Chapter 141: Psychic Technique!

Under the pitch-black hat, the corners of Ouyang Sheng's mouth lifted slightly, and he chuckled. Even among the Nine Dao martial artists, Ouyang Sheng, whose strength is absolutely the best, although his soul perception is not specialized in his Dao, but from dozens of meters away, hearing some conversations is not a difficult thing for him.

"At a young age, he has reached the eighth level of success, if this is done by himself, the qualifications are really good.." Ouyang Sheng looked at Ling Qing who slowly walked to the stone platform, and said casually.

In this moment, he has already thoroughly touched the skills of Ling Qing and Ling Hu, the former has a grand and long breath, even among the eight small warriors, they are definitely one of the best, and the latter is only seven small successes, and this skill is vain, it is clear that it is barely achieved by external forces, compared with the two, there is no surprise, in Ouyang Sheng's mind, I am afraid that Ling Qing will be able to solve Ling Hu casually.

"That kid, there is an evil aura on his body.." Qin Dan on the side suddenly said in a deep voice.

Qin Dan's writing wheel eyes hidden under the hat looked at Ling Hu's figure and slowly shrank.

"Evil Qi?" Ouyang Sheng's brows furrowed, his snort moved slightly, and after smelling it a few times, he looked at Qin Dan beside him with a solemn expression.

"Is there one?"

A kid with seven small and half a lot, even if there is something wrong, in the face of Ling Qing, who is a little more than a small percent, Ouyang Sheng doesn't think that Ling Hu can have any hole cards to turn the situation around.

Ignore Ouyang Sheng's trick beside him. Qin Dan's three-hooked jade writing wheel eyes were closely fixed on Ling Hu's figure, and in the left eye, the red light also quietly converged...

"That breath doesn't seem to be possessed by a human warrior..."

On the stone platform, the figures of Ling Qing and Ling Hu stood facing each other, and after bowing slowly politely, the aura on their respective bodies also emanated.

Bang!

On Ling Hu's body, the momentum of the Seven Little Successes was released heavily, colliding with the air around him, making a muffled sound, and his eyes looked gloomily towards Ling Qing in front of him.

"Ling Qing, Di Nan's account, today, I will let you repay it tenfold!" Ling Hu's gaze looked at Ling Qing grimly, and said loudly.

Shitai's face is active and wide, and he is not afraid of all the people in the audience hearing such words. Of course, the few strong men of the Ling family who could hear his words, more or less, all ignored Ling Hu's words

"Heh, it seems that our life-saving benefactor is not only among his peers, he doesn't get along well, but even in the eyes of these old guys, he is not very popular" Seeing many of the older generation of the Ling family above, with indifferent eyes, Ouyang Sheng's mouth smiled, and he sneered.

It's just that in this sneer, there is more or less at the moment, adding a touch of coldness. What he can't get used to the most is this kind of unfairness on the table...

"Really?" The corners of Ling Qing's mouth lifted slightly, and his eyes stared at Ling Hu in front of him lightly, and then the momentum on his body also rose little by little...

"It's up to you!?"

When the momentum on Ling Qing's body rose to the highest point, his eyes looked at Ling Hudao with contempt.

Hiss!

"Eight Xiaocheng!?"

Sensing the momentum on Ling Qing's body, many of the weak onlookers under the stone platform suddenly erupted into a wave of surprise, in those crowds, although most of them were elderly elders, but most of their skills stayed below the five martial artists, many of them were only worthy of reaching the existence of a martial artist, and at this moment, seeing Ling Qing's young age, it was to the point of eight small percent, how could they not be surprised, of course, in that surprised gaze, there was more of a hint of envy.

"The children of the family, there are so many resources that they can enjoy..."

In the hearts of those people, most of them thought like this, in their opinion, Ling Qing was able to reach this step only by relying on the Ling family's resource supply. Of course, this kind of taste idea just found an outlet for the trace of envy and jealousy in their hearts and eliminated it, after all, believing in this way is much more comfortable than making them believe that Ling Qing is extremely talented.

"Humph!"

Feeling the momentum that had steadily overpowered him, Ling Hu's eyes were cold, his body bowed forward, and the fist raised by his right hand was wrapped in a layer of faint blue light, and he immediately rushed towards Ling Qing's forehead!

"Ling Qing, I'm going to abolish you!"

The corners of Ling Hu's eyes were hideous, and he roared angrily.

And looking at Ling Hu's punch, the corners of Ling Qing's eyes were slightly raised, and then a cold light also flashed under his eyes.

"Hmph, such a dream, keep it to yourself at night!" Ling Qing's mouth snorted with a smirk, and then his right leg was lightly raised, and the dark and rich luster on it flashed lightly, and he stepped on Ling Hu's chest.

Ling Qing's physique and skill are far from being comparable to Ling Hu, and since he was a child, Ling Qing's physique tempering that has hardly stopped for a day has been completely revealed at this moment!

"So fast!"

Ling Hu looked at Ling Qing's movements, his heart was shocked, and then he didn't have time to think more, and a dull pain suddenly surged out of his chest!

Bang!

Ling Qing's kick stomped Ling Hu's chest, and the latter's body suddenly rolled backwards, rolling towards the edge of the stone platform.

"Humph!"

The corners of Ling Qing's mouth lifted slightly, originally he thought that Ling Hu really had any hole cards, but it turned out that it was just a bluff just now...

Ling Hu's figure rolled out for several zhang before it stopped at the edge of the stone platform, and he forcibly endured the dull pain coming from his chest, and after raising his forehead with a golden star, his eyes were also extremely cold towards Ling Qing.

"You forced me, no wonder I..."The corners of Ling Hu's mouth sneered coldly.

"Huh?" Ling Qing's gaze looked at Ling Hu with a sneering smile in surprise, and a feeling of uneasiness suddenly flashed in his heart, and his gaze converged, only to see Ling Hu suddenly bite the fingers of his left hand, and then on the ground of the stone platform, he quickly pressed his thumb and painted the blood into a scarlet strange pattern.

"That's—" Ling Qing's eyes shrank, and he watched Ling Hu's movements in surprise.

"Summon, wolf!"

The corners of Ling Hu's mouth snorted fiercely, and then he saw that under the palm of his hand, on the palm-sized blood-colored pattern painted, a blood-colored wolf shadow also suddenly emerged!

And looking at the appearance of the wolf shadow, Qin Dan, who had been hiding under the hat, the crimson writing wheel eyes, at this moment, also flashed a touch of crimson luster in an instant.

"Psychics!?"

The corners of Qin Dan's mouth suddenly opened wide, and he said in a deep voice.

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