Chapter 1542: Has been sanctified!

"You said I was insulting myself?"
Hong Tiande suddenly sneered.
"Okay, let's compare it again. I want to see if there is no black and white impermanence to help you, how much do you have?"
Hong Tiande slowly stepped sideways and opened his fist.
"Grandpa, your injury is not healed, you..." Hong Xiaoqi hurried forward, trying to persuade.
Hong Tiande waved a big hand: "Grandson, don't worry about it, the rules of the rivers and lakes, the strength is respected! I have been waiting for this day, it has been a long time, I want to take back the face I lost back then!"
"Ha ha!"
Lin Cong couldn't help but sneered, "The defeated generals are brave enough to speak up, Hong Tiande, you are really overwhelmed!"
Lin Cong let out a gloomy sneer.
He knew all about Hong Tiande's strength.
Yasheng! This is beyond doubt.
However, it is just so much better than him.
Moreover, the opponent was sneak attacked by Black and White Impermanence, but he was seriously injured. Now it is a miracle to be alive.
Unexpectedly, he ran to him again to die?
"Listen, everyone, it's this old thing that wants to die by himself, but I can't blame it!"
Lin Cong said proudly to the audience.
Immediately he looked at Jiang Beichen again, "Yizhimei, now Hong Tiande is going to compete with me. How about a few days after our match?"
Lin Cong smiled ghostly in his heart. He was still thinking about how to postpone the fight with Jiang Beichen, but he didn't expect this old thing to be delivered to the door by himself. It's like giving away charcoal in the snow! In his eyes, Lin Cong at the moment is a big gift bag! As a result, he can justly escape the match with Jiang Beichen.
Secondly, Hong Tiande is still injured 80% of the time, and he is definitely not his opponent. He can defeat this old guy again to prove his innocence.
Although many years have passed since the battle of the League, there is still a lot of gossip in the arena, saying that he is invincible.
He can take this opportunity to thoroughly prove his strength.
Everyone looked at Jiang Beichen and didn't know how Jiang Beichen would respond.
But Jiang Beichen looked at Hong Tiande, who happened to look at him. The two looked at each other, but they both nodded slightly, somewhat tacitly.
Jiang Beichen smiled and said: "Okay, since Master Lin has this kind of elegance, why should I obstruct it? Since you want to fight against Senior Hong, I will leave this land to you!"
"But..." Jiang Beichen paused and said, "Since it's a martial arts contest, then there must be a bet, right?
Otherwise, what's the point of fighting for life and death? "
"bet?"
Lin Cong frowned, looked at Hong Tiande, and asked, "What do you want to bet on?"
"Bet on everything I currently lose!"
Hong Tiande said coldly, "Today, I want to win them all!"
"Bet on everything back then?"
Lin Cong's expression was slightly surprised, and immediately couldn't help frowning and said, "You don't want my position as the leader of the military alliance?"
Hong Tiande sneered and shook his head, and said with contempt: "Your leader's seat is naturally not rare for me!"
"According to the rules of the year, if you lose, publicly announce the dissolution of the Wushu League, and our Wushu League will regain power, and you, Lin Cong, will also leave Yandu and never return to Beijing!"
Hong Tiande roared with excitement.
"You told me to dissolve the Wu League?"
Lin Cong was stunned, and immediately couldn't help but laugh out loud: "Hong Tiande, are you too naive? Do you think my Wu League is so easy to dissolve?"
"In the past ten years, our military alliance has blossomed all over the country, separated into the north and south of the country, and countless high-ranking officials and nobles attached to our military alliance. What a huge force is this. If you say that it is disbanded, it will be disbanded?"
Lin Cong made a disdainful expression.
Wumeng has been in business for ten years, from the initial loneliness to now being a household name, and even becoming a dragon gate for ordinary children to rush in! Such a large institution, even if it is a giant, is not an exaggeration, even compared with the Wushu Association of the year, it is equally stretched.
