Should I dodge this punch? That's the question.

Avoiding it means that he is afraid. He does not even dare to take a punch from a small sea-viewing realm or a punch from a second-level martial arts cultivator.

Then wouldn’t he have practiced like a dog?

No hiding, but Qiu Yi's Taoist heart insisted on telling Qiu Yi.

If Qiu Yi had to catch this punch, it would definitely be a disaster.

And when the punch was only 0.01 centimeters away from Qiu Yi's head, Qiu Yi ducked sideways.

The violent fists directly bombarded the magic circle.

The magic circle covering this competition venue shook violently.

It seemed as if this magic circle was about to be broken directly by Lin Bei's punch.

"Avoid it!"

"Qiu Yi escaped!"

"Coward! You don't even dare to take a punch from Hall Master Lin!"

"Just now, Hall Master Lin held his wind blade with force!"

"What a genius from Storm Peak! Rubbish!"

"It's really embarrassing!"

"It's a whole level higher than Hall Master Lin, but in the end he didn't even dare to take the Hall Master's punch. It's simply ridiculous, and he even said so many big words!"

"Yes, I am this guy, I can just abstain."

"What kind of abstention? If I were him, I would just find a place to hide in. How can I dare to come out to see people in the future?"

When Qiu Yi dodged the punch, all kinds of ridicule and discussion broke out outside the court.

Especially those disciples from the Blood Demon Hall.

After seizing the opportunity, the disciples of the Blood Demon Hall mocked him with all their might, but they never thought of leaving any face to the other party.

These sounds were extremely uncomfortable to the ears of Kuangfeng Peak and other disciples.

But no matter how unhappy they were, they couldn't do anything and didn't dare to cause trouble outside the court.

And it is true that it was his senior brother who escaped.

The peak master of Guangfeng Peak also looked extremely ugly.

But it’s okay!

It's just a martial arts contest, there's no need to decide everything with just one punch!

If you can win! If you can kill this Lin Bei, then all the sounds will stop abruptly!

"You are really rubbish."

Lin Bei also mocked and slowly withdrew his fist strength.

And when he was mocking the other party, Lin Bei's eyes were very contemptuous, like looking at ants.

"Ahhh! Lin Dazhu! I'll kill you!"

Angry from embarrassment, Qiu Yi took out a white sickle and swung it at Lin Bei's head!

Lin Bei drew out his long knife.

"sulfuric acid!"

The sound of the collision of weapons echoed throughout the competition venue!

The long sword in Lin Bei's hand is just a seventh-grade weapon. It is not very powerful. It can only be said to be barely useful.

Lin Bei kicked the opponent in the chest. This kick was like stepping on the ground!

Qiu Yi was kicked straight away by Lin Bei, drawing an arc in the air.

Qiu Yi stared at Lin Bei, reciting the spell, and a wind dragon swept from the sky!

The air ripped apart by the wind dragon was going to tear Lin Bei into pieces!

"It's not enough..."

Lin Bei shook his head.

With a slash of the mountain, this wind dragon was cut in half by Lin Bei!

Lin Bei disappeared on the spot.

When Lin Bei appeared again, Lin Bei slashed at the opponent with a knife!

Qiu Yi hid again.

The violent sword energy shattered the earth into a long crack.

"Death groan!"

Qiu Yi wants to kill Lin Bei!

Still want to kill mercilessly!

Leave Lin Bei no room to fight back!

The moment Lin Bei landed, Qiu Yi's spell was activated.

Strong winds were blowing around Lin Bei!

The strong wind tore Lin Bei's skin and drew blood marks on Lin Bei's body!

If it were a normal monk, he would have been torn apart by the strong wind!

But Lin Bei's body is really too hard!

It’s so hard that there’s nothing you can do about it!

It was so hard that even Qiu Yi felt it was exaggerated!

But if Lin Bei thought this was the end, he was so wrong!

Qiu Yi was floating in the air, with his hands raised high, and the sharp swords transformed by the strong wind were suspended in the sky above Lin Bei's head.

Not only that, Qiu Yi also presented a painting!

The scroll was revealed, and black chains spread out from the scroll, binding Lin Bei's hands and feet!

The mouth is also sealed!

"Go to hell!"

Qiu Yi held a long sword in his hand, which was wrapped in the strong wind.

A sword swung down.

The strong wind was like an electric drill drilling into Lin Bei's heart!

Tens of thousands of long knives transformed by the breeze fell from the sky.

Qiu Yi wants the other party to endure the pain of ten thousand swords piercing his body and his heart being broken!

"Master Cult Leader!"

Redfish shouted.

Early in the morning, Lin Bei woke up earlier than before Luo Qingming.

In the yard, Lin Bei first did a set of radio gymnastics. After stretching his muscles, he returned to the room to wake up Luo Qingming.

He must wake up Luo Qingming before six o'clock.

Otherwise, Luo Qingming will lose his temper again.

However, when Lin Bei asked Luo Qingming to get up, Luo Qingming would also be quite angry when he got up.

This kind of anger is not the yelling kind, but has a little bit of cuteness.

For example, this morning.

"Master Cult Leader, wake up, Master Cult Master." Lin Bei shouted from outside the screen.

"Hmm."

In the inner room, Luo Qingming hummed, and then there was no reply.

It looked like he had fallen asleep again...

"Master leader, get up." Lin Bei shouted again as he had no choice.

"Hmm." Luo Qingming hummed again.

At this time, according to usual experience, Lin Bei knew that Luo Qingming would definitely stay in bed again.

Ever since, Lin Bei walked into the inner room.

Lin Bei could already enter Luo Qingming's inner chamber.
To be continued...