Fang Bai and Yang Lin were about to start a war, and the inner courtyard disciples who were watching around the martial arts arena were gearing up, cheering up their spirits, and after estimating the cultivation resources they currently had, they began to gamble against each other again.

Hou Ziping and Yang Wei fought just now, and those inner court disciples who bet on them won and lost, and those who lost hoped to win back a game and win back the lost cultivation resources, while those who won hoped to make persistent efforts to win more cultivation resources.

It's just that with the lessons of Hou Ziping and Yang Wei, the duel between Fang Bai and Yang Lin has become confusing.

Originally, the vast majority of the inner court disciples were not optimistic about Fang Bai and were ready to bet on Yang Lin to win, but now, they had become more cautious and did not dare to make a decision casually.

In particular, Fang Bai maintained a breezy appearance from beginning to end, making those inner court disciples feel that this new fellow disciple was unfathomable and difficult to fathom.

According to what Fang Bai just said, Hou Ziping found a few fellow disciples who usually had a decent relationship, and borrowed cultivation resources from them.

If it was a few days ago, those fellow disciples would probably reject Hou Ziping, but just now in the battle with Yang Wei, Hou Ziping raised his eyebrows and showed his strength, and those fellow disciples showed their enthusiasm for Hou Ziping, and they all donated generously, and several people made up 10,000 yuan stones and hundreds of bottles of pills to hand over to Hou Ziping.

Hou Ziping used these cultivation resources to make bets with a few fellow disciples who bet on Yang Lin, he was full of confidence in Fang Bai, and he was not worried that Fang Bai would lose at all.

Many inner court disciples were influenced by Hou Ziping, and they also bet on Fang Bai.

Even Huang Miao, after a short period of consideration, took out 10,000 yuan stones and hundreds of bottles of pills to win in vain.

Although Huang Miao had accumulated a lot of cultivation resources over the years, he was also a little distressed when he lost to Fang Bai with 10,000 yuan stones and hundreds of bottles of pills just now, and wanted to take this opportunity to win them back.

Although the martial artist aura released from Fang Bai's body was comparable to Yang Lin's, and it was difficult to predict who would die in a duel between the two, but compared with Yang Lin's raging waves, Fang Bai's light wind and clouds gave Huang Miao a feeling of wisdom beads in his hands.

The inner courtyard disciples around the martial arts arena were gambling against each other, and Fang Bai and Yang Lin, who were standing in the martial arts arena, were already facing each other face to face.

Yang Lin's face was cold, his fists were clenched, his fighting spirit was rising, Zhenyuan was around him, his whole person was like a sword out of the sheath, full of fierce murderous aura, a pair of wolf-like eyes staring at Fang Bai's body, it seemed that he would choose someone to devour at any time.

The current poplar forest feels like a volcano that may burst at any time, accumulating powerful energy, and once the energy is released, it will bring great destruction.

And Fang Bai's face was flat with his hands on his back, and he couldn't sense the rising fighting spirit and the surging true yuan in him, and he didn't have a bit of the state before the battle.

In the eyes of ordinary Inner Court disciples, Fang Bai was completely suppressed by Yang Lin in terms of momentum, but in the eyes of an Inner Court disciple like Huang Miao, Fang Bai was like the sea, calm on the surface, and the torrent undercurrents below, brewing unpredictable dangers.

Whether it is a volcano that is about to erupt or a sea with a torrent surging underneath, once the power contained in them bursts out, it will definitely be earth-shattering and terrifying.

"Senior Brother Fang, in this Bitao Martial Academy, there are some people you can't provoke, and if you provoke them, you will have to pay the price! Today, I will teach you a lesson first!"

Yang Lin's body bowed slightly, and then suddenly ejected, like a fierce cheetah, rushing towards Fang Bai.

"This Senior Brother Yang's strength seems to be more refined than before, no wonder he said some time ago that he wanted to challenge me. ”

Huang Miao, who was watching the battle from the sidelines, saw Yang Lin make a move, her phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, and her face became solemn.

