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. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Zhang Feng, who stood up, said to Li Er: "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 Li Eryun 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 Hao half-kicking over, grabbing Li Er's calf with one hand, and almost stepping on Nangong Bai's left arm.

Li Er's hairstyle couldn't move his right foot at all, and he felt as if he was being dominated by a giant tong, which could not be shaken, and it was useless no matter how he pumped his feet.

Ling Hao smiled slightly, and as soon as he mentioned that Li Er in his right hand, he did a somersault in the air, and after landing on the ground, he took more than ten steps back before he stood firm.

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, was furious, and slapped his palm at Ling Hao.

Ling Hao didn't make any movements, just casually stretched out his hand to palm him.

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 Ling Hao, unless your internal strength is too much higher than the latter, otherwise the hard connection will definitely suffer.

"Bang!", but Li Er flew out upside down, but Ling Hao did not move.

After a mouthful of blood, he fainted.

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

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

He knew that Ling Hao 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 glanced at Ling Hao and said, "It should be about ninefold!"

Ling Hao 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 often walks around in the house price, and he has never seen this person. It's hard to be Nangong Bai's friend, no! That kid has a withdrawn personality and shouldn't have any friends.

Ling Hao said indifferently: "Don't guess, 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 Hao 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 Hao is Xuanyuan Sword is not sold yet, and he has probably figured out this sword technique. There are too many flaws in this swordsmanship, and Ling Hao doesn't want to play with him, so he stabs him with his sword and clamps it with his two fingers, and the sword in his right hand strikes him in the chest. Zhang Feng spat out a mouthful of blood and flew down.

Xiangfeng flew to catch Zhang Feng. His eyes were staring at Ling Hao 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 Hao smiled slightly, and naturally 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 used their internal forces to resist, and now they also understood that Ling Hao was also a powerhouse in the Innate Realm.

Ling Hao was extremely relaxed, and in less than a moment, Xiangfeng was already sweating profusely, and his whole body was trembling.

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

Ling Hao 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 Hao, and walked out of Fenghelou.

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

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

Looking at Ling Hao'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 Hao has been cultivating his internal strength except when he walked out of the room while eating.

Two days passed in a flash, but Ling Hao sighed deeply, this innate quadruple had already seen it, but it was like a piece of tissue paper, this feeling made Ling Hao 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 Hao came down, he was dragged to the first floor by the old man.

"What are you doing here?" Ling Hao asked him puzzled.

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

Early in the morning, the building was already overcrowded, and the shouts were endless.

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

The old man stretched out five fingers and looked at Ling Hao.

"Five taels?"

The old man shook his head and said, "Fifty Wen!"

Ling Hao smiled: "If you don't buy the first one, 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 man: "You don't care about me, I'll press Ling Hao to take the first!"

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!" the crowd ignored him.

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But it was said that when Ling Hao 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 Hao desperately drilled inside for half an hour before breaking through this periphery.

"Master Jun, this is a token! I'm a contestant..."Ling Hao just gave the token to the soldier who was maintaining it, and before he could finish speaking, he was squeezed into the crowd again.

"Hey, auntie, don't pull my hairstyle, let it go! Otherwise, I'm welcome! Ah, big sister, that's my belt! Don't pull it!"

The soldier took it and saw that this token was not fake, and hurriedly drove those people back, so that Ling Hao could see the light of day.

Ling Hao looked at these soldiers with great gratitude, and then entered the field.

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

Ling Hao tidied up his instrument a little and walked towards Changzhong.

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. These people brought a lot of female dependents, and when Ling Hao stepped forward, they got up to avoid it, and at the same time complained in their hearts, how could this beggar enter the infield.

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

Seeing Ling Hao's appearance, the people beside him moved a few positions one after another, and Ling Hao was also happy to be spacious, so they waited for the start of the martial arts recruitment conference with peace of mind.

From time to time, with a burst of restlessness, a group of people were embraced and came, Ling Hao couldn't help but look over, 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.

Ling Hao, the people on both sides of the old man, had basically never seen it, and only recognized Zhuge Fengyun alone.

A group of people went to the central platform, Qin Emperor Liu Jian was in the center, his Zhennan Wang was the head, followed by the two princes Liu Che, Liu Yong, 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, seeing this, although Ling Hao was unwilling, he still knelt down with everyone, and whispered: "Long live, that's not the eighth king of ten thousand years." ”