I'm afraid everything is over, Ling Xiu, but at this moment, there is only one thought, he now knows that he will not be able to take this issue no matter what, if he really points on his chest, I am afraid that his two fingers will really be like a sharp sword, piercing himself, and at that time there will be blood splashed all over the ground.

Two fingers were like lightning, stabbing at Ling Xiu's chest, and the fiery red barrier flew around like broken glass, and the sound of debris falling to the ground was crisp and visible, reaching his ears, as if it was irony, he still lost after all.

Zhou Xiong stared at the scene in front of him, although he himself was a referee, when someone was injured, he should have stopped it, but now he himself was helpless, because Ling Cheng's attack was too fast, and he couldn't save the scene at all at such a short distance at such a close distance.

How that should be!

Feeling that he would die under this blow, he didn't kill him, but was killed by him, just when Ling Xiu was desperate, an old figure stood in front of him.

That person was Ling Mo, Ling Mo slapped out a palm gently, the seemingly weak palm, actually directly retreated Ling Xiuzhen several steps, he was far away from Ling Ming's attack range, Ling Mo turned his palm into a claw, grabbed Ling Ming's arm, and suddenly a feeling of pain, with the arm coming, that feeling was extremely sharp, like a knife cutting.

Ling Mo's eyes widened It was a familiar feeling, he had also cultivated this Yuan Technique in the past, and it was because of this that he had become like this, and he was counterattacked by this Yuan Technique at a critical moment.

No wonder he can easily break the fire demon wall, good boy, he actually succeeded in cultivating it.

"Alright, Ling Yuan, stop it!" Ling Mo said.

The spirit sword finger he used was a high-grade Yuan technique of the Xuan Rank, but now he was actually caught by Elder Ling Mo empty-handed, how could he still have the momentum of the thing just now, you must know that this spirit sword finger almost killed Ling Xiu?

Ling Cheng raised his head and looked at Mo Lao, Mo Lao's strength was really not simple, maybe it was not much better than his father.

"Yes—" Ling Cheng respectfully agreed.

The vitality above the right palm slowly converged, and finally the sharp feeling slowly turned into calm, and finally quieted down.

"This comparison, Ling Cheng wins" Ling Mo's old voice slowly spit out a few words.

Suddenly, the scene boiled.

"No, we haven't finished fighting yet, who needs you to stop it?" Ling Xiu rushed to Ling Mo's side angrily, and shouted.

"Hmm-" Ling Mo frowned slightly, and glanced at Ling Xiu with slanted eyes.

Ling Cheng looked at this scene, and saw that you were trembling for a while, as if you were falling into an ice cellar.

Ling Xiu looked at the old gaze in front of him, and felt that his whole body was frozen, it was a kind of suppression of the weak by the strong, as if the old man in front of him had turned into a towering giant, but he was an ant under his feet, as long as he moved the soles of his feet, he could kill himself at any time, and suddenly his words were disrespectful, so he stopped, it was an absolute suppression, and he suddenly felt that his breathing became rapid, and the flow speed of the vitality on his body slowed down.

"Slap-" A slap slapped Ling Xiu's face fiercely, making the audience sigh for a while.

Ling Xiu looked up angrily and saw that it was none other than his father, Grand Elder Ling Yue, how could this be?

Ling Yue glanced at himself, it was you who didn't say anything disrespectful, as if the old man in front of him was also a big mountain for his father, and he would never be able to reach it.

"Ling Mo's predecessor is angry" Ling Yue arched his hand, his straight upper body bent slightly, and bowed to the old man in front of him.

Ling Xiu stood behind his father with a dull gaze, looking at the old man standing in front of his father, the son bowed to his father just now, just for him, you must know that his father is above 10,000 people at the level of a great elder in the family, but in the face of the old man in front of him, he is as respectful as a child to an elder, this old man's identity is definitely not simple.

Ling Xiu immediately lowered his head in shame, not daring to look at the old man in front of him or his father's back.

"The child is not subject to discipline, please forgive the seniors," Ling Yue said very respectfully.

"Hmph-" Ling Mo snorted coldly, and didn't give Ling Yue a good look.

"I'm not going to take it as an example, but I hope this is the last time" Ling Mo said coldly, listening to his voice, Ling Yue suddenly felt a chill in his vest.

"Yes, yes," Ling Yue replied fearfully.

"Let's go," Ling Yue turned to Ling Xiu and said.

Of course, Ling Xiu knew at this time that he couldn't stay in the martial arts field anymore, so it was better to leave, but this departure meant that he had completely lost, lost to Ling Yuan, the guy who was a year younger than himself, and the facts in front of him made him ashamed to see people and couldn't accept it.

