The warriors of the Dayue Dynasty have always paid attention to a word, and it is difficult to chase the horse!

Many warriors are bitter about the price they have paid, and for the sake of their reputation, they choose to swallow their anger!

Unexpectedly, this Luo San denied it in front of Lin Yong in every way!

In addition to being reluctant to give up the one hundred taels of silver, he did this for a more important reason: to bully Lin Yong's cultivation as low, and he was also weak, so he didn't dare to do anything to him.

The crowd around them laughed. In their opinion, Lin Yong is sure of the loss this time.

Lin Yong, who had already tasted the benefits of the Equalwealth Card, was now thinking about how to obtain the second spirit stone and use the Equalwealth Card again.

Lin Yong turned his face cold, and said with a straight face: "Manly man, speak loudly, hit the pit on the ground, don't you say it, what is the use of a long mouth? Isn't it a fart!"

"You...... How did you speak!" Luo San was a little embarrassed by Lin Yong's mean squeeze, and he was a little annoyed.

"Lin Yong, you're crazy, everyone was just joking, why should you take it seriously?" said a man with a triangular face, grinning.

This man has the posture of a peacemaker, but in and out of his words, he is obviously biased in favor of Luo San.

Talking about that gambling game as a joke is naturally to help Luo San!

"Don't fill a big clove of garlic here, go aside!" According to the memory of the owner, this man with a triangular face is also a third-class soldier, who is extremely good at changing his face, blowing his beard and glaring at the bottom, but he can't wait to put his hot face on the top. This guy who can't afford to make profits early has made the owner suffer.

Lin Yong fused with the owner's memory, and he was already extremely disgusted with him, but at this time, seeing that he habitually patted Luo San's fart, he said unceremoniously: "While Lao Tzu is not mad, get out of here!"

The man with a triangular face has always been vicious, who provokes him not to be happy, you give me the first year of junior high school, I will give you fifteen, and he will definitely take revenge in secret.

Unexpectedly, Lin Yong, who wilted on weekdays, dared to scare himself, which made him a little unbearable! What's more, this Lin Yong had just posted a soul suppression talisman, which could be described as a loss of both qi and blood.

Under such circumstances, he couldn't miss the opportunity to stand up and curry favor with Luo San.

"Lin Yong, it seems that your kid is underwhelmed!" said the man with a triangular face as he waved his hand towards Lin Yong's neck.

He grabbed it very quickly!

It's a pity that the current Lin Yong is no longer the Lin Yong who is familiar with the triangle face, he is now not only a small quenching realm, but also clearly experienced the situation after the Flowing Fire Forging Body Fist reached the seventh level.

Although he can't perform the seventh level of the Flowing Fire Forging Body Fist now, compared to the sixth level of the ordinary Flowing Fire Forging Body Fist, he has a lot more understanding.

The grasp of the triangular face man, in Lin Yong's opinion, there are really a lot of flaws. At the moment when this grasp came, Lin Yong had already punched and hit the position in front of him heavily.

Soaring fire!

The Flowing Fire Forging Body Fist was originally known for its speed, not to mention that now Lin Yong's cultivation has also reached the small completion of the Quenching Body Realm.

A punch was punched, and the last shot came first, and in the frightened shouts of the triangular-faced man, his entire body was knocked out by Lin Yong's fist rampage.

"Boom!"

The man with the triangular face flew more than a foot away, and then he fell to the ground in embarrassment, and a blood stain came out of the corner of his mouth.

The anxious and angry triangular-faced man, when he looked at Lin Yong's gaze, there was a trace of instinctive fear in his eyes.

The people who watched the excitement around were shocked, and even Luo San was surprised.

Fights between pawns often occur, and generally the gap is not particularly large, and they are entangled in the fight.

It is really rare to solve opponents as neatly as Lin Yong.

"I can't see it, you kid still knows how to hide. Luo San stared at Lin Yong and said with a sneer: "It's quite majestic, come on, come on, as long as you can defeat me, this spirit stone is yours!"

As Luo San spoke, there was already an extra spirit stone in his hand.

Lin Yong was very clear about Luo San's purpose at this time, he wanted to induce himself to make the first move, so as to strike later.

If before, Lin Yong still had some scruples, then now, Lin Yong is full of confidence in himself.

He immediately stepped forward, and the Flowing Fire Forging Body Fist roared with a fire dragon, and it had already blasted out towards Luo San.

Although Luo San was luring Lin Yong to make a move, he didn't expect Lin Yong to make such a decisive move and be so clean. However, as a second-class soldier, as a soldier who has been fighting for many years, Luo San is not comparable to the man with a triangular face.

"Well done. Luo San, who shouted loudly, also threw a punch!

In this punch, Luo San hit Lin Yong's fist, and the moment the fist was hit, Luo San's fist turned even black.

Black Sand Fist!

When cultivating this kind of boxing method, you need to use your fists to continuously hit the poisonous sand every day, and the pain can be imagined.

However, once refined, this black sand fist is extremely powerful, not only is it difficult to hurt the sword in the palm of the hand, but also hides poison in the fist.

