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Chapter 53 Big Bosses from Three Cities Gather (Part [-])

"Ha ha."

The reaction of the Lincheng bosses made Qijie sneer.

But soon after seeing Nie Ting's unchanged expression, his face turned cold again!
"Boy, get the hell out of here!"

At this moment, Qi Jie's entire body was full of murderous intent.

Unfortunately, it was Nie Ting he met.

"roll!"

With a cold shout, Nie Ting didn't even bother to pay attention to Qi Jie, turned around and left.

Qijie didn't expect Nie Ting to be so arrogant. He was stunned at first, and then burst into anger.

With his cultivation as a fourth-rank martial artist, he was so underestimated by a young boy?
"Boy, you are courting death!"

Cursing angrily, Qi Jie raised his saber and chopped it off.

The powerful breath made Zhao Xun and the others turn pale instantly.

Especially Su Meiyu couldn't help screaming: "Mr. Nie be careful!"

You must know that Nie Ting's back was against Qi Jie at this time, if Qi Jie's knife really cut him down, Nie Ting would almost certainly die.

On the other side, Zhang Qian and Cang Song watched the scene carefully.

Especially Cangsong, who squinted his eyes and looked very seriously at this moment.

"Qijie's knife, how would he block it?"

His vision is different from that of Su Meiyu, Zhang Xun and others.

In the cognition of those people, they were all afraid that Nie Ting would be hacked to death.

But he clearly remembered the speed of Nie Ting's slap just now. Without strong strength, it was absolutely impossible to do it.

Although Qijie's knife is powerful, as long as Nie Ting shows the speed just now, he can definitely dodge it easily.

Seeing it, the murderous machete was about to fall on Nie Ting's head.

Even when Su Meiyu and the others thought that Nie Ting was about to be killed by this knife, they saw Nie Ting's body on one side, while avoiding the knife perfectly, he slapped it casually, and landed on the other side of Qijie's face again .

"Snapped!"

With a crisp sound, Qijie's nearly two-meter-high body flew backwards.

After taking several steps back and forth, leaving a clear footprint on the ground with each step, the machete was inserted into the ground, and finally stabilized his body.

This scene immediately made Cangsong stunned on the spot!
He thought that Nie Ting could dodge it, but he didn't expect that the moment Nie Ting dodged it, he could even knock Qijie away with his backhand.

"His strength is by no means weaker than mine!"

Cang Song thought to himself, feeling a little shocked.

One must know that he is a rank five martial artist, and Nie Ting is so young that he can stand shoulder to shoulder with him?

Even Cang Song was stunned, let alone other people?
Su Meiyu, Zhang Xun and the others had shock written all over their faces.

How could such a crisis be resolved so easily?
Seeing that Nie Ting had entered the building without looking back, these people quickly calmed down and followed Nie Ting quickly.

"Boy, what the hell are you doing?"

At this time, Qi Jie was about to be blown out of anger. Although Nie Ting's two slaps were not fatal, they had already made him lose face.

He was about to chase after him with a knife, but at this moment Cang Song suddenly said: "Stop chasing, you are no match for him."

"What did you say?!" Qijie turned to look at Cangsong.

Cang Song looked solemn: "This person's cultivation level is at least the fifth rank."

"Fifth Grade Realm?"

Qi Jie's face changed drastically in an instant: "How is this possible?! He's only in the fifth rank at such a young age?"

"You should also feel his strength. Even I may not be able to achieve that speed."

Cang Song said in a deep voice: "Your cultivation is only at the fourth stage, that is, he has no killing intent, otherwise you will surely die."

After being told by Cang Song, Qi Jie only felt his body tremble and chill.

No matter how angry he is.

But the gap between the fourth-rank realm and the fifth-rank realm is not so easy to bridge.

If Nie Ting is really a fifth-rank realm, then he will never be Nie Ting's opponent.

Although Zhang Qian was not a warrior, he also realized Nie Ting's strength while listening to the conversation between the two, and a dark cloud appeared on his face.

The reason why he agreed to participate in the martial arts competition in the three cities this time was because Cangsong and Qijie were invited.

I thought there would be no surprises this time, but now it sounds like Nie Ting is also very strong?
"Master Cangsong, if Master Qijie is not the opponent of that Mr. Nie, what about you? Are you sure of winning against this Mr. Nie?"

Zhang Gan pondered slightly, but finally chose to ask.

"Judging from the strength shown by Mr. Nie, his strength may not be inferior to mine."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Gan's heart sank.

"However, Mr. Nie is too young after all. If he is unarmed, he can still be on equal terms with me, but when it comes to swordsmanship."

"How?" Zhang Qian asked quickly.

"Within a hundred moves, killing him is enough."

Cang Song spoke lightly, and when he spoke, a sense of arrogance emerged spontaneously on his face.

Hearing this, Zhang Gan, who originally felt a little heavy, was overjoyed and nodded quickly: "In that case, it's all up to the master."

"This time, I will let Zhao Xun and Han Prison know how good I am!"

The place where the three cities will be held is in a conference hall on the top floor of the hotel.

Because the martial arts competition of the three cities will be held, a five-meter square arena has been set up in the middle of the entire conference hall for the martial arts competition.

"Mr. Nie, this way please."

Zhao Xun led the way, and quickly brought Nie Ting to the front of their area near the city.

Not long after they were seated, Zhang Gan and others also rushed over and entered the area of ​​Fangwei City.

So far, the only difference between the martial arts meeting in the three cities is that the Korean prisoner from Zhaozhou has not yet arrived.

Time passed minute by minute.

Seeing that half an hour passed by, the people in the entire conference hall were a little impatient.

Suddenly there was a "bang!", and the door of the conference hall was kicked open.

An iconic bald head appeared in the eyes of everyone, and it was Han prisoner!

"Everyone, I, prisoner Han, came a step late and kept you waiting for a long time."

As soon as he came in, Han Prison cupped his fists and smiled.

It's just that even though he said that, there was no trace of guilt on his face, and some were just wanton laughter.

"Hmph, prisoner Han, you still know you're late!"

Zhao Xun snorted coldly: "If you don't come, we will be ready to start this meeting."

"Hehe, it hasn't started yet, since it hasn't started, it's not too late."

Han prisoner laughed wantonly, just when everyone thought he was going to come in.

At this time, Han Prison suddenly stepped aside, and then respectfully said to the door: "Brother Wang Zhong, please go first."

After the words fell, a middle-aged man appeared at the door, with his hands behind his back, entering the conference hall with a blank expression on his face.

This man is exactly Wang Zhong.

After Wang Zhong entered the conference hall, Han Prison was the second to enter, following behind Wang Zhong like a younger brother.

(End of this chapter)