave of sand and rocks on the ground, but they could no longer catch Long Yu and Shen Feng's figures!

A muffled bang sounded out. Under the sunlight, Shen Feng staggered backwards. 'Plop', he fell onto the ground and looked powerlessly at Long Yu. "How is this possible?" How could you be faster than me? "

As for the dagger in Shen Feng's hand, it was unknown when it fell into Long Yu's hands. He played with it for a bit, before tossing it onto the ground, "Whoever wants to challenge, feel free to come at me."

After leaving behind this sentence, Long Yu directly drilled into the tent, leaving everyone behind to look at each other, but no one dared to step forward.

A dozen or so people weren't a match for Long Yu, so how could they single handedly fight him? Forget it!

From the day Long Yu entered his tent, the daily meals were no longer short and were normally provided. But the people inside the tent ate much better food and wine than the people outside.

In a world where the strong preyed on the weak, disparity was power!

However, after staying silent for two days, Long Yu challenged the nine people inside the tent one after another without waiting for anyone else.

Nine battles, victory! Victory! Victory!

These words were as white as a sheet of paper. In the past, even if they were beaten to death they would never have believed that such a furry boy, moreover, a youth with a cultivation at the middle level of the Divine Veins, would be able to trample down a middle level Ascendant!

Nine battles, all of them life-and-death battles!

'Seven Birds Tyrant Blade! ' One by one, the wolves and tigers roared ? Roaring, he rushed out.

After occupying the second tent for six hours, Lang Ping, who was at the late stage of the Ripple Stage, was finally sent flying by the blade and his head drooped down haughtily.

He didn't understand why the tattoo strength within Long Yu's body hadn't dried up after six whole hours.

"I've lost, it belongs to you!" Struggling to stand up, Lang Ping walked into the tent, packed up his stuff and stepped back.

Long Yu's gaze looked at the first tent and his heart couldn't help but fluctuate.

He was the only one left. Defeat Baili Xi, and the formation of this team. Long Yu would not be obstructed!

Under the setting sun, Long Yu turned around and slowly walked into the tent ?

Under the night sky, Long Yu, who was crazily cultivating, didn't know about his discussions and became the topic of discussion in the night sky.