At this time, Jiang Beichen suddenly said: "You don't need to worry about this. As long as Jiang says something, the Buddha in the west will quickly occupy all Wu Leagues. As long as you, the leader of the Wu League, die, the dragons of the Wu League will be like a chicken without a head The Wumeng was originally established on the basis of the Wushu Association, and it is not difficult for it to return to its original form now!"
Lin Cong narrowed his eyes slightly, stared at the two of them, and said with a sneer: "It seems that you are going to break my Wu League today?"
"Okay, Hong Tiande, I'm ready for this competition!"
"If I lose, I will declare the dismissal of the Wu League on the spot and apologize for myself!"
"But what if I win?"
Lin Cong asked coldly.
Hong Tiande had a disdainful expression, "Since it is my condition, you can naturally also mention your own condition!"
"Well, this is what you said!"
Lin Cong sneered and said: "If I win, I won't ask you to judge yourself, but you and Yi Zhimei will kneel down on the spot and use your martial arts, how about?"
Wow! The crowd was in an uproar, and they didn't expect Lin Cong to make such a request.
Want Jiang Beichen and Hong Tiande to abolish martial arts?
It is understandable to let Hong Tiande abolish martial arts, after all, it is Hong Tiande who wants to compete with him.
But what does this matter have to do with Jiang Beichen?
Have to let someone call?
"Lin Cong, are you too shameless?
Actually want to catch my master? "
The alcoholic spoke quickly.
An expression of despair.
But at this moment, Jiang Beichen waved his hand and said, "I think Teacher Lin's request is not excessive, and I also believe in Senior Hong. If this is the case, I promised you!"
Jiang Beichen stared at Lin Cong with a smile, but Lin Cong's laughter made Lin Cong feel hairy.
Hearing this, other people felt incredible.
After all, people in the martial arts world basically know that Hong Tiande was seriously injured in the battle of the League and almost died.
Even in the past many years, this injury may not be healed! And from the perspective of age, Lin Cong was exactly that year, and Hong Tiande was already very old.
The so-called boxing is afraid of being young, Hong Tiande all lost back then, can he beat Lin Cong in this state?
"Brother Jiang, you have to think clearly. Although Senior Hong has been martial arts, he has retired for many years after all. This is not a fair bet. For Lin Cong, you don't need to pay much attention!"
Ning Xuan suddenly spoke, frowning and exhorting.
Yu Zhongyi also nodded again and again, "Daxia Jiang, why bother, this is obviously Lin Cong's trap, you must not be fooled!"
At this time, Jiang Beichen spoke again and said lightly: "You don't need to persuade me. I have absolute confidence in Senior Hong. If Senior Hong is defeated today, Jiang Beichen would like to kneel down with him and let go of martial arts. !"
Everyone's expressions were a little dazed, and some were puzzled. They didn't know whether this hero Mei had wata in his head or didn't wake up. At this time, he would actually agree to such an unreasonable bet.
"Haha! Good! Yizhimei is worthy of being Yizhimei, so courage! So bold!"
Lin Cong laughed immediately. According to the rules of the martial arts world, he always spit on one nail.
Since the other party speaks in public, he must not dare to go back, otherwise the reputation of this plum will be completely destroyed! Even if Lin Congdang turned his head, he took a stride and shouted at Hong Tiande: "Come on, old stuff, I want to see it today. Ten years have passed. Do you still do anything with this old bone?"
"as you wish!"
Hong Tiande sneered and stood forward, suddenly an indescribable aura suddenly rose.
Immediately, a dragon-shaped transparent air column turned into a golden streamer, wrapped around his shoulder, and a huge golden dragon head hung high above his head.
Yin! Like a dragon roaring in the sky! The clouds in the sky disperse towards the horizon in an instant, with a radius of hundreds of miles, as if they were enveloped by a powerful aura.
Until the dragon's sound was thunderous and deafening, everyone came back to their senses and showed an incredible expression.
Among the strongest, their pupils trembled, and they shouted in shock and inexplicably: "Sanctuary!"
"Senior Hong, has actually become a saint!"