Emperor Lingxiao

Chapter 788 The Forbearing Young Sovereign

"Dangdangdang~~~~"

On the arena, the sound of weapons colliding was constantly heard, very powerful and shocking.

This is a competition of young people, and the strength of both sides is comparable.

Sparks fly, the figure is like a streamer, and the two are intertwined and entangled.

The battle is fierce, you come and go, after the powerful force collides, the aftermath overflows, turning into ripples and rippling around.

There is not much difference in their age, they are all seventeen or eighteen years old.

But the combat power shown is very terrifying, surpassing ordinary arrogance, and it belongs to the existence of supreme potential.

One person, wearing black plain clothes, with an ordinary face, holds a blue spear in his hand.

When dancing, the power is so huge that even the space is shaken non-stop.

It can be seen from this that this is a young supreme who mainly focuses on strength.

On the other hand, the young man on the other side, on the other hand, is encouraged by dexterity, and every time the two sides collide, he will be resolved by his ingenuity.

There have been many crises that have been resolved by his endless methods of resolution.

It has to be said that in terms of fighting skills, he is more experienced than the youth in black.

Otherwise, he would have already lost to the opponent.

"Break all methods with one force."

The young man in black was very angry and shouted loudly.

His strength and strength are much stronger than the opponent's, but he was unable to win for a long time.

The opponent's ingenuity can easily dissolve his power, which makes him very unhappy.

If it goes on for a long time, then this battle will be very unfavorable to him, and may even cause him to lose.

Therefore, the young man in black wants to make a quick decision without giving the opponent a chance.

Immediately afterwards, I saw the young man in black holding a blue spear and rushing towards him.

The speed was very fast, it was astonishing, and it directly turned into a black streamer.

The surrounding air was crackled by this blow.

In the blink of an eye, that jet-black streamer came in front of the young man.

The cyan spear burst out with a piercing chill, pointing at the sharp edge, and everyone was shocked.

"What a terrible blow, Brother Lengfeng's strength has increased again." A disciple around said.

"I don't know if Senior Brother Lin Ye can accept this trick." Some disciples were also worried about Lin Ye.

Both of them are young and powerful, and they usually have a lot of discussions, and they both know each other better.

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On the other side, the entrance to the attic of Lingxiaotian Pavilion.

Ling Xuanyu also spoke, with a smile like a spring breeze on his face, and said: "These two are good."

Long Yun who was standing behind him couldn't help but his eyes lit up when he heard the words, but he was more pleased because the two young lords on the ring at this time were both his disciples.

From the beginning of the competition to the present, Ling Xuanyu has not published anything, has not said a word, and has been just watching from the beginning to the end.

Just when Long Yun was feeling proud, Ling Xuanyu's words behind him completely shocked him.

"Long Yun, arrange it. They have one day to enter the attic. How much they can gain depends on themselves."

It was this sentence that shocked Long Yun.

Into the attic, and it's still a day.

The attic, of course, is the attic behind him, the most sacred place in the entire Lingxiaotian Pavilion.

Even if it was him, Long Yun, he had never entered.

"Yes, my lord." Long Yun responded excitedly.

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At this moment in the arena, the battle is extremely fierce.

The bodies of the two young lords were both wounded and dripping with bright red blood.

They didn't let anyone else, they were very desperate, if you give me a sword, I will stab you back.

Leng Feng's hand holding the spear, the jaws of the tiger were all broken at this moment, dripping with blood.

The dense bones can be seen, very penetrating.

And Lin Ye on the opposite side was not feeling well, even worse, a big hole was pierced through the abdomen by the cold wind's spear, and blood flowed out.

But he seems to have some secret method, around the wound of the big hole, bursts of golden light are shining.

In just a few breaths, the blood had already been stopped, and the wound was slowly healing.

"Junior brother, it seems that you lost this match, so there is no need to fight anymore." Leng Feng said in a low tone.

Indeed, as he said, this competition has already come to an end, there is no need to continue.

If the fight continues, only one of them will survive.

This is just a competition, not a battle of life and death. Now that things are up to now, you can stop here.

Lin Ye raised his head, exchanged a glance with Leng Feng, and then, the breath from his body dissipated.

Then he opened his mouth slowly and said: "Brother, congratulations, you won, and you are still better than me."

Words come from the heart, without hypocrisy.

Now that there is a victory or defeat, Long Yun's voice came.

"In this battle, the cold wind wins."

"Cold wind, cold wind, cold wind..."

There were bursts of shouts from under the arena.

They are all congratulating Leng Feng, congratulating him for winning, he is a well-deserved young supreme.

The sound, wave after wave, resounded throughout the Lingxiaotian Pavilion.

But at this moment, Lin Ye had already disappeared from the arena, and he had already stepped off the arena.

After all, he's just a loser.

"Why don't you use all your strength?" At the moment Lin Ye stepped off the ring, such a sentence suddenly sounded in his mind.

It was so inexplicable that Lin Ye was very puzzled, and at the same time shocked?

Who is the person who speaks, and who has such a powerful ability to avoid the perception of so many strong people and talk to him directly.

Suddenly, a flash of light flashed through his mind.

Then, with an incredible light in his eyes, he slowly turned around and cast his gaze on the man in white in front of the attic door.

He saw it, and the other party was smiling back at him.

The man in white is naturally Ling Xuanyu, who transmitted the voice to Lin Ye.

"Lord Ling, are you talking to me?" Lin Ye's mind flashed such a sentence.

"It's me, why do you keep your hands and don't use all your strength to deal with this competition?" Sure enough, it was Ling Xuanyu's voice transmission.

Ling Xuanyu had already seen all this, although, in his opinion, even if Lin Ye exerted all his strength, he would not be able to defeat the cold wind.

However, Leng Feng couldn't win against Lin Ye.

There is only one final result for the two, and that is a draw.

"Senior brother is too competitive. No matter what he does, he must strive for the best and the most perfect."

"If today's outcome is a draw, then it must be unbearable for senior brother."

"So, I'm sorry, Master Ling, it's not that I didn't use my full strength, but that my doing so would make senior brother very painful." Lin Ye told the truth.

However, these words seemed to be expected by Ling Xuanyu, and he did not feel any surprise.

"You are really thinking about your senior brother, come and find me here tomorrow." Ling Xuanyu laughed.

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(End of this chapter)