"In Xia Lingbi, I just joined the Flying Eagle, you want to challenge, and I have to see if I have the qualifications first!"

The contemptuous gesture of the man who called himself Lingbi made the entire Dragon Knights look very unhappy. A burly berserker www.biquge.info the pen "Fun" Pavilion stepped out of the crowd and shouted angrily: "The hairy boy is not small, I want to know, what do you think of whether we are qualified!

"Very good," Lingbi made a gesture to Wesley, Wesley nodded, Lingbi untied the cloak on his body, threw it to a member of the Flying Eagle behind him, revealing the blue samurai suit inside, and said loudly, "Then, let's start with us!" In view of the fact that the Flying Eagle accepted too many challenges, and the people who ran the Flying Eagle back and forth to the arena were also annoyed, they spent a lot of money to get a huge platform in front of the door, which was usually used to park carriages and other means of transportation, and when someone challenged it, it became a martial arts arena, which had already been approached by the city defense garrison.

Berserker Batru roared angrily, his whole body suddenly swelled in a circle, and the golden fighting qi burst out of his body. Although the Fighting Qi can only be cultivated in a state of madness, it is not necessarily used only in the case of madness. High-end Berserkers can use Berserker while calm. This is different from the Beamon warrior who originally had the attribute of fighting spirit. Beamon Warriors can only use their original Fighting Qi in the non-mad state, and they can only enter the Madness state if they want to use the Fighting Qi.

Lingbi smiled faintly, raised his hand slightly, and motioned for the other party to do it. This contempt suddenly raised Batru's anger by a notch. However, instead of taking off the tomahawk and two-handed sword hanging from the body, he punched Lingbi. The other party was not wearing weapons, and Batru did not intend to take advantage of others. As one of the captains of more than a hundred berserkers, Batru's strength is naturally top-notch among the berserkers. Even if he didn't enter a state of madness, his level of fighting spirit would not be lower than that of ordinary high-level samurai. Killing a cow with one punch is definitely more than enough.

But in the face of this punch, Lingbi on the opposite side showed a disdainful smile, and with a twist of his body, he disappeared in Batru's sight, and then Batru felt a slight numbness in his lower back, and half of his body lost his senses. Only then did I feel a chill invading my body. Batru was shocked, knowing that he had been hit, and hurriedly urged the fighting spirit of his whole body, in a vain attempt to dispel the chill that invaded his body. Fortunately, although this chill was extremely cold, it was not very powerful, and it took Batru a lot of effort to finally dispel it, and when he looked up again, Lingbi was already standing opposite him, with a look of disdain.

Batrou didn't know what was going on, but Lei Sibing and Dalton on the side could see it clearly. The moment before Batru's fist touched Lingbi, Lingbi ducked away, then slipped through the gap under his arm at a speed that Batru couldn't detect, turned behind him, and then lightly touched his lower back. Batru's protective vindictive spirit didn't work at all. Immediately after that, Batru was covered in a layer of hoarfrost on half of his body. The high-level samurai's body protection fighting qi is indeed not very effective for defense, and it is not necessarily good to have an intermediate magic shield, but that does not mean that it has no effect at all. This Lingbi understated that it broke Batru's body protection and almost froze him into an iceman, and the gap was obvious.

"Batru, come down!" an older berserker with a slightly rickety body stepped forward and said, "You are not someone's opponent, they have already shown mercy......

Batru lowered his head in shame and returned to the team without saying a word, Lingbi looked at them very indifferently, and the old berserker slowly came to Lingbi: "This warrior, I admire your skills very much, I Demasler ask you for advice." ”

"I don't care, but is it enough for you alone? Would you like to have a few more?" Lingbi smiled faintly, very casually.

