A day later.

In the entire Tianmang Fortress, there seemed to be an eighteen-magnitude earthquake, and everyone was shocked.

Ling Feng, the Weiyuan general who had just taken office, actually wanted to ascend to the Hundred Battles Arena of Tianmang Fortress, and moreover, he was actually under the banner of winning the king of a hundred battles!

This news immediately angered those powerhouses who were above the Hundred Battles Heaven List.

The so-called Hundred Battles Heavenly List, that is, in the Hundred Battles Arena, the top 20 strong people who have scored points, these people are all under the age of thirty-five, and they all have the ability to take charge of themselves, and they are real masters.

Perhaps in terms of talent, they are not as good as Yan Jinghong and others, but their fighting experience on the battlefield makes their every move and style more aggressive and ruthless.

Their fighting qualities are by no means comparable to those of Yan Jinghong and his ilk.

"It's ridiculous, a group of frogs at the bottom of the well who sit in the well and watch the sky, thinking that there are many great names in the academy, hum, he dares to come, I let him look for teeth all over the ground!"

A master who is on the list of a hundred battles is not dismissive of this at all.

"Haha, I'm thinking about it, how can this guy say that he is also a general, should we properly release the water?"

"If it doesn't exist, he can win eighty games in a row before he is qualified to meet with our heavenly powerhouses. This kind of stinky boy who has not dried up, let alone winning 80 games in a row, even winning 10 games in a row, I think it's enough to choke!"

And just when the masters of the Heavenly List expressed their disdain, the "not knowing whether to live or die" General Weiyuan released cruel words again.

"Within one day, Ling Feng has to complete a hundred consecutive slashes, and he also has to challenge that Hundred Battles Myth, Linghu Imperial Sword!"

As soon as this news was released, the generals of the major camps of Tianmang Fortress were in a commotion.

These generals, undoubtedly, 1 all have a joke attitude towards this, only if Ling Feng is child has never seen an adult hanging, this Ling Feng is too inflated, and he doesn't understand the horror of Linghu Yudao at all.

Inside the tent.

Yuan Tiangang, the governor of the three armies, was sitting precariously, listening to the news from the messengers, his eyes swept over the generals in the big tent, and said with a faint smile: "Everyone, what do you think about this matter?"

In the camp, the generals looked at each other, and they all smiled contemptuously.

Especially Li Qing and Wang Meng, they couldn't help laughing.

"Metropolitan Governor, I think this Ling Feng has gone completely crazy, challenging the Linghu Imperial Sword? Hahaha, he, he actually wants to challenge the Linghu Imperial Knife!"

The one-eyed general Li Qing laughed and said: "In our Tianmang Fortress, who doesn't know, Linghu Yudao is known as the 'God of War of Natural Disasters', and he never shows mercy when he comes out of his sword, just like a natural disaster, bringing overwhelming destruction to people, and those who are defeated in his hands have to take off three layers of skin if they don't die." ”

Wang Meng also nodded again and again, "This Ling Feng, I thought that after calculating the Metropolitan Governor last time, he would expand infinitely. I think he is humiliating himself this time!"

Yuan Tiangang narrowed his eyes, looked at the military advisor Sun Boce, and said lightly: "Military advisor, what do you think?"

"It's just a farce. Sun Boce shook his head and smiled: "I have to say, this Ling Feng is very courageous, but courage is one thing, he obviously doesn't understand the terrible Linghu Imperial Knife! Linghu Imperial Knife can kill the king level!"

Sun Boce paused and continued: "Take 10,000 steps back, even if this Ling Feng has won ninety-nine games in front of him, by the time he arrives in front of Linghu Yudao, I'm afraid he will already be exhausted." He, no chance!"

"Hmm. Yuan Tiangang nodded, and said slowly: "This Ling Feng, act decisively, it's a pity, it's too anxious! In another three years, he may have this strength, now, it's too early." ”

"Three years?"

That Li Qing said disdainfully: "Metropolitan Governor, you can't help but look up to him too much, I don't think it's three years, even thirty years, three hundred years, he won't be the opponent of Linghu Yudao!"

"Alright, that's it. ”

Yuan Tiangang waved his hand, "Strategist, you bring a few veterans to take a look, this governor wants to know how many consecutive victories this son can hold on to when he challenges the Hundred Battles Arena for the first time." ”

"Grand Governor, the last general is willing to go and take a look!" Li Qing immediately stepped out, he couldn't wait to see that Ling Feng being trampled underfoot.

"The last general will also go!" Wang Meng also immediately spoke, he and Li Qing were really fox friends and dog friends, a nest of snakes and rats.

"Governor, why don't you count me again?"

At this moment, from outside the big tent, a middle-aged man, dressed in a cyan robe, walked leisurely and walked into the handsome tent.

"The First Poison Master of the Empire, Su Dongling!"

Seeing the person coming, the generals in the camp were all eyelids, maybe this person's combat power is not too high, but on the battlefield, he is the most terrifying existence.

"It turned out to be Mr. Su!"

Seeing Su Dongling coming, Yuan Tiangang also immediately got up to greet him.

The name of the first poison master of the empire is not to be said, this time the three demon emperor alliances are pressing, and they are facing unprecedented pressure, so they invited this number one poison master in the empire.

In the past two days, Su Dongling has just arrived at Tianmang Fortress.

Su Dongling bowed to Yuan Tiangang and smiled slightly: "Governor, if you have nothing to do, why don't you let me join in the fun?"

"Haha, Mr. Su does not belong to the old subordinates, but is a guest of our Tianmang Fortress, since Mr. wants to join in the fun, he is naturally free. ”

Yuan Tiangang smiled faintly, looked at Sun Boce, and said slowly: "Strategist, you have to greet Mr. Su well." ”

"Yes!"

Sun Boce looked at Su Dongling and said with a smile: "Mr. Su, do you know that young man named Ling Feng?"

"Haha, I've just heard of his name before. ”

Su Dongling stroked his beard, Ling Feng's name, how could he have heard of it so simple, at the beginning, he had given his Xuanhuo Nine Refining Method and even the "Ten Thousand Poisons Sutra Formula" to Ling Feng!

Counting it up, Ling Feng can do his true inheritance.

Of course, most of the reasons for this are because of his baby daughter, Su Qingxuan.

When Su Dongling heard Ling Feng's name, he thought that it was a person with the same name and surname, after all, Ling Feng was still far away in the imperial capital, and he was a student of the Heavenly Academy.

However, when he heard the name of General Weiyuan, Su Dongling knew that this Ling Feng was Bi Ling Feng.

It just so happened that he had only seen Ling Feng's talent in the medical path and the poison path before, so this time I took a closer look, this kid had some talent in the martial arts.

He wanted to see what kind of all-rounder he was, who could charm his arrogant baby daughter!

"Also, this Weiyuan general, when he was in the imperial capital, he also had some fame, but this is Tianmang Fortress!"

Sun Boce bowed to Su Dongling and smiled slightly: "Tomorrow's competition, I believe it will not be too exciting, Mr. Su will probably be disappointed." ”

"Huh. ”

Su Dongling's eyes narrowed slightly, but he smiled faintly, noncommittal.

(End of chapter)