The first competition ended in everyone's surprised eyes, no one thought that the final winner was actually Ling Yu, his skinny appearance, I am afraid that the whole person would not be enough for Ling Yao to punch at most.

This was the case, Ling Yu had hidden his strength in front of everyone's lives, and he defeated Ling Yao by surprise.

The Ling family has a rule that after each game, there will be a halftime break, a pillar of incense time, and after a pillar of incense, the second game will continue.

"Ling Cheng, who do you think will be in the second game?" Ling Zifeng patted Ling Cheng on the shoulder.

"Who knows, but the opponent will be decided by lot, and it's hard to say who will be drawn," Ling Cheng replied casually.

"Don't let me meet you later, otherwise I won't be able to pass the first game" Ling Zifeng smiled bitterly.

"You don't necessarily meet me, maybe you can meet Ling Shan, and Ling Xiu may not be able to!" Ling Cheng looked around and sneered.

"Don't talk about it, who dares to hit that little aunt and grandmother, you don't need him to make a move at all, I don't know how many people want to trouble me" Ling Zifeng waved his hands in front of him, looking like he couldn't resist.

"Alright, let's go, the second game is almost over," Ling Cheng said.

......

On the table.

"What does the Patriarch think of Ling Yu?" Second Elder Ling Feng asked.

"The talent is not bad," Ling Yuan commented flatly.

"But as far as I know, it would take half a year for this Ling Yu to break through, but now he has already broken through" Ling Feng put his hands together.

"This son has a calm personality, and he is also a good seedling," Ling Yuan's eyes widened.

Ling Feng also nodded.

"Let's focus on it!" Ling Yuan said, "If his character is really so calm, the family will help him when the time comes."

"I'll get people to pay attention," Ling Feng nodded.

......

"Please be quiet, let's start the lottery" Zhou Xiong's voice resounded throughout the martial arts field under the wrapping of vitality.

"In the second clan competition, Ling Zifeng vs. Ling Hao" Zhou Xiong looked at the bamboo stick in his hand and read it out.

......

Audience.

"It's your turn," Ling Cheng patted Ling Zifeng on the shoulder.

"I didn't expect it to be Ling Hao, it's really a narrow road" Ling Zifeng looked at Ling Hao, who was sitting not far away.

The latter forgot to come over, his eyes were like a wolf, and he didn't pay any attention to the person in front of him.

Ling Cheng followed Ling Zifeng's gaze and forgot about Ling Hao's pair of eyes.

"It's best not to meet me," Ling Cheng muttered in a low voice.

In the eyes of the two, Ling Hao slowly turned around and walked towards the arena, leaving a disdainful look.

It's as if he's already won the game.

"If you want to win, it's not that simple this time" Ling Zifeng stood up and clenched his fists.

"Let go of your hands and feet this time, if something happens, I'll take it," Ling Cheng said proudly.

"No, you've already helped me a lot" Ling Zifeng turned around.

"I know what to do," Ling Zifeng said.

After saying that, he walked towards the playing field.

"Brother, do you think Zifeng can win?" The girl sitting on the side suddenly asked, and the voice made people feel soft to hear.

"Yes—" Ling Cheng replied resolutely.

The girl's eyes widened with a faint arc of light, like stars in the night sky.

I don't know why the young man is so confident this time, and he firmly believes that Ling Hao will definitely lose.

......

Ling Zifeng walked slowly onto the competition stage, looking at Ling Hao, who also walked up on the opposite side, his eyes were fierce, like a wolf and a tiger, and his body also exuded a compelling momentum.

Once he always lost in front of Ling Hao, not because of his lack of strength, but because he was born poor, he always couldn't let go of his hands and feet during the fight, and he was afraid of hurting the other party, and behind Ling Hao stood the second elder, under one person, above ten thousand, assisting the team leader in managing the entire Ling family.

As a result, in the process of fighting, he never let go of his hands and feet, and was finally defeated by Ling Hao to the point of flaw, but this time this situation will never happen again, he Ling Zifeng wants everyone to know.

"He's stronger than Ling Hao!"

Ling Zifeng's footsteps stood in place.

"It's really a narrow road!" Ling Hao waved his hand.

"If you are willing to admit defeat yourself, you will not suffer from flesh and skin," Ling Hao pinched his wrist and said disdainfully.

"You're not afraid of the wind flashing your tongue," Ling Zifeng said.

"Hahahaha," Ling Hao laughed.

"Okay—let me see what you're capable of?" Ling Hao's eyes flashed with a fierce light.

Ling Zifeng looked at Ling Hao indifferently, of course he understood that there was no need to fight for life and death for some things, the power of the tongue was a moment after all, and what he had to do was to win this game, Ling Hao was far from being as strong as he imagined, but he was used to winning.

To underestimate one's enemies is to pay a heavy price.

"Bell-" A gong sounded, and the audience fell silent.

"Game On"