Seeing that Lin Xiao was defeated so quickly, the disciple shook his head, looked at him with pity, and said:
"It's such a pity that these two weapons have become dusty in the hands of Junior Brother Lin."
This man's name was Qin Hong. He claimed to be the senior brother of these disciples based on how much older he was. In the past few days, he had "discussed" with Lin Xiao no less than three times. Each time, the results were similar. Lin Xiao was defeated.
Array is coming.
As for the reason for doing this, it was Fan Ziyu.
Due to the large number of people entering the martial arts hall, if they want to obtain more training resources, their own strength must be among the best in the martial arts hall, especially the disciples of their generation, a total of more than 20 people, plus people from the other two halls.
There are not as many as them.
Because of this, the competition has become increasingly fierce. Fan Ziyu bribed Qin Hong in advance and threatened to obtain some training resources for him, hoping that he would cause some trouble for Lin Xiao every now and then.
Who is this Fan Ziyu? In front of him, Hong Yuan of Wu Hall is holding the cake in his hand. He is not the only one, but there are three other people who have broken through the spirit-gathering vein. They are recognized as seniors by the disciples of this generation. In terms of seniority, the average strength of Lin
Xiao naturally fell behind.
To gain the favor of his senior brother, all he had to do was bully a junior fellow apprentice. How could he not do such a beautiful job?
Although Lin Xiao was born in the second-rate Lin family, Fan Ziyu was not a vegetarian. The Fan family also stood behind him. With such a backer, Qin Hong could be so unscrupulous. Furthermore, the tacit rules in the martial arts hall,
Strength speaks for itself.
Mu Yuan also wanted to stand up for Lin Xiao, but was rejected by him. The reason was that Lin Xiao did not want to owe others a favor, especially Mu Yuan, who was not familiar with him yet, and was even more embarrassed to owe others a favor.
The current troubles should be solved by oneself.
Looking at the arrogant Qin Hong, Lin Xiao rarely calmed down. He understood that if he simply fought with him, he would not gain anything and instead waste his training time. In the martial arts hall, everyone has a room that belongs to him.
My own quiet room, no big deal, I just hide in my quiet room all day long. When I become stronger, I will show up to fight with him again.
Although some people would say that he was scared out of his wits, being beaten several times had made Lin Xiao realize that it was not a long-term solution to continue to challenge him. He also needed to improve his own strength, otherwise, he would be passive forever.
That Fan Ziyu relied on his own influence to waste his practice time so effortlessly was really insidious.
Taking a deep breath, Lin Xiao looked at Qin Hong and said lightly:
"Senior Brother Qin taught me that I will practice diligently in the future..."
These words simply didn't sound like they came from his mouth. Only Lin Xiao himself knew how much anger he had suppressed now.
Obviously, Qin Hong would not let him go like this. After all, it was related to Fan Ziyu's opinion of him. He was surrounded by other disciples. If what happened today reached Fan Ziyu's ears, he would definitely gain more training resources for himself.
Others may not be important, but merit points are extremely precious. Merit points can only be earned through tasks issued by the sect, and these tasks are sometimes not completed by one person alone. If Fan Ziyu is in a better mood, he can earn more with him.
Merit points are what Qin Hong really wants.
"slow!"
Looking at Lin Xiao who was about to leave, Qin Hong gave a loud shout.
"Junior brother Lin, as your senior brother, I can't bear to see you being so fragile. In the future, when you leave the sect to practice, what should you do if you encounter danger?"
"It's better than this. From now on, we will discuss and learn from each other every two days, which can be regarded as helping you practice. I don't know what Junior Brother Lin means.
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What?"
Qin Hong's eyes were filled with evil gazes. The purpose of doing this was to make Lin Xiao unable to practice with peace of mind. If he dealt more harsh blows, he would have more time to recover from his injuries. The other disciples were standing by today.
Onlookers, he just wanted to prevent Lin Xiao from coming to the stage!
Lin Xiao, who was about to leave, was slightly startled. He knew exactly what Qin Hong was thinking and had already guessed who was plotting against him secretly.
"What's wrong with this...Senior Brother Qin is very strong. No matter how much I practice, I can't keep up with you. Thank you very much for your kindness."
After saying that, Lin Xiao was about to speed up and leave. Unexpectedly, Qin Hong became even more aggressive. He stepped forward and put his right hand on Lin Xiao's shoulder.
"Senior brother is also worried about your strength. With so many junior brothers watching from the side, you shouldn't let the senior brothers get down without any steps, right?"
The atmosphere suddenly dropped to freezing point. Lin Xiao frowned. Now he was forcing himself. If he begged, Qin Hong would let him go, but that would mean that he would lose his face. If he agreed,
, I’m afraid I won’t have any good days in the future.
"Hahaha... This senior brother, there is no need to be so aggressive, right?"
Who is it?
Everyone looked outside the door and saw a disciple wearing a purple robe slowly stepping in. His face was handsome and his figure was straight. Qin Hong also cast his gaze. He wanted to see if it was him.
Who wants to ruin his own good deeds?
"Brother Xiang?"
Lin Xiao looked at the visitor in front of him in disbelief. Didn't he go to the Formation Hall with Shuangmei? How come he still had time to come to the Martial Hall?
The visitor was none other than Xiang Luoxi. He was walking through the piles of palaces and pavilions when he suddenly heard the movement here and understood Lin Xiao's current difficult situation. As Zhu Xuanrou said, he stayed in Wutang and spent his days
Not having a good time.
