Chapter 149 The Competition Begins

The next day at noon, the sun was shining and the weather was fine.

A cordon had been drawn on an open flat land in the western suburbs of Dajing City, and roadblocks had been set up on the surrounding roads.

Only those who were invited or from the spiritual world could pass through the heavy blockades and come here.

And this is the venue selected by the headquarters for the fight between Fang Shiming and Ye Zhen, two ghost riders. Because the fight between ghost riders is too uncertain, the headquarters specially chose this remote place.

As the time of the competition approached, many people had gathered around the venue, including industry bosses with extraordinary temperament and ghost riders with different expressions and air conditioners.

Although there were many people, the headquarters had been prepared for a long time. Not only did the military and police maintain order, but there were also ghost riders wandering around. The visitors were in awe of the headquarters' power, so the scene was not chaotic.

"Someone is coming!"

"It seems to be someone from the circle of friends. Fang Shiming is here."

Suddenly, a convoy drove over from a distance, and more than a dozen people got off and walked towards the venue, causing everyone to talk.

Fang Shiming walked in front, and President Fei followed behind him. The rest of the people were all ghost riders in the circle of friends. Jiang Shangbai was not among them. On the one hand, Jiang Shangbai did not do well in the ghost temple incident, and his ranking in the circle of friends dropped. On the other hand, he was disfigured and was not suitable to appear in such a solemn occasion.

When they arrived at the edge of the venue, President Fei and the ghost riders behind him did not continue to move forward. The competition range was ahead. They watched Fang Shiming walk into the venue.

"We will win this battle!"

Everyone in the circle of friends cheered for Fang Shiming loudly.

At the same time, another convoy arrived, and five or six people came down. The leader held his head high and strode forward.

"It's Ye Zhen. You can tell by the way he walks."

"Sure enough, you can tell that he is a master just by looking at his temperament."

"I really don't know who is the best ghost rider in Asia today?"

When Ye Zhen and his group arrived at the edge of the venue, Ye Zhen did not go in immediately, but turned to look at his subordinates who followed behind him.

A Wu and his men looked at each other, and finally gritted their teeth, stamped their feet, closed their eyes and shouted:

"Ye Zhen, Ye Zhen, thunderous, imposing, brave!"

The uniform slogan, along with the rough voices of several men, spread throughout the venue, making everyone around them pay attention to them.

Seeing this, Ye Zhen nodded with satisfaction, feeling good about himself, worthy of the slogan he thought of after thinking for a night.

"This Ye Zhen, as the intelligence said, is a very interesting person." Cao Yanhua couldn't help laughing when he saw this scene on a newly built high platform next to the venue.

Some important figures from the headquarters sat on the high platform to witness this competition. They originally invited Wang Xiaoming, but were rejected.

At this time, in the headquarters,

Wang Xiaoming had just finished a morning's work and returned to his residence. He lay on the bed and closed his eyes to take a nap.

The main reason why he did not go to watch the competition between Fang Shiming and Ye Zhen was that the result of the competition had been determined due to the participation of the coffin nails. He was not very interested in wasting a whole morning to watch a competition whose result was already known.

On the other side, at the western suburbs,

after Fang Shiming and Ye Zhen came on stage, an old man suddenly appeared between them, leaning on a cane and saying expressionlessly:

"I am the referee of this competition. You don't have to worry about me. I will only take action when you can't control the situation."

After that, Qin Lao disappeared again.

"Who is this person? Why did he enter the competition venue?"

"It should be someone arranged by the headquarters. You can see that the headquarters has no reaction. Obviously, they have known about this situation for a long time."

The appearance of Qin Lao caused discussions among the onlookers, and they speculated on the intention of the headquarters.

Seeing Qin Lao appear, Cao Yanhua on the high platform showed a smile. This was arranged by him. It is easy to have accidents when two world-class ghost riders fight. In order to prevent accidents, he specially asked Qin Lao to take action.

As a ghost rider who has lived from the Republic of China to the present, Qin Lao's strength is unfathomable. In Cao Yanhua's opinion, neither Fang Shiming nor Ye Zhen can be Qin Lao's opponent.

This competition can only be foolproof with Qin Lao in charge.

In the competition venue,

"Who is this old man?" Ye Zhen looked at the place where Qin Lao disappeared and wondered.

Qin Lao, who suddenly appeared and disappeared, made Ye Zhen feel a little threatened. He could feel that this old man was not simple.

Fang Shiming stood opposite and did not speak. He knew about Qin Lao, but there was no need to tell Ye Zhen.

However, with Qin Lao present in this competition, it was impossible to play dirty tricks. It seemed that he could only do what the headquarters said.

Thinking of this, Fang Shiming looked at Ye Zhen and thought: "You are lucky today, otherwise I will beat you even if I risk the punishment from the headquarters."

Feeling Fang Shiming's unfriendly gaze, Ye Zhen quickly put Qin Lao behind his mind, put his hands on his waist and said:

"Xiao Fang, you have been very arrogant recently. You dare to call yourself the best in Asia. Today I will teach you a lesson and let you know what the real best ghost rider in Asia is."

Ignoring Ye Zhen's provocation, Fang Shiming said lightly: "Stop talking nonsense, start when you are ready!"

Feeling the powerful spiritual suppression force in his hand, Fang Shiming's confidence increased greatly. If the function of this thing is the same as described by the headquarters, he will definitely win this competition today.

"Why don't you fight? Didn't I come so far to watch you two talk?"

"Hurry up and fight! Someone from the headquarters will announce the start of the competition."

The slight noise did not affect the two people present. Ye Zhen twisted his neck and said: "Okay, then I'll start!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a bright light falling on Ye Zhen, and then the light flashed to Fang Shiming, raised his fist and was about to hit Fang Shiming in the face.

"Bahuang Liuhe Weizunquan!"

call!

The moment Ye Zhen took action, Fang Shiming also moved, and the Ghost Wind Ghost Realm unfolded. When the wind sounded, he had already circled behind Ye Zhen and used his ghost-suppressing ability at the same time.

After Ye Zhen punched the air, before he could react, he felt a heavy weight on his back, as if he was carrying a mountain and couldn't move.

"It's just pressure, nothing more!"

Ye Zhen secretly used the scapegoat ability to take away the pressure from the oppressor, and turned around to punch.

"This Ye Zhen's ability is really weird. He can even ignore the attacks of the Suppressing Ghost. He can win the battle quickly. It seems that he can only use it!"

Seeing that Ye Zhen was only dull for a moment and then returned to normal, Fang Shiming knew that it would be difficult to defeat Ye Zhen based on his own ability alone, because he had three powerful ghosts on his body. In terms of supernatural attack strength, the oppressive ghost was the only one. .

Even the attack of the oppressor ghost was ineffective, let alone the other two fierce ghosts.

However, it is impossible for Ye Zhen to defeat him, because Ye Zhen's attack method is too single, and the intensity of the ghost realm cannot suppress his ghost wind, making it difficult to hit him.