Qi Po Xinghe

The two began to look at each other as soon as they entered the stage, and Long Ling was full of expectations for the person in front of him.

When he was watching others sparring on the stage just now, Long Ling felt itchy in his heart, and he also hoped that he could find an opponent and fight with him quickly.Sometimes, Long Ling wondered why he was so addicted to war.

Maybe fighting can improve one's strength, or maybe the blood of fighting flows in one's body.

Shaking his head with a wry smile, Long Ling looked at his opponent.His opponent was named Yang Cong. Judging from his appearance, he was about 30 years old, and his figure was quite burly, but he didn't know how strong he was.

When the referee announced the start, Long Ling's aura also burst out from his body in an instant. Without any warning, Long Ling rushed forward quickly. With the influx of aura, his body also felt full of strength.

Long Ling's speed even referred to a rapid stage. Facing Yang Cong and rushing away, even the sound of his body speeding through the air was very clear.Seeing Yang Cong who was getting closer and closer to him, Long Ling's body turned around quickly, and the spiritual energy flowed into his right arm very obediently.

"Dragon Slash"

An attack that was not too strong against Long Ling was mixed with strength, and it flew towards Yang Cong's body like flying.

However, Yang Cong didn't expect that the young man in front of him, who was still a child in his eyes, would suddenly attack like this. He didn't dare to be careless at the moment. He took two steps back, and his spiritual energy suddenly circulated, facing the martial skill that had transformed into a dragon. Go to the bang.

"Boom..."

A sharp sound exploded here in an instant following the fight between the two. The sound was so loud that it was deafening.

The eyes of everyone in the audience were also filled with incomparable horror. Even if they wanted to break their heads, they would never have imagined that this seemingly random move would have such power.At this time, with the collision of the two, the field was covered by a burst of energy and became extremely blurred, so everyone did not know what was going on with the two on the field.

After a while, the energy on the field slowly dissipated, and everyone looked at the field with their eyes in unison. Everyone really wanted to know who would prevail in this move.

"hiss..."

When everyone saw the situation on the field clearly, they couldn't help but stare in shock, their eyes fixed on the only person standing on the field.

And the person on the field was Long Ling. This time, Long Ling obviously didn't use his full strength, but only used [-]% of his skill. But even so, Yang Cong, who was facing Long Ling, still fell to the side at this moment. , with patches of blood on his body, he was unconscious, and even his breath was a lot weaker.

Seeing this situation, everyone finally understood that the seemingly young boy in front of him had a strength that didn't match his appearance.

Then Yang Cong is also from Linyi City, and he also possesses the strength of a first-level warrior this year, but Long Ling can beat Yang Cong to death with just one move. Thinking of this, as long as he is not a fool, he can Knowing that Long Ling's strength is at least the upper level of the second-tier gas warrior or has reached the third-tier gas warrior.

Thinking of this, everyone's faces became very funny. After all, Long Ling's youthful appearance was unbelievable. However, the result was like this, and they couldn't help but not believe it. At the moment, looking at this young boy At that time, the eyes were full of fear and awe.

Such a young man will not be very low compared to his future achievements.

Even if Peng Kun's eyes were full of color at the moment, he could already be sure that Long Ling's strength would never be inferior to his own.

However, the opponent's age is definitely younger than myself. I originally thought that my strength and my age were considered outstanding among young people. Even compared with some middle-aged people, my strength is definitely not weaker than them, but when I saw Long Ling Only when he showed his strength and Long Ling's immature face did he realize that there are people outside the mountains, and there is still a gap between the talent he is proud of and the people in front of him.

And Peng Kun is not some villain who hates others when he is better than himself. While he is full of envy and admiration for Long Ling, he also secretly vows that he will work harder in cultivation in the future.

Only people with a good mentality like Peng Kun can go a long way in their cultivation.

And Long Ling also felt quite speechless at this moment, he didn't indulge in fighting with all his strength just now, he was just trying to test Yang Cong, but he didn't know that the other party didn't even catch his move.

If Yang Cong, who was in a coma, knew what Long Ling was thinking at this moment, he might be so angry that he would faint again even if he was not unconscious at the moment!

The referee was also deeply shocked by the battle that ended in such an extremely fast time. It only took more than ten seconds from the beginning to the end of this competition. At this time, this competition can be said to be over.

In other words, it only took a few seconds for this competition from the beginning to the end.

This must not make everyone look at Long Ling with weird eyes.

When the referee came out of the shock, he announced the result of the competition, which naturally ended with Long Ling winning, and Yang Cong was also carried down by the Ma family.

Seeing that his competition was over, Long Ling returned to the audience, and walked straight to his room regardless of everyone's gaze.

Long Ling didn't bother to watch this boring competition. He thought he could have a good fight, but who knew that Yang Cong would be so weak.

In fact, everyone knew that how could Yang Cong be blamed for this matter? After all, with Long Ling's current strength, even with only [-]% of his strength, it was rare to be able to catch Long Ling's move.

Back in the room, Long Ling also temporarily suppressed this depressed mood. After all, if a cultivator is always in a depressed mood, it will be very detrimental to the cultivator himself.

After a moment of silence, Long Ling fell into cultivation again. The cultivation of aura is like sailing against the current. If you don't advance, you will retreat. Long Ling also knows this, so he never wastes time, and squeezes out as much time as possible every day to cultivate aura.

Time passed in the blink of an eye, the room also changed from white to black, and candlelight was lit in various rooms of Ma's house.

This day's competition was also announced to be over. After this round of competition, the Ma family also selected 150 people for tomorrow's competition. , he lost to Peng Kun, but, after all, he still possesses the strength of a first-tier warrior. Even in this Linyi City, it is difficult to find many people with this strength.

Originally, with Yang Cong's strength, he could carry out tomorrow's competition, but unfortunately, today he was unlucky. He met Long Ling and was severely injured by Long Ling.