In the wilderness, the people are panicking, and the war between the alliance army and the barbarian Niuheng tribe may break out at any time, and both sides are actively organizing soldiers to prepare for war, build fortifications, and investigate information, and the two forces have reached the point of incompatibility. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

After Jiang Ling's experience of the poisonous bat cave incident and the Barbarian King Niu Hengxiao's raid, he knew that Fang Tian's halberd was extremely powerful, and if he couldn't quickly improve his strength, then the next time he faced off against the Barbarian King, he would be the one who lost.

He was sure that the barbarian king Niu Heng was chased and killed by the seven tribes of the barbarian wilderness, and his vitality was greatly damaged, and in a short period of time, he would never organize a team to attack the alliance army again, so after weighing the pros and cons, Jiang Ling quietly walked to a deserted wood, closed his eyes, and concentrated on cultivating his spirit.

The reason why he didn't choose it in the Ziya Realm, he still thought about it, the aura of the Ziya Realm has existed for a long time, and although direct absorption has a good effect on spiritual cultivation, in the long run, the aura may rely on ready-made aura, and over time, it will degenerate, which is very harmful to the future path of spiritual cultivation.

He is not stupid, he naturally knows that ready-made things cannot be relied on too much, he still has to lay a good foundation step by step, integrate into the natural world, absorb the pure earth aura, and then, through the operation of the aura vein, the absorbed earth aura will gradually refine, remove impurity gases, purify the aura, and absorb all of them into the aura domain to fill the sea of spiritual roots.

The sunset in the western mountains, the silent woods, all the quiet!

Jiang Ling found a slightly larger stone, took off his shirt, sat cross-legged with his eyes closed, his hands dancing in front of him, and his chest rose and fell slightly.

The sun sets in the west, everything is almost asleep, and the earth aura is also quite abundant in the evening, not as good as the early morning but better than noon, at this time, the spiritual cultivation can better guide the earth aura to circulate throughout the body, spit out the old and absorb the new, dredge the muscles and bones, and enrich the body.

Breathe the clear mountain qi, the earth aura from the quiet mountains, the slightest surging in, along the veins of the young man's aura, drum into the body, the cycle repeats, nourish the bones and flesh, and warm the spleen.

The earth aura that comes in a little bit, endlessly, circulates all over the body, clearing the turbid qi accumulated in the body over the past day and eliminating the feeling of exhaustion.

The earth aura was transformed into aura, gathered in the shattered aura domain of the chest, and then, soon entered the Linggen Sea, greatly replenishing the aura of the Linggen Sea.

The aura of heaven and earth, the essence of the sun and the moon.

The Linggen Sea is like a sponge, and those who come do not refuse, and all the refined spiritual energy is absorbed, as if it is really like the vast sea, like a sea of rivers.

Jiang Ling's forehead unconsciously appeared dozens of beads of sweat the size of beans, and his spirit was highly concentrated, and he properly operated the absorbed earth aura to expand the spiritual root sea.

Suddenly, a slight change in Linggenhai made Jiang Ling's face pale and surprised.

He used a trace of spiritual power to drill into the Linggen Sea, and found that the calm Linggen Sea was flooded with a trace of ripples, and it didn't take long for layers of spiritual energy waves to be set off, and the situation was very dangerous.

Looking at the turbulent waves of spiritual energy in the Linggen Sea, Jiang Ling shouted: "It's really a stone that stirs up a thousand waves, what's wrong with the Linggen Sea?"

He didn't dare to suppress the waves of spiritual energy indiscriminately, nor did he dare to let the waves flood wantonly and rush out of the sea of spiritual roots, the only thing he could do was to use the skillful balance of spiritual power.

The Linggen Sea did not calm down because of Jiang Ling's regulation, but became more manic, and the big waves hit the Linggen Sea one after another.

Jiang Ling was very puzzled, he didn't know what was wrong with Linggenhai, he hadn't seen this situation before, he quickly recalled the books that Jiang Guo had kept since he was a child, hoping to find a solution to calm the waves.

Thinking about it, a flash of inspiration flashed, Jiang Ling shouted: "Agile, really smart, I have actually reached the signs recorded in ancient books that only spiritual cultivators have." ”

Feeling the agility of the Linggen Sea, Jiang Ling was overjoyed, and carefully guided the aura in the Linggen Sea, circulating the spiritual energy veins of the whole body, and converging in the palm of his hand.

Luck dantian, gathered in the palm.

