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From the beginning of the competition, Lin Lang felt bored.

When the melee was over, no one dared to provoke themselves, and finally when it came to the two-by-two battle, he still won the only single draw.

As a result, Lin Lang could only sit in the audience bored after the start of the second round of the game and watched the game for five days in a row.

Every time he watched the disciples of the various sects on the stage fight, Lin Lang's hands couldn't help but itch. I can't wait to be able to rush to the stage and fight seriously.

Among the four personal disciples of Qianyun Sect, Xiao Han, Yun Rushui and Wei Qifeng each won the battle and entered the next game.

As for Lang Lang, he was extremely sad to meet a disciple of the Fu Sect, and under the endless spell attacks of the other party, he failed miserably, and he had no power to fight back at all.

As for Meng Yao, Ling Xiaozi's personal disciple, he didn't go to the competition at all. With her strength that is already comparable to that of the Six Elders, to participate in such a competition, isn't that bullying!

In fact, among the eight major sects, there are more or less peerless geniuses who have been cultivated since childhood.

Because they were built by strong people when they were young, and then cultivated with various elixirs, their strength was not comparable to ordinary people of the same generation.

Most of these people are cultivated as the heads of the sects of the next generation, and in order not to be destroyed by the enemy before they become completely strong, the various sects generally will not let them appear in front of the world.

Meng Yao is obviously such an existence.

Lin Lang watched the last game of the second round with excitement, and he was excited.

Nima! I'm finally able to have a good fight!

When others were extremely envious of Lin Lang's good luck and could have a bye in the second round, Lin Lang suffered for five days because of this.

Perhaps, he is really a freak!

Looking at Lang Lang, who lowered his head and looked depressed, everyone was comforted for a while.

Even Xiao Han, who you can't notice at all when she doesn't speak, can't help but say a few words of comfort when she looks at Lang Lang's lost appearance.

Perhaps because he didn't want to affect everyone's emotions, Lang Lang smiled reluctantly, saying that he was fine.

The original celebration was not held because of Lang Lang, everyone just got together for a meal, and then went back to their rooms to recuperate.

・・・・・・

The next day, more than 100 people took turns drawing lots, and the third competition began.

At this time, Lin Lang finally waited for the opportunity to play, and almost howled out excitedly.

Lin Lang drew the number five, and his opponent number six was a disciple of the puppet sect.

When he came on the field, Lin Lang finally saw his opponent. It was a slender young man, about eighteen or nineteen years old, and the most striking thing was the puppet he was carrying behind him.

After the referee left the court, Lin Lang first hugged his fist at the man and said, "Qianyunmen, Lin Lang, please advise." ”

"Puppet Sect, Xiao Moyang!"

The young man slowly placed the taller and stronger puppet behind him in front of him, and when he saw his fingers move slightly, he saw the puppet as tall as he crackled.

"I'm going to do it!"

Xiao Moyang was obviously an anxious person, and without waiting for Lin Lang to open his mouth again, he urged his puppet to kill Lin Lang.

Seeing this, Lin Lang didn't have the heart to communicate, his knees bent slightly, and then the whole person broke away from the ground, flew into the air, and then smashed towards the fist swung by the puppet.

"Bang~"

After the sound of metal impact, Lin Lang took three steps back, and as for the puppet, he fell back seven or eight steps with a face, and then slowly stabilized his figure.

"Good guys!

Because Lin Lang also often likes to tinker with some tricks, he is very clear about this, and Lin Lang already knows the material of the puppet.

Xiao Moyang watched Lin Lang punch his puppet stiffly, but instead gained the upper hand, and he was extremely surprised in his heart. Lin Lang's body, how strong is it!

"Bondage!"

Xiao Moyang snorted softly, and then saw the puppet he controlled open its mouth wide, and steel wires the thickness of little fingers spit out from the puppet's mouth, forming a spider web in the air, heading towards Lin Langgai.

Although Lin Lang's body is strong and powerful, this steel wire is full of toughness, and if he is restrained, he will have no chance to break free.

"Yang Huo!"

A ball of flame shot towards the wire mesh, and as it flew out, it turned into a firebird, burning the wire mesh into a puddle of molten iron.

Xiao Moyang looked at the firebird controlled by Lin Lang, and seemed to have an understanding in his heart.

With Lin Lang's fire attribute attack, it was simply to restrain his puppet, even if his puppet was made of dark iron, it couldn't withstand a long period of fire. Is Lin Lang letting himself?

Xiao Moyang's heart was a little uncomfortable, especially after he saw Lin Lang controlling the firebird to avoid the puppet and disappear into the air.

Manipulating the puppet to retreat behind him, Xiao Moyang dodged and rushed towards Lin Lang.

Xiao Moyang's speed is very fast, and the way he moves forward is also very special, leaning forward, almost close to the ground.

And his originally slender figure became even more slender when he rushed towards Lin Lang, and his whole person became a snake man with long hands and long legs.

On the stage, Ling Xiaozi looked at Xiao Moyang in the field, glanced at Hua Muzi, the sect leader of the puppet sect sitting beside him, and said secretly in his heart: "The puppet sect has come to this point and has begun to transform the human body. ”

Lin Lang saw Xiao Moyang coming towards him, and when he wanted to dodge, it was too late.

Xiao Moyang was like a jumping snake, winding Lin Lang.

One of his long arms was firmly locked on Lin Lang's chest and back, and the other arm was wrapped around Lin Lang's head, blocking Lin Lang's nose and mouth. As for his legs, they were firmly entangled around Lin Lang's legs at this moment, and Lin Lang lost the ability to move for a while.

"Click!"

Xiao Moyang's neck made a series of touching sounds, and then, like a pulled eraser, his neck slowly thinned and lengthened.

"Are you going to throw in the towel?"

Xiao Moyang's neck wrapped around Lin Lang's neck, and then his head appeared in front of Lin Lang's eyes.

Lin Lang didn't answer, just winked mischievously at Xiao Moyang.

Lin Lang was wearing the Heavenly Thunder Soft Armor, if he triggered the Heavenly Thunder, he would naturally be fine.

But if he did that, Xiao Moyang would definitely not be able to bear it, so Lin Lang didn't think about it at all.

Quickly urging the spiritual power in this body, a flame began to slowly emerge from Lin Lang's body, and the flame burned bigger and bigger.

Lin Lang's body has always been flame-resistant, which is inextricably linked to his cultivation methods. He can still resist the fire of the three-headed snake, let alone the fire under his control.

But Xiao Moyang couldn't stand it anymore, and as the temperature of the flames controlled by Lin Lang became higher and higher, a layer of sweat appeared on his forehead.

Xiao Moyang couldn't bear it anymore and retreated temporarily.

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