"Humph....who are you?"
Seeing someone hit the muzzle of his gun, Qin Hong raised his eyebrows, took his right hand away from Lin Xiao's shoulder, turned around, and walked straight in the direction of Xiang Luoxi.
Among the several disciples present, some had also seen Xiang Luoxi. They had fought side by side in the jungle temple at that time, and had heard about his relationship with Lin Xiao.
"Hahaha... This senior brother, my name is Xiang Luoxi, is a disciple of the Formation Hall. I have nothing to do today, so I came to the Martial Hall to catch up with Brother Lin and catch up on old times."
Upon hearing that he was here to find Lin Xiao, Qin Hong sneered, looked Xiang Luoxi up and down, and said:
"Oh~~~ It turns out he is a friend of Junior Brother Lin. What a coincidence. Junior Brother Lin happened to be sparring with me. Now I am tired and want to go back to the quiet room to practice. You should come visit me another day."
As he spoke, Qin Hong's internal power quietly exploded, and his power slowly spread to the surroundings. Xiang Luoxi smiled. Judging from his perception, this person's strength was indeed good, but it did not mean that he could overwhelm him.
With a thought in his mind, Xiang Luoxi's power secretly exploded, colliding with his coercion, and actually gained the upper hand. Then Qin Hong's face changed, this person's strength was actually stronger than his own?
"Senior brother, I should have made it very clear just now. I am here to catch up with Brother Lin. As for you, you have nothing to do with me. Don't block my way here, okay?"
As soon as these words came out, the other disciples present looked at Xiang Luoxi with surprised eyes. You must know that Qin Hong is one of the strongest among them. His strength has reached the level of the peak of Shangyuan Vein, and he has half-stepped into Juju.
Spiritual Pulse, who is this person in front of you? How dare you mock like this?
As for those disciples who recognized Xiang Luoxi, they were not too surprised by his words. After all, they had seen with their own eyes that Xiang Luoxi fought against the ghost wolf alone. If it weren't for him, I'm afraid the disciples of the Jungle Temple would
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Most of them will be killed or injured, and if they cannot survive the rescue of Xuanzong's disciples, they will all die in the hands of the ghost wolf.
They quite agreed with Xiang Luoxi's strength in their hearts.
But Qin Hong is not a soft persimmon, how can he just give up? Yan Sheng shouted:
"Junior brother is so rude! Could it be that the senior brothers in the formation hall haven't taught you what respect is?"
Hearing this, Xiang Luoxi just smiled and replied lightly:
"Hehehe... My senior brothers did teach me some things, including that I only respect those who are stronger than me. Isn't this also the rule of your martial arts hall?"
Qin Hong's face turned pale with anger at these words. Before he could continue speaking, he heard Xiang Luoxi add:
"If senior brother is not convinced, why not argue with me and let Brother Lin practice more? I will be your opponent, okay?"
Lin Xiao looked at Xiang Luoxi with a complicated expression. He had such good behavior in Wutang, and Xiang Luoxi saw it. What was even more embarrassing was that Xiang Luoxi actually stood up for him.
"Oh? It seems like you want to regain some ground for Junior Brother Lin, hahaha... Then let me see what kind of strength you have, how dare you be so arrogant and domineering!"
Xiang Luoxi started gearing up and said calmly:
"Arrogant and domineering? Hahahaha... Such an arrogant and domineering person. Before I showed up, I didn't know who was so arrogant!"
"If you only use your words, it doesn't mean you are strong. Besides, this is the rule of our martial arts hall!"
"Huh... rules?"
The next second, Xiang Luoxi started to move instantly. His internal energy activated his Tongli and Solid pulses, and he punched out. Since it was a sparring match, it was enough to make Qin Hong's defeat look particularly ugly.
"Good strength!"
Qin Hong used his internal energy to move his body to dodge the attack. From this simple blow, it can be seen that Xiang Luoxi's strength is not a bit higher than Lin Xiao's.
However, this is like trying to convince him, which is too simple.
Seeing this, the other disciples made room for the two of them. Lin Xiao retreated violently, feeling a little nervous. He knew Qin Hong's strength, and he didn't know whether Xiang Luoxi could take him down.
Qin Hong dodged every move he made. His agile figure could only explain one thing, that is, Qin Hong had practiced some kind of movement technique. This type of technique was equally rare.
After a simple confrontation, he found out why Lin Xiao was defeated. He was holding the Yin Shang and could exert more power than his original strength. Because of this, speed and accuracy became a problem. This Qin Hong
With his agile movement, it would really be effortless to defeat Lin Xiao.
However, learning the body skills does not mean that you can act recklessly. There are also ways to deal with him.
"boom!!!"
Xiang Luoxi gathered his inner strength with one hand and blasted it out from the air, forcing a huge palm print towards him. Qin Hong smiled slightly. Do you want to deal with him with such a method? It is really naive!
At the same time, Xiang Luoxi did not stop, but shot two more palm prints one after another, with a huge range. From this point of view, if he did not want to resist, there was only one way.
Qin Hong jumped up, and his agile body instantly climbed four to five meters high. Although he avoided those few palm prints, this was exactly what Xiang Luoxi hoped for.
If Qin Hong's body stayed in the air, wouldn't it be difficult for him to resist some of his moves?
Thinking of this, Xiang Luoxi turned over his hand and took out the jade fan. Turning his five fingers, the jade fan unfolded and faced the sky, fanning it fiercely.
The strong wind swept over, and Qin Hong's expression changed in mid-air: