At this moment, the atmosphere around Lin Xiaoyao seemed tense.

Wang Hu is used to pretending to be powerful, and now he often follows Chen Lin around. He is almost known as Chen Lin's number one henchman.

Zhang Anping, the former loser, has become more honest recently for some reason. This allows Wang Hu to steal the limelight.

Now Wang Hu's boss, Chen Lin, has been promoted to the eighth level of the Ascension Realm, and has almost firmly established himself as the number one person in the Cangyun Sect's younger generation at the Ascension Realm.

So Wang Hu thinks he has nothing to be afraid of.

You're just a bitch! If you don't bite for your master, what kind of a qualified bitch is that?

I am Chen Lin’s bitch! Don’t shudder!

Although Lin Xiaoyao is the son of the sect leader, he has been a waste for so many years. Even if he is able to practice, he is still looked down upon by Wang Hu.

Wang Hu's act of provoking Lin Xiaoyao was considered well thought out.

This wave can not only establish a sense of presence in front of the boss Chen Lin and express one's loyalty, but also can step on the son of the sect leader.

Being able to trample the young sect leader's face under his feet in full view of the public is enough to be used as a source of bragging for him when he goes out drinking in the future.

Even if his strength level is only average among the young disciples of this generation, his boss is powerful. What's more, even if his strength level is in the middle range, he is still much stronger than the useless young master in front of him.

With so many people here, the boss Chen Lin was also in front of him. Wang Hu was determined in his heart that Lin Xiaoyao would never cause trouble here.

Chen Lin felt a little unhappy when he saw Wang Hu jump out and provoke Lin Xiaoyao in person.

After all, Lin Xiaoyao is still the young sect leader of the Cangyun Sect, and can be considered one of his enemies. Now that you, Wang Hu, are jumping out to slap me in the face, don’t you take me, the eldest brother, seriously?

In this situation, Chen Lin was sure that Lin Xiaoyao would definitely suffer the loss of being dumb, but this was not a good thing for him.

If Lin Xiaoyao loses face now, when it comes to the sect competition, even if he beats Lin Xiaoyao, his face will be disgraced.

Chen Lin glanced sideways at Wang Hu, who was pretending to be powerful, and made a note in his mind, but said nothing more. If he tried to stop him now, not only would his younger brother be overly concerned, but his own face would also be tarnished. He would find an opportunity to teach Wang Hu a lesson in the future.

That’s it.

Now, whether it was Chen Lin, Wang Hu, or everyone behind him, they all thought that Lin Xiaoyao would definitely suffer the loss of being dumb.

Lin Xiaoyao indeed stood motionless, but there was a playful smile on his face.

Lin Xiaoyao patted Wang Hu on the shoulder.

"You have figured out the idea of ​​a dog relying on human power. When it comes to dogs, you are still the dog."

Immediately, Lin Xiaoyao suppressed the smile on his face and kicked out fiercely.

A heavy kick hit Wang Hu directly in the chest.

Wang Hu didn't even have time to scream. He felt as if his chest was being hit by a heavy hammer. He vomited blood and flew several feet away, rolling down dozens of steps!

Lin Xiaoyao did not explode his own profound strength, as if the kick just now was purely based on strength, and he directly kicked Wang Hu away.

"Natural power?!"

When Chen Lin and the people behind him saw this scene, their eyes widened in disbelief.

Without using mystical energy, he was able to kick away the powerful Wang Hu with just pure strength!?

What does this mean? This means that Lin Xiaoyao can compete with the second level of the Ascending Mysterious Realm simply by relying on his strength!

Chen Lin and everyone behind him were shocked and looked sideways at Lin Xiaoyao.

No wonder it is rumored that Lin Xiaoyao once secretly attacked and injured Chen Lin...

Only Wang Anping and the younger brothers behind him seemed to have expected it, and they didn't seem so shocked at this time.

After Chen Lin was shocked, he said disdainfully: "Hmph, are you too embarrassed to show your breath? You only have brute strength, but you are just a small person. The realm of profound strength is low, and you can't achieve anything big."

