() "Come! Let me see if you have stagnated after so many years."
Ling Chen took a few steps back, his white Taiyi clothes lifted slightly, and his face showed a determined expression.
Wu Chen (An Jinxuan) in the audience was shocked. Is this kid crazy? His cultivation level is in the Soul Gathering Stage, which is higher than Wu Chen's. What does he have to rely on?
"Hey...this one is even more idiotic"
At the corner of the square, a man in the crowd with disheveled hair suddenly had a flash of light in his cloudy eyes! He looked at the scene on the ring with clear eyes.
Turning his head thoughtfully, Sin Sin returned to his glazed look. The outer disciples who were passing by in a hurry quickly passed Sin Sin for fear of offending this god of plague.
"Sick in the brain! Damn boy Ling"
Xiao Yu kept banging on the small wooden table behind him, causing the vendor who knew Xiao Yu's background to complain.
The fellow sufferer looked at Fatty Su next to him. The merchant's intestines turned green with regret. Wasn't he just selling a small sword that couldn't be sold for three months? As for tormenting me like this?
Now even if the vendor says he won't sell it, he's afraid it won't work! At first, the other party thinks the vendor is deliberately teasing them and retaliates against his small stall.
Secondly, this small sword cannot be sold even in March, and it is not easy for vendors.
"Senior sister! Calm down, you think this kid doesn't deserve to be so angry with you."
Fatty Su ran up to Xiao Yu and said flatteringly.
"go away!"
Xiao Yu shouted loudly, and slapped the mountain of meat in front of him that blocked his sight. The powerful force of the second level of the Soul Gathering Stage directly knocked Fatty Su staggering, and he circled to the side of the vendor...
"This is what you said! I hope you won't regret it."
Angered by Ling Chen's slightly dismissive words, Qingyan shook his left hand! The blue lightsaber turned into a blue light and wrapped around Qingyan's body.
A round blue arc appeared next to Qingyan, gradually covering Qingyan's whole body! Until it was completely submerged.
"Beat him"
"beat him"
The audience was already filled with passion, and many passionate outer disciples shouted for the spiritual stones (bets) in their hearts, in order to influence Xiaoyan on the stage, giving her the power of faith, hoping that she could defeat her opponent! Although
The gap between this opponent and Xiaoyan is as huge as the chasm, but it can't stop the roaring shouts of many outer disciples, which are simply more passionate than when they themselves came on stage——
Damn it! Why don't you admit defeat? Qingyan is very angry!
The reason why I used the extremely powerful "Taiyi Sword Technique" from the beginning was to hope that the strange man opposite me would retreat in spite of the difficulties.
Qingyan's eyes, wrapped in blue light, looked angrily at the smiling strange man in front of him through the light screen.
Ling Chen looked at the pair of big smart eyes between the gaps in the blue light, and a trace of anger flashed through him! He couldn't help but smile softly, yes! Those were the familiar eyes of his junior sister.
"The main peak of the outer gate 'Mingqi', 'Mu Qingyan', is asking for help."
This is the rule in the arena. Since it is a fair duel! Then you are not afraid to report Shantou and Mingwei. Even if some losers are dissatisfied, they can invite their friends and have a fair and just arena fight with the other party. Before the fight begins
Signing up for Mingwei has become a necessary step before the start of the arena competition.
"Haha, Evil Cloud Peak 'Ling Chen'"
Ling Chen smiled and announced his name Wei.
Sure enough, even the name has changed. The junior sister must have experienced something... that caused her to not remember me. Ling Chen confirmed his thoughts again.
"Evil Cloud Peak!"
"Evil Cloud Peak...
"Has Xie Yun Peak fallen to this level? Just casually accepting a disciple from the Servant Academy as a disciple?"
"Isn't it? Evil Cloud Peak is about to close."
"Haha, I heard that Xie Yun Peak used to be the main peak of Taiyi Sect."
As soon as many outer disciples heard that Ling Chen reported to the mountain, they immediately began to ridicule ten times more violently than before. Their laughter rolled in like a tide, mercilessly drowning Wuchen (An Jinxuan and the others) in the crowd.
Wuchen's face was ashen, and he and An Jinxuan silently endured the cold words and taunts around him. An Jinxuan raised his head and looked at the taunting people around him. Veins popped up on his handsome forehead, full of anger.
An Jinxuan, who was about to fight back, was suddenly grabbed by a generous hand. Looking back at Wuchen, An Jinxuan had a look of confusion and unwillingness on his face...
"Don't act out of loyalty. In Taiyi, the rules are very strict."
Wuchen looked at the arena and whispered with his eyes unchanged.
An Jinxuan, who was struggling a little, fell silent and let Wuchen's big hand hold his arm tightly...
"I didn't expect that Xie Yun Peak had been silent for so many years, and someone else except Wu Chen finally appeared."
"And as soon as he came out, he entered the ring with Ming Qi Feng. If that boy's strength wasn't so low, I would have even suspected that a heaven-defying evildoer like Senior Xie Yun would emerge from the silent Xie Yun Peak again, haha."
"Does it mean you are a monster if you can enter the ring? Does your cultivation level mean you cannot enter the ring because you are low?"
Two tall and handsome men stood in the crowd, their lips moved but they did not make any sound. The white Taiyi clothes were similar to Qingyan's clothes, with a long silver thread running through the corners.
The unique marks of the "Ten Talents of the Outer Sect" and the "Ten Talents of the Outer Sect".
In fact, there are many outer disciples in the sect who do not wear uniform clothes, and there are also many disciples who are used to it casually and do not want to be too restricted by the sect.
Most outer disciples like to wear gorgeous Taiyi costumes, not only to represent their status, but also to look good.
In the vast sea of people, the two figures soon disappeared into the lively crowd. They had already predicted the outcome of this arena match without any suspense...
"Then be careful"
Mu Qingyan saw that the man named 'Ling Chen' in front of him had no intention of leaving. The flying blue lightsaber was like a gorgeous butterfly that had just happened to dance, hanging obediently beside Qingyan.
She was ready to use force to force Ling Chen to move off the ring.
"Well, just come and I'll be fine."
The plain tone sounded like a slap in the face to Qingyan.
Arrogant, arrogant... At this moment, Qingyan has positioned Ling Chen in front of him as the type of person who is arrogant...
Whoops! The gorgeous blue sword glows golden under the sunlight. He holds the blue sword tightly in his right hand. A green aura blooms under Qingyan's feet. His body rises lightly, holding the sword in his hand! Stab straight.
Ling Chen's chest.
Although he was angry, Qingyan clearly knew that the cultivation level of Ling Chen in front of him was far inferior to hers, so the tip of the sword floating straight forward did not carry any aura.
The floating green figure quickly arrived in front of Ling Chen, who was not very far away in almost the blink of an eye.
"I was so scared...haha"
"Trash,..."
The noise in the audience followed the battle in the ring without a moment's rest.
"Why don't you hide?"
An Jinxuan in the audience looked at Ling Chen who was about to touch the sword, and the worry on his face was clearly evident.
"Ling Chen..."
Xiao Yu and Fatty Su were in the distance and couldn't see clearly, but they couldn't help but scream in surprise.
"you……"
Looking at Ling Chen in front of him, Qing Yan was determined to stop, but he didn't want everyone in the audience to gossip, and his head was in a mess for a while.
"Don't doubt, don't stop"
Ling Chen closed his eyes and spoke a determined voice from the corner of his mouth.
At this time, Qingyan's hesitant right hand grasped the long sword tightly and continued to move forward. The tip of the sword was directly touching the Taiyi pattern engraved on Lingchen's chest. The danger was imminent.