Martial arts Lingyun

Chapter 125
"Are you shocked that I advanced to Seven Star Martial Spirit?"

Xiao Ling looked at Chi Tian indifferently, then at the middle-aged man, and said: "I am willing to pay 350 million yuan to stay in your inn."

"As the saying goes, first come, first served, the guest room should be mine."

After finishing speaking, Xiao Ling threw down a ring of acceptance.

"Tsk tsk, you two really put me in a difficult situation."

The middle-aged man played with the two rings, and said with a smile: "You both paid 350 million yuan stones. Who do you think I will live in? It's really tangled."

"Uncle, we came first, so this room belongs to us!"

Junliu was a little anxious. He didn't expect this middle-aged man to see Qian's eyes wide open, completely disregarding any morals.

"Hey! But I paid the money first, the guest room is naturally mine!"

Chi Tian's eyes turned cold. In fact, he has been looking for it for a long time, but there is only one guest room left in this house. If this room is not taken down, he may have to sleep on the street.

You know, he is the proud son of Fenghuo City, if he sleeps on the street, what will he do in the future!
Seeing the two confronting each other, the middle-aged man smiled, and said leisurely, "Don't worry, I have a solution, which can solve the problem you two are facing now."

"Shopkeeper, what method do you have, just say it!"

Chi Tian also understood that this middle-aged man was of extraordinary strength, so he didn't dare to make trouble, instead he asked seriously.

Xiao Ling also looked at the middle-aged man, and he probably guessed the middle-aged man's plan.

"It's simple."

The middle-aged man said: "I see that you two also have grievances. Now, there is only one guest room, and your price is the same. The only way now is for you to have a duel. Whoever wins will own this guest room."

"I don't know what you want?"

Xiao Ling and Chi Tian glanced at each other, then nodded.

"I have no problem."

"This method works."

The middle-aged man's suggestion is also a common method used by martial arts practitioners on the Shenwu Continent.

Whenever there is a dispute between martial arts practitioners, they will use martial arts to decide the outcome, and the talk is about who has the biggest fist.

Now, the problem is a guest room, as long as you win, you can win the guest room.

"Xiao Ling, I didn't have a good fight with you back then, today we will have a fair duel!"

Chi Tian stared at Xiao Ling firmly. When he was in Tianhuo City, he didn't fight Xiao Ling, and he had been bitter about it all the time. Now is an opportunity, he must severely defeat Xiao Ling.

He is the proud son of the Chi family in Tianhuo City, No. 1 in the Hundred Cities Tournament, he doesn't believe that with his strength, he can't compete for this room.

"I accept your duel."

Xiao Ling folded his hands on his chest, and said lightly, "It's just that, in the end, I still win!"

Chi Tian's eyes suddenly focused, seeing Xiao Ling's calm appearance, it seemed that he would definitely be able to defeat him.

When thinking of Tianhuo City, Xiao Ling used three-star martial spirits to defeat Red Young Master. Now that Xiao Ling has reached seven-star martial spirits, his strength will definitely increase...

However, he had already asked Xiao Ling to fight.

As the saying goes, what is said is equal to water being splashed, and now he can only bite the bullet and fight Xiao Ling.

"He is only a seven-star martial spirit, one star weaker than me, how can he beat me!"

Chi Tian comforted himself in his heart, pretending to be calm, with sharp eyes, and shouted: "Xiao Ling, don't talk too much! You are only a seven-star martial spirit. Although your strength really shocked me, I think you are Can't beat me!"

"really?"

Xiao Ling smiled and said: "Okay, then let's have a quick duel."

Swish!
Chi Tian took out a sharp knife, his eyes were full of sharpness, and shouted violently: "Xiao Ling, take out your weapon!"

"no need."

Xiao Ling stood with his back on his back, and said calmly: "To deal with you, if we use weapons, it's like killing a chicken with a sledgehammer."

Hearing Xiao Ling's words, Chi Tian couldn't help taking a step back, looking at Xiao Ling vigilantly, he was actually startled by Xiao Ling's words, which hit his proud self-esteem.

"Since you don't use weapons, don't blame me for being cruel!"

A trace of anger flashed across Chi Tian's face, he didn't expect that Xiao Ling didn't know what was good or bad, and would defeat him without weapons, so he would convince Xiao Ling to lose!
boom!
A powerful breath erupted from him unreservedly, and the strength of the eight-star martial spirit was undoubtedly revealed!
"kill!"

With a movement of his figure, Chi Tian held a sharp knife, leaped into the air, and slashed fiercely at Xiao Ling.

"Brother Chitian, your saber technique is too slow, as slow as a snail!"

Facing Chi Tian's sharp knife, Xiao Ling simply stood there motionless.

"Damn!"

Chi Tian couldn't bear Xiao Ling's ignoring posture, and the strength of his attack was increased again, which turned out to be very powerful!

call out!
Wherever the knife passed, the air was pierced, and there was a fierce explosion sound.

"This knife is very fast, but I don't know how this kid will deal with it."

The middle-aged man took a sip of tea, seeing Xiao Ling's indifferent face, he became curious, curious about Xiao Ling's ability to ignore Chi Tian's attack.

"Let's lose."

