Chapter 43: A Nine-Degree Cyclone
When the three elders finished explaining, there was an uproar under the stone platform, and many people were talking in whispers.
This naturally includes Ling Hu, who has just stepped down, and he is also muttering quietly.
"I'm all the three elders who help quench my body, how can you Ling Piaohan, why should you let the patriarch come forward in person?"
"I must be afraid that I can't condense too embarrassed, and I begged my grandfather to tell my grandmother before I asked the patriarch for help, and what kind of reward for providing information, you are a fool when you treat others as fools?"
Muttering quietly to muttering quietly, but none of the people present directly refuted, after all, it was the patriarch who came forward, and Ling Xiong still had a lot of prestige in the Ling family.
Ling Xiong, who stepped on the stone platform, naturally felt the discussion from the audience, and then the majestic voice sounded directly.
"Today's matter was decided by the elders and I many days ago, if anyone has any doubts, they can be raised now, if not, I don't want anyone to have malicious speculation."
As soon as these words came out, coupled with the unique thickness and majesty of Ling Xiong's voice, the effect was immediately remarkable, and the original gossip in the audience instantly decreased a lot.
After Ling Xiong glanced at it for a week, he didn't explain more, turned around and motioned for Ling Piaohan to sit down, Ling Piaohan saw Ling Xiong's actions just now, and he was also extremely grateful in his heart, and hurriedly hugged his fists to thank him, and then quickly sat down next to the quenching stone, and quickly entered a state of meditation.
Ling Xiong immediately sat down, the light on his body flashed, and a majestic battle qi fluctuation erupted, and then condensed in himself, a trace of soft battle qi broke away, and slowly spread towards Ling Piaohan's side.
Ling Piaohan naturally sensed the movement of this trace of battle qi, and hurriedly suppressed the rotation speed of his cyclone, and released about three or four percent of the battle qi around his body, deliberately creating a feeling that the battle qi was scattered and weak.
Then Ling Xiong's battle qi entered his body, assisting Ling Piaohan's body to gather the battle qi that deliberately dispersed his whole body towards the dantian, and Ling Piaohan was naturally very cooperative.
He tried his best to show a painful look on his face, his brows were furrowed, and while performing, he secretly glanced at Ling Xiong through the gap in his eyes.
Seeing that his face was quite normal, he had been in that serious and serious manner, Ling Piaohan could be regarded as having put down a big stone in his heart, it seemed that Ling Xiong had not discovered his little secret.
This situation has lasted for nearly half an hour, and it will be past noon, and there are already people in the audience who are waiting impatiently, and even a few people have left the venue early to go home for dinner.
Ling Piaohan's state at this time was extremely funny, for nearly half an hour, he was trying his best to show a very painful state, his eyebrows were locked, his face was distorted, and he was breathing loudly.
In order for his face to show a flushed look, he also needs to hold his breath from time to time.
If the pain felt by other juniors when they were quenching their bodies came from their limbs, what Ling Piaohan felt was more tired.
"Almost, right? I see that Ling Hu didn't last so long before," Ling Piaohan said silently in his heart while "performing" hard.
Immediately, Ling Piaohan's cyclone adjusted itself and began to slowly resume rotation, and when the speed recovered by about one-third, Ling Piaohan immediately released his battle qi.
A strong wave of battle qi was issued, and this battle qi fluctuation was far more imposing than all the battle qi fluctuations generated during the awakening that appeared before.
Ling Xiong naturally felt the extraordinaryness of this fluctuation, and a somewhat surprised expression appeared on his face, and then Ling Piaohan showed his wind attribute, and the blue light flashed and then quickly disappeared.
Looking at the quenching stone behind Ling Piaohan, the red light began to flicker, and at this time, the audience in the audience stared at this quenching stone with a little expectation.
Ling Piaohan should have taken the longest amount of time so far, and they were all very curious about how far this time-consuming junior could go, and whether it was really worth Ling Xiong's personal assistance in quenching his body.
One, two, three, with the light flickering, the originally noisy discussion in the audience gradually fell silent, six.
"Goo" Ling Hu swallowed hard, stared at the quenching stone on the stage with wide eyes, and clenched his fists with both hands, at this time, he wished that this stone would explode directly to avoid the seventh flickering light.
But sure enough, the more you take on something, the more this situation will appear, and the seventh flash appears, and as soon as this dark red light comes out, a strong cheer erupts from the audience in an instant.
"Level seven, another level seven"
"This guy is actually level seven, damn it, it must be the reason for the patriarch's assistance! ”
Ling Hu couldn't hold back his extremely unhappy mood at this time, and cursed Ling Piaohan fiercely in his mouth.
Halfway through the sentence, it came to an abrupt end, accompanied by the dumbness of the rest of the audience.
The reason for this change was due to the fact that after the seventh flash on the Quenching Stone disappeared, just when everyone thought it was over, it flashed a shocking eighth stroke.
Ling Hu's mouth opened wide at this time, staring at the quenching stone on the stage with a shocked expression, at this time he only had one thought in his mind: "There must be something wrong with this stone!"
Just as Ling Hu was repeating this sentence in his heart, trying to use it to explain why Ling Piaohan was higher than his own cyclone level, the ninth flash appeared!
"Wow!! Level 9"
"I'm not mistaken, that's the ninth!"
"This is too terrifying, when has such a genius appeared in our family!"
The crowd, which had been suppressed by the eighth flash, erupted from silence again, and a loud wave of cheers came in waves.
Ling Ping's eyes in the audience also flashed with a flash of ecstasy, and he couldn't control his emotions for a moment, and a trace of tears rolled out of the corners of his eyes.
He laughed heartily, wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and said to himself: "I'm old, why do I want to cry at every turn, hahaha"
Looking at Ling Hu who was standing in another position, his expression was completely dull at this time, and he couldn't accept the facts in front of him at all.
The object of his crazy provocation before actually showed a talent far beyond his own at this moment, and he was a genius who had never appeared in the family for many years, and he couldn't accept this fact for a while.
Ling Piaohan stood up from the ground and first thanked Ling Xiong, who had an incredible face on the side.
Ling Xiong also hurriedly congratulated: "Piao Han, congratulations, in the history of my Ling family, you are the only ninth-level cyclone"
Ling Piaohan returned the salute: "I still want to thank Uncle Xiong for your help."
Ling Piaohan turned around and swept through the cheering crowd to find Ling Ping's location, the moment his eyes swept over Ling Hu, Ling Piaohan directly ignored it, not even looking at it.
Later, Ling Piaohan searched for Ling Ping's figure in one location, and smiled slightly at Ling Ping's smiling face.
Then Ling Xiong announced loudly: "Ling Piaohan, level 9 cyclone, wind attribute, my Ling family's only genius for decades, congratulations!"
The cheers from the audience broke out again, and most of the people applauded enthusiastically, celebrating Ling Piaohan's amazing talent.
Ling Piaohan also waved his hand to the crowd with a smile on his face, and walked off the stone platform amid applause and cheers.