Chapter 61: A Song

As the competition began, the opponent's man holding the halberd was instantly surrounded by golden light, slowly spreading to the tip of the halberd, and rushed directly towards Lin Ping, but Lin Ping was not panicked, counted on his toes, stepped back, and always kept a certain distance from the man.

"What is this guy doing?" "Why don't you do it?" "yes, running around the stage." "Hey, that kid in white, are you going to fight or not?!"

As the scolding sound sounded from the audience, Zhang Wuregret and Huo Mingzhu also pinched the sweat for Lin Ping on the stage, although Lin Ping's figure seemed to be good, but he only dodged and did not attack, and he was still cut a few cuts on his clothes by the man with the halberd, but Lin Ping didn't seem to be in a hurry.

"Hey, are you going to fight?!" The man with the halberd was also a little tired, so he took a breath and stopped to look at Lin Ping, this guy looks weak and weak, and he still has a little white face that pleases women, and he is angry when he looks at it.

"The purpose of everyone coming here is of course the best to get a jade medal, but there are still many people who come with the idea of making a name for themselves. Lin Ping looked at the somewhat angry man in front of him, and said with a smile: "If we fight too fast, won't Brother Tai be able to gain both fame and profit?"

"You mean I'm going to lose?!" a manly roar, surrounded by golden true qi on his body, faintly forming the shape of a leopard, and he was about to move for real.

"Then it's ugly. Lin Ping still had that calm face, as if the man in front of him was not in his field of vision at all, he took out the flute that had been pinned to his waist, it was the one made by Zhang Wuregret, and played it.

"Wh... Just when Lin Ping blew the first syllable, the man who had already rushed out realized that something was wrong, his speed of rushing forward actually slowed down, there seemed to be an invisible obstacle in front of him, he was dragged like this, and when he took the third step, not only did he not take another step forward, but began to faintly have a tendency to retreat, you must know that as long as you take another step forward, you can smash the heart of this little white face!

"Who is this guy?!" "My ears!" "Back off!"

Not to mention the stage, the monks in the audience didn't react to this song for the first time, it was so powerful and domineering, almost all the monks of the Foundation Building Realm and the Qi Acceptance Realm mobilized their true qi to resist at the same time, and the audience was also colorful and lively in an instant.

"Retreat!" Although Zhang Wuregret only felt that his ears were slightly uncomfortable, he looked at Huo Mingzhu, whose pale blue true qi had begun to appear on his body, his face turned a little paler in an instant, and he no longer hesitated, grabbed Huo Mingzhu's shoulder, jumped back with her directly, and left the ring for more than a dozen steps before stopping.

And when the audience was over, everyone looked back on the stage, the man with the halberd had already fainted, and Lin Ping also put down the flute, and the moment he stopped playing, the flute was instantly broken into three pieces and fell to the ground.

"It's broken?!" Zhang Wuregret was also surprised by this, you must know that although the flute is only inferior even among the objects of the anti-mortal weapon because of the material, but after all, it was carved by Zhang Wuregret with a complete "solid" carving, even if Zhang Wuregret wants to break it, he needs to hammer it with more than a dozen punches, but he didn't expect to be smashed by Lin Ping's unfinished song!

"It's another monster ... Zhang Wuregret looked at Lin Ping, who walked out of the ring with a smile, and also sighed in his heart, sure enough, there are few monks who have completed the foundation realm to deal with, and there are even more existences that Zhang Wuregret is unable to deal with.

"You're a monster. Zhang Wuregret looked at Lin Ping and walked to his side with a smile, and said with a smile.

"It's not the shop that you carved a "phoenix song", and the power of this flute scared me. Lin Ping didn't care about the strange eyes of the people around him, and said with a smile.

"You said earlier, I said that I didn't carve that, how can I get a thousand taels of silver for a mortal product. Zhang Wuregret quipped, and at the same time, out of the corner of his eye, he noticed that an old man in ordinary clothes slowly walked to their side, this old man was the person who had stopped Zhang Wuregret's imminent riot formation.

"Sir, we meet again. Zhang Wuregret bowed respectfully to the old man and said, the other party is not only an elder, but also an existence whose strength far exceeds his own, and even helped himself, so it is reasonable for Zhang Wuregret to treat the other party respectfully.

"You guys, you're really a group. The old man looked at Zhang Wuregret and Lin Ping standing together, shook his head in a sarcastic manner, looked at Lin Ping and said, "Little friend, I don't know if we can talk?"

"Then I'll go first. Lin Ping also bowed his hand respectfully, and left with the old man.

"Who is this old man?" Zhang Wuregret watched the old man take Lin Ping away in a flash, and muttered in his heart, as Lin Ping and the old man disappeared, the crowd gradually dispersed, Zhang Wuregret and Huo Mingzhu also returned to their residence, Zhang Wuregret was busy making iron shoes, while Huo Mingzhu was busy cultivating, and the night passed in a hurry.

"The second place doesn't have this treatment!" Zhang Wuregret also successfully made the iron shoes the next morning, carved the "sturdy" engraving on the soles, completed his work, and continued to go to the flea market, ready for the start of a new day.

"Shop!Where are my shoes?" Today was not as smooth as the previous two days, until noon, there were no customers, just when Zhang Wuregret squinted his eyes and took a nap, the woman with custom-made iron shoes rushed in.

"I've done it for you. Zhang Wuregret threw out his work and a pair of cloth shoes given by the woman, and said with a smile: "This is made of fine iron, a pair weighs a total of twenty-one catties, do you see if you are satisfied?"

"It's good, it's quite heavy!" The woman was also used to being bold, and she didn't care about Zhang Wuregret's eyes at all, so she directly changed into iron shoes, tried it, did a few whip legs and kicks, and nodded with satisfaction: "It's just right, thank you!"

"Okay, don't forget what you promised me!" Zhang Wuregret shouted behind the woman as he saw that the woman was about to rush out.

"I can't forget it! When our group of competitions is finished this afternoon, I will accompany you to practice until the ancient battlefield opens, as long as you can withstand the fight!" The woman waved her hand and walked away without looking back.

"It seems that this afternoon's mid-stage competition in the foundation building realm is coming to an end, and since no one patronizes my shop, I won't spend it. Zhang Wuregret waited for a while, but still didn't wait for the guests, so he packed up and went to the direction of the ring.