Chapter 33 Mingyun vs. Lin Jian!
"It's Bai Lingyu. That's a good thing. The capital has spent a lot of money on talent this time."

Hearing the words "Bai Lingyu", the corners of Ming Yun's mouth curled up. He must have this thing!
Minghao looked at the lottery in his hand, his eyes flickered, and the head of the He family next to him——He Yu smiled: "It's really a coincidence, Brother Ming, one of you and I was in the first place. Right on."

Ming Hao nodded: "Yeah, now it depends on who's ability, I hope to leave a contest for each other's children that they don't regret."

He Yu hesitated to speak, and after seeing Ming Hao leave, he sighed helplessly: "It's a pity, it happens to be my second son. This is really troublesome."

After Ming Hao came back, he glanced at the two people in front of him, and said slowly: "Ming Liao, your first opponent is He Yin, the second son of the He family, Ming Yun, your first opponent is Lin Jian of the Lin family. , get ready."

Ming Liao turned pale in an instant, and almost thought he was hallucinating: "What, what?! Patriarch, you mean, my opponent in the first match is He Yin, the second son of the He family?!"

As for Ming Yun, he calmed down a lot, nodded and said "yes", and said nothing else.

"That's right, Ming Liao, I know He Yin's strength. If you lose, I don't blame you. You just play to your full strength. It's enough to leave a contest that you don't regret. I believe this will also become your life. A valuable experience to have.”

Apart from these, Ming Hao didn't know what else to say. He Yin, he was a younger generation who only subordinated to He Shou, and he was also a well-known genius in Langya City, with an arrogant temperament. Ming Liao could never be He Yin Ming Hao did not require Ming Liao to win, but he also had to lose the honor of losing.

Ming Liao's legs were trembling, Ming Hao didn't listen to Ming Hao's words at all, it would be okay if he was facing the eldest brother of the He family, but this He Yin's character is really too difficult to get along with, he will definitely be beaten, but he himself The person behind him is still the Ming family, who cannot easily admit defeat, and going up against He Yin is simply a disaster for eight lifetimes.

The time has come, and the first competition begins. It is Lin Yu from the Lin family and Zhang Feng from the Zhang family. The two first clasped their fists together to perform the martial arts ceremony, and then they fought each other. You come and go, and the fight is inseparable. Excited.

Mingyun looked at it with great interest at first, but finally found that these attacking moves could not penetrate his eyes at all, then closed his eyes, continued to absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to extract soul power, and relaxed the cultivation of soul power all the time.

After the competition was over, it was Zhang Feng who fell under the stage, and Lin Yu won the victory. Although Zhang Feng's face flashed a bit annoyed, he still graciously conceded defeat, which attracted collective applause from the audience. This is indeed a great game Competition!

"Next match, Ming Liao will face He Yin!"

Ming Liao, who had been restless all this time, almost jumped up when he heard his name being called. He was extremely nervous, his teeth were chattering, and sweat was dripping from his forehead. He kept thinking about what to do?
Ming Yun glanced at Ming Liao, then ignored him, Ming Liao noticed Ming Yun's gaze, gritted his teeth, no!Even if he is looked down upon by the whole world, he can't lose face in front of this trash, take a deep breath, take a deep breath, he will definitely be able to.

After finally coming to the stage, seeing the little devil in black in front of him, all of Ming Liao's preparations and thoughts melted into bubbles.

"It's finally here. I've been waiting a long time. It's a serious crime."

He Yin's dark eyes were tearing straight at Ming Liao like jackals, causing every hair on Ming Liao's body to stand on end. At that moment, Ming Liao just wanted to turn around and run away, to escape from this demon king, what Ming family's glory, The glory of losing is not as important as your own life!

He Yin seemed to see through Ming Liao's intentions, licked his lips, and rushed forward after the referee called start.

Now, it will take you a few ribs to be comfortable.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!"

On the competition stage, countless screams came, and even the audience couldn't bear to watch it any longer. Ming Yun glanced at it for a while, and saw that Ming Liao was being used as a sandbag for He Yin to practice, kicking as a ball, and then closed his eyes , calm and at ease.

After He Yin got tired of playing, Ming Liao in front of him was no longer human or ghost, his face was swollen like a pig's head, and he kept mumbling that he had surrendered, surrendered, snorted coldly, and looked at the referee.

The referee trembled when he received He Yin's cold gaze, and immediately announced: "He Yin wins this competition!"

"Useless trash, I really don't know what the Ming family has degenerated into now. It's beyond my control to let a trash like you come to challenge me. Fortunately, I still have so much expectation."

After finishing speaking, He Yin turned around and left with a bored expression, leaving behind Ming Liao who no longer knew whether he was alive or dead.

"He Yin's attack must have been too ruthless. After all, the Ming family and the He family are not feuds, and they still have friendship."

"It's true, it's too scary, He Yin, I've heard that he has an arrogant temperament, but he also has his own capital of arrogance."

Ming Hao's face was a bit ugly. He didn't expect He Yin to be so cruel to Ming Liao because he didn't give him face. He had heard that he was arrogant, but he didn't expect to be in such a state until Ming Liao was moved down. , Ming Hao hurriedly asked someone to take Ming Liao down.

Ming Hao looked at Ming Yun nervously: "Ming Yun, Ming Liao can't participate in the team battle now. You can only win the top three in the solo battle. Are you sure?"

Ming Yun got up and smiled, not sure how confident he was, but this indifference had a reassuring magic: "Of course."

With lightly rolled long sleeves and a neat ponytail, Ming Yun walked up slowly.

On the competition stage, Lin Jian was wearing a green long gown, holding a long sword, and stood upright. He had been waiting there for a long time.

"Isn't this Lin Jian, the eldest disciple of the Lin family? I heard that he has reached the level of a soul master!"

"Isn't that Ming Yun a trash from the Ming family? I heard that he has been very active since his soul power recovered. Maybe this scene is really good to watch."

The referee screamed: "In this battle, Ming Yun will face Lin Jian! Let's start!"

Lin Jian held a sword flower in an extremely gentlemanly way: "Please."

"Then I'm welcome."

Ming Yun smiled slightly, bent over, flickered left and right, his figure sprinted away, and turned into a phantom.

Lin Jian's pupils shrank suddenly, and in the next second, at a distance of ten meters, Ming Yun appeared in front of Lin Jian and kicked him away.

Lin Jian didn't react at all, and subconsciously wanted to block with both hands. This kick hit the long sword in Lin Jian's hand fiercely, and the long sword shook violently, and the force passed along the blade to Lin Jian's hand , Lin Jian suffered pain, let go of his hand, and the long sword fell to the ground.

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