When the sharp knife came in front of Xiao Ling, Chi Tian showed an excited smile on his face, thinking in his heart that this Xiao Ling was nothing more than that, it was simply inconceivable that the red young master died in Xiao Ling's hands.

"Big brother!"

Seeing that Xiao Ling remained motionless and let Chi Tian slash, Junliu became a little anxious.

However, seeing Xiao Ling's indifferent expression, he felt a little more at ease.

"Haha, Xiao Ling, you are nothing more than that!"

When the sharp knife pierced through Xiao Ling's body, Chi Tian finally couldn't help laughing out loud, his face full of complacency.

"what!"

However, when he saw Xiao Ling's body distorted and disappeared, the smile immediately froze on his face.

His knife didn't hit Xiao Ling at all, but hit Xiao Ling's afterimage!

Xiao Ling had already dodged his knife without anyone noticing it!

"So that's it, this kid has practiced the Shadowless Step..."

The middle-aged man rubbed his chin, Mizong Wuyingbu was famous in the Yanhuang Empire for his physical skills and martial arts, only the royal family could practice it, but Xiao Ling practiced Mizong Wuyingbu, which undoubtedly made the Chinese The young man became interested in Xiao Ling.

"Brother Chitian, I'm right behind you."

Xiao Ling's plain voice resounded through Chi Tian's body, he turned around and saw Xiao Ling behind him, looking at him with a smile.

call out!
Chi Tian gritted his teeth and slashed across with a sharp knife.

Facing this knife, Xiao Ling still stood there, motionless, letting Chi Tian kill him.

It's just that Chi Tian still slashed Xiao Ling with this saber, and then Xiao Ling also distorted and disappeared.

This is still the afterimage of Xiao Ling!

"Ah, I don't believe in evil anymore!"

Chi Tian went crazy, and crazily killed Xiao Ling with a sharp knife.

Every time he kills, all he hits are the afterimages of Xiao Ling, and he doesn't touch a single hair of Xiao Ling.

This shattered his self-confidence a little bit, because he knew that if he didn't hit Xiao Ling again, it meant that he had already lost to Xiao Ling in the competition.

The more he thought about it, the more anxious he became, and there were more and more flaws in his sword skills.

If he doesn't win, he can only sleep on the street...

"Brother Chitian, have you cut enough?"

Xiao Ling used the Shadowless Step to avoid Chi Tian's crazy attack. The old god was there, as if he was playing in the back garden.

"hateful!"

Chi Tian was startled and angry, he couldn't attack Xiao Ling at all, which showed that Xiao Ling's speed far surpassed him.

This hit his self-esteem, his eyes were red, and his vitality was in a mess.

"Brother Chitian, you have already lost."

Xiao Ling stood with his back on his back, smiling at Chi Tian.

He is very satisfied with his missing shadow step, with Chi Tian's current strength, he can't move a hair of his hair at all.

"I do not believe!"

Chi Tian shouted angrily: "You can only hide and hide. If you fight me head-on, you will definitely lose!"

Now he forced himself to think that Xiao Ling couldn't beat him, so he kept dodging, which made him feel at ease.

"It seems that you can't cry without seeing the coffin!"

Xiao Ling was not angry either, he moved his body, came to Chi Tian's back, and kicked it out.

"Chi Yan serial kicks!"

The scorching flame wave swept away and hit Chi Tian's body.

After reaching the Seven Star Martial Spirit, his blood flame became more and more powerful, so Chi Yan's serial kicks became more and more powerful.

puff!

Chi Tian was hit directly, spat out a mouthful of blood, and fell to the ground like a kite with a broken string.

Only then did he break out in a cold sweat. He realized that Xiao Ling had never made a real move. If he had really made a move, he might have died in Xiao Ling's hands.

"Brother Chitian, are you convinced?"

Xiao Ling stood in front of Chi Tian, ​​looked down at Chi Tian, ​​and said calmly.

Chi Tian's face was cloudy and uncertain, he lost to Xiao Ling, which made him feel ashamed to death, but, he is a man and will not be foolish.

"I lost."

Chi Tian stood up slowly, clutching his chest, and said in a cold voice: "I will give you this room. At that time, we will have a showdown in the Hundred Cities Competition!"

After finishing speaking, he waved his sleeves fiercely, and left here with an ugly face.

"Hey, your primordial stone."

The middle-aged man threw Chi Tian's ring over and said, "You still have a chance to find the guest room before it gets dark."

After Chi Tian picked up the ring, he left here without saying a word, his steps seemed to be leaping, obviously he was afraid that he could not find the guest room...

"Young Xia Xiao, congratulations."

The middle-aged man grasped the ring, put it away, and said, "Guest room No. 18 is vacant. Go and live there."

"Thank you."

Xiao Ling arched his hands, and led Junliu towards the No.18 room.

"Brother, your movement skills are becoming more and more exquisite, even the movement skills of a martial king is nothing more than that."

Along the way, Junliu couldn't help looking at Xiao Ling in admiration.

"well enough."

Xiao Ling pushed open the door, and said with a smile: "As long as you practice hard in the future, you can reach my level."

The two walked into the No.18 room. Although it was dilapidated, it was clean and tidy anyway, and it was not a grievance to live here.

(End of this chapter)