An elegant-looking teenager dressed in ordinary clothes slowly walked into the ring under the gaze of everyone.

"Ling Bo hasn't seen you for a long time, I can feel the anger in your heart growing, your eyes are blinded by hatred, you are not worthy of being the successor head of the family. But don't worry, when I become the successor head of the family, I will definitely avenge you. ”

Ling Yang stared at Ling Bo and said in a righteous and stern manner.

"Avenge me...... Hahaha!"

Ling Bo let out a wild laugh when he heard Ling Yang's words, as if he had heard some joke. He jerked off his shirt, revealing his muscles and scars.

"I've been cultivating hard for ten years in order to get the position of successor head of the family, will I give up because of your Ling Yang's words?"

Ling Bo asked, almost angrily.

Ling Bo's parents were both killed by the Shi family in Shizhen, and in order to avenge his parents, Ling Bo practiced penance alone for ten years.

"Ling Bo, you are too presumptuous, I will not give you the position of successor to the head of the family. ”

Ling Yang's expression was a little arrogant, and that tone seemed as if he had become the successor of the Ling family.

"Ling Yang, you are too arrogant and arrogant, I don't like the tone of your voice. Whether I can become the successor head of the family is not up to you, let's see under our fists!"

Ling Bo assumed a fighting stance.

That's exactly what I mean. ”

Ling Yang snorted.

"Gravel Palm!"

Ling Bo made the first move, and a dodge came to Ling Yang, unceremoniously blasting a punch.

Ling Yang sneered, lowered his body's center of gravity and dodged Ling Bo's attack with a rollover.

"Who do you think these two juniors will win this competition?"

Ling Jie asked with a smile, he was still very relieved to see that the juniors of the Ling family were so good.

"It's hard to say, it's hard to say! Both of them have the strength of the eightfold quenching body, just like the tip of a needle against Maimang. ”

"What's not to say? I think Ling Yang will win this competition, you see that Ling Bo's breath is vain and his steps are messy, and he is obviously down. ”

Ling Bo is not Ling Hu, Ling Bo's gravel fist is open and closed, and each punch contains domineering power. Ling Yang didn't dare to confront Ling Bo head-on, and kept dodging. Ling Yang waited for work, and when Ling Bo's body was exhausted and his moves were disordered, he suddenly shot Ling Bo out of the ring.

A loud gong ended the heated discussion among the elders.

"I declare the first contest against Lingyang as the winner. ”

Referee Ling Feng announced loudly.

"The second competition: Ling Zimo vs. Ling Sen. ”

As soon as Ling Feng spoke, the clansmen under the stands began to discuss fiercely.

"Ling Sen is the martial arts wizard of the Ling family, proficient in all kinds of martial arts of the Ling family, and he also has the cultivation of the eightfold quenching body. ”

A junior who knew Ling Sen's information introduced it in the crowd.

"I didn't expect Ling Sen to be so powerful. ”

"Have you heard? Ling Zimo was able to re-cultivate, and he also defeated Ling Hu. ”

"I've heard about it, but the quenching body sixfold and the quenching body eightfold are completely different levels, and Ling Zimo will never be Ling Sen's opponent. ”

This Ling Zimo is really pitiful, he met Ling Sen in the first competition. ”

"How long do you say Ling Zimo can last under Ling Sen. ”

"I'll see it with just one move. ”

While people were talking, Ling Zimo and Ling Sen both came to the ring.

"Ling Zimo, I heard that you have also learned the Angry Howling Palm, I am stupid and dull, in order to learn the Angry Roaring Palm, I sat alone in the Hall of Elders for a year, I would like to know how long you have used it?"

Ling Sen asked softly.

Even the first-grade martial arts are divided into three, six, nine and so on, and the angry roaring palm is undoubtedly the most difficult to practice among all the first-grade martial arts of the Ling family.

The secret book of the Roaring Palm is not recorded on paper but carved into the walls of the Hall of Elders, so those who want to learn the Roaring Palm must go to the Hall of Elders on their own.

There are hundreds of people in the Hall of Elders who participate in the Angry Howling Palm every day, but in a year, there are only a few people who have practiced the Angry Howling Palm.

"The Roaring Palm is very difficult to practice, and it took me three months to practice it. ”

When Ling Sen heard Ling Zimo's words, his face showed a trace of displeasure, but he did not lose his temper.

"Ling Zimo, I know that you have always been a genius, if it weren't for that accident three years ago, you wouldn't have fallen into such a mess. I've heard that you've regained your strength, so let's fight each other. For the sake of fairness, let's decide the winner with one move. ”

Ling Sen said with a smile and confidence.

"Zimo has always heard that Brother Ling Sen has a high attainment in martial arts, and today I just happened to learn about it. ”

Ling Zimo said very politely.

"What did they say? We talked for most of the day, and there was no sign of any action. ”

"I think Ling Zimo is scared, so I begged Ling Sen to make a move, so as not to lose face for a while. ”

Ling Jie narrowed his eyes and asked, "Is this Zimo?" When I left, he wasn't as tall as the table. I didn't expect it to grow so big in the blink of an eye. ”

"That's right! He is Ling Tianbei's good son, Ling Zimo. ”

Ling Tiannan said with a hint of dissatisfaction.

"Tiannan, how do I feel that you have something to say, say what you want to say directly, don't hide it. ”

Ling Jie looked at Ling Tiannan and then at Ling Tianbei, he knew that these two boys were in conflict again.

After Ling Tiannan's narration, Ling Zimo was portrayed as a waste young master who could not cultivate and wanted to steal the ancient knife of the Zhen clan and sell it for money.

"Uncle Jie, don't listen to Ling Tiannan's nonsense, Zimo is a very strong child. And he didn't steal the ancient knife of the Zhen Clan, he just borrowed it. ”

Ling Tianbei glared at Ling Tiannandao.

"Okay, okay, these things are over. The two of you have been arguing since you were kids, and now that you are both parents, you have been arguing all the time. Can you be more mature and let me, an old man, worry less. ”

Ling Jie said in a stern tone.

Ling Tiannan and Ling Tianbei saluted together, "Uncle Jie taught me a lesson. ”

"Roaring Palm!"

Ling Zimo and Ling Sen snorted almost at the same time.

There were two huge fluctuations in the ring at once, and Ling Zimo and Ling Sen shot at the same time, their palms facing each other.

At the moment when he took over with Ling Zimo, Ling Sen felt a tightness in his chest, and the qi and blood in his body surged. At this moment, it is like being in the waves of an endless sea, and the raging tsunami is suffocating.

"Boom!"

A loud bang came, and Ling Sen took five steps back, while Ling Zimo stood firmly in place without even shaking his body.

"It's me who lost!"

Ling Sen walked out of the ring a little lonely.

The Ling family members under the stands were all dumbfounded, and before they could understand what was going on, Ling Sen actually lost.

Ling Zimo's performance is really shocking, is he still the same waste as before?