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Chapter 160 Long Ming, Ranked 25th on the Boxing Championship List
Chapter 160 Long Ming, Ranked 25th on the Boxing Championship List
The inner courtyard is a mountain, a clearing halfway up the mountain.
A young man of about 25 years old stood with his hands behind his back, dressed in a white robe, his brows furrowed, staring coldly at the three people in front of him.
This is a disgrace to our inner court disciples! A freshman actually stole the Fist God Points.
The three of them looked utterly dejected: "We didn't want this either, who knew that Leng Yun would be so powerful."
"Yes, Brother Peng, we must avenge us."
It turned out that this young man was none other than Peng Cheng, who was ranked 21st on the Inner Court Boxing Championship list.
Peng Cheng snorted coldly: "Overestimating yourselves. I already said that Leng Yun is to be left to me. Do you think you're coveting those boxing gods?"
"No—no, we wouldn't dare!" an inner court disciple said tremblingly. "We really didn't know that was Leng Yun!"
As they were talking, a person suddenly emerged from the woods not far away.
"Who?" Peng Cheng asked.
"You must be Senior Brother Peng. I'm Nangong Jue, the newcomer."
The person who arrived was none other than Nangong Jue, with a relaxed expression on his face.
Seeing Nangong Jue's appearance, Peng Cheng knew that Nangong Jue's journey would be much smoother.
"Hehe, it seems no one dares to disobey Brother Mitian," Peng Cheng laughed.
He was only ranked 21st on the boxing champion list, while Mi Tian was already a high-ranking figure, ranked 3rd on the boxing champion list. Therefore, even Peng Cheng had to show a very polite expression.
Nangong Jue smiled and said appropriately, "Not at all, I still need Senior Brother Peng to take good care of me in the future."
Peng Cheng felt his pride was satisfied and was quite pleased: "Haha, Junior Brother Nangong, don't worry, just let me know if you need anything in the future."
As he spoke, he beckoned two of his men and ordered them to safely escort Nangong Jue down the mountain.
Just as Nangong Jue was about to leave, he suddenly turned around and said, "By the way, Senior Brother Peng, there's one more thing I need to ask you."
Peng Cheng paused, knowing full well what Nangong Jue was thinking: "Don't worry, that brat Leng Yun dared to embarrass our inner courtyard. Even if you hadn't said anything, I would have taught him a lesson."
Nangong Jue smiled knowingly: "Then thank you very much, Senior Brother Peng."
After saying that, Nangong Jue followed the two inner court disciples and left the open space.
Peng Cheng ignored them and looked towards the mountains and forests not far away: "Hmph, Leng Yun, we're about to meet!"
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The fact that Leng Yun stole the inner court disciple's Fist God Value greatly encouraged these new inner court disciples.
Although they lacked Leng Yun's abilities, they instead competed for the Fist God Points among the inner court disciples.
However, they were no longer willing to give up one of their Fist God Points.
So, gradually, resistance among the new students increased.
Although the inner court disciples ultimately won, it still caused them considerable trouble.
This time, there are three teams participating in the hunting competition. Each team has a captain, and the captains are all extremely strong individuals who were selected from the boxing champion list through competition.
The three team captains are Peng Cheng, ranked 21st; Li Sanjin, ranked 22nd; and Long Ming, ranked 25th.
The team members the three recruited were naturally their underlings.
Although Peng Cheng is the strongest here, Li Sanjin has brought his younger brother, Li Sanmu, who is ranked 23rd. People with similar rankings are naturally of similar strength, so if they really fight, the two Li brothers have the best chance of winning.
The three forces each harbored their own ulterior motives, all wanting to monopolize Leng Yun's 1000 Fist God Points.
Up to this point, the three captains had not yet made a move; they had only sent their underlings to deal with the ordinary freshmen.
Apart from the three unlucky inner court disciples whose Fist God Points were stolen by Leng Yun, the others all gained quite a bit.
In no time, the freshmen, despite their fierce resistance, had been robbed almost completely, and their faces were all disheveled.
Along their journey, Leng Yun and Murong Qin encountered several inner court disciples, all of whom were subdued by Leng Yun using the Eight Desolations Dragon Roar technique, which also stole their Fist God Values.
So far, Leng Yun has not encountered any of the three people on the strong list.
He and Murong Qin were walking in a dense forest when they suddenly heard the sounds of fighting ahead.
The two went over to take a look and found a freshman like themselves, who was dueling with an inner court disciple.
Although the inner court disciples were stronger, the new student fought with extreme ferocity, aiming every move at the opponent's vital points.
He didn't dodge the opponent's attacks at all, seemingly determined to fight to the death.
Faced with such a reckless fighting style, the inner court disciple finally admitted defeat, handing over his Fist God Points with a bitter face.
Leng Yun found it amusing; it seemed that besides him, there were others also vying for the Fist God Points of the inner courtyard senior students.
Immediately, the person discovered Leng Yun's location and suddenly moved, attacking Leng Yun.
Leng Yun remained calm and unhurried, and with a swift movement, he dodged to the side.
Thanks to the enhancement of the Lightning Cat bloodline, Leng Yun's speed was incredibly fast, leaving only a black shadow in the air.
"Are you Leng Yun?"
The opponent, having failed in his first attack, was about to launch a second, when he saw Leng Yun's face clearly.
Leng Yun nodded: "It's me. Although your cultivation level is a bit low, your combat awareness is exceptionally strong, which is truly impressive. May I ask how you are addressed?"
"My name is Jiang Di!" The other person was tall and burly, and spoke concisely.
Leng Yun suddenly remembered that he had heard of this person in the outer courtyard. He was said to be a battle maniac, and today he saw that it was indeed true.
Jiang Di stared at Murong Qin for a moment, realizing he had lost his composure, and said with a flushed face, "I happened to run into a disciple who wanted to steal my Fist God Points, so I dealt with him."
Just as Leng Yun was about to speak, a person suddenly emerged from behind the trees.
"You are Leng Yun?" The newcomer, dressed in a gray robe, looked at Leng Yun and the others with a hint of disdain.
"I am who I am. Who are you?" Leng Yun asked calmly.
The newcomer snorted: "I am Long Ming, ranked 25th on the Inner Court Boxing Championship List!"
Leng Yun's heart skipped a beat; it seemed he had finally encountered a true master.
Behind Long Ming, two henchmen pointed at Leng Yun and said, "Leng Yun, I heard you're very arrogant now, making us senior students of the inner courtyard lose face."
"Hurry up and hand over all your Fist God Points, or you'll suffer!"
Leng Yun ignored the shouts of his two underlings and simply watched Long Ming quietly. He sensed that Long Ming was not someone to be trifled with.
"Hehe, junior sister, don't be afraid, we won't hurt you." Long Ming saw Murong Qin next to Leng Yun and seemed to have suddenly turned into a gentle gentleman.
Murong Qin frowned slightly, a hint of disgust showing on her pretty face.
Leng Yun stepped forward and stood in front of Murong Qin, blocking Long Ming.
Long Ming's face turned red, and he said fiercely, "Enough nonsense, Leng Yun, are you going to hand over your Fist God Points or not?"