"You watch from the sidelines, and I'll take care of things here. Ling Chen patted her hand and turned to Jiang Hanlin.

Looking at his back, Nan Rong Wanqing glanced at his right hand strangely. When Ling Chen held her hand just now, she seemed to have touched a hard object.

Ling Chen walked into the field, his eyes did not squint, he stared at Jiang Hanlin, his posture was straight, like a javelin, and there was not the slightest fear in his inky pupils.

Looking at each other, Ling Chen raised his lips slightly, turned his head to look at Jiang Kun, and asked, "Is it possible to take someone away as long as I win?"

Jiang Kun seemed to hear some funny joke, his brows stretched slightly, the corners of his mouth curled, with a hint of disdainful smile, and nodded: "Okay, I promise you, as long as you win, I will never embarrass the two of you." ”

Qiu Wen and Qiu Wu, who were standing behind him, shook their heads secretly, not optimistic about Ling Chen at all. It is true that the two of them lost at the hands of Ling Chen last time. However, Ling Chen's opponent this time was Jiang Hanlin. After staying in the Jiang family for so many years, they knew Jiang Hanlin's horror and horror. A few years ago, the two brothers had been the object of Jiang Hanlin's training. It wasn't until three years ago that they got rid of that identity. It's not because Jiang Hanlin no longer needs to practice, but because their brother is no longer qualified to be Jiang Hanlin's training object.

Jiang Hanlin is a master, this is an undoubted fact.

In the eyes of their brothers, Jiang Hanlin's strength is enough to rank in the top three of the tiger list. However, Jiang Hanlin's name is not in the tiger list. It's not that he's not qualified, it's because he doesn't bother to be on the list. Moreover, he rarely appeared in front of outsiders to show his strength, and he had been practicing in retreat at home, so even Tianji Pavilion didn't know that there was a supreme master hidden here.

At this moment, Ling Chen didn't pay attention to the expressions of the two Qiu Wen brothers, and his energy was all focused on Jiang Hanlin's body.

Taking a deep breath, Ling Chen clenched his fists with both hands, held his head high, and said, "Please advise!"

Jiang Hanlin didn't say a word, and the cold light in his eyes became colder and colder, as if it could pierce people's bodies and freeze people's souls. Ling Chen's heart sank, as a martial arts practitioner, he knew that this was the momentum emanating from Jiang Hanlin's body.

First press your opponent with momentum, and then deliver a fatal blow with lightning speed.

This is the top master.

Facing the pressure that came to his face, Ling Chen lifted a breath of qi from the dantian, like a trickle, slowly flowing along the meridians, resisting Jiang Hanlin's momentum.

When Jiang Hanlin's momentum was raised to the peak, Ling Chen only felt that the figure in front of him flickered, and Jiang Hanlin's body had moved.

Flipping with one palm, condensing a strong internal strength, it struck with a bang, and attacked straight towards his face.

Jiang Hanlin's speed was very fast, almost in a flash of lightning, his body was already leaning towards Ling Chen.

Nan Rong Wanqing's heart was anxious, and she hurriedly reminded: "Ling Chen, be careful!" However, her voice was a step slower. When she opened her mouth, Ling Chen had already reacted.

I saw his feet move slightly, avoiding Jiang Hanlin's palm wind, his legs flashed to Jiang Hanlin's side like the wind, his steel fists were clenched, his fists were fierce, whirring, and he blasted towards Jiang Hanlin's right shoulder.

I didn't see how Jiang Hanlin dodged, his right arm was slightly bent, his palm was facing outward, and he actually blocked Ling Chen's fist with his palm.

Before the blow was successful, Ling Chen's pupils shrank slightly, and he hurriedly retreated. But at this time, while the two of them were still in the posture of fists and palms touching, Jiang Hanlin suddenly changed his moves, his palms turned into five fingers, and he clenched Ling Chen's fist tightly, so that he could not pull it out.

Suddenly, Ling Chen only felt a powerful force coming through the other party's fingers, like an iron hoop, rigidly restraining his fists, unable to move.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Ling Chen did not hesitate, his right leg was quickly raised, and a powerful whip leg swept out and rushed towards Jiang Hanlin's neck.

However, when his right leg was hanging in the air and he hadn't hit the target yet, Jiang Hanlin seemed to have already predicted his movements, and at the same time as he got up, his right foot was lifted and swept towards his left foot that touched the ground.

When the strength hit, Ling Chen's left leg tilted, and his body immediately lost its center of gravity and hung in the air. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Jiang Hanlin pushed out with a palm and slammed it on his chest.

Burst!

A mouthful of blood spat out, and under the impact of that force, Ling Chen's body flew out directly, hitting the wall of the courtyard and falling down heavily.

"Ling Chen!"

Nan Rong Wanqing's voice was full of crying, and she hurried to his side, helped him up from the ground, and asked with a concerned face, "Are you okay?"

"Huh?" Seeing Nan Rong Wanqing's brisk steps, Jiang Kun's eyes suddenly narrowed, with a hint of doubt. Not only him, Jiang Ying and Jiang Han were surprised.

Isn't Nan Rong Wanqing crippled in both legs, why was she suddenly able to walk?

At this moment, Ling Chen stood up from the ground, spit out a mouthful of bloody saliva, his face was slightly pale, and his sharp eyes looked directly at Jiang Hanlin.

Very strong!

This is his only evaluation of Jiang Hanlin.

Through the fight just now, he has deeply realized Jiang Hanlin's strength. He almost used all his strength, but Jiang Hanlin used sixty percent of his strength at most. What's more, the silver whip has been wrapped around Jiang Hanlin's waist and has never been used.

That is Jiang Hanlin's strongest killer move!

"Hanlin, don't waste time with him, hurry up and solve it. Jiang Kun opened his mouth and urged. Rather than teaching Ling Chen a lesson, he now wanted to know why Nan Rong Wanqing's legs had recovered.

As soon as the words fell, Jiang Hanlin, who was standing still, tapped his toes, and his body was like a gust of wind, quickly approaching Ling Chen. With his palms flat in front of his chest, he kept exchanging, making people dazzled by the reality and the void, and it was impossible to tell which side his attack was.

Ling Chen stretched out his hand to push Nan Rong Wanqing away, not retreating, but advancing, facing Jiang Hanlin's attack, pressing forward with both fists. When the two were about to make contact, he screamed violently, his fist spurted, and he slammed into Jiang Hanlin's left chest.

He knew that he couldn't distinguish Jiang Hanlin's hypocrisy from reality, and instead of taking risks, it was better to directly use a lose-lose style of play, and no one would suffer.

Jiang Hanlin's eyes were slightly cold, and Ling Chen's actions were somewhat unexpected to him. At that moment, his body rushing forward was slightly stunned, he changed his move halfway, changed his palm to take, and attacked with his right hand like lightning, holding Ling Chen's right fist wrist, and twisting his arm to remove Ling Chen's right arm.

Not good!

Ling Chen's heart was shocked, his body moved with his heart, and he immediately bounced up, flipping continuously in the air, unloading Jiang Hanlin's strength.

However, when he was about to land, a cold wind suddenly deceived him, and then, he only saw Jiang Hanlin's knees suddenly lift and put them on his shoulders.

Click!

There was a crisp sound, and Ling Chen's face instantly became ugly. He knew it was the sound of a dislocated arm.

Without waiting for him to react, Jiang Hanlin's offensive was endless, not giving him a chance to breathe at all, and slapped out one palm after another, hitting his chest, and his internal strength burst out, knocking him out again.

"You are not worthy to be my opponent. ”