"Your Lin family is really hidden deep enough, you are only fifteen years old, and you have reached the sixth layer of the day after tomorrow, it is really rare!"

"And such a peerless genius, you actually spread the word that he is a waste who can't practice martial arts, what, do you want to destroy our two families, so that your Lin family can dominate Qingshui City?"

Wang Changde looked at the situation in the ring, a different color flashed in his eyes, and said gloomily.

Lin Chongbo's face was straight: "Where is it, we just want him to practice martial arts well, and don't get in touch with the sycophancy outside too early, so as not to destroy him, how can you have so many ghost eyes like your old man Wang!"

He didn't want the other two families to misunderstand and deal with the Lin family together, the Lin family didn't have such a big strength to be able to compete with the two of them.

Besides, even Lin Chongbo himself was very puzzled about Lin Tian's strength.

How could it be that Lin Tian's cultivation had reached such a high level in such a short period of time, this was too unreasonable, Lin Tian had not practiced martial arts before, and it was not clear to him, a grandfather.

Therefore, in just a few months, Lin Tian has made such great progress, what happened here, Lin Chongbo only felt full of doubts.

And Qian Zhenrui, who was next to him, smiled on his face, and did not echo Wang Changde's words, and did not express any opinion on this matter, as for what he thought in his heart, only he knew.

At this time, in the ring, Wang Zhiyuan struggled to get up, his face was pale at this time, blood stains continued to overflow from the corners of his mouth, and he said to Lin Tian with a hideous face: "You forced me, even if I die, I will pull you to be buried with me!"

After speaking, a trace of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes, and with a bite of his tongue, a mouthful of blood suddenly shot out, his pale face instantly turned red, and the momentum on his body suddenly increased.

A direct, simple, and violent palm, without any fancy, accompanied by Wang Zhiyuan's short shout, slapped towards Lin Tian.

"He actually used the technique of self-mutilation, Wang Zhiyuan, he didn't want to die!"

"Lin Tian is in danger now, Wang Zhiyuan's skills have increased greatly, and he is so much older than Lin Tian, he must have more fighting experience than Lin Tian, and there is a great possibility of winning!"

"Yes, although Lin Tian is a genius, but there is a difference of several years between the two people, although Lin Tian's cultivation is profound, but the martial arts are not necessarily very proficient, and now when the skill is not much different, it will definitely suffer!"

All the martial artists in the audience talked about it, and the people of the Lin family also showed nervous looks, no matter what the relationship was before, at least now Lin Tian represents the Lin family to participate in the competition.

Lin Tian only felt that the strong wind was blowing in his face, and there was a smell of blood in his palm, his eyes narrowed slightly, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

If you really think that Wang Zhiyuan's attack is just this violent palm, then you are very wrong, under this fierce attack, he still hides a vicious trick.

On a ring worn by Wang Zhiyuan, a silver needle as thin as a cow's hair popped out, and a faint blue light flashed on the needle.

Lin Tian's eyes flowed, and he instantly issued a palm, and the palm revealed a trace of golden light, breaking through Wang Zhiyuan's heavy palm shadow with the momentum of destroying the withering and decaying, and bombarded Wang Zhiyuan's palm heavily.

Wang Zhiyuan saw the docking of his palms, and a treacherous smile appeared on his face, but before his smugness passed, he felt a burst of heat in his hand, and his entire arm instantly turned into a piece of coke.

"Bang!"

With a dull loud sound, Wang Zhiyuan seemed to have been hit by a jack of giant hammers, and the whole person was like a kite with a broken string, spewing out a stream of bloody arrows, unable to even scream, and flying five or six feet away.

In the midst of the crowd's exclamations, he flew out of the ring and fell heavily to the ground like a broken sack, raising a puff of smoke and dust.

Everyone hurriedly looked, only to see Wang Zhiyuan's whole body covered in blood, like a bloody man, his right hand was completely turned into charcoal, broken into several pieces and fell to the ground, the whole person was already dying, and his breath was getting weaker and weaker.

His eyes widened, staring at Lin Tian who was calm and relaxed in the ring in pain and horror, and blood spurted out of his mouth as if he didn't want money.

