It is too risky to send Huang An to appear in such a critical competition.

Even Huang An himself did not expect that Xiao Yang would put the heavy responsibility on his shoulders at this time, his eyes widened, and an incredible light flashed in his eyes.

"Brother Yang...I..."

Meirou quickly persuaded, "Boss, this contest is extraordinary, why don't you think about it again!"

"That's it! Boss, Meirou said so, let's rethink it!"

Tie Hand and Qingmian were unifying each other in a rare manner, and took a step forward together, echoing Meirou's words just now.

Xiao Yang's face showed a very interesting smile, as if waiting for a good show to happen, and he slowly waved his head.

"No need, let Huang An go!"

Xiao Yang wanted to let these people in the Liusha organization compete. With Kong Linghui's strength, he probably couldn't resist it for too long. This made this competition lose its interest. He also wanted to see what Huang An's skills were so that he would decide whether to hand over the undead organization to Huang An after leaving Qiannan country.

The people from the Quicksand Organization saw that Xiao Yang's idea was so sure and he had no slight wavering, so he had to give up.

Huang An said hesitantly: "Brother Yang, I'm afraid... I'm afraid I'm not his opponent!"

Huang An was quite old in Qiannan, so he naturally knew that Kong Linghui could start as a soldier and become the commander without relying on any background or backstage before he was over fifty years old. He had outstanding strength. The burden of such a battle that concerns the life and death of the undead organization was still too heavy for Huang An, and he could not guarantee whether he would win.

"You can go there with confidence and boldness, don't worry about the consequences!"

Xiao Yang said calmly.

It seemed that in his heart, he did not take this contest seriously.

After hearing this, Huang An did not hesitate anymore, but nodded heavily, responded, and walked towards Kong Linghui.

"Captain Kong, he has no eyes and no fists, and he will offend him later!"

The anger accumulated in Kong Linghui's chest was already booming. Seeing Huang An finally stood up to challenge, it seemed as if he had found an exit for floods to discharge the flood. The strong anger in his eyes was staring at Huang An.

"Stop talking nonsense, start!"

Just before the words were finished, Kong Linghui suddenly shouted in the air, responding to the shouting. He stepped out of the air with a quick step, like an arrow leaving the string, passing through the air in the void, making a whizzing sound.

Two fists as big as sandbags were lifted over their heads, and the fists were covered with a fierce fist wind, and they rushed straight towards Huang An's face.

The sound of fist wind burst, and Huang An hurriedly dodged.

And these bursting sounds sounded in his ears, and he couldn't help but sweat.

A person standing by and watching the quicksand organization fighting between Huang An and Kong Linghui could not help but worry about Huang An.

A layman watches the excitement, while an expert sees the tricks!

The members of the Quicksand Organization could see the gap in strength between the two of them just as Huang An and Kong Linghui fought.

Kong Linghui's move was fierce, fisting to the flesh, and he was only focused on attacking. Although there were many loopholes on the defensive end, such rapid successive attacks had already made Huang An overwhelmed, and he could not afford to take the opportunity to turn the enemy and reverse the situation on the field.
Chapter completed!