As the smoke on the battlefield gradually dispersed, there were obviously many scars on the bodies of the thugs and the rampaging bull, but in comparison, the scars on the mob's bodies were obviously more serious, and the weakness was about to fall in the next second.

"Sorry, as a stepping stone to my fiftieth straight win. After all, you shouldn't duel me with your own strength!"

In the next moment, the breath on the mad bull's body suddenly burst out again, and the tip of the sword in his hand condensed the cold air swirling, he got up, the whole person was three feet above the ground, and locked the thug with strong and ferocious power, and a sword qi that broke through the air popped out with a "boom".

"It's over!" said the senior brother in a calm tone, and in his opinion, the victory of the mad bull was a matter of course.

"No, this battle is too easy to define, if the mad bull hides his strength from the beginning, so he is calm, then why not a thug? The young master who scolded him before seemed to make him confused, but he didn't know that this was just a trick to lure the enemy. ”

Ling Zhishi narrowed his eyes, stared at the battlefield with his eyes fixed, and said again: "Because the moment when the true strength and tricks of the mad bull were drawn out first, he had already lost this battle!"

"Oh~" Ling Zitong's eyes were puzzled, after talking so much, why couldn't she understand a word? But she still nodded in a daze, her eyes were confused.

The senior brother frowned, but found that the person who was very angry before was very calm at this time, as if the victory was already in their hands. Even if he didn't want to believe this fallacy, the facts were already in front of him.

"Wow~" There was a restlessness in the crowd again, only to see the long knife in the thug's hand swinging rapidly, and his body kicked the ground suddenly, and he who originally seemed to be extremely weak had just grazed the tip of the sword of the mad bull.

"What's going on?!" said the mad bull incredulously. The next moment, the thug's body also burst out with a magnificent aura, he took advantage of the moment to dodge the fierce attack of the mad bull, stomped on the void under his feet, took advantage of the situation to turn around, and the long knife quickly slashed through the right hand of the mad bull.

"Ah!!h

The mad bull fell to the ground, kicking up a puff of dust, and the sharp pain had made his facial features distort, and he shouted hoarsely.

Seeing the scene in front of her, the senior sister glanced at Ling Zhishi as if she didn't care, and even the senior brother beside her was extremely shocked, he didn't expect such a big reversal at all.

But Ling Zhishi didn't feel a trace of joy about this, these were just normal, as long as he had the slightest doubt, he wouldn't be so reckless to use the strongest exercises.

In the end, because of the huge consumption, it was naturally invincible to others.

"Stop!" Ling Zhishi, who felt a trace of exhaustion, was about to pull Ling Zitong back, but was stopped by someone as soon as he took half a step. A displeased expression appeared on Senior Brother's face, "Which sect is from, and what is the name?"

Ling Zhishi frowned, not wanting to cause trouble, and after being stunned for a moment, he didn't pay attention to him anymore.

Seeing that Ling Zhishi was so indifferent, the anger in his eyes felt like he was about to explode at any time, and he performed a fantastic step under his feet, and came to Ling Zhishi in a chaotic and ghostly manner.

"Stop, I didn't hear you shouting! Tell me your name quickly, and obediently apologize for ignoring me. The man assumed an uninhibited and indulgent posture, and raised his sword in his right hand to stop them.

"Your Excellency, we didn't know each other but you easily called out? When we meet, shouldn't we sign up for our own surnames and talk freely with you? Why should unreasonable people waste my time, if you are just thinking about the things that stole your limelight before, then I advise you to let go." lest you seek trouble for the sake of face, but be disgraced again. ”

Ling Zhishi said flatly. Although the strength of the eighth stage of the Buchen Realm was one stage higher than him, he was not afraid of him at all.

"Senior brother, forget it. Seeing that the situation was getting more and more serious, the senior sister on the side hurriedly ran over and said.

"Count, how can it be counted! This kid is so unreasonable. Well, in that case, then I have to duel with you, and if I win, the girl next to you will be my person from now on. The senior brother shouted with a haughty face and high morale.

He is also a personal disciple of the sect, and many of the Xuan-level exercises in the sect have been practiced to the point of perfection, coupled with his own realm of the eighth stage of the Stepping Dust Realm, how can he not defeat the skinny boy of the seventh stage of the Stepping Dust Realm?

Ling Zhishi's eyes were indifferent, it was a good thing for young people to have blood and passion, but he had picked the wrong opponent, if he hadn't blocked Ling Zitong's face, she would have already killed him in an instant.

"If you dare to look at her again, I'll gouge out your eyeballs at once. Ling Zhishi grabbed that person's sword, and a "bang" sound cracked like pinching an egg.

The senior brother subconsciously swallowed a mouthful of saliva, as if he saw a pair of abysses that could devour his heart, and his whole body suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, and he hurriedly ran away.

The junior sister also hurriedly chased after her.

The anger in Ling Zitong's heart was also extinguished, but just as she was walking forward, Ling Zhishi suddenly called out to her, and his eyes followed the lively crowd below.

"Wan Kui, don't you have a more powerful slave in your hands? You Lao Wan has always been suppressed by us! What kind of bullshit is a hundred people, why don't you let you play in person? Oh, by the way, you are restricted, and you will only be a dog in the arena for the rest of your life!"

A young man in a white velvet robe sneered unscrupulously, and at the same time the owner of the mob, only at this time, he was in front of a middle-aged man with muscles all over his body. The man was still holding the bull, his eyes were angry and unspeakable.

Ling Zhishi's eyes lit up, wasn't this person Wan Kui who helped him go to the Peerless Empire? I still remember that Wan Kui gave him a bag of Xuanshi, and also warned him about many things and information about the new world, and the two of them also communicated with each other very smelly.

It's been five months since then, but I didn't expect him to be here.

"Young Master, do you know this person?" Ling Zitong could feel the slight change in his expression, and asked with some uncertainty.

Ling Zhishi nodded lightly and didn't say anything more.

"Why don't you do this, since you can't make a bet, and you don't have a suitable candidate, then let you kneel down in public and call me Grandpa twice? The young man in the white velvet robe laughed playfully.