Chapter 17 Martial Arts Contest (If you have any opinions, you can put them forward, thank you)

At this time, Nangong Bai could also see that the personable young man before, especially after that palm fan, made his right side of his face swollen.

Zhang Feng, who stood up, said to the man: "Just scrap the four branches and leave him alive."

"Understood!"

At this time, in the hall on the first floor, the ordinary people had already run out, and the rest of the people in the rivers and lakes did not dare to offend Zhang Feng, and they watched the excitement there one by one.

But he said that the man was lucky, and his foot was raised and stepped towards Nangong Bai's left hand.

Many people in the audience lowered their heads, obviously not wanting to watch this bloody scene.

However, the expected scream didn't happen, and they couldn't help but look up, only to see Ling Bo half-kicking his body, grabbing the calf of Li Er, a subordinate of Zhang Feng, with one hand, and almost stepping on Nangong Bai's left arm. Li Er's right foot couldn't move at all at this time, feeling as if he was being mastered by a giant tong, unshakable, no matter how he pumped his foot, it was useless.

Seeing Ling Bo let go slightly, Li Er retreated again and again, and did not stand firm until he took more than ten steps back.

But it was said that Nangong Bai saw all the subtle changes that had occurred clearly, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.

Li Er, who had just stood firm, slapped Ling Bo with one palm.

Limbo didn't make any movements, just casually reached out to meet his palms.

Am I mistaken?

Nangong Bai was also stunned, could it be that I was wrong just now, then Li Er is Zhang Feng's henchman, although he is not very strong, but he also has the cultivation of the sevenfold peak of the day after tomorrow.

This kind of hard-hitting style of play seems to be the kind of wilderness villager, and what is the difference between those reckless men who have no internal strength.

On the rivers and lakes, they all pay attention to moves, as well as resolve broken moves, avoid their edge, and then break their seven inches. It's not impossible to have a hard connection like Lingbo, unless your internal force is too much higher than the latter, otherwise the hard connection will definitely suffer.

"Bang!", but it was Li Er who flew out upside down.

After a mouthful of blood, he fainted.

Everyone was stunned one by one, they couldn't believe it, none of the people sitting here were stupid, and they naturally understood that this Ling Bo should have at least an eightfold realm of cultivation, maybe it was not necessarily ninefold.

Zhang Feng also flashed a trace of consternation, but quickly covered it up.

He knew that Ling Bo had some strength, so he couldn't help but send a voice to the old man who was about sixty years old next to him: "Uncle Xiang, what kind of cultivation is this person?"

Xiangfeng lightly swept Ling Bo and replied: "It should be about ninefold!"

Ling Bo also noticed that the old man behind Zhang Feng, with sharp eyes and long breathing, was a master of the innate realm, but it was only a congenital one.

"Okay! It's getting more and more interesting!But I haven't heard that the Fang family has such a good young man!" Zhang Feng still wants to explore the truth, this young generation of the Fang family, the first person Fang Wenshan has just broken through to the ninth level of the day after tomorrow, and he has never seen this person, it is difficult to be Nangong Bai's friend, no! That kid has a withdrawn personality and should not have any friends.

Ling Bo said indifferently: "Don't guess, there is no one in the city, it's just that the road is uneven."

"It's a good road, it's good!"

After speaking, he took out his sword, and a sword qi roared out.

Ling Bo dodged to the side, and several sword qi rushed after him. However, they were easily dodged by Limbo.

Zhang Feng swung a few sword qi and was dodged by Ling Bo, and he was angry at the moment and bullied up.

Ling Bo is Xuanyuan Sword is not yet sold, and he has probably figured out this swordsmanship. There were too many flaws in this swordsmanship, and Ling Bo didn't want to play with him, so he grabbed it with his two fingers when he stabbed him, and struck him in the chest with the sword in his right hand. Zhang Feng spat out a mouthful of blood and flew down.

Xiangfeng flew to catch Zhang Feng. His eyes were fixed on Limbo at the moment. A wave of momentum pressed towards Ling Bo.

This kind of mental pressure is usually not strong-willed people will collapse in an instant.

Ling Bo naturally also released his momentum to compete with it, and this competition in momentum generally only appeared after the innate realm.

Everyone in the hall also felt a pressure rushing over, and hurriedly ran their internal forces to resist, and now they also understood that Ling Bo was also a powerhouse in the Innate Realm.

Ling Bo was extremely relaxed, and in less than a moment, Xiangfeng was already sweating profusely and trembling all over.

"Poof!" Xiangfeng spat out a mouthful of blood, his eyes full of horror.

Ling Bo retracted his momentum and said, "You can get out!"

Xiangfeng, who didn't dare to stay for a moment, picked up Zhang Feng and prepared to leave.