He slapped his palm forward, only to see a fiery red spirit balloon rush out of his palm and smash into several large trees, instantly burning the leaves of the big trees into ashes.

"Wow! After becoming a spirit master, the aura can directly rush out of the body and attack the other party, so powerful!"

Jiang Ling looked at the charred tree in front of him incredulously, and frequently sighed, and was very glad in his heart that he had finally stepped into the door of the spiritual cultivation world pursued by the world.

Slowly retracting the spiritual energy, he exhaled a breath of turbid air, his mood was extremely happy, and he couldn't help but roar: "The barbarian king waits for me, I have become a spirit master, and it is more than enough to deal with a reckless man like you who has not yet set foot in the spiritual world." ”

Quietly cultivating in the woods all night, Jiang Ling was in a good mood, ended his spiritual cultivation state, did not dare to delay time, and hurried back.

As we walked, a loud noise came from not far away.

Jiang Ling rushed over curiously, only to see a group of soldiers from the Seven Wild Tribes and a group of soldiers from Jiang Country's villages having a quarrel, and the two sides were fighting with red faces, and no one was convinced.

The captain of the Seven Wild Tribes squad glared at the boss with his eyes and shouted: "Let the leader of the Seven Wild Tribes be the leader of the alliance, and you can't let the Jiang Clan, who has only been in the Wilderness for three hundred years, serve as the leader." ”

The other soldiers immediately coaxed and echoed: "Yes, the Jiang clan is a foreign race, and they can't be allowed to rule the barbarians, and it is best to choose the leader of the barbarian clan as the leader of the alliance." ”

The soldiers of Jiang State were unwilling to be defeated, and they also raised their voices to argue: "Why let the barbarians be the leader of the alliance, in terms of strength, our Jiang Ling has the highest strength, in terms of prestige, who can compare to the patriarch Jiang Zhan, the leader of the alliance is none other than the Jiang clan." ”

"Yes, the leader of the alliance is none other than the Jiang clan. ”

The captain of the barbarian tribe jumped on a big rock, smashed a deep hole with great force, and said angrily: "Don't be ungrateful, don't forget, if the barbarians hadn't taken you in three hundred years ago and provided you with land and food for free, you would have been wiped out long ago." ”

"Yes, if it weren't for the barbarians, where did you Jiang clan come from, the alliance leader must be a barbarian. ”

The soldiers of Jiang State did not compromise, and argued with reason: "Don't forget, in the past few months, who repelled the brutal barbarian king, rescued you, and regained the land, the leader of the alliance must be the Jiang clan." ”

"Yes, without the Jiang Clan, your Seven Barbarian Tribes would have been slaughtered by the cruel Barbarian King long ago. ”

The two sides fought for each other, and neither agreed with the other, and soon, there was a big fight, and the anger was soaring.

Jiang Ling didn't know what alliance leader he was elected, he only knew that the barbarian king Niu Heng had not been eliminated yet, and it was absolutely impossible for a backyard fire to start.

"Stop me, it's all an alliance army, the barbarian king has not been eliminated, and they are fighting each other, and they will only let the barbarian king take advantage of the fisherman, do you want to do this?"

When the two sides saw a familiar boy in a beast robe and a long sword in his hand, and they agreed with the young man's words very much, they stopped fighting one after another, retreated to the side, and glared at each other.

Jiang Ling stopped the two sides from fighting, and his heart relaxed, and asked, "What alliance leader are you talking about?"

The soldier on the opposite side hurriedly responded: "Jiang Ling, your patriarch and our leaders propose to elect a person with high prestige and strength to serve as the leader of the alliance army, and lead everyone to crusade against the inhumane barbarian king, we are arguing about the matter of the alliance leader." ”

Jiang Ling suddenly realized at this time, and said with a smile: "Did the patriarch and the leaders choose the candidates?"

A soldier replied: "Not yet, it seems that a contest is going to be held, and the winner or loser will determine the leader of the alliance." ”

Jiang Ling was overjoyed and thought: "This position of the alliance leader belongs to me, I must personally lead the alliance army to kill the barbarian king and take revenge." ”

He didn't want to destroy the unity of the team, so he shouted in a calm voice: "Since the patriarch and the leaders have decided to elect the leader of the alliance in a competition, there is no need for us to waste our tongues arguing and participate in the competition together! The leader of the alliance elected by the competition will definitely not be mediocre, and everyone will be convinced." ”

The soldiers felt justified and agreed with Jiang Ling, and followed him to the martial arts competition.

