Punctuality has always been synonymous with Wang Qing.

Of course, all this stems from his position that is not embarrassing or embarrassing, and it is difficult to maintain his current position without hard work.

But today, he was late.

Lin Feng didn't mind, he sat in the ring, using this short time to comprehend and cultivate.

The origin spiritual power flowed wantonly in his body, and the surging spiritual power made every cell in Lin Feng's body full of fighting intent.

His performance made many people deeply emotional: "People are both talented and hard enough, no wonder they can step into the realm of martial artists at such a young age." ”

The resonance resonated on a small scale, and many began to reflect on themselves.

At this moment, there was a commotion in the mountain road below.

"Senior Brother Wang is here!"

The entire mountain road was full of people, and when they saw Wang Qing coming up, they automatically made way for a way. Although he has a low status and a low sense of existence among the true disciples, in the eyes of the inner and outer disciples, he is high.

Wang Qing enjoyed the feeling of welcome in the middle of the road.

However, this alone is not enough, Wang Qing hopes that one day, Lin Feng, Liu Bei, Zhang Yiran and others can be trampled under their feet.

Let's start with Lin Feng!

Wang Qing was dressed in a blue robe, in good spirits, her eyes were bright, and she was full of confidence in her gestures.

It's just that behind this embarrassing gaze, there is a little bit of green ghostly fire.

Sou!

There were still dozens of zhang away from the Grace Stage, so he flew up, turned into a blue light, and rushed straight into the ring.

Bang!

The ground was like thunder, and the entire Grace Terrace was shaking.

"Good skills!"

"Senior Brother Wang is even more powerful than before."

"He has always been my idol, he has not been praised for his talent, and he has grown up all the way by his own hard work."

The audience began to discuss.

A look of pride appeared at the corner of Wang Qing's mouth, but when his gaze fell on Lin Feng, who was calm and calm, even ignoring him, his expression began to distort.

"Senior Brother Lin, I'm here, you don't have to practice, right?" He was polite on the lips, but he was very disdainful in his heart, "Who is it for?" Who doesn't know that you rely on your master's relationship to get to where you are today? ”

Yes, Wang Qing still stubbornly believes that Lin Feng can only get to where he is today by relying on Chen Youting, and he even doubts that Lin Feng is Chen Youting's illegitimate son? In fact, this speculation had already existed since the first day Lin Feng appeared in the Kongyang Sect.

Lin Feng opened his eyes, slapped his palms on the ground, turned over and rose into the air, and landed steadily opposite him.

Wang Qing's eyes narrowed, only to feel the cold air on his face, and goosebumps all over his body.

"Ice Owl Dragon, it is indeed the strongest martial spirit in the Spirit Tower!" He couldn't help but feel jealous, he actually felt that it should have been prepared for him, but Lin Feng took the lead and snatched it.

Kill him, and destroy what you can't get! A voice sounded in the depths of Wang Qing's heart, and he knew that it was himself.

Clenched his fists, the spiritual power on Wang Qing's body fluctuated, and Hulala covered his whole body, and the bright light made him a dazzling star in an instant.

An illusory shadow emerged from the back of his head, and the gray-haired angry wolf roared, and he protested at Lin Feng with his bloody mouth open.

Wang Qingling's pressure suddenly increased by three percent, and he pressed towards Lin Feng.

Lin Feng's robe was blown to the sound of hunting, but he didn't move. In his dantian, the origin spiritual power suddenly surged, and in an earth-shattering roar, a huge ice-blue phantom appeared from the back of his head.

The huge skeleton-like body, the constantly flapping wings, and the sapphire-like color are all dazzling.

However, what is even more eye-catching is the domineering spirit on the ice owl dragon, the eyes that look at everything, and the demeanor of a king.

Although it became a martial spirit and its strength was greatly reduced, it still maintained a proud posture, and even had a trace of disdain for Lin Feng.

Click!

Starting from the foot of Lin Feng, the thin ice condensed in the ring, and even more fine snowflakes fell, and the whole ring was like a glacier.

The chill was blowing, and everyone couldn't help but wrap up their clothes tightly.

"Oh my God!"

Almost all those present maintained a posture - stunned, shocked that the whole audience said that word in unison.

After all, all the disciples who came here were inner and outer disciples, and awakening the martial spirit was still a distant thing for them. And the overlord in the Spirit Pagoda has existed in the sect for six hundred years, and until Lin Feng surrenders and awakens, no one has seen it honored.

Almost everyone began to look at Wang Qing with pity.

Lin Feng was able to awaken such a powerful martial spirit, his talent was really strong enough. Now that no one is dissatisfied or suspicious of him, a disciple of the Airborne True Inheritance, Elder Chen's choice of him is indeed correct.

Wang Qing was furious, clenched his fists, and his nails pierced directly into his palms, causing blood to flow out. But the blood was not bright red, but dark red, with a hint of green.

Damn, the aura he had just won was easily broken by Lin Feng.

Wang Qing said coldly: "Can you end the performance?" Let's go. "In my heart, I was jealous and hateful.

Lin Feng smiled faintly, touched the tip of his nose, and boomed, and before he could speak, Wang Qing's fist came violently.

Domineering and fierce, where the fist passed, the arm and the air sparked a dazzling fire.

Kongyang Eight Holy Boxing, this is the boxing method created by the eight founding ancestors of Kongyang Sect. Only when the strength reaches the ninth order of the samurai realm or above can you start cultivating.

The spiritual power in Wang Qing's body exploded into eight essence lights, galloping mightily, and finally merged into one place at the fist peak. At that time, it will be twice as powerful.

Supplemented by the gray-haired angry wolf, a martial spirit that enhances the strength of spiritual power, this punch, Wang Qing directly hit the power of hundreds of thousands of jun.

The cold wind stirred in the whole ring, and the wind and waves and ice almost formed a concave lens, refracting the sunlight and making everyone look up.

Wang Qing was very satisfied with his punch, because he heard the exclamation again, and everyone's eyes shifted from Lin Feng to himself again.

He let out a low roar, stomped on his left foot, and with a loud bang, eight spiritual powers were sacrificed again, and his fists were fired simultaneously, doubling his power.

"Oh my God, the Eight Sages actually came out with two fists? I've heard that the Eight Holy Fists can only be done when they are in the middle stage of cultivation. ”

"Senior Brother Wang is so strong!"

"Wonderful, I didn't come in vain today!"

And Lin Feng was still calm and determined, and the Ice Owl Dragon was even more disdainful.

"Megalomania!" Wang Qing sneered, his fists were full of spiritual power, and he slammed into it.

Hula!

The ice-blue shadow suddenly rushed from behind Lin Feng to the front of him, just in time to collide with Wang Qing.

Rumble!

The entire ring shook violently, and the forces of the two tyrants collided, producing a violent wind, blowing people close to the ring, unable to stand.

There are no superfluous routines, both of them go all out as soon as they come up, especially Wang Qing, who vows to win this one.

What seems inexplicable to others is a milestone in his life.

If you win, you will live.

If you lose, you die.

The wind raged and continued to burst between the two of them. The two spiritual rays of orange and green were entangled, and the ice blue body of the Ice Owl Dragon refracted the sunlight, and everyone couldn't see through the situation in the ring for a while.

They held their breath and waited nervously.

(End of chapter)