Oh no! I, the weakling, have become the villain!

The middle-aged man nodded in agreement.

"I had the same idea."

"This is so annoying. You guys won't decide the order, so I'll just pick one randomly."

After saying that, Xu Yao turned his gaze to Zhao Long and charged towards him.

Upon seeing this scene, a hint of sorrow appeared in the middle-aged man's eyes.

"You chose him over me? This is outrageous! This is worse than heartbreak! It's worse than your wife running off with someone else!"

No sooner had he called out than the middle-aged man suddenly remembered something else.

He immediately looked at Zhao Long with a gloating expression.

"Zhao Long, you really have to do your best. Don't lose so easily, and don't let it be like last time."

Last time, he went first and was then mocked by Zhao Long.

If Zhao Long gets beaten up first this time, it will definitely weaken Xu Yao's fighting power.

He wasn't too particular; he just wanted to defeat Xu Yao and get revenge.

Upon hearing this, Zhao Long glared at the middle-aged man with disdain and contempt.

"You old codger, just you wait and see, I'm not what I used to be."

After saying that, he suddenly accelerated and launched a rapid attack on Xu Yao.

Xu Yao stared at Zhao Long with great interest.

"The speed is much faster than before."

"Of course."

Zhao Long's eyes were full of confidence as he answered.

"I originally thought I was a genius for being at the fourth level of Qi Refining at such a young age. I never expected to run into you, who made me feel so depressed."

"I've been training hard these past few days, all for this day. Just you wait and see, Xu Yao, I will definitely defeat you today!"

After saying these words, Zhao Long pressed closer and closer to Xu Yao.

Xu Yao didn't care and casually parried Zhao Long's attacks.

No matter how frantically Zhao Long attacked him, he was able to easily intercept all of Zhao Long's attacks.

After a while, Zhao Long got angry again.

"How could this be?"

"Have all my hard training been in vain? What a joke, I don't think so at all."

"Today I must defeat you, Xu Yao!"

With a roar, Zhao Long unleashed his combat technique at Xu Yao.

"Xu Yao, let me try this."

"This is my newly learned combat technique, Phantom Fist!"

With Zhao Long's shout, his punching speed suddenly doubled, leaving afterimages of his fists everywhere, making it impossible to distinguish which were real and which were fake.

If this move had been used in a previous fight against Xu Yao, it might have been able to give Xu Yao some trouble.

However, Xu Yao had just learned new combat skills, and his cultivation level had increased from the first level of Qi Refining to the fourth level. Although Zhao Long's attacks were sharp, how could they possibly cause any damage to Xu Yao?

However, Xu Yao was not in a hurry to defeat Zhao Long.

After all, I was in a great mood, walking along the night road and enjoying the beautiful scenery. It was quite pleasant.

This guy suddenly appeared and challenged me to a one-on-one fight, ruining my mood.

Shouldn't we teach him a lesson?

Therefore, Xu Yao deliberately pretended to be struggling, using all his skills to dodge Zhao Long's attacks.

Seeing Xu Yao's disheveled appearance, Zhao Long was overjoyed.

It seems that my training these past few days has paid off. I'll go all out and beat Xu Yao down!

With that in mind, he channeled all his spiritual energy, maximizing the power of the Phantom Fist.

As he watched his punch about to land on Xu Yao, Zhao Long's heart began to race.

If the attack hits Xu Yao successfully, Xu Yao will inevitably be sent flying backwards in a sorry state.

Then, taking advantage of the opportunity I created, I'll strike Xu Yao down in one fell swoop, and that way I can avenge the loss I suffered back then!

Thinking this, Zhao Long increased his speed once again.

Just as his fist was about to hit Xu Yao's body, Xu Yao suddenly stopped and smiled at Zhao Long.

"Zhao Long, you don't actually think you can beat me, do you?"

Seeing Xu Yao's transformation from panic to complete composure, Zhao Long frowned slightly.

"Xu Yao, stop pretending. Do you think you can scare me like this? Let me tell you, you're wrong, terribly wrong!"

"I won't let this chance to defeat you slip by easily; you've already lost!"

In that instant, Xu Yao suddenly threw a punch at Zhao Long.

"Really? Are you sure?"

The punch landed squarely on Zhao Long's cheek.

Zhao Long immediately coughed up blood and flew backward.

Suspended in mid-air, he stared blankly at Xu Yao in his field of vision, unable to believe what was happening before his eyes.

"How could this be? This is impossible!"

"However, that is the truth, no matter how unwilling you are to accept it."

As soon as An said this, Xu Yao quickly stepped forward and threw two more punches at Zhao Long, each punch landing squarely on Zhao Long's face.

Unable to withstand the blow, Zhao Long let out a scream. His head was swollen like a pig's head, and he collapsed to the ground, unable to get up again.

Xu Yao, who had done all this, let out a sigh of relief.

"Alright, the battle is over. This is enough to prove that you're no good at all."

Zhao Long gritted his teeth in frustration.

Having lost so miserably, what else could he say?

Upon seeing that scene, the middle-aged man also laughed.

"Little brat, that's why I said you're no good. What significant improvement can you expect from just a month and a half of training? Besides, you're not very skilled at using combat techniques."

"I'm different. In the past month and a half, I've thoroughly mastered my combat skills."

After saying that, the middle-aged man quickly walked towards Xu Yao.

"Xu Yao, now it's my turn to have a match with you."

Upon seeing that scene, Zhao Long let out a disdainful snort.

"I've already gotten completely destroyed again, and you're not much better off. I'll lose, and you'll probably lose too."

The middle-aged man smiled and shook his head upon hearing this.

"Little brat, that's not right of you. Didn't you already weaken Xu Yao's fighting power with your own? I should thank you for your contribution."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Long gritted his teeth fiercely.

"Even if you win, so what? Your victory will be dishonest!"

"That's not necessarily true," the middle-aged man said with a sly smile. "I'm not as narrow-minded as you; I'm very open-minded."

"I don't care about the process, I only care about the result. If I win, I win; if I lose, I lose."

"First place is completely irrelevant to me. What I want is to defeat Xu Yao."