dandy city lord

Chapter 292
Long Teng's madness was based on seven hundred combat strength, and the power he unleashed was terrifying and astonishing.

The iron fists that had just been slapped away by Yang Hu hit each other in front of his chest, and a circle of ripples visible to the naked eye exploded on Long Teng's body.

It collided fiercely with Yang Hu's palm print.

"This barbarian."

Yang Hu cursed angrily, and shook his palms on Long Teng's body, and his figure rushed to Long Teng's left side.

"You're crazy! No matter how crazy you are!" Long Teng roared crazily: "I'm stronger than you, and putting on airs is useless. Have you ever heard of a power drop of ten?"

"You're a fart." Yang Hu laughed evilly, passed through Long Teng's left side, and swept across Long Teng's waist with his legs.

Long Teng didn't back down either, he turned and approached step by step, kicking and sweeping towards Yang Hu.

The fierce whip legs of the two seemed to be painless, and they collided alternately.

This time Yang Hu didn't back down as before.

The legs are like windmills, kicking, pointing, bouncing, kicking, hooking, sweeping left and right to attack, one leg at a time, one step at a time, fighting head-on with Long Teng.

In the blink of an eye, the two abruptly exchanged more than ten legs.

Long Teng was born as a bandit, to be exact, a horse bandit, so the strongest soldiers in his city are the iron cavalry.

He possesses the power of a seven-layered dragon and elephant, but his vain fighting is also fatal.

Yang Hu's eyes are so poisonous, he found a flaw in Long Teng, how could it make him feel comfortable.

Long Teng's more than ten legs intertwined with Yang Hu's, and his left leg has become a little numb.

After many years of fighting, Long Teng, a ruthless character, has always been at the forefront. Although the outcome is mixed, the pain that has fallen over the years is always unavoidable.

The old injury on his left leg was the root cause of his illness during the fierce battle with the city lord when he was plotting to seize the Black Iron City.

Thinking of the battle that laid the groundwork for him, Long Teng's face shone with dazzling brilliance.

Even the pain in the leg seemed to be less painful.

Long Teng jumped up fiercely, like a goshawk preying on Yang Hu.

In that posture, he moved forward bravely, as if there was a high mountain in front of him, which would be torn apart by his sharp claws.

Facing Long Teng's ferocious Yang Hu, he laughed heartily. Amidst the wild laughter, an imperceptible coldness flashed across his body.

Qing Chen, who was watching the battle nearby, smiled and his face changed suddenly, and he wanted to rush up to stop Long Teng.

His figure was stopped by Zhao Qingtian, Zhao Qingtian shook his head lightly: "The winner has been decided."

Before he could finish his words, there was a loud noise in the arena, and Long Teng's burly figure that descended from the sky was hit by Yang Hu like a projectile, crashing through the courtyard wall and falling out.

Yang Hu walked out from the dust, smiled at Qing Chen and said with a soft smile: "If I only have the two things that others saw, then the matter will be solved easily."

Qing Chen narrowed his eyes with a smile: "It's hidden."

Yang Hu shrugged: "You have already said that my city is densely populated with strange tricks. How can I be brave and foolish?"

Yang Hu is still arrogant.

Yang Hu said and nodded to Zhao Qingtian: "Go and see that kid, he won't be able to move for ten days and a half."

Zhao Qingtian nodded, and walked outside to the fainted Long Teng through the big hole in the courtyard wall.

In his mind, however, Yang Hu's move just now was recurring.

What kind of general skills will make people's palms grow dozens of times in an instant, displaying such terrifying power.

Facing the question in Zhao Qingtian's heart, Yang Hu smiled lightly, and answered him in his heart: "Mahamudra of the Esoteric School."

Yang Hu used the city system to integrate his own martial arts before, and created his own general skills for fighting with cold weapons, as well as new skills for assassination.

But those secret skills hidden in his chest, don't they forget it?

The answer is no.

This time, Su Ziyu and other 21 bronze city lords have just been subdued, although they all have their own general skills.

But if they have another general skill in their hands that others don't know, then one day, when it suddenly explodes, how shocking it will be?
Yang Hu didn't have anything else, he learned it himself since he was a child, something he dabbled in after becoming the king of killers, if he wanted to give Su Ziyu and others a hidden skill, it was absolutely appropriate.

Otherwise, how could he have said before that he could make them into what they wanted.

Qing Chen stepped forward with a smile, and invited Yang Hu into the gazebo, raised his eyes to look at the messy vegetable garden and shook his head with a wry smile: "Thank you, the city lord, for your mercy. I will take Long Teng to apologize to you first."

Yang Hu smiled: "That's how I like things that I'm always reluctant to do. Long Teng's hungry wolf bones, sir taught him how to heal, right?"

This guy is talking nonsense again, the three wolves before also had the bones of hungry wolves, and they were killed just because they said they would.

The city lord smiled and nodded: "City lord Yang also knows this secret?"

Yang Hu laughed and picked up the cold water pot, and poured a cup of herbal tea for the city lord Yixiao: "It doesn't matter if it's a secret or a rumor. In the end, it depends on the person."

"For me, having an upward heart is often enough. As for the result, I don't pay much attention to it."

His words made Qingchen stunned with a smile, and the city lord looked at him with a smile: "Then even if you subdue Long Teng, so what if he is not good at things?"

Yang Hu chuckled: "With a positive heart, it depends on whether he wants to work hard or not. But many times, even if he works hard, there is no reward."

"So I don't have too many constraints on my subordinates. I want them to succeed. But I will always be by my side to guide them. Those who can succeed will naturally work hard. Even if they fail to succeed, I will not blame them."

Yang Hu smiled at the city lord Yixiao: "The nine sons of a dragon are all different. Do I still hope that everyone under me can become a peerless general?"

He said and pointed to his head: "I hope that my subordinates in the city have brains, can think about things, and can penetrate and integrate. As for success, it depends on God's will."

With a smile, the city lord became more and more confused after hearing his words: "You want even the people under your command to have the opportunity to read and write, to have their own ideas, but you don't push them to succeed... What is the intention of such a contradiction?"

Yang Hu laughed and pointed to the dilapidated vegetable garden: "Everyone is a peerless military general, everyone has extraordinary wisdom, everyone is talented, and everyone's heart is as high as the sky. So who will farm and harvest food?"

"The purpose of my doing this is to let the generals and people in my territory integrate into one body, and let them know that what they can do is different. Only when everyone performs their duties can I grow stronger."

Yang Hu's words made Qing Chen smile and fell silent for a long time, and after a while, the city lord murmured to himself in frustration: "In your ambition to fight for world dominance, even the delicate relationship between the people and the army is also considered." Is it inside?"

Yang Hu nodded lightly: "Lips and teeth are attached to each other, the love between fish and water."

"If these things are not included in the Announcement from the Beginning, it will become a factor in the collapse of the City of Ten Thousand Cities in the future."

"But now I am the only one who wants to do this, but I have no resources. That's why the city started to build a college. That's why I came here to invite you, sir."

(End of this chapter)