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"Amazing! The dancing skills are incredible!"
"The three performers from Dragon Dance Sect are truly remarkable. I have never seen such a magnificent performance!"
"Their martial arts skills are truly admirable, every movement is so graceful!"
Just as everyone was immersed in the charm of the performance, a huge, burly black man suddenly stood up. He was tall and powerful, with strong muscles, wearing a simple straw hat on his head and a beard on his face, giving off a majestic feeling. His appearance instantly attracted everyone's attention.
The burly man spoke firmly in Mandarin, " Long Shoutian, I've heard of your formidable martial arts skills and I'm interested. Would you be willing to have a match with me to see who is more powerful in the martial world?"
Seeing the challenge from the burly man, Fung Chiyu felt worried. He knew that this match might bring unnecessary trouble, so he furrowed his brows slightly, approached the man, gazed firmly at him, and said, "Sir, please stop." He began to channel his inner strength, attempting to silently halt the challenge.
However, just as he spoke these words, a stronger internal force suddenly surged out, like a violent storm, completely overwhelming Fung Chiyu's internal force. His attempts could not stop the determination of the big man, who seemed fearless and insisted on the challenge. Fung Chiyu was astonished to find that his internal force could not affect the big man at all; this challenger's strength far exceeded imagination. The strong in the martial arts world are indeed not to be underestimated.
Long Shoutian calmly looked at the challenger, then smiled slightly and replied, "Alright, since you're interested, I'll meet your request. However, this contest should take place in a suitable location to avoid alarming the innocent."
The challenger nodded in agreement. The competition in the martial arts world was about to begin, and the audience watched nervously, anticipating this exciting showdown.
Lin Fung watched from the side, feeling a surge of excitement throughout his body. He turned to Kafei and said, "This is so exciting, I have to see it!" Then he quickly followed the crowd to the designated competition area, with Kafei shouting from behind, "Wait for me, Lin Fung!"
In the central square of the market, the audience's anticipation reached its peak. The crowd surged, and many citizens hurried over. The thriving small vendors also saw the business opportunity and began selling delicious snacks and desserts, allowing people to enjoy food while watching the martial arts competition. The lingering aroma wafted through the air, with various snacks such as fried pancakes, candied haws, roasted corn, and various flavored snack stalls surrounding the square, adding a unique atmosphere to the competition.
Long Shoutian and the big man arrived at the center of the square, gazing at each other. The audience erupted into enthusiastic cheers, and applause surged like a tide, as if to shake the entire square. Long Shoutian tightened the whip in his hand, elegantly twisting his wrist. The whip made a hissing sound in the air, like a silver dragon dancing, showcasing his superb martial arts skills. His movements were precise and graceful, each one filled with artistic flair.
Da Han then turned his arm, his muscles tight and powerful, revealing an extremely sturdy physique. His weight and build gave off an undeniable sense of oppression. His skin was tanned, showing his long-term outdoor life. He looked at Long Shoutian with a challenging glint in his eyes.
The two bowed to each other, and Long Shoutian took the initiative to introduce himself: "I am Long Shoutian, a member of the Flying Dragon Gate, one of the Three Dragons." His voice was calm and confident, his eyes firmly fixed on his opponent.
The big man then loudly announced his name, "I am Lu Daguo, an ordinary warrior without a sect." His voice was full of pride and determination, not hiding his identity, clearly confident in the upcoming martial arts competition.
The two stood in the center of the square, the atmosphere tense yet expectant. The audience quieted down, waiting for the start of the competition, filled with anticipation.
At this moment, Long Shoutian and Lu Daguo confront each other, deep in thought with their eyes closed, their energy fields gradually growing stronger. Their figures appear even more majestic in the sunlight, like two towering peaks. Lin Fung watches this silent battle, while Kafei asks in a puzzled tone, "Are they resting?"
Lin Fung looks serious, takes a deep breath, and answers Kafei's question, "They are competing in internal strength, it's a seemingly still but extremely intense contest."
In the square, although Long Shoutian and Lu Daguo appeared to be sitting quietly with their eyes closed, their bodies were trembling slightly, sweat dripping from their foreheads as they exerted their internal energy, attempting to suppress each other.
Long Shoutian's long whip swayed gently, emitting a faint sound like a silver dragon leisurely wandering in the air. His face was calm, but there was a firmness in his expression. His internal energy rippled like the surface of a lake, layer upon layer, forming a subtle confrontation with Lu Daguo's internal energy.
The Lu Daguo appeared extremely solid, with tense muscles and beads of sweat. His breathing was steady, and he seemed calm on the surface, but internally he was constantly adjusting the flow of his inner strength to cope with the pressure from Long Shoutian.
Although the audience couldn't see any obvious movements, they could feel the tension in the atmosphere. Some whispered and evaluated the subtleties of the competition, while others anticipated the outcome of this showdown in their hearts.
Lin Fung gazed at the confrontation between the two, marveling in their heart: "Both of them are at least first-class masters, even higher. They are really amazing."
The silence in the square continued for a moment, and the confrontation between the two seemed to have entered a white-hot stage. Who could gain the upper hand in this internal force contest and become the victor had become the focus of everyone's extreme attention.
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