The Heaven Dragon Sword

The Underground Palace

The frenzied atmosphere, the cheers of the spectators of the match not far from the entrance of the underground palace became quiet, silent, all the eyes in that place were now looking and staring at the guest who had just set foot in the underground palace.

The Red Lion seemed to be smiling curtly looking towards the people who were there, in a corner of the building a large table behind him was a few girls in slightly open clothes serving several people sitting in chairs in front of the large and long table.

Everyone was like a statue staring at Wong Mo Gei and his three friends. The Red Lion looked towards the warriors who were competing there.

"Red Lion? What brings you here?" ask a man who is dressed much more neatly than the people in the room.

"I'm here to accompany you, gentlemen," replied the Red Lion so calmly.

"Ha ha ha...! Since when did a number one in the Death Pagoda, become a coward and become the guide of the boys! Ha ha ha...!" the laughter of that person, a huge sword with a golden-colored eagle head-shaped head. Covered behind the man's shoulder.

"Sam Cong! You can be loud in front of me right now, but after seeing these people I've brought. You will shut your dirty mouth tightly" replied the Red Lion calmly, though his voice was a bit high.

"Ha ha ha...! Red Lion, you can be number one in the Death Pagoda. But in this underground palace, as you know, you're nothing here. Ha ha ha...!" sam Cong Tieng's laughter mocked the Red Lion.

"You too will have the same fate as the Fire Beard master, Sam Cong Tieng," the Red Lion replied calmly, with a faint smile returning Sam Cong Tieng's taunts.

"Brazed, the Red Lion is not provoked by my hot-panned anger. Usually this one monster abstains in the slightest ridicule," Sam Cong Tieng thought to himself.

"If you're tired of living, please climb up to the Red Lion's ring!" furious Sam Cong Tieng challenged the Red Lion.

"Hup!"

Just once Wong Mo Gei's movements suddenly were on the stage of the arena. All the eyes that were there were looking down on him and mocking towards Wong Mo Gei.

"Ha ha ha...! You're... What you're looking for up here, little boy, this place isn't a playground. Ha ha ha...!" the laughter of a swordsman who was on the rink.The face of the man who was on the stage of the arena was so sinister, his face looked round with a pug nose. His teeth were lined up neatly but somewhat pointed like fangs.

His opponent who was behind Wong Mo Gei looked silent, his face looked bruised already. The former battle before Wong Mo Gei and his entourage had arrived earlier. A sword was quite large on the young man's back.

"You want to try this little boy, Kisanak. Please!" tatang Wong Mo Gei.

"You're tired of living, aren't you? I won't hesitate to tear that flesh out of your body!" snapped the creepy-faced man.

"Try it... Don't just talk!" wong Mo Gei replied.

"Dead... You...!"

The sinister-faced man's loud cry began his body darting quite fast towards Wong Mo Gei with both palms clasped.

Taps!

Taps!

So calm Wong Mo Gei stepped on every punch of the sinister-faced man's fist. After fending off more or less four times Wong Mo Gei's right hand so quickly clasped the fist of the man, he clasped it, unexpectedly the man Wong Mo Gei so quickly pulled his hand and slammed his body towards the perimeter fence of the rink.

"Yes...!"

The howls of pain in the man's body rushed to the back of Wong Mo Gei.

Brak!

The rink guardrail was instantly broken into two pieces, the male body was immediately thrown near the people below. A few moments the man immediately tried to wake up, seen blood pouring from between his lips.

"Fuck!"

Furious man, after rising he immediately jumped back to attack on the stage of the arena.

"You can too, boy!" wrath of the creepy-faced man while preparing to return with his mainstay moves.

"Oh!"

Wong Mo Gei clinked his body into the air avoiding the spooky-looking man's attack, with so lightly the young man from the Fire Sect landed behind him.

"Yepy..!"

"Son!

"Agkhus!

The grim-faced, stocky-looking man complained of being restrained before his body chipped back and smashed into the barrier fence of the ring again.

Brak!

The man's body slid swiftly across the perimeter fence of the rink and immediately fell to the floor.

Bruk!

Some time the man was still trying to move with his hand like reaching for something, before long his hand fell back and did not move anymore. Blackish fresh blood flowed from his mouth, he died with bulging eyes.

"What..?!!"

Everyone in that place seemed to be in disbelief to see the man whose body was large and muscular, had to lose his life in two attacks. Basically Wong Mo Gei could have finished off the person in the first attack, but Mo Gei still had a feeling. Wong Mo Gei did not want to kill directly.

"How about Sam Cong Tieng, are there any more of your mainstays?" challenge the Red Lion again. Sam Cong Tieng's face flushed red with anger.

"Kung Lie's... Kung Lau's...! Go ahead..!" sam Cong Tieng's orders were harsh.

"Hup! Oh...!"

Two large men in short clothes jumped onto the rink. Both wear straight red swords, with the handle shaped head of a red eagle.

"I admit the boy is strong, the Red Lion. But the Twin Swordsman from the Exile Island was not his opponent," Sam Cong Tieng said with a smile towards the Red Lion.

"Don't be big-hearted Sam Cong Tieng, look what's going to happen" replied the flat Red Lion.

"Kung Lie's.. Finish him...!" snapped Sam Cong Tieng felt humbled by the Red Lion.

"He he...! Young man, you are indeed great at defeating Lian Tang. But we are twin warriors from Exile Island not your opponent, you better leave this place quickly" snapped Kung Lie.

"I would not give up without a fight, Kisanak," replied Wong Mo Gei coldly.

"Don't blame me if your body is destroyed by my red eagle sword! Oh.huh..!"

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