This Ling Qi, the talent of martial arts and spiritual dao is excellent in Beilu, and he knows how to expand and use his strengths, promote his strengths and avoid weaknesses, which can be cultivated well.

Ling Xiaoyao raised his hand invisibly behind him, and someone immediately disappeared in the shadows.

Ling Qi successfully challenged Ling Deng, who was in the seventh stage of the Xuan Rank, with the cultivation of the sixth stage of the Xuan Rank, and this matter became a topic of conversation in Tianjin in the future.

Ling Qi flew back to the platform with his half-intact and half-miserable clothes. A large group of people on the platform rushed towards Ling Qi.

Ling Qi didn't care, and asked Ling Xiaoyao sideways: "Brother, how am I playing?" ”

"Not bad."

A cold voice came, startling Ling Qi. In the past two days, the silver-cloaked boy next to him only occasionally made a concise comment or two about the battle, and the answers to his questions were "quiet" or "shut up", or not at all. This is the first time I have really taken care of myself.

Ling Qi's interest immediately came up.

"Brother, am I really good? Where's the good one? Actually, I could have beaten him earlier, but ...... His trick...... I was just...... I escaped...... Did you see that? The key to that move is ......"

Ling Qi swept away the fatigue after the battle, and talked loudly, Ling Lin rolled his eyes as he listened, and silently sent a sympathetic look to Ling Xiaoyao, who was Ling Qi's direct confidant.

Ling Xiaoyao: "...... Shut up. "She was wrong. The person who takes care of the sun's rays is really not good, and he is simply asking for his own guilt.

Ling Qi was dumbfounded: Here we go again...... The cloaked boy next to him is really a moody guy, but he can't stand the unique vision of others. In the past two days, he has been by his side, and he has taken several classes indirectly.

Ling Xiaoyao ignored him because Ling Lin's figure appeared in the training ground.

"Huh? Isn't that the waste of the Ling family? ”

"Yes! Waste is waste, what are you doing at the training ground? Is it embarrassing? ”

"Look at the way she looks, she's here to compete, right?"

"What? Just her? A waste? Bite off more than one can chew! ”

"Alas...... I don't know who can draw her as an opponent. Against the last waste, win steadily! ”

Vicious words such as these resounded throughout the training ground, becoming more and more unbearable, and there was a growing posture.

Ling Xiaoyao's hand on the railing clenched, and a dark aura emanated from his body.

"Brother, are you alright?" Ling Qi shuddered inexplicably, and his attention was shifted from Ling Lin to Ling Xiaoyao by that cold momentum.

"It's fine."

Is it really okay? Ling Qi looked at Ling Xiaoyao's already clenched hand suspiciously, his knuckles turned white, and his green tendons stretched out. But this hand ...... Why is it so beautiful?

Ling Lin ignored the foul language around her, she went straight to find a seat on the first floor and sat down generously. The people around jumped out of several seats in fear, leaving only Ling Lin, who was dressed in rags, sitting there, extremely conspicuous.

Ling Lin didn't seem to see it, he just raised his head and smiled at the silver-white figure on the third-tier platform opposite.

The corners of Ling Xiaoyao's mouth under the hood are slightly hooked, and the elegance is unparalleled. It was just that in an instant, he had returned to his previous appearance, so fast that Ling Qi almost thought that the peerless smile was just his illusion.

Under Ling Qi's surprised gaze, Ling Xiaoyao left the third-floor platform, obviously the figure could be seen clearly, but it only took two seconds to reach the first floor, the other side of the training ground.

Shrink the ground into inches! That cloaked boy turned out to be a ground-level powerhouse!