Swish!

Yang Lindu was extremely fast, and his body brought up an afterimage, he and Fang Bai were originally separated by a distance of three zhang, but in the blink of an eye, they had already rushed in front of Fang Bai.

Suddenly!

The fist wind suddenly rose, and in the next moment, Yang Lin swung his fist and hit the door of Fang Baimian directly.

His punch contains the true yuan of a heaven-level mid-level martial artist, even a thousand catties of boulder can be smashed with one punch, Fang Bai is just flesh and blood, if he is hit by a punch, the consequences can be imagined.

"It is worthy of being the third-ranked powerhouse in the Inner Courtyard Disciple's combat power list, and there are still some gaps between me and him. ”

Hou Ziping looked at Yang Lin's simple and direct but extremely destructive punch, and thought secretly.

Although Hou Ziping was full of confidence in Fang Bai, he had never seen Fang Bai show his true strength, and his heart couldn't help but hang, his eyes were firmly fixed on Fang Bai, wanting to see how he responded.

"Yang Lin's punch is powerful and strong, if it were me, I would choose to avoid its edge and wait for the opportunity to fight back. ”

Most of the inner courtyard disciples on the scene, including Huang Miao, had this idea.

However, unexpectedly, Fang Bai didn't dodge, he just stood there quietly, and it wasn't until Yang Lin's fist was about to hit the tip of his nose that his figure moved.

His heels were strong, and his body swept back with the momentum, and the degree of his backward sweep didn't look fast, but no matter how Yang Lin rushed forward, his fist never touched Fang Bai's face.

The two of them advanced and retreated, and soon swept through the wide space of the martial arts arena and arrived at the big lake at the southern end of the martial arts arena.

"Look where you're going!"

Yang Lin saw the big lake that appeared behind Fang Bai, and the corners of his mouth flashed a sinister smile.

Heaven-level mid-level martial artists, although their body can stand on the surface of the lake for a moment, but after a long time, they will eventually fall into the lake.

If Fang Bai continued to retreat, he would retreat into the lake, and as long as Yang Lin stood on the shore of the lake and guarded, Fang Bai would be defeated.

And if Fang Bai doesn't retreat, he can only choose to fight with Yang Lin.

Fighting face-to-face, Yang Lin was confident that he would defeat Fang Bai with his rich combat experience.

Between the lightning and the fire, Fang Bai had already retreated to the lake, and behind his feet was the unfathomable lake, which could not be retreated.

Hou Ziping's brows were furrowed, and his clenched fists were already full of sweat.

For Hou Ziping, whether Fang Bai wins or loses in this duel largely determines his future fate.

Fang Bai won, Hou Ziping has a strong backer in the inner courtyard and can gain a firm foothold.

If Fang Bai loses, Hou Ziping will face the revenge of Yang Lin and Yang Wei's cousins, and it is unknown whether he can save his life in the future.

Huang Miao also widened a pair of phoenix eyes, and a touch of melancholy appeared between her eyebrows.

What Huang Miao was worried about was not that after Fang Bai lost this duel, her 10,000 yuan stones and 100 bottles of pills would be lost.

In fact, Huang Miao, like the top management of the Bitao Martial Academy, attached great importance to Fang Bai's qualifications and potential, and placed high hopes on Fang Bai, hoping that Fang Bai would lead the Bitao Martial Academy to rise in the true martial arts world in the future.

Therefore, Huang Miao didn't want Fang Bai to lose to Yang Lin, because she knew that if Fang Bai lost, the result would be that he would be seriously injured by Yang Lin, which would affect Fang Bai's cultivation in the future.

But like this kind of battle between disciples, other Bitao Martial Academy disciples are not allowed to interfere, so even if Yang Lin injures Fang Bai and Huang Miao, he can only watch it, which is what worries Huang Miao the most.

(End of chapter)