Jiang Ling didn't say anything anymore, but glared at Han Lin fiercely, with a murderous look in his eyes, and then retreated angrily to another table, just drinking.
The middle-aged man in blue said to Han Lin: "Mr. Lin, it's enough for young men to fight. Such a move is a killing move, which is not what young people should do. I hope Mr. Lin will remember it."
After hearing this, Han Lin nodded in agreement and thanked the middle-aged man in blue.
At this time, Zhao Pinghui came over with a wine glass and said to Han Lin: "The two moves Brother Lin just used in succession really made that kid from Jiangling look ugly. I admire him."
Han Lin smiled slightly and said, "Thank you for inviting me."
Sitting at the table, the housekeeper of the Zhao family who had just invited Han Lin filled the wine for the two of them. Zhao Pinghui picked up the wine glass and said, "It would be a great pleasure to meet Brother Lin on such an occasion. Please!"
Han Lin smiled slightly, picked up the wine glass, took a sip, and said, "You're welcome."
In fact, Zhao Pinghui had been paying attention to Jiang Ling, so he also took a few more glances at Han Lin, who had just had a conflict with Jiang Ling. As the young master of the Zhao family, his soul perception was no worse than Han Lin, so the "red" move Han Lin used
Emperor Split Yang said: "He has a panoramic view.
"I wonder which master Brother Lin studied under?" Zhao Pinghui put down his wine glass and asked.
Han Lin smiled in his heart, thinking that you finally showed your fox tail. He smiled and said: "Master, he has lived in seclusion for many years, so it's okay not to mention it."
"Oh, then Brother Lin is alone now. If you don't mind, please invite Brother Lin to the Zhao family in Yuehu City as a guest."
"Haha, I will definitely visit him when I have time in the future." How could Han Lin not know about Zhao Pinghui's attempts to win over him, so he gave him a soft nail.
After lunch, everyone took a rest, and the afternoon arena competition continued.
The first was the duel between the ten winners in the morning. After winning five people, the duel continued. Just one hour passed, and only the young man named Wu Hua was left in the ring.
Wu Hua, from the Wu family in Minglu City, is also a Xuanxiu family, but compared with the original family, it can only be ranked second or third rate. Since the establishment of the Wu family, there has never been any particularly famous Xuanxiu monk with the highest cultivation level.
It's only up to
At the second level of the Life-Breaking Mirror, Wu Hua is different. At such a young age, he has greatly surpassed the cultivation level of his elders at the same age. Therefore, the Wu family has also invested a lot of manpower, financial and material resources in Wu Hua.
, to train Wu Hua.
This time, Wu Hua came to participate in the martial arts competition to recruit a bride, with the consent of his family. Of course, the Wu family also knew that Wu Hua's cultivation at this time alone would never be able to win, but they wanted Wu Hua to come and experience it, to see the real talent among his peers.
Strong.
In one morning and one hour in the afternoon, Wu Hua won the final victory. Standing on the ring, although he knew that the real strong men had not yet taken the stage, the pride in his heart still vaguely raised its head, making him couldn't help but
He had an expression of arrogance.
"Whoosh."
A white figure flashed past, and there was another person on the stage. It was Jiang Ling who was very deflated after eating at noon. "Purple Lu City, Jiang Family, Jiang Ling."
"Minglu City, Wu Family, Wu Hua."
After informing each other about their names and origins, Jiang Ling stopped talking. With a shake of his hands, a strong and powerful profound energy naturally released, and the pressure on the ring suddenly increased.
Wu Hua did not hesitate. He took two steps back, put his feet in a stable posture, clasped his hands together, and the skin on his hands instantly turned khaki.
Han Lin watched from the audience. It was obvious that Jiang Ling's cultivation level was higher than that of Wu Hua, but Wu Hua practiced earth-attribute Xuan Gong and was best at defense and power-based offense. And Jiang Ling looked at the audience on the stage.
, but what he is practicing is the wind attribute mystical skill. Now the two are facing each other, and it is clear who wins and who loses.
Wu Hua moved his body, pushed his palms to both sides, and then turned his right hand half a circle. Immediately, a thick energy formed an energy wall in front of him. Knowing that he was not his opponent, he prepared his defense first.
The move was really not bad. While defending, Wu Hua's left hand turned into a claw and clawed hard at the ground. In an instant, a stronger energy formed an earth-yellow ball and smashed it towards Jiang Ling.
Jiang Ling sneered, jumped up to a height of more than ten feet, and at the same time waved his arms rapidly, and the wind blades quickly slashed at the yellow ball. The sound of "chichichi..." echoed in the ring, and then "boom"
With a loud bang, the two energies completely collided together.
Jiang Ling's figure, which slowly descended in mid-air, landed firmly on the ring, but Wu Hua took two steps back, his face a little pale. Before Wu Hua could stabilize his figure, Jiang Ling quickly formed seals with his hands, and suddenly there was a more powerful energy.
Then, the violent energy like a tornado brought a "whooshing" sound of wind. However, these winds did not go beyond the edge of the ring, but were only controlled between him and Wu Hua.