Several of the young berserkers were furious and almost rushed up, but as soon as Dalton raised his hand, they had to stop. Dalton glanced at Lingbi coldly, and then said, "Uncle Desler, be careful. ”

De Masler didn't turn around, but nodded. Slowly took a deep breath, his body suddenly swelled twice, and his originally somewhat rickety body became straight and majestic, and the golden fighting spirit seemed to be surging around De Masler's body. "Your Excellency Lingbi, please advise!" After the madness, Demasler's voice was like Huang Zhong Dalu, which shook the eardrums of the people around him who were less strong. Since the arrival of the Dragon Knights, who had been watching the lively citizens in a large circle, this time a large number of people retreated, leaving only one who stood in place without reacting. This is a teenager who looks to be only fourteen or fifteen years old, with black hair and black eyes, obviously of oriental origin. A simple and well-fitting black and blue samurai costume will also be written with a slender and thin body, which is angular. The young man's appearance is quite delicate, but his skin is too fair, and if some girls who love beauty see it, they will definitely die of jealousy. He carried a long bag behind his back, and he didn't know what it contained. The surrounding audience was forced to retreat again and again by Demasler's voice, and only he was indifferent, if he was not deaf, he must have extraordinary strength.

"I just came out of school and encountered such an interesting thing, traveling is better than taking it with me at school, no wonder Murong and the two girls of the Lin family ran out early. The young man muttered to himself with a hint of a smile on his lips.

At this time, Lingbi also reined in his previous madness, and said in disbelief: "Calm madness?" No wonder Lingbi was surprised, calm madness is not much unusual among the high-level Bimeng warriors, but it is too rare among berserkers. Lingbi is a samurai, and it has been many years since he graduated from school, so he didn't think of Issidine metal, which was too rare.

Of course, the berserker Desler would not explain to him, so he shouted angrily, and grabbed Lingbi before he pounced, more than twice as fast as Batru before. Lingbi didn't dare to take it lightly as before, and a faint white mist rose from his body. At the same time, the ambient temperature drops suddenly. Obviously, Lingbi is a high-level warrior of the water ice system with good strength.

Demasler was the strongest of the more than 100 berserkers of the Dragon Knights, a few points taller than the three who had entered the Temple of the Moon with Dalton. One foot has stepped into the door of the Earth Fighter. This is already extremely rare for Berserkers. After the madness, the fighting spirit and speed are greatly increased. Judging from the strength of the fighting qi alone, Demasler had reached the high level of the Earth Fighter, and the rich golden fighting qi feather arrows around him were difficult to penetrate. But even so, as soon as he and Lingbi made a move, he fell behind.

With an opponent of sufficient level, everyone finally saw Lingbi's strength. The strength of the fighting spirit should have reached the middle of the ground fighter. It is even worse than Demasler at this time. But his skills are so good! Berserkers also have martial arts, but they are martial arts on the battlefield, and they are very open-minded. Lingbi, on the other hand, is good at individual attacks, making the opponent confused at all between tossing and turning. Several times Desler threw punches and kicks, or knives or grabbing, all of which were calmly dodged by Lingbi. And Lingbi fought back from time to time, but Demasler was a little unbearable.

De Masler's strength of his fighting spirit at this time was indeed higher than that of Lingbi, but it was only a little higher in terms of overall total. And if the fighting qi that protects the whole body as a body protector condenses into a little attacking fighting qi against Shang Lingbi, it will be a bit insufficient. And Lingbi didn't want to hit the hand, and the strength of the fighting qi he used was just enough to break the Deslesler talisman and open a small opening. Although it will be replenished again in an instant, that moment is enough for Lingbi to inject a small breath of cold qi into it.

This small chill is nothing to Desler, and it can be forced out in half a breath. But half-breathing time is also time, and he pauses for a moment. And once he paused, Lingbi had more opportunities to attack. And it's impossible if you don't stop. The moment the freezing gas entered the body, the body would appear a brief stiffness, which was also enough time for Lingbi to attack again. And the slightest hint of cold can't help Desler, but he can't stand it if it adds up. Demasler, who was in danger left and right, was uneasy, he felt like a strong and powerful but clumsy steel and stone storm bear (earth-type high-level demonic beast), and the opponent was a sensitive corne-clawed ape (wind-type high-level demonic beast), and he had no strength but could not hit the other party at all. When I thought about it, I felt even more irritable. And the battle between the masters is all in a race between minutes and seconds, the uncertain Demasler showed a flaw after a kick, and the next plate was completely empty, Lingbi of course would not let go of this opportunity, leaned over and swept the hall, Demasler stood unsteadily and fell to the ground. And Lingbi's kick was not only as simple as making Demasler fall, but the powerful ice fighting qi that instantly condensed with a little bit broke through Demasler's protective fighting qi, and Demasler's entire left leg was instantly covered with frost. And Lingbi had already retreated to the outside of the room, gasping softly. Although it was only a dozen rounds just now, the consumption of the battle was quite amazing.