"Wait a minute! This broke something, and you haven't accompanied it yet?"

When Xiangfeng heard this, he picked up a money bag from his arms and threw it on the ground, and walked out of the door quickly.

Nangong Bai slowly got up, thanked Ling Bo, and went out of Fenghelou.

At this time, everyone's eyes looking at Ling Bo were full of awe for the strong.

When Ling Bo returned upstairs, he saw that the meal was already cold, and Ling Bo had no appetite, so he went upstairs to rest and prepare for the competition two days later.

Looking at Ling Bo's disappearing back, Zhang Yuanwai turned his head to Li De and said, "What do you think?"

Li Dedao: "Very strong! But Zhang Yuanwai rest assured that this first will definitely not be his turn!"

Hearing this, Zhang was relieved, but there was always a trace of uneasiness in his heart.

In the past two days, Ling Bo has been cultivating his internal strength except when he walked out of the room while eating.

Two days passed in a flash, but Ling Bo sighed deeply, this innate quadruple had already seen it, but it was like a thin piece of paper, this feeling made Ling Bo very depressed.

Seeing that the time was almost up, Limbo walked out of the room.

"Ling Xiaoyou, you're coming out. ”

As soon as this Ling Bo came down, he was dragged to the first floor by the old man.

"What are you doing?" asked Ling Bo, puzzled.

"You'll know," said the two of them, and they had already reached the first floor.

"Come on, everyone, look at that one and buy that," at this moment, Li De was surrounded by many people.

The old man looked at Ling Bo and said, "I'll buy you into the top eight, you have to be powerful!"

Ling Bo rolled his eyes and said, "It's only in eighth place, how much did you buy?" Ling Bo was interested in this.

The old man stretched out five fingers and said, "Fifty dollars!"

Ling Bo smiled: "If you don't buy the first, you will regret it" After speaking, he went out of Fenghelou.

Leaving the old man hesitant there, he shouted at Li De: "I want to press!"

Li De stopped and said, "You are notoriously stubborn, but today you are bleeding profusely!"

Understand the old: "You don't care about me, I'll take the first place in Lingbo!"

Everyone was stunned, and Li De asked in a low voice: "How much do you know about old pressure?"

The old man stretched out a finger and said, "A penny!"

"Go!" and the crowd ignored him.

said that when Ling Bo came to this martial arts arena, everyone had already arrived, and the outer area was crowded.

"Uncle, let me go, I'm a contestant, borrow it!" Ling Bo desperately drilled into it for half an hour before breaking through the perimeter.

"Master, this is a token! I'm a contestant," Ling Bo was squeezed into the crowd again before he could finish speaking.

"Hey, auntie, don't pull my hairstyle, let it go!

The soldier saw that the token was true, and hurriedly drove the men back, and Ling Bo was able to see the light of day.

Ling Bo looked at the soldiers gratefully, and then entered the arena.

Seeing that Ling Bo's hair was scattered, and his clothes were obviously messed up in a few places, he even wanted to be caught and raped, and he was very embarrassed.

Compared with the periphery, it is planned to be very humane, with rows of seats surrounding the middle platform, which is two or three meters high and more than 100 meters wide. Moreover, the terrain here starts from the competition platform and slowly climbs, obviously so that the people in front do not affect the audience behind to watch the game.

The people who can sit in this place are all court officials, that is, Wulin Taishan Beidou, or businessmen who are very rich.

Less than a hundred meters away from the high platform, those contestants were all arranged here, and Ling Bo naturally came here.

Seeing Ling Bo's appearance, the people next to him moved a few positions one after another, and they were happy about the spaciousness of Ling Bo, and they were waiting for the start of this martial arts recruitment conference.

From time to time, with a burst of restlessness, a group of people were embraced and came, Ling Bo couldn't help but look, only to see that the leader was a sturdy old man, only to see that the old man's steps were calm and his eyes were sharp, and a kingly spirit came out.

This is the breath of a person who has been in the top position for a long time, and there is no doubt that this old man must be Liu Jian, the emperor of Qin, without thinking about it.

The people on both sides of the old man, Ling Bo, basically hadn't seen it, and he only knew Zhuge Fengyun alone.

A group of people went to the central high platform, Qin Emperor Liu Jian was in the center, his Zhennan King was the head, followed by General Zhenwu, and Teng Taishi, all of them were standing behind them, today's protagonists Duan Yi, Zhenming, and Tenglong were three.

I saw that at this time, Emperor Qin got up and stood up, raised his hand to signal, and the audience quieted down.

"Long live my emperor, long live" Everyone in the audience knelt down one after another, and although Ling Bo was unwilling, he still knelt down with everyone and whispered: "Long live, that's not the eighth king of ten thousand years." ”