This precise control was applauded by Han Lin. Thinking that he had not yet mastered the control of "Red Emperor's Splitting Yang Dao" and "Golden Emperor's Wusheng Dao", he felt a little ashamed in his heart.
This further aggravated his desire to win the championship this time.
No matter Jiang Ling or Zhao Pinghui, even if Li Lang, who is called the monster, comes out, I, Han Lin, will trample you one by one!
Of course, I am just doing it for my own cultivation. If you don’t mind that Yuan Qingyi and I have physical intimacy in the future, I can let you marry her.
Thinking like this, I looked at the arena and saw that the situation had changed.
Wu Hua sat cross-legged on the ground. The yellow energy became more and more intense under the stimulation of Xuan Qi, and was gathering on top of his head. At this moment, yellow energy more than three feet high had been gathered on top of his head.
Pillar.
On the opposite side, Jiang Ling saw that his energy accumulation was getting stronger and stronger, and the offensive in his hands was getting out of control. His hands moved rhythmically, and the snow-white wind blades were slashing at the energy. However, in the end, he found that those wind blades were not effective against that energy.
As far as the energy pillar is concerned, it is just a decoration. As soon as the wind blade penetrated into the energy pillar, it was swallowed up by the energy pillar.
Jiang Ling's face darkened, he jumped into the air, formed seals with his hands, and suddenly a violent energy swirled towards him. Looking at Wu Hua's movements below, Jiang Ling spread his hands, and those energies were mixed together in the void.
Together, everyone present can see that when this ball of energy is released, it will cause many terrifying effects.
The masters of the original family are fully prepared at this time. If an unexpected situation occurs, they will quickly fly out to block the spread of energy and prevent lives.
"Ten Thousand Winds and Gangqi!"
"Thick soil for thousands of years!"
The two of them shouted almost at the same time. Wu Hua raised the energy column more than one foot high with both hands and threw it at Jiang Ling in the air. Jiang Ling also pushed out the energy ball in his hands with both palms at the same time.
I saw that the energy ball collided with the khaki body, and began to eat away at the thick khaki body bit by bit. Wu Hua, below, tightly controlled the energy of the energy column with both hands, constantly stimulating the profound energy in his body.
output to ensure that the energy column is not quickly eroded.
When Jiang Ling saw it, he sneered, quickly slapped a dozen palms on the ball of light with his hands, and shouted: "Winds are everywhere!" In an instant, the big ball of light made a few "chichi" sounds, and then it automatically divided into dozens.
A small ball of light circled around the bend and hit Wu Hua's body below.
This time, Wu Hua could no longer dodge. If he let go, he would be attacked. At this moment, a blue shadow flashed across the ring, picked up Wu Hua and dodged to the side, and then waved his hand and pushed out a thick wave of
The mysterious energy tightly wrapped the mysterious skills used by Jiang Ling and Wu Hua, and easily defused the explosion.
Obviously, Jiangling won this game.
Jiang Ling stood on the ring, his face unchanged and his heart not beating. It seemed that everything just happened was just children's play. Jiang Ling walked around the ring, first bowed to the people of the Yuan family, and then turned around and rushed to the ring.
Zhao Pinghui waved and said loudly:
: "Zhao Pinghui, it's up to us next. Although everyone knows that we have to fight against Li Lang in the end, but the one who is qualified to fight against Li Lang must be the one who wins. I think since you are here, you will not be here
Just sit there and watch me win in the end."
Zhao Pinghui looked at Jiang Ling on the stage coldly and said: "Victory? It's too early to say that. Even if I, Zhao Pinghui, don't take action, I'm afraid you will still fall to ten or eight others, but you just defeated one Huiqi
He's just a third-level Xuan monk, what's there to show off?"
"Hahaha... It seems that you really came to see the fun. That's good. It will save you from defeat at my hands and make your Zhao family lose face."
Zhao Pinghui just sneered twice and did not answer.
Han Lin had already seen from the verbal battle between the two that Zhao Pinghui's temperament was much higher than Jiang Ling's. Being able to suppress his anger without being provoked in this situation was not something ordinary young people could do. He could maintain
If you stay calm, you will have a better chance of winning than Jiangling.
Zhao Pinghui's cultivation level has not been seen all this time, which makes Han Lin feel a little uneasy. Maybe he is the last strong one.
On the stage, Jiang Ling turned around and glanced at the people in the audience, and suddenly saw the plain-faced Han Lin. He immediately thought of the humiliation he had received during lunch. He sneered in his heart, raised his middle finger at Han Lin, and then shook his head twice.
shake.
After Han Lin looked at it, he smiled at Jiang Ling and shook his head.
Jiang Ling sneered and said: "If none of you come on stage again, then I will be the winner today. Please come out, Li Lang!" At the end of the sentence, he nodded to the Yuan family, his eyes full of joy.
An arrogant look.
At this moment, a shout came from the distance: "Su Li is still here, it's not your turn to act wild!"
This shout echoed in the air like thunder. A young man wearing linen clothes stood upright on the stage, with his hands behind his back, glaring at Jiang Ling coldly.
This young man is none other than Su Li, the young master of the Su family.