He never thought that Lin Tian's cultivation would be so profound, and he would suddenly shake his internal organs apart, and the poisonous needle he had carefully prepared would not work.

Of course, Wang Zhiyuan didn't know that Lin Tian was a freak, he was only the sixth layer of cultivation the day after tomorrow, and the internal qi in his body already had some innate true qi characteristics, and a thick layer of internal qi was condensed on the palm of his hand, and his poisonous needle did not pierce Lin Tian's hand at all.

Moreover, even if the poisonous needle was pierced, it would not have any effect on Lin Tian.

After all, as long as it was not a poison that could deal with innate martial artists, Lin Tian's pure yang internal qi could be forced out at any time, and in Qingshui City, where even innate martial artists did not have, there would be no such precious poison.

Suddenly, Lin Tian's heart was shocked, and a chill instantly rose from behind, and the cold hairs all over his body stood up, and he felt a murderous aura like substance, overwhelmingly attacking him.

When he suddenly looked back, he saw a figure in the stands rising in the air, and a powerful and fierce aura instantly dispersed, like a tiger descending from a mountain.

That figure was none other than Wang Changde, the head of the Wang family, he grabbed it with his palm, his five fingers were shrouded in the air, and an extremely strong energy filled the air, like a big net, grabbing towards Lin Tian, trying to crush him to pieces.

"Old brute, you dare!"

"What are you going to do!

"Cousin, be careful!"

Everyone present was a martial artist, and they reacted quickly, and they noticed Wang Changde's movements for the first time, but they didn't expect that he would directly attack Lin Tian in the ring in front of everyone, and he didn't have time to stop it all of a sudden.

Lin Tian suddenly raised his head, his eyes were shining, and in his cold eyes, a fierce murderous aura suddenly erupted, a strong wind blew out, black hair fluttered, and the corners of his clothes danced.

"Stacking waves!"

With a cold snort in his mouth, the momentum on Lin Tian's body suddenly soared, and his left foot took a step forward suddenly, but he didn't dodge or dodge, he shouted, and slapped out his palms in a row.

One after another, the invisible palm power was like an endless monstrous wave, slamming into the air like a stormy wave, and swept towards Wang Changde.

"Boom!"

Everyone only felt that the figure was a flower, and the two people had already collided together, and they exchanged energy, and a loud bang broke out, and the violent air flow instantly blew the ring out of a big hole.

Lin Tian retreated more than a dozen steps in succession before he barely stopped, his face was slightly pale, a burst of qi and blood floated in his body, his palms trembled slightly, and a wisp of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

A figure flipped over in mid-air in a hollow somersault and landed firmly in the ring, but it was Wang Changde.

With his right hand behind his back, he was trembling slightly, only to feel a hot pain in his hand, a faint burning sensation in his meridians, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

Obviously, under Lin Tian's counterattack, Wang Changde did not take it easily, and suddenly set off a storm in his heart.

"This little brute has such strength!"

You must know that just now he had already used all his internal qi, but when he attacked Lin Tian, Lin Tian's palm power was like a wave, one after another, becoming stronger and stronger, constantly consuming his internal qi.

And there is also a supreme Yang internal qi, which is like a broken bamboo attacking his body, if he hadn't withdrawn his palm in time, forcibly mobilized a large amount of internal qi, and consumed the internal qi that attacked his body, his own meridians might have been burned.

You must know that after decades of cultivation, his cultivation has reached the ninth layer of the day after tomorrow, and Lin Tiancai is the sixth layer of the day after tomorrow, and it is incredible that he can still catch his full palm under such a huge difference.

Wang Changde couldn't help but feel even more serious about Lin Tian's murderous intentions, if Lin Tian didn't die, when he grew up, then the Wang family would have no future at all.

However, he did not make another move, because by this time the others had already caught up and there was no chance to make a move.

"Tian'er, how is it, are you okay?"

"Cousin, that big bad guy didn't hurt you, did he?"

At this time, Lin Chongbo and the others had already gathered around Lin Tian, and hurriedly asked, Lin Feng and his wife showed a nervous look on their faces, looking Lin Tian's body up and down.

Zhang Xiaoxin quickly ran to Lin Tian's side, hugged his arm tightly, and looked at his pale face, the tears hanging in his eyes were about to fall.