Although Lingbi's attack was not light, he did not pursue after all. Although the cold qi injected into his body was quite strong, Demasler, who had calmed down, quickly forced it out. After all, in terms of the strength of the fighting spirit alone, he is still above Lingbi. However, being put on the ground by a little imp worse than himself, Demasler was really embarrassed to challenge again, so he had to return to the team in frustration. Dalton hurriedly comforted him. At this time, Lei Sibing strode up.

"I'm the next challenger," Lei Sibing's tone was very calm, with a smile on his face, but the words in his mouth were not quite right: "Do you want to rest for a while and come back or just change someone?" The meaning of Lei Sibing's words is very simple, the meaning of resting for a while is that you are afraid that you will lose after a while, and you will not be convinced and make excuses. Of course, it's better to just change someone, because you're not my opponent!

Lingbi has outstanding strength since he was a child, and his heart is arrogant. At the beginning, Emperor Wang Bai suddenly emerged, and he was one of the first challengers who came to the door unconvinced. However, he made three successive moves, all of which were defeated by Emperor Wang Baidi. At the same time, because he was unconvinced and did not join the Flying Eagle after losing the first two times, he did not have a point among the thirteen core members, and he is currently one of the captains of the Flying Eagle Knights whose status is slightly inferior to that of the thirteen core members.

Although his status is not as good as that of the core members, he may not be below a few core members in terms of strength. It can be said that among people of similar age, no one except Wang Bai Emperor Lingbi is convinced. The Lei Sibing in front of him was obviously younger than him, and his tone was so big, of course Lingbi was very unhappy, and he sneered and said, "Rest? No, not any kind of opponent needs to recuperate!"

In fact, Lingbi didn't pay attention, the two had met before! Three years ago, in the last elite exchange competition, both of them were contestants, but at that time, Lingbi was stepping on the upper limit of the age limit, and Lei Sibing was a rookie! In the end, Lei Sibing's result was the top four, and Lingbi was only the top eight. It is said that Lingbi should have some impression of Lei Sibing! However, the sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy is changing a lot, and Lei Sibing is especially so, and the gap is so great that Lingbi has not been able to make enough associations at all.

Lingbi didn't recognize Lei Sibing, but Lei Sibing recognized Lingbi. Lingbi's appearance has changed a little from back then, but it is not big, but the improvement in strength is not small. However, Lei Sibing thought that he was better than Lingbi back then, and at this time, his strength was improving, so he was naturally even more confident!

"Oh, is that so?" Lei Sibing was unimpressed by Lingbi's contempt, still with a peaceful smile: "Are you ready? I'm going to do it?"

"You can just let the horse come!" Lingbi sneered, and a faint white mist filled his body once again.

"Then you have to be careful, I'm going to hit you in the stomach!" Lei Sibing reminded with a smile on his face.

Lingbi was slightly stunned, there was a fight and a reminder in advance where to fight? Just wanted to say something, but saw Lei Sibing raise his left foot, as if he was about to take a step, he immediately stopped and watched carefully, but in the next moment, Lingbi found that his vision was completely covered by a purple samurai suit, and at the same time, there was a sharp pain in his lower abdomen, and at the same time, a paralyzing feeling swept through his body, and his whole body flew backwards uncontrollably. Lei Sibing appeared where he was before, and he still kept punching, and the purple fighting energy on his fist disappeared with a flash of thunder.

The young man's face was slightly stunned, and then he shook his head and said, "Oh, it turned out to be Senior Lei...... The Thunder Emperor is majestic, especially better than back then......"

After this day, the name of a young man who had graduated from the St. Francis Academy of Sciences only a few years and was less than twenty years old began to gradually expand from a small circle between the students of the Continental Academy to the entire Aegean Continent.