Wang Yifan stood on the stage again, shaking his spirits: "Well, who else is not convinced?"

It's too stupid to fight, Lao Tzu should have a brain!

"Lin Ziqiang. A young man of eighteen or nineteen years old crossed his arms with an indifferent expression and slowly stepped onto the stage.

Wang Yifan glanced at him up and down, contemptuous in his heart. Regarding the situation of the next three people, Lin Shiyi has already taken the time to tell him. This guy should be a fire-attribute cultivator, who has always been arrogant, short-tempered, and sharp in attack.

Looking at that face, Wang Yifan smiled and asked, "How old are you this year?"

"Nineteen years old. What?" Lin Ziqiang stared at Wang Yifan coldly, and then looked up into the distance, with a look of no one in his eyes.

"Uncle, please. You're nineteen years old, what are you robbing us kids about?"

"Uncle?" Lin Ziqiang was stunned, and then a little ashamed.

At the age of nineteen, he has not yet entered the fifth layer of condensation, which is indeed not good enough. But...... You're too bad about this kid, aren't you?

Lin Ziqiang's face turned red, and he was angry: "Stinky boy, call you sharp and sharp, look at me I want you to look good!"

Lin Ziqiang didn't talk nonsense, the sword in his right hand was pulled, and an aura more aggressive than Lin Zixi immediately spread, and the tip of the sword swallowed flames more than a foot long.

"Stinky boy, come on!" Lin Ziqiang stared at Wang Yifan with bad intentions.

"Damn! the last one can't be beaten, this one can't be beat!" Seeing the tip of the sword roaring with flames, Wang Yifan did not hesitate to use the Hidden Concealment Technique.

Stealth is a form of footwork, and the first emphasis is on speed. The second is the pursuit of stealth, and the effect of stealth varies depending on the object.

At the critical moment, Wang Yifan's stealth technique was exerted to the extreme, and the blood and qi permeated his feet, and disappeared from Lin Ziqiang's eyes with a whoosh.

What about people? Lin Ziqiang's heart trembled violently. What does it mean that you can't find an opponent in the battle? Lin Ziqiang's eyes widened, he looked around vigilantly, pinching the trick with one hand, ready to protect himself at any time, and slowly sliding and probing in the air with the other hand, slowly exploring outward.

Only the elders in charge of the field and the challengers of the fifth layer of condensation in the audience discovered Wang Yifan, to be precise, Wang Yifan never disappeared from these people's eyes.

Wang Yifan calmed down and stared at Lin Ziqiang's movements.

"It's now!" Wang Yifan pounced on with lightning speed, and a cold short dagger pressed against Lin Ziqiang's throat.

Lin Ziqiang was taken down before he had time to do any defense!

"You...... This is not about winning by strength!" Lin Ziqiang looked at Wang Yifan, who was almost half a year younger than himself, and said unwillingly.

"Is there something wrong with your head? Do you want Lao Tzu to fight with you with a knife and a gun?" Wang Yifan glanced at Lin Ziqiang like an idiot.

looks like a very smart person, why doesn't his head shine?

In the thirty-fifth game, Wang Yifan won! In the thirty-sixth game, Lin Ziming challenged Wang Yifan. ”

Lin Ziming, late stage of the fourth layer of condensation, 20 years old, fire attribute.

"The game is on!" The adjudicator was eager to see Wang Yifan perform that technique again.

Wang Yifan didn't talk nonsense, and immediately performed the stealth technique without waiting for Lin Ziming to attack.

Lin Ziming immediately turned on his defense, and a dark red energy light film wrapped his whole body.

The ruffian green flame knife opened and closed widely, and it slashed like a storm.

Lin Ziming couldn't help but be happy when he saw Wang Yifan open to attack, and with a wave of the sword in his hand, his spiritual power surged, and the "Fire Dancing Spirit Snake" suddenly attacked the ruffian.

Wang Yifan's stealth technique was quickly launched, his figure flashed, and only the afterimage was left in place, and the person had already pounced on Lin Ziming's side, raised his hand and punched Lin Ziming's face.

Hitting people does not slap people in the face, and exposing people does not expose shortcomings. How do Nima's slap in the face?

Lin Ziming was furious, turned his left hand into a sword with spiritual power, and stabbed the ruffian.

How clever the ruffian is, with a punch, he has already moved, flashed to the other side of Lin Ziming, raised his foot, and shone on Lin Ziming's ass.

Lin Ziming stumbled, almost fell and ate, looking back at a "looking back at the moon", but the ruffian had already come behind Lin Ziming again.

Lin Ziming was dazzled, only to feel that there were ruffians all over his body, and he couldn't tell which one was the real Wang Yifan, who was powerful and had nowhere to go, and he was extremely breathless.

