As soon as the two entered the field, they began to examine each other, and Long Ling was full of expectations for the person in front of him.

Just now, when he was watching others fight on the stage, Long Ling's heart was also itchy, and he also hoped that he could find an opponent and fight happily. Sometimes, Long Ling also wondered why he was so warlike.

Maybe fighting can improve your strength, or maybe you have the blood of fighting flowing in your body.

Shaking his head with a wry smile, Long Ling looked at his opponent. His opponent's name is Yang Cong, and judging by his appearance, he is about thirty years old, and his figure is quite burly, but he doesn't know what his strength is.

When the referee announced the start, Long Ling's aura also emerged from his body in an instant, without any warning, Long Ling rushed forward quickly, and with the convergence of aura, his body also felt a full force.

Long Ling's speed was even more mentioned to a rapid stage, facing Yang Cong rushing away, even the sound of the wind breaking the wind with his body speeding in the air was extremely clear. Seeing Yang Cong who was getting closer and closer to him, Long Ling's body turned sharply, and his aura also merged into his right arm extremely obediently.

"Dragon Slash"

A move that was not too strong against Long Ling's attack was mixed with energy, and it flew out towards Yang Cong's body.

However, Yang Cong didn't expect that the young man in front of him, who was still a hairy child, would suddenly attack like this, and he didn't dare to be careless at the moment, took two steps back, and his aura suddenly worked, and he blasted away at the martial art that had been transformed into a divine dragon.

"Bang..."

A sharp sound exploded here in an instant as the two fought each other, and the sound was so loud that it was deafening.

The eyes of everyone in the audience were also full of incomparable horror, no matter how much they wanted to break their scalps, they would never have thought that this seemingly random move would have such power. At this time, with the collision of the two people, the field was also covered by a strong energy, and it became extremely blurred, so everyone didn't know what the situation of the two people on the field was.

In a moment, the energy on the field slowly dissipated, and everyone's eyes looked at the field in unison, and everyone wanted to know who would have the upper hand in this move.

"Shhhhh

When everyone saw the situation on the field, they couldn't help but look at it in shock, and their eyes were staring at the only person standing on the field.

And the person on the field is Long Ling, this time, Long Ling obviously did not exert all his strength, but only used fifty percent of his strength, but even so, Yang Cong, who was opposite Long Ling, still fell to the side at the moment, with pieces of blood on his body, unconscious, and even his breath was a lot weaker.

Seeing this situation, everyone finally understood that the seemingly young boy in front of him had a strength that did not match his appearance.

That Yang Cong is also a person from Linyi City, and he also has the strength of a first-order qi warrior this year, but Long Ling can beat Yang Cong to death with just one move, thinking of this, as long as he is not a fool, he can know that Long Ling's strength is at least the upper level of a second-order qi warrior or has reached the third order qi warrior.

As soon as they thought of this, everyone's faces became very funny, after all, Long Ling's young face was really unbelievable, but the result was already like this, and they couldn't help but believe it, at the moment, when they looked at this young boy, their eyes were full of fear and awe.

Such a young man will not be low compared to his achievements in the future.

Even Na Peng Kun's eyes didn't know what color was full at the moment, he was now sure that Long Ling's strength would definitely not be lower than his own.

However, the other party's age is definitely lower than himself, and he originally thought that his strength and his age were excellent among teenagers, even compared with some middle-aged people, his strength was definitely not weaker than them, but when he saw Long Ling's strength and Long Ling's slightly immature face, he realized that there were people outside the mountain, and there was still a gap between the talent he was proud of and the person in front of him.

And Peng Kun is not one of the villains who hates others when he sees that he is better than himself, and while he is full of envy for Long Ling at the moment, he can't help but be full of admiration, and at the same time, he also secretly vows that he will work harder to cultivate in the future.

Only people with a good attitude like Peng Kun can go further on their cultivation path.

And Long Ling also felt quite speechless at this time, he didn't have a thirst for war just now, he was just testing Yang Cong, but he didn't even catch him a move.

If Yang Cong, who was in a coma, knew what Long Ling was thinking at this time, I am afraid that even if he was not in a coma at the moment, he would be in a coma again!

The referee was also deeply shocked by this battle that ended in an extremely fast time, and this competition took more than ten seconds from start to finish, no, if you really want to count it, when Long Ling and Yang Cong collided, this competition can be said to be over.

In other words, from the beginning to the end of this competition, it took a few seconds.

This must not make everyone look at Long Ling with strange eyes.

When the referee walked out of the shock, he announced the result of the competition, which naturally ended with Long Ling's victory, and Yang Cong was also carried down by the people of the Ma family.

Long Ling saw that his competition was over, so he returned to the audience, and regardless of everyone's eyes, he walked straight to his room.

Long Ling didn't bother to watch this boring competition, he thought he could have a happy fight, but who knew that Yang Cong would be so weak.

Actually, everyone also knows that how can they complain about Yang Cong about this, after all, with Long Ling's strength at this time, even if he only uses fifty percent of his strength, it is rare to be able to catch Long Ling's move.

Back in the room, Long Ling also suppressed this depressed mood temporarily, after all, if a cultivator was in a depressed mood all the time, it would be very unfavorable to the cultivator himself.

After a moment of silence, Long Ling fell into cultivation again, the cultivation of aura is like sailing against the current, if you don't advance, you will retreat, Long Ling also knows this, so he has never spent it in vain, and every day is to squeeze out time to cultivate aura as much as possible.

Time passed in a blink of an eye, the room changed from white to black, and candles lit up in various rooms of the Ma family.

This day's competition was also announced to be over, after this round of competition, the Ma family also selected one hundred and fifty people for tomorrow's competition, and even that Yue Feng also entered the candidates for tomorrow's competition, although in today's competition, he lost to Peng Kun, but, after all, he still has the strength of a first-order qi warrior, even if this kind of strength is placed in this Linyi City, it is difficult to find much.

Originally, with Yang Cong's strength, he could also compete tomorrow, but unfortunately, he was unfortunate today, met Long Ling, and then was seriously injured by Long Ling, even if he reluctantly competed tomorrow, the result is conceivable.