Chapter Seventy-Three: The Power of Terror

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Ling Thirteen and Ling Jiu's faces were not very good, they didn't expect Ling Xiaotian to actually open his mouth to protect Ling Xiao. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info

But Ling Xiaotian's words, they didn't dare to disobey.

"Thank you Patriarch for giving Ling Xiao this opportunity!"

A look of surprise appeared on Ling Xiao's face.

However, Ling Feifei's brows furrowed slightly, as if he was a little dissatisfied, there was someone who could enjoy the same privileges as him.

Ling Feifei glanced at Ling Shisan, intentionally or unintentionally.

Ling Shisan's murder was something he knew.

The three black turban thieves came out and didn't kill Ling Xiao.

This Ling Xiao, I'm afraid it's not as simple as it seems.

Ling Feifei touched his chin and suddenly fell into deep thought.

And at this time, Ling Thirteen was in a state of confusion, he knew the strength of the three black turban thieves best, he couldn't kill Ling Xiao like this, so how strong was Ling Xiao's strength?

"Ling Xiao!"

The referee said in a deep voice: "Now you come to the stage, there will be martial artists to challenge you, if you win, then you can participate in the finals, if you fail, don't talk nonsense, do you hear clearly?"

"Hear me clearly!"

Ling Xiao nodded.

To be exact, it should be one hundred and nine people, except for Ling Feifei, Ling Xiao is completely sure to win, but the difficulty is different.

So he's not worried.

"Go ahead, then. ”

"Yes!"

Ling Xiao jumped lightly, and came to the competition platform, and then arched his hand and said, "Please give me advice!"

Ling Yihang's gaze collided with Ling Xiao, and the two looked at each other and smiled.

Although it is said that Ling Xiao defeated Ling Yihang in the knockout round.

However, Ling Yihang does not hold grudges, he is very free and easy, and he is determined to become stronger, and he is a real martial idiot.

Then, his gaze collided with Ling Yixue, and Ling Yixue's eyes revealed a bit of tenderness and care.

Ling Xiao nodded in gratitude.

The two of them didn't say much, but the relationship was subtly narrowed a lot.

"Since there is no one, then I'll try your strength!"

A moment later, a man stood in the crowd.

He is exactly the fifth in the second row, that is, he is currently ranked fifteenth in the Hall of Geniuses.

"What do you call Senior Brother?"

Ling Xiao asked.

"What's the matter, you're going to get out of here anyway. ”

This fifteenth-ranked disciple seemed to be very impatient with Ling Xiao, which made Ling Xiao a little confused, and he didn't seem to offend this person.

"That person is Ling Ji, he seems to be a loyal fan of Senior Brother Fei. ”

"No wonder, Ling Xiao actually got the same privileges as Senior Brother Extraordinary, he must be unhappy. ”

Ling Ji is three years older than Ling Xiao, sixteen years old this year, his muscles are very developed, and he is extremely strong.

He specializes in defensive martial arts, and his cultivation is the early stage of the fourfold martial arts.

Under normal circumstances, even a martial artist in the middle of the Martial Vein Quadruple would not be willing to fight him.

You think, hit the other party, the other party doesn't hurt at all, and you're so tired that you want to die, it's really not a very pleasant feeling.

"With your words, I won't let you step down with a good face, this year's finals, you are the end!"

Ling Xiao is not a good type.

In particular, the beggar's relatives were killed, and he was assassinated.

This kind of thing made his heart tenacious and decisive.

If you are always a woman's kindness, others will think you are a bully.

"Boy, you will pay for your words! Don't think that I am afraid of you at the peak of the four peaks of the martial arts!"

Ling Ji faced Ling Xiao without the slightest fear.

In his opinion, Ling Xiao's realm is much higher, but his age is not as old as his, and his strength and combat experience are definitely not as good as him.

"Hehe, Ling Ji made a move, Ling Xiao was in trouble, even if Ling Yihang challenged him before, he didn't dare to choose Senior Brother Ling Ji, just because Senior Brother Ling Ji's top defensive martial arts is too terrifying, and he has already cultivated to the realm of Xiaocheng. ”

"That's right, Ling Ji once forcibly killed a martial artist at the peak of the fourfold martial vein. ”

"What's the use of getting the opportunity given by the patriarch, it's not like you have to get out of here. ”

Ling Ji's appearance in the battle made many people who didn't like Ling Xiao excited.

Although in the realm, Ling Xiao is higher.

However, they believed that Ling Xiao's actual combat experience was stronger, and even if he couldn't win easily, he would be able to kill Ling Xiao.

"Baquan!"

Ling Ji used high-level martial arts.

However, this martial art is a bit special.

Its power is increased based on its own defense.

Ling Ji specializes in cultivating top-level defensive martial arts, and with the power of the overlord fist, I am afraid that it will not be lower than the top-level martial arts.

I saw that he punched out, and his whole body actually emitted a light like black iron, and his fist was also wrapped in a ball of black, as if it was tough steel, exuding a metallic luster.

The power of this punch is not inferior to Xiao Cheng's top martial arts.

It's actually Dacheng's advanced martial arts, it's no wonder.

Coupled with the bonus of the defensive martial arts itself, the power will indeed not belong to the top martial arts of the Xiaocheng realm.

Ling Xiao was a little excited, because the opponent's combination gave him some hints.

Just like the set of martial arts he cultivated at the beginning, each martial art does not exist alone, and if it is well matched, it can completely improve each other.

"Senior Brother Ling Ji's punch, the power is not small, I'm afraid it won't be worse than the martial artists in the late stage of the Martial Vein Quadruple!"

"That's right, even if this punch can't defeat Ling Xiao, it can make Ling Xiao suffer a little, knowing that there is a sky outside the sky. ”

The disciples of the Genius Hall knew more about Ling Ji, and they were naturally more optimistic about Ling Ji at this time, so when they discussed, they were very biased towards Ling Ji.

Ling Xiao smiled, and just casually raised his hand.

Didn't use any martial arts.

There is no use of gangqi.

It's just a matter of reaching out.

This scene surprised everyone at the scene.

He didn't even need martial arts to block this punch, he Ling Xiao thought that he was Ling Feifei?

Even Ling Feifei didn't dare to despise his opponent so much.

"Good boy, you dare to look down on me!"

Ling Ji was furious.

He had only met one person who had defeated him like this, and that was Ling Feifei.

From that time on, he threw himself into Ling Feifei's five bodies.

Such a person, he didn't want a second one, and no one could replace the position of Ling Feifei in his mind!

"Destroy you!"

Originally, Ling Ji still retained some of his qi in order to meet the next challenge, but now he was forced by Ling Xiao's contempt, and he actually used ten success forces.

At that moment, the skin of his whole body turned iron-black, and the whole person was like a sculpture made of black iron.

"Boom!"

"Get out of here!"

On the competition platform, Ling Xiao was still motionless, while Ling Ji rushed forward at an extremely fast speed.

Then the fists of the two men collided.

Ling Ji's terrifying qi sputtered in all directions, and the protective wall of the competition platform was obviously distorted and deformed.

Fortunately, it has been strengthened, and it is not broken.

Ling Ji's face was full of fanaticism.

However, the next result was difficult for him to accept.

"Click!"

"Click, click!"

It was the sound of bones breaking.

Ling Ji's expression changed from fanaticism and anger to horror and pain.

The bones in both of his arms were broken and extended to his shoulders.

Although the man did not fly out, the bones of both arms were shattered.

He felt that his opponent was not alone, but more like two fists slammed into a mountain of steel.