"Hey, I was waiting for this in vain. It's all over now. It's boring. It's really boring."

Some of the old disciples who came here specially sighed and left one after another. Lin Xiao's bloodline level made them not only surprised, but also disappointed.

Originally they thought that the Son of Luck would surprise them, and perhaps a peerless genius like Luo Ying would appear. But now it seems that they thought too much.

"Lin Xiao...you don't have to be sad. Bloodline does not determine everything about a warrior. There are still some warriors in Donghuang who have achieved good results despite their low bloodline level."

Seeing Lin Xiao coming, Jiang Mengyu comforted him.

"That's right, Lin Xiao, you don't have to be discouraged. Since you can become a child of luck, it is enough to prove your talent. Don't listen to those gossips and just practice hard."

Qingshan patted Lin Xiao's shoulder and comforted him, but deep in his eyes, there was still a trace of disappointment.

Not only them, but the rest of the Qingyu League also had dejected expressions on their faces.

Originally, they thought that the addition of the Sons of Destiny would change the situation in which the Qingyu League had been suppressed. But now it seems that everything is just an illusion. After all, it will be difficult for the Qingyu League to stand up.

All this was seen by Lin Xiao, but he didn't say anything. There are many things that are useless just by talking about them, and can be proven with actual actions. He, Lin Xiao, also has his own pride.

"Let's go, Junior Brother Lin, don't worry too much about these things. Nothing is absolute. I believe you will never make a mistake in the future."

Shi Hao came over and patted Lin Xiao on the shoulder.

"That's right, Lin Xiao, you don't have to worry too much about this. You are a child of luck. Based on this alone, you are already stronger than many of them."

Zhang Wei also came over and said, obviously worried that this matter would affect Lin Xiao's practice.

"Yes, Junior Brother Lin, you are the best, we all believe in you."

There were also other members of the Qingyu Alliance who came over to comfort them. Of course, there were also some people who sighed with disappointment on their faces.

"It's okay, I'm okay, thank you everyone, thank you, I will definitely not disappoint everyone's expectations, our Qingyu Alliance will definitely become stronger and stronger."

Lin Xiao cupped his fists and saluted, feeling a warm feeling in his heart. Even when his bloodline level was "very low", Jiang Mengyu, Qingshan, Shi Hao, Zhang Wei and others did not complain about themselves, but instead gave him

Encouragement, this moved Lin Xiao very much. What keeps everyone together is not just a simple interest relationship, but a true friendship.

"Haha, it's really ridiculous. After awakening such a rubbish bloodline, I still can't recognize myself. I really don't know where the confidence comes from. Sure enough, the more ignorant people are, the more confident they are. They are all a bunch of rabble, a bunch of rubbish. They are really suitable to be piled up.

Together."

The curly-haired young man mocked wantonly, with a look of disdain on his face. With everyone in the Shura Alliance here, he had nothing to fear.

As soon as these words came out, the faces of everyone in the Qingyu Alliance suddenly darkened.

Lin Xiao, who planned to go back and continue practicing, suddenly stopped when he heard these words, turned around, and looked at the curly-haired young man, with a cold light in his eyes.

He doesn't care if someone talks about him, but now the other person is insulting the entire Qingyu League and his friends.

"What? Isn't what I said the truth? Son of Luck. In my opinion, your ability to become a Son of Luck depends entirely on luck. If our senior brother Li Xuan participates in the Battle of Luck, you will have nothing to do with us."

The curly-haired young man caught Lin Xiao's gaze and sneered without hesitation. He knew that the harder he scolded, the happier Ye Long, Li Xuan and others would be. Only by pleasing them could he get along better in the Shura League in the future.

"I'll give you a chance to apologize to Qingyu Alliance!"

Lin Xiao walked slowly towards the curly-haired young man and said in a deep voice.

"Junior brother Lin, forget it!"

At this time, Shi Hao grabbed Lin Xiao. One more thing would be better than one less thing. Besides, if there was a fight, it would still be the Qingyu Alliance who would suffer.

"Lin Xiao, we don't want to be on the same level as them, so we're leaving."

Jiang Mengyu also advised that there was no way, the Qingyu Alliance was not strong enough and did not dare to challenge the Shura Alliance.

"Lin Xiao, take a step back and the sky will be brighter for you. Come back. The future is long. Don't act on impulse."

Qingshan also said that he didn't want to make the matter bigger, otherwise it would be difficult to end.

"Senior Brother Shi, don't worry, I have my own sense of discretion."

Lin Xiao took away Shi Hao's hand and continued to walk towards the curly-haired young man.

"What? Are you not convinced? You want to hit me. Come on, come on. I will go over and let you hit me. If you don't dare to take action, you will be raised by me."

The curly-haired young man sneered and took a few symbolic steps forward. He expected that Lin Xiao would not dare to take action. All the masters of the Shura Alliance were here, and Lin Xiao was just a newcomer. I bet he didn't have the guts yet.

Sure enough, before walking very far, Lin Xiao stopped.

The smile on the corner of the curly-haired young man's mouth became thicker, and he said disdainfully, "Originally, I thought you were a little brave, but now it seems that you are just bluffing and useless -"

Whoosh!

Before he could finish his words, suddenly, a sharp sound of breaking wind sounded.
Chapter completed!