The competition platform, the round stone pier, the length and width of the foot are more than ten zhang large, the periphery is full of torches, all kinds of swords, guns and weapons are erected, and there are all kinds of beast delicacies hanging next to it.

Jiang Zhan and the leaders of the seven tribes of the wilderness and the alliance army were surrounded on both sides of the competition platform, each sent players to the competition platform to compete, and those who fell out of the table were considered to lose, and then sent personnel to compete with the winner, and those who won ten games in a row could challenge Jiang Zhan and the leaders of the seven tribes of the wilderness, and the winner was the leader of the alliance.

The competition is in full swing, everyone is playing songs and shouting, drums and cheering, and morale is high.

Standing on the stage was the barbarian Hercules Fat Brother, he defeated the five challengers sent by the Jiang clan one after another, his strength was strong, the barbarian arrogance was high, and he shouted: "Barbarian Fat Brother, infinite strength, invincible, five consecutive victories, Fat Brother Alliance Leader!"

Jiang Zhan was in a hurry at this time, urging the clansmen to find Jiang Ling, and at the same time selecting strong soldiers to challenge, but five soldiers were sent out one after another, and they were all put on the table by the fat brother three times.

Jiang Ling and the others quickly rushed to the competition platform and asked, "Patriarch, the fat man on the stage is so strong, how many games has he won in a row?"

Jiang Zhan was overjoyed when he saw Jiang Ling rushing back, he breathed a sigh of relief, and said with a wry smile helplessly: "He defeated five of our team members one after another, and his arrogance is very high, you must defeat him, don't let the barbarians look down on us." ”

Jiang Ling took off his beast robe, held a long sword, kicked hard, jumped on the competition platform, and shouted: "Fatty, beat you in three moves, otherwise I will lose." ”

Seeing that Jiang Ling was confident, everyone below shouted: "Jiang Ling, Jiang Ling, Jiang Ling will win!"

The fat brother won five games in a row, he was very proud, squinted his eyes, glared at Jiang Ling, and sighed: "The boy who is only fifteen years old still dares to speak wildly and take me a hammer." ”

The fat brother was infinitely powerful, lifted the hammer weighing forty or fifty pounds, and smashed it at Jiang Ling with a heavy weight, the power was extremely great, and the table trembled.

Jiang Ling didn't dare to slack off, and quickly jumped away, and the long sword took the heavy hammer.

"Peng!"

The long sword and the hammer came into contact, sparks shot out, and the huge momentum shook the two of them away, and they took several steps backwards.

Jiang Ling's body was light, he quickly stabilized his footsteps, swung his long sword, and the speed was extremely fast, and the aura rushed out of the sea of spiritual roots, turned around sharply, and stabbed at the fat man.

When the long sword was about to reach the fat man, Jiang Ling hurriedly took two steps back, flashed behind the fat man, and channeled a stream of aura, poured into the soles of his feet, and kicked the fat man's big buttocks hard.

"Peng!"

The fat man's fat body popped out of the competition platform and slammed into the ground, kicking up a layer of dust.

One blow will win, causing a sensation in the audience, and people keep exclaiming: "Decisive enough, strong enough, Jiang Ling is great!"

Seeing that Hercules was defeated in an instant, the barbarians immediately felt unhappy, and sent nine soldiers with huge physiques to challenge in a row, but they were all beaten out of the competition platform by Jiang Ling.

Ten wins in a row!

Jiang Zhan took into account the face of the barbarians, and didn't want to cause discord among the alliance soldiers because of a competition, let alone let Jiang Ling directly challenge the barbarian leader.

Ten consecutive victories directly challenge the leader, no matter whether you win or lose, the result is not good, if you win, the barbarians will lose face, they may hate the Jiang clan, and if they lose, they will damage the face of the Jiang clan.

He weighed the pros and cons, slowly stood up, and shouted to everyone present: "In the next game, the old man will fight Ling'er." ”

There was a sudden uproar off the field, some people talked about the next game must be exciting, and some people secretly praised Jiang Zhan's wit, and if he lost, he only lost to the Jiang clan, indicating that there are successors of the Jiang clan, and if he wins, it will not affect the unity of the alliance army and increase his prestige.

The most shocked was Jiang Ling, who stood on the stage to accept the challenge, he didn't expect that the patriarch who was regarded as his father would come to the stage to challenge, and the only thing he could do was to fight with all his might.