Ling Cheng took a long breath of hot air, exhaled from his snort, calmed his emotions in front of everyone, and said that he was also very frightened, he didn't expect this guy's fire demon wall to be so powerful, he could actually disperse the attack to all corners of the entire barrier, when he punched it just now, if the penetration alone was enough to break it, but the heavy punch just now, but he always felt that he missed it, and he didn't hit it in general, his strength was dispersed, but there was such a big crack just now, so it can only show one problem, that is, it is not that his strength is not enough, but was dissolved by this vitality barrier.

"It's a bit tricky to go on like this" Ling Cheng looked at Ling Xiu with a torch, and the latter also forgot to come over, looking at each other, some sparks were burning in his eyes.

"Whew-" Ling Xiu also exhaled a long breath, and suddenly felt that his hands and feet were numb.

His eyes looked at the young man in front of him in disbelief.

I really didn't expect that Ling Yuan's Xuan Explosion was so powerful, I'm afraid that the level of his Yuan Technique alone had already reached the middle grade of the Xuan Rank, otherwise it would be impossible to make a crack on the Fire Demon Wall with one punch, but it was a pity that he hadn't cultivated to the peak, if so, otherwise, the circle just now would be enough to penetrate the Fire Demon Wall and hit his chest, and this battle would be over!

"Ling Yuan, Ling Yuan, if you want to blame it, blame yourself for not having the ability, cultivate this Yuan Technique to the peak!" Ling Xiu smiled proudly although he was exhausted.

If he can't break his defense, then he is destined to not win this game, and their bet will naturally be regarded as his own win, so that he can have one less competitor, and from now on, Ling Cheng will not snatch the position of patriarch with him again!

Next, there is only one opponent for Ling Lei, and when he wins the position of patriarch, he has another goal, that is, to take away the girl who has been entangled around him, but the person he has loved for a long time, it must be taken over, when he thinks of the two of them flirting and scolding, he can't fight anywhere, their smiles and laughter are like knives, and they are slashed in their hearts.

Look at you lose today, what face will appear in front of her in the future.

......

On the rostrum.

"Look, Ling Xiu has cultivated this Fire Demon Wall to perfection," Ling Yuan's old voice said.

"The patriarch smiled, compared to the young patriarch Ling Lei, the strength of the dog is still not enough" Ling Yue stroked his gray-white beard, although he was modest, but the smile on his face had an indescribable flamboyance, it was really not easy to make this Ling Yuan old ghost nod, it was really not easy to say such a thing!

"But it's not unbreakable," Ling Yuan looked straight at the arena with straight eyes.

The smile on Ling Yue's face suddenly froze, and he turned his head around, looking at the expression on Ling Yuan's face, as if everything was expected, and suddenly felt a chill in his vest.

"It's not good," Ling Yue thought, his rough palm slowly clenched again, his eyes suddenly became fierce, and he looked at the competition table.

"Young Master Ling, what do you think of the current battle situation?" Xue Hongyu asked Ling Lei with a smile.

Ling Lei smiled slightly, that temperament is not comparable to Ling Lei, if Ling Lei's smile is energetic, then Ling Lei's smile is elegant.

"Judging from the current situation, that Ling Xiu seems to have the upper hand, his Fire Demon Wall is very unusual, and it is difficult to break it."

"Oh, the Fire Demon Wall" Xue Hongyu said flatly, it turns out that the fire red barrier just now is the Fire Demon Wall!

"In this way, wouldn't the situation of Ling Fall be very bad?" Xue Hongyu clenched his hands.

"That's not necessarily, Xiao Shen has also cultivated two volumes of Yuan Technique," Ling Lei said cautiously. I really don't know what the relationship between this Xue Hongyu and Ling Cheng is, he is so worried, this kid can really be messed with everywhere.

"Oh-" Xue Hongyu looked at the center of the competition table again.

......

in the audience.

"Unexpectedly, Ling Xiu actually hid his strength?"

"He's a great backhand"

"It's not good now."

"Unexpectedly, Ling Xiu also cultivated a volume of defensive yuan technique" Ling Zifeng clenched his fist and smashed it on the armrest.

Although he had been in the Ling family for so many years, he had never seen Ling Xiu perform this kind of Yuan Technique, and he was not very profound.

"Brother, you'll have a way to deal with it, right?" The girl on the side also had tight eyebrows, her snow-white pretty face was full of anxiety, her small mouth was confused, and she didn't know what she was thinking, and her eyes looked at the young man in the field worriedly.

......

On the martial arts arena.

Ling Xiu slowly got up from the ground, one hand on the arm of the other, and stood with his upper body slightly bent.

"I have to say, your strength is very strong, at the same age as us, I am not your opponent, but there is never absolute fairness on the stage"

"You admit defeat, you can't win" Ling Xiu said lightly, his voice was full of comfort, as if to say, why struggle anymore, it will be useless to fight any longer.

"Let's talk about it when you win! Before you decide the winner, you haven't won" Ling Cheng's eyes raised violently, and in his eyes, as if there was a golden light shooting out, a battle spread from the inside out.

Her vitality has not yet been urged, but in the center of the entire field, there has begun to be a breeze slowly condensing, in this breeze mixed with snow-white vitality, that glance is Ling Yuan's vitality, but at this time, although the vitality is extremely small, but extremely sharp, brushing over the body feels like being cut by a knife, faintly painful.

"Could this be ......" Ling Xiu faintly made a guess in his heart, but in the next second, his guess was confirmed.

The crimson barrier of the "Fire Demon Wall" enveloped him like a hemisphere, and suddenly, the breeze in the passport stopped, and he felt much better, but his heart was already turbulent, and he was shocked.

The imprint on the young man's hand changed for a while, turning his fist into a palm, and his palm into a finger.

Under the martial arts arena, in a corner, there was an old man sitting upright, he was reclining on a chair, if Ling Cheng was here, he would definitely see who he was at a glance, it was the manager of the Yuanshu Pavilion, that Ling Mo who used to lie on the recliner and held a fan, such a big thing in the clan, of course he also had to come to join in the fun.

"Spirit Sword Finger, this is a bit interesting" Ling Mo looked at the center of the competition table with a slight squint in his eyes, and there seemed to be some aftertaste in his eyes, and there was some melancholy and remorse.

When the young man's two fingers were together, the breeze caused by the snow-white vitality finally turned into a violent wind, and in the wind, a trace of sharp breath slowly formed, like a flying knife flying in the sky, extremely fierce, the young man's two fingers seemed to turn into a sharp sword that cut everything, sharpening iron like mud, cutting gold and jade.

Ling Xiu stared at the young man outside the barrier in front of him, the crimson barrier was stained red with blood, and the wind blew across the barrier, already causing small ripples.

"Xuanjie Upper Grade Yuan Technique" "Spirit Sword Finger"

Ling Xiu only felt that his eyes were in a trance, and the white-clothed young man directly enlarged, and actually stood directly in front of him.

The boy pointed out slowly, however, at this moment, an astonishing scene appeared.

The crimson barrier, which was like an iron wall, directly appeared cracks, and the young man's two fingers were like sharp swords, directly piercing the barrier through a hole, and the young man's arm reached in, pointing directly at his chest.

Ling Xiu's gaze was wide and wide, as if he was about to be stunned, and his eye sockets seemed to be torn apart, as if what was no longer two fingers in his eyes was a sharp sword, aimed directly at his chest.

He felt that the young man in front of him was not trying to defeat himself, but trying to kill himself.

It all seemed to be over......

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