Maybe he finally understands now, boy, why did he bet with himself so confidently yesterday? Because he has the absolute strength to defeat himself, the spirit sword is clearly to restrain himself, to break his own fire demon wall, Jing's own fire demon wall is about to start cultivation again, his bet has been lost, which means that Ling Yue can still compete for the position of the patriarch, and he has to compensate him for 100,000 gold coins, and his father's anger is less than 10,000 gold coins a year, this is the end, I originally thought that the victory was in my hands, but who knew that the reality was so cruel.

It's really a loss for my wife and a soldier.

Ling Mo glanced at the departing Ling Yue's father and son, and ignored it again.

"Boy, you won, congratulations" Ling Motian turned his head and said to the young man in front of him, there was an indescribable appreciation in his voice, such a young man could successfully cultivate such a complex Yuan Shu Spirit Sword Finger, it can be said that he was a hero out of a young man, and he wanted to succeed in his cultivation back then, but it took a lot of effort.

"Thank you Mo Lao" Ling Mo smiled on his old cheeks, and nodded at the young man, the child in front of him was extremely satisfied, he was talented but not arrogant, which made the elders quite fond of it.

"Zhou Xiong has seen Mo Lao" Zhou Xiong bowed to the old figure.

"It turned out to be a bear! It's a lot stronger! I didn't expect that this time the referee of the clan was actually you," Ling Mo laughed.

"It's also time for you to announce the results of the competition," Ling Mo waved his hand.

"Well-the old man doesn't like to be busy, so I'll go back first," Ling Mo said.

"Mo Lao walks slowly," Ling Cheng's old back bowed slightly.

Zhou Xiong looked at the old man's back and went away, his eyes were full of gratitude, once upon a time, the old man in front of him, when he was lonely, picked himself up, although he was an orphan, but the Ling family's nurturing grace to himself can be described as a mountain and a sea, the old man in front of him, but he has the grace of reinvention for himself!

"The attacker of this clan has been produced, and he is-Ling Cheng" Zhou Xiong's excited voice resounded throughout the martial arts arena.

"Okay—" The entire arena set off a wave of noise, and the cheers and cheers could no longer be suppressed.

......

in the audience.

"Could it be that the victor is actually Ling Cheng"

"Worthy of a young patriarch"

"What's more, he's a rare genius of the Ling family in a hundred years"

"I'm afraid that after this battle, the position of the patriarch will be his"

"The Ling family is really a successor!"

"Good guy, I didn't expect him to really win" Ling Zifeng's eyes widened, and the excitement in his eyes was not concealed at all.

Laughed out loud directly, and at this moment, there was no extra look at it, because the entire martial arts arena and the entire audience were in chaos.

"Brother, you did it" Ling Shan looked petite and moving, and raised a strand of soft hair, slightly curled on the snow-white jade-like fingers, unable to hide the joy in her heart at all, I don't know why the girl's cheeks at this time were still a little red, and her eyes looked at the teenager in the center of the competition table with demented eyes, and there were little stars flashing in her little eyes.

......

On the rostrum.

Ling Yuan's old eyes suddenly looked extremely crystalline, and he looked extremely energetic, he didn't expect Xiao Yuan to really win, I thought that this kid really lost the opportunity to compete for the patriarch, in that case, he would have to be busy with a lot of things, but this kid actually gave himself a miracle directly.

A smile appeared directly on Ling Yuan's old face, and he smiled extremely openly, how could he still have the momentum of that patriarch, maybe now for him, he was just a father.

Xue Hongyu looked at the game, the young man in the center of the stage, with a snow-white chin, nodded slightly, he was undoubtedly extremely satisfied with the young man's performance today, his younger brother was really extraordinary, and he really didn't see the wrong person.

"Little one, did you do it?"

"Congratulations! Patriarch Ling," Xue Hongyu and Xue Rong said to Ling Yuan together.

"Where, where," Ling Yuan replied with a smile.

Ling Lei looked at the competition table and didn't make a sound, he didn't expect this kid to really win, it was really beyond his expectations! So, in this way, this afternoon, there is still a match between the attacker and the champion? Well, then I will teach you a good lesson, don't blame me, this is what my father wants, who let you take the position of patriarch seriously, don't blame the big brother for bullying the small at that time.

......

In the middle of the arena.

Ling Cheng stood straight in the center of the arena, his eyes circled around the entire martial arts arena, everyone was cheering for themselves, that kind of steaming scene, at this moment, he was so excited, he really let himself know it, he felt that there was a flow of air in his throat, and he really wanted to shout out.

"I won"

After all, his efforts have been rewarded, and the road of cultivation is not a smooth road, but no matter what happens in the future, he will go on firmly, with the attitude of a strong man.

The boy immediately clenched his fists and looked into the distance, ethereal and distant......

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