Luo San's Black Sand Fist is just the beginning, but it is enough for him to become a hegemon in Qingyang Town.

"Lin Yong is miserable!" a second-class martial artist with an indifferent face shook his head and said, "He can't dodge, and he can't resist hard." ”

Just when the second-class martial artist sighed, Lin Yong's fist and Luo San's fist had collided heavily.

With a crisp sound, Lin Yong and Luo San retreated almost at the same time.

It's just that Luo San took five steps back, while Lin Yong only took three steps back!

For Luo San's black sand boxing, the owner was impressed. The reason why Lin Yong dared to block hard was not only because his cultivation had reached the Quenching Yuan Realm, but also because from the Junfu card prompt just now, he found that his strength was stronger than Luo San.

And once the Quenching Yuan Realm is Xiaocheng, the Black Sand Fist poison gas that has just entered the ground will be difficult to cause any harm to Lin Yong.

Luo San's face became extremely ugly. He never expected that in the competition just now, he would fall behind.

At the moment of annoyance in his heart, Lin Yong had already rushed towards him quickly, and seven or eight fist shadows were overwhelmingly hitting him.

Flame Meteor!

A trick in the Flowing Fire Forging Body Fist, Lin Yong relied on his understanding of the seventh weight of the Flowing Fire Forging Body Fist, and between the urging of this move, seven fist shadows were formed.

These fist shadows, six false and one true!

Although Luo San was also a Xiaocheng in the Quenching Yuan Realm, the competition just now had already made him a little upset, not to mention the flame meteor that Lin Yong had hit, which had caught him off guard.

Luo San, who was anxious, shook his body to dodge, but the moment he dodged a fist shadow, he felt his head buzz for a moment, and then the whole person fell to the ground heavily.

Looking at Luo San, who fell to the ground, everyone present showed surprise. Originally, they thought that there was no suspense in this competition, but they didn't expect Lin Yong to win so easily.

"Quenching Yuan Realm Xiaocheng!" A second-class martial artist looked at Luo San who fell to the ground, and looked at Lin Yong in surprise: "When did you quench Yuan Realm Xiaocheng?"

"It's just a coincidence, hehe, that is, in the past two days, the stickers have broken through the original realm. Lin Yong looked worthless.

Several third-class martial arts soldiers present showed envy in their eyes, as third-class martial soldiers, they knew very well how difficult it was to achieve Quenyuan Realm Xiaocheng.

It can be said that breaking through the Quenching Yuan Realm is the dream of each and every one of them!

Among them, some people have been trapped in this bottleneck for more than ten years, but now, Lin Yong has broken through so easily.

Breaking through the Quenyuan Realm Xiaocheng, you can become a second-class martial artist, not only has a monthly salary of ten taels of silver a month, but also can command ten soldiers, in Qingyang Town, the town martial arts, can also be regarded as a middle-level figure.

Lin Yong didn't have time to pay attention to these people's sighs, he stepped forward to Luo San and said, "Luo San, do you deny losing?"

"Admit defeat...... Luo San is also a fierce person, this time he was knocked to the ground by Lin Yong, it can be said that he lost face.

Now Lin Yong is pressing forward like this, which makes him angry, and he almost immediately wants to take off to fight back.

But at the moment when he turned over hard, Lin Yong's feet stepped on his chest, and his body that was about to rise in the air was directly trampled on the ground.

Luo San, whose face was full of unwillingness, only felt that his heart was fishy for a while, and he couldn't hold back, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

Lin Yong ignored Luo San's angry eyes, he reached out and took out the first-grade spirit stone from Luo San's body, and then walked towards his residence.

Facing Lin Yong who came over, those soldiers who watched the excitement couldn't help but dodge a way.

Seeing this scene, Lin Yong showed a smile on his face: "Everyone, I remember that you all gambled money, and now, since I won, should you give me the lottery head?"

Although Lin Yong's words were very soft, and they were said in a consultative tone, looking at Lin Yong's unyielding posture, the faces of everyone present changed.

"Lin Yong, we ...... We're not betting with you, we're ......," a dark-faced man explained, stumbling.

Lin Yong smiled evilly and said, "You gambled my life, and now you are telling me this, do you think that I am too easy to talk to?"

Speaking of this, Lin Yong stepped forward and punched the man's heart.

That man is just a third-class martial artist, and his cultivation is almost the same as his master, now at this time, where is he Lin Yong's opponent?

In a hurry, he was blasted out by Lin Yong with a fist for more than a dozen steps, and fell directly to the ground.

"Ahh......h

In the mournful scream, Lin Yong's eyes looked at the other soldiers again, and he said lightly: "Everyone, it is only natural to repay debts, his debts have been repaid, do you want to be the same as him?"

Almost at the moment when Lin Yong said this, most of the soldiers scrambled to say: "No, no, no, we are willing to gamble and lose!"

Luo San looked at Lin Yong, who was holding a lantern and walking away slowly, and hated: "Lin Yong, Lao Tzu is not finished with you, even if you are a bastard and a small success in the Yuan Realm, you can't be a second-class martial artist!"