"Don't fight! Admit defeat!" Lin Ziming was furious, "Where is this fighting, it's clearly a hidden cat!"

The ruffian was triumphant, and there was no one in his eyes. Damn, Lao Tzu should have played like this a long time ago! This is in line with Lao Tzu's concept of fighting!

Lin Ziming glared at Wang Yifan: "Is there a kind of no? let's fight openly!"

"Okay, uncle. You wait slowly, when Lao Tzu is so old, let's fight again!" Wang Yifan once again took out the style of "I am little and I am proud" and laughed at the children of the Lin family.

"Match 37 ......"

"Elder, be kind! I have fought more than 30 battles in a row today, and every opponent is an elite of the Lin Mansion, and they are all masters and masters who lead the trend! I will die for the rest of my life if I fight any of them! Now I actually want to fight with a person with a fifth-layer condensation? You will kill me directly!" The ruffian screamed out before the elder of the Lin family could say it.

"Don't fight, don't fight! Lao Tzu admits defeat, can't Lao Tzu admit defeat?" Wang Yifan shouted one after another.

"In the thirty-seventh game, Meng Lang won!" the referee elder made an exception to announce the result.

In the past, there was no such situation, after all, more than 30 people took turns to fight.

"That guy's name is Meng Lang?" Wang Yifan glanced at Meng Lang from a distance, he looked like he was about twenty years old, and he also had a virtue with his nostrils facing the sky.

"He is the son of Meng Jian, the first guest elder. The Elder Judge said with some awe.

"Meng Lang, why do you have so much murderous intent towards Lao Tzu?" Wang Yifan pondered.

The fifth layer of condensation, which Wang Yifan does not want to touch, the fourth layer can still fight, and the fifth layer is completely out of consideration.

Lin Shiyi shook his head with a little disappointment: "This scoundrel, this style of play can't let him get much training...... Forget it. ”

Not far away, Lin Zimeng looked at Wang Yifan with a complicated expression. Obviously I have the strength to pass the exam by myself, why do I want to let myself fight a fake war? Is it to humiliate me? All of a sudden, Lin Zimeng's hatred for Wang Yifan became more and more monstrous.

"Sister Shiyi, progress is very fast!" Several people on the opposite side hugged Meng Lang and walked over.

Meng Lang was full of smiles, but he was reserved.

Seeing Meng Lang smiling warmly at Lin Shiyi, Wang Yifan suddenly realized: "So that's the case...... Sure enough, it's a red face!"

Lin Shiyi greeted with a smile: "It turned out to be Meng Gongzi! No wonder it looks a little familiar from afar." When did Lin Gongzi come back?"

"I can see you at a glance! I haven't seen you for a few years, and Sister Shiyi is becoming more and more peugeot!" Meng Lang chuckled.

Seeing Meng Lang's frivolous speech, Lin Shiyi's face couldn't help but sink, and she said in a cold voice: "Meng Gongzi, you're over!"

The ruling elder hurriedly played a round: "Meng Gongzi was a celebrity in Luoyin City four years ago, and he was favored by Qingyun Sect. Son...... Is this a visitor?"

Meng Lang was a little displeased: "You talk too much!"

"I'm twenty years old, but it's only the fifth layer of condensation, it's nothing!" Wang Yifan despised in his heart, "Compared with the four heroes of the Lin family, there is still a big gap." ”

The four masters of the Lin family, the lowest cultivation is that Lin Zimeng is already in the early stage of the fourth layer of qi training, Lin Zicong is slightly better, Lin Shiyi is already in the late stage of the fourth layer, and Lin Zihan is the highest, and he is already in the middle of the fifth layer of qi condensation. And Lin Zihan is only seventeen years old, and the youngest Lin Zicong and Lin Zimeng are only fifteen years old. "This Qingyun Sect is not bad, it's just this ghost? It's almost twenty years old before the fifth layer of condensation, and it's like twenty-five or eighty-thousand!" Wang Yifan secretly belittled Qingyun Sect and this Meng Lang.

"In the past few years, I've been running around outside, and Sister Shiyi and I have had some life. Meng Lang said with a smile.

"I'm going to the treasury to exchange spirit stones, Meng Gongzi is at his own convenience. Lin Shiyi said goodbye lukewarmly. Lin Shiyi took the scoreboard with an expressionless face, and when she saw Wang Yifan standing there, she couldn't help but have frost on her face, and said in a clear voice: "Don't you go with me?"

Wang Yifan is so well-behaved, he listens to his daughter-in-law the most!

"Hey, you're the one named Wang Yifan?" Meng Lang intercepted Wang Yifan and looked down at Xiao Budian, who was two heads lower than him, "That scoundrel who anyone dares to mess with, gangster?"