Everyone heaved a sigh of relief when they heard this and nodded one after another. With low cultivation level, having only brute strength is of no use.

Wang Hu, who had rolled down more than ten steps, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with a look of disbelief. After reacting, he immediately became furious!

I was actually humiliated by this useless young sect leader in front of everyone?!

"How could he have so much power?"

The severe pain from his chest made Wang Hu's heart tremble.

"I must have been unprepared just now! Sneak attack! Yes! He must have sneak attacked me. I was unprepared and was knocked away by him!"

Wang Hu was frantically trying to make amends for himself. He was unwilling to believe the fact that he was kicked away by a useless young sect leader.

He looked at the passers-by around him pointing in his direction, with undisguised expressions of ridicule and joking.

Wang Hu was filled with rage!

He got up in anger, ignored the severe pain in his chest, and shouted suddenly:

"If you dare to attack me sneakily, I will teach you a lesson today on behalf of the sect leader, so that you will know what dignity and inferiority are!"

Lin Xiaoyao, however, was still carrying his baggage and stood quietly on the steps above with an indifferent look on his face.

The disciples behind Chen Lin had a tacit understanding and all made way for Wang Hu to rush forward.

And Wang Hu also roared, frantically using the profound energy in his body, and rushed towards Lin Xiaoyao above!

"Tiger Fist!"

The profound energy in Wang Hu's body gathered towards his fist! A blue illusory tiger head faintly appeared!

"Tiger Fist is a yellow-level intermediate mystical skill! It is also Wang Hu's family heirloom skill! It seems that Wang Hu was really mad this time and did not hold back at all. But..." Wang Anping shook his head and sighed.

He didn't say the rest of the sentence, and even if he did, most people present wouldn't believe it.

Because Wang Anping and the younger brothers behind him knew that even if Wang Hu tried his best to use his family's Tiger Fist, he would not be able to defeat Lin Xiaoyao.

In just a few breaths, Wang Hu had already charged forward and was only three steps away from Lin Xiaoyao, but at this moment, Lin Xiaoyao remained motionless.

Facing Wang Hu's fist that was very close at hand, Lin Xiaoyao did not avoid it, as if he wanted to let the fist tightly wrapped in profound energy fall on his chest.

Seeing this scene, Chen Lin frowned a little.

The younger brothers behind him also looked puzzled.

They all don't understand, what is Lin Xiaoyao going to do?

Could it be that he came here to have porcelain?

"No! Lin Xiaoyao is not a fool!" Chen Lin suddenly realized something was wrong!

"Is it possible that he came here deliberately to cause trouble, and then asked my men to injure him so that he could take the opportunity to recover and then not participate in the sect competition in half a month!?"

Chen Lin was thinking wildly, suddenly woke up, and his face changed drastically!

"Wang Hu stop!!!"

Chen Lin shouted immediately, he even used his mysterious power crazily, preparing to stop it!

Because of the intense running, the cold wind blew on his face, and Wang Hu felt a lot more awake.

Although he is a bitch, he is not a fool!

Although the person in front of him is a loser, he is still the young sect leader of Cangyun Sect and the proper biological son of the sect leader.

If he had a normal competition with Lin Xiaoyao, it would not matter even if he was injured, but now it is indeed a private fight!

As for what happened today, it was Wang Hu who provoked him first. If Lin Xiaoyao was seriously injured now... Not to mention that the sect leader would not let him go, even the great elder Chen Hong and the boss Chen Lin might be willing to do something for them.

Even if you look good, you will punish yourself severely!

Thinking of this, Wang Hu suddenly broke into a cold sweat.

Looking at Lin Xiaoyao who was motionless in front of him with a joking smile on his face, a chill went up Wang Hu's back.

Something is wrong! The more I think about it, the more it looks like a game!

If his punch really hit him, Lin Xiaoyao might not die, but he would definitely die!

After Wang Hu figured this out, he suddenly stopped in his tracks!
Chapter completed!