"You're so afraid of him?" Lin Zhen was not familiar with Pei En, so he didn't want to say too much.

"I'm not afraid of him, it's just that those people are afraid of him and his background." Pei thought of the faces of those people when they faced He An, and pouted disdainfully.

"Background?"

"Yes, Dawn City knows, he is a member of the He family of the Seven Dawn Families, many people are actually not afraid of He An and their brothers, the reputation of the He family is too big in Cangnan Prefecture." Pei En hated to speak.

"Brothers?"

"Yes, he also has an elder brother named He Lou, who is very strong under the door of the Great Elder, but his brother's personality is much better than He An." Pei En spat fiercely as he spoke, looking jealous and hateful.

……

The group soon came to a square, and at this moment there were two disciples fighting fiercely in the arena.

Then.

"If you don't finish fighting, I'll fight next time, I want the martial arts field!" He An shouted at the two people in the arena, looking like a proper bully.

In the martial arts arena, the two people who flew up and down, seeing that it was He An, showed fear in their eyes, directly put away their Xuan Qi, and quickly retreated......

"Look, who would do that to a normal person." Pei En scoffed.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the battle between you just now can also be called a fight? Come! Now I'm going to bring you an amazing battle! Song Tai said, while raising his hand and patting the shoulder of a junior brother next to him, and said in a low voice: "Zhao San, you give me a good performance!" To be absolutely wonderful, to make this crap enjoyable to watch. ”

"Don't worry, Da Shao." Zhao San rubbed his hands and nodded confidently.

"Hey, the martial arts arena has been given to you, my little brother, the second-level Xuanling Realm, shouldn't be a problem for you." He An turned around and spoke towards Lin Zhen.

Lin Zhen nodded slightly.

"Haha, that's good, get out of the way! This huge competition field will be handed over to the two of them! He An nodded with satisfaction and waved his hand, so that the group could retreat to the audience in the arena.

"You have to be careful, this person is neither light nor heavy, and he can use any black hand." Pei En whispered beside Lin Zhen, and then retreated to the audience.

"Zhao San, second-level Xuanling Realm, please advise." Zhao San looked at Lin Zhen as the only one left in the entire martial arts arena, and hugged his fists with a smile.

"Lin Zhen, Rank 8 Xuan Chu Realm."

"It turns out that you only have the eighth-level Xuanchu Realm, then my brother will make a little bit of a move." Zhao San took out his iron whip weapon and spoke slyly.

In the audience, all the disciples showed pitiful expressions when they heard that Lin Zhen was only in the eighth-level Xuanchu Realm.

"Handsome is handsome, but it's a pity that he was targeted by He An, alas, ......"

"But isn't his brain not very good, where did he get the courage to accept this kind of battle with a huge disparity in strength."

"I guess he was threatened by He An."

"This is really self-defeating, and if you apologize and admit your mistakes, you have to lose face in front of so many people......"

"Yes, none of the people who were brought to the competition ground by He An before could stand and walk out of this competition field......

"Don't talk nonsense, Lin Zhen promised by himself, not forced by He An, He An verbally promised that as long as Lin Zhen took over this battle, he would not trouble Lin Zhen again."

"That's not forced, are you a pig?"

"If you have been troubled by He An, how dare you be troubled by He An for a second time, and you don't know where to hide for a long time."

"It's a pity ......"

Voices of regret rose everywhere.

For Lin Zhen's strength, it is simply an egg hitting a stone, which is tantamount to asking for his own death.

"You're ready, let's get started." Zhao San threw the iron whip in his hand, the length of the four-section long iron whip and a long sword is no different, the angular iron whip, if it is swung on a person's body, it must be skin and flesh.

"It's time to go." Lin Zhen nodded, and a crimson wide heavy sword suddenly emerged from Lin Zhen's hand, and then plunged straight into the floor of the martial arts arena.

The sharp tip pierced directly into the floor stone at a distance of one centimeter, and suddenly small cracks appeared on the floor under the red flame.

"Yo, that's a handsome weapon, but can you show its strength?" Zhao San put the iron whip on his shoulder, and made a wave gesture towards Lin Zhen, and his frivolous and vain movements made many people in the audience show dissatisfied expressions.

Holding Chiyan's sword hilt with both hands, Lin Zhen's whole body was full of mystical power, and he entered a battle state in an instant.

"You go first." Zhao San beckoned again.

As soon as the words fell, Lin Zhen in front of him held the red flame in his hand and shot towards Zhao San, and the red flame in his hand slammed towards Zhao San.

"Hey, the strength looks pretty good, the speed, it's a little slower, but it's acceptable." Zhao San looked at Lin Zhen's imposing appearance and nodded very conceitedly.

While!

Sparks flew in all directions, and a ferocious countershock force converged towards the two weapons!

Zhao San, who was taken lightly, took three steps back directly, and the iron whip in his hand was almost shocked and flew out.

"Yo yo yo, I only used fifty percent of my strength, you can repel me, it seems that your self-confidence is not shallow." Zhao San raised his eyebrows and looked at Lin Zhen with a playful expression.

"You've got too much nonsense." Lin Zhen spoke calmly.

"Oh? Is it? Shaking off his numb hand, Zhao San's eyes began to become serious, just now he didn't look down on Lin Zhen's attack at all, so he was repelled by Lin Zhen!

The eighth-level Xuanchu Realm couldn't go through three moves in his hands, if it weren't for He An's arrangement, Zhao San would have let Lin Zhen kneel at his feet in a few breaths!

"Humph!" Seeing Lin Zhen running towards him again, Zhao San's nose let out a light snort, cheering up, Zhao San also swung the iron whip in Lin Zhen's hand fiercely!

Boom!

Zhao San's whip increased the strength by at least five points! It's just that Lin Zhen in front of him, except for his clothes and hair being raised by the strong wind, his whole face is extremely calm, and there is nothing unusual!

How could this be, the blow he had just revealed was full of the strength of the ninth-level Xuanchu Realm, how could he, a waste of the eighth-level Xuanchu Realm, resist hard, and there was no expression, Zhao San's pupils flashed with a touch of surprise!

"How is that possible! Zhao San's blow just now had at least the power of the ninth-level Xuanchu Realm, how could Lin Zhen, who was at the eighth-level Xuanchu Realm, be able to resist it! A disciple of the Second Elder looked at the confrontation that took place in the martial arts arena in a daze.

"Maybe Lin Zhen has his own proud capital, but it is estimated that Zhao San will not let Lin Zhen look good in the future, after all, the gap in strength between them is too big." One of the disciples spoke slowly.

"This is not Lin Zhen's real strength, I can feel it." Pei En looked at Lin Zhen, who was calm and composed, and whispered to himself.