At this time, his heart was like ashes, and this young man surnamed You couldn't wait to find a piece of tofu and hit him to death!

It is so humiliating to be beaten and cried and collapsed in front of the entire sect by a mere mortal waste!

Especially when the Moon Fairy didn't leave, the people of the Yuehua Sect were still watching the ceremony, and this scene was all seen by them, and they were embarrassed and thrown to their grandmother's house!

"I don't think you're still convinced?" Lin Que snorted coldly, followed by another slap.

"Convinced! Really convinced! Really convinced!" the young man surnamed You screamed, rolling in the ring with his head in his hands, and didn't dare to have any thoughts in his heart.

The scene in front of him made the crowd stunned directly, and no one could have imagined that it would be such a scene!

Mortal martial arts, indeed mortal martial arts, without even a trace of spiritual power fluctuations, actually beat the Xiaocheng-level virtual and real swordsmanship into this embarrassment!

Where is this competition, this is especially the education of the son of a father!

The crowd was speechless for a long time, and Lin Que, who looked at the height of the ring one by one, couldn't help but feel a trace of fear in his heart.

Looking at the wooden sticks in his hands, they all felt confused.

Even the moon was like a trace, and her lips opened slightly, and her face was full of disbelief.

The gap between the two small realms was actually made up so easily? There is also the gap between the Dao species, how can it be so strong for mere mortal species!

The elders were able to find a little strange, not that this mortal martial art was powerful, but that the person who used him was strong!

Several elders glanced at each other, but they couldn't see the specific subtleties.

At this time, the third elder was completely stunned, and his expression froze on his face.

The Fifth Elder's face was as gloomy as water, he couldn't have imagined that this would be the case!

The crowd was silent for a long time, looking at Lin Que speechless.

"Who else is not convinced?" he asked, standing in the ring, looking at the people in the audience.

One by one, they were silent, and the outer disciples who had danced the most happily were now all shut up.

Lin Que got the position of the eldest disciple, and the most unhappy thing was these outer disciples.

In their opinion, Lin Que's talent is not as good as theirs, but his status is very different, so he is naturally not convinced.

But now, no one dares to speak out.

The tragic situation of the young man surnamed You made many people afraid, the vast majority of these outer disciples still haven't had a small spiritual art, and the realm is even worse, this is not convinced, is it looking for death?

After looking around, no one even dared to look at Lin Que.

"It seems that everyone has taken it?" Lin Que asked.

At this time, in the crowd, one of the disciples who was instructed by the three elders stepped forward: "I...... I'm not convinced!"

He was helpless in his heart, but the third elder looked at himself just now, he had to go up if he didn't go up, otherwise it would be even worse afterwards, the third elder's methods were definitely much more ruthless than this person!

This is also a disciple of the Blood Exchange Realm, an awakened person of the Inner Gate Six Rank Dao Species.

"You...... There's something strange about the stick in your hand! I ask for a change of weapon to fight!" he held his head high, as if to cheer himself up.

After thinking about it, why this person is so powerful, it can only be that the seemingly ordinary wooden stick in his hand is strange!

Maybe it's an ancient artifact, or maybe it's a legacy of great power?

Lin Que sneered: "Do you think this is a certain high-grade divine weapon?"

"That's right!"

"Then it's also my ability that I can use it, and if I give it to you, you can't use it. ”

Now any divine weapon can't actually be activated by Lin Que, and forcibly using it will drain a body of essence.

With the divine weapon in hand, whether or not you can use it is the ability of the monk.

Moreover, this wooden stick was taken by himself at will, and he picked the branch of an ancient tree on the way, and there was a strange fart.

However, as soon as they heard Lin Que's words, many people were stunned.

"What kind of ability is it to win with such a divine weapon!"

"I'll just say, how can you be so strong like a waste!

"It's cheating! cheating!

"Can the power of the divine soldier be considered your ability?!ridiculous!"

The crowd seemed to climax.

A waste just showed such a strong ability, which made everyone unhappy, and now that they have finally found the reason, they all feel that the depression in their hearts has dissipated most of them.

I'll just say how can a waste be so powerful, it turns out that the weapon is powerful!

Hearing the ridicule around him, Lin Que looked around coldly, and threw the wooden stick in his hand casually.

Then he pointed his finger at the following people: "You, you, you...... And you, let's go together!"

These people shouted the most fiercely, and Lin Que didn't mind teaching them a lesson.

He also knew that things would not be so simple, but fortunately, he would show his hands again now to shock everyone.

Several people in the ring were stunned when they heard this, and then a red surged on their faces, looking down on themselves so much?

The wooden stick was thrown, and you dare to pretend to be like this!

Do you think you can be so strong without divine weapons?!

Teng Teng Teng and a few people jumped up, plus the inner disciples just now, a total of five people, forming a situation of encirclement!

Four of them are just outer disciples, Lin Que didn't pay attention to it at all, even this inner disciple is quite disdainful.

In the low realm, in this kind of fish pond bureau, he is the big demon king, under the circulation of the delusional divine pupil, everything is hidden, what do these people do to fight with themselves?

As soon as the figure moved, the flaws of the five people were revealed in front of them.

Lin Que took this step, and there were six ways to leave the encirclement directly, and these people couldn't even touch the corners of his clothes!

A trace of spiritual energy surged above his fist, and his feet rushed forward, blasting out a punch at one of the weakest outer disciples!

This punch went straight to the bridge of his nose, and under the flow of the delusional pupil, this person could be called an empty door, and Lin Que had countless ways to abuse him!

Ahh

A punch blasted out, and this disciple felt that the bridge of his nose was broken!

At the same time, his heart is full of differences, how can he feel that he can't hide from it!

Moreover, the opponent's punch was obviously mediocre, but it gave him a feeling of impeccable attack, he wanted to fight back, but found that there was nowhere to exert force, which was extremely uncomfortable!

The bridge of his nose hurt so much that he screamed, and as soon as he let go of his hand, the weapon was directly confiscated!

After all, Lin Que's cultivation time is still short, and even if he has the Dao Heavenly Gong, he is a few points behind in the realm of the method.

He is mortal, his strength is limited, and his strength is limited, so it is more convenient to pull a weapon: "Don't dirty my hands." ”

This is a sword, not of high grade, but it is quite easy to hold in your hand.

Lin Que had never practiced swordsmanship, so he simply used the sword as a stick and directly displayed mortal martial arts.

The uninterrupted immersion of his youth gave him extraordinary means in this martial art, and in the flow of pupil arts, anyone's flaws were unobstructed.

"That's too vegetable......" he couldn't help but shake his head.

These people used spiritual arts, but all of them couldn't get home from cultivation, and they were full of empty loopholes, which was really a bit bad.

Bang bang, the sword in his hand was smashed down as a long stick, and every shot was accompanied by a cry of pain.