Blustering Immortalization Spell

The Crimson Nimbus Martial School's registration will last for one month. First, I have to find a place to stay.

After thinking for a while, Ling Yan prepared to take Ye Chong'er to an intermediary to find out more about the cheap houses.

At this moment, a few figures suddenly appeared in front of Ling Yan and the other. Ling Yan raised his head and saw that it was none other than the youth that had been ranked behind him.

"Heh, little brother with a second-grade talent, let me introduce myself. I'm Wang Ba, a disciple of the Southern King's clan. Where are you from?"

As Wang Ba spoke, he smilingly stared at Ye Chong for a long time.

"There's no need for you to worry about us, Brother. We still have matters to attend to, so please forgive us for our intrusion." As he spoke, Ling Yan took Ye Chong'er's hand and was about to circle around Wang Ba.

Wang Ba gave a meaningful glance and his lackeys surrounded Ling Yan and Xiao Xun. Ye Chong'er's face paled and he fearfully pulled on Ling Yan's arm.

"Aiya, little sister, don't be afraid. I, Big Brother Ba, have no ill intentions. I just want to get to know you guys."

Looking at Ye Chong'er's delicate and delicate appearance, an evil glint shot out from Wang Ba's eyes, and his smile grew wider.

What a nice little beauty. These two look like they came from the countryside, but don't have any background. Since they're here to deliver themselves to my door, then I, Brother Ba, won't be polite, hehe.

Ling Yan lightly patted the small hand of Ye Chong holding onto his arm as a consolation, and then looked at Wang Ba and the rest, his face darkening, and he snorted coldly: "The feet of the Son of Heaven, how can you allow us to act recklessly! As people of the capital, it's fine if you don't want to set an example. But for what reason did you want to stop us, the people of the outer city?

Upon hearing Ling Yan's voice, the young martial artists who had been queuing up and hadn't gone far from the registration area all looked over. They noticed that Ling Yan was surrounded by Wang Ba's group, and immediately knew that Ling Yan was in a disadvantaged position with just one look. When they heard Ling Yan say that Wang Ba and the rest looked down on the martial artists that had come from the outside, a large portion of the young martial artists immediately glared at them.

F * ck, this kid, I'm looking down on a country bumpkin like you for not being a martial artist from another big city, what are you blabbering for!?

The corners of Wang Ba's eyes twitched, and his face immediately darkened. With so many people looking at him, there were even a few young martial artists walking towards them. It was not good for Wang Ba to act so arrogantly.

Ling Yan sneered in his heart. Pushing aside one of Wang Ba's lackeys who was blocking his way, he left with Ye Chong'er in large strides, soon disappearing from the sight of Wang Ba's group.

After Ling Yan left, Wang Ba was about to leave as well, but when he raised his eyes, he discovered that he was surrounded by over a dozen youths. Their gazes were all unfriendly, as if flames were burning in their eyes, and a few of them had already rolled up their sleeves.

"Hehe, it's a misunderstanding, it's a misunderstanding. Everyone, don't listen to that brat's nonsense." Seeing so many people eyeing him with covetous eyes, Wang Ba wisely gave in, and with a smile on his face, he chuckled and said.

"Misunderstanding what? Bullying the weak and afraid of the strong, everyone attack! Beat him up!"

"Damn, you guys dare to hit me, do you know who I am!?" Young Master Wang! " Wang Ba shouted in anger.

"Who cares who you are, you still dare to talk back!" The youngsters outside were not afraid of the heavens or the earth. Even if they were angry, they could not stop it. A group of people immediately rushed over, submerging Wang Ba's group within the crowd.

Wang Ba's strength was only at the second level of the Mortal Stage large success stage, and his subordinates were only at the second level of the Mortal Stage early stage. How could they be considered young martial artists?

Along with a series of miserable cries, Wang Ba and his men fell to the ground with bruises all over their faces. They looked like they had been electrocuted and their limbs were still twitching. They flung their sleeves and left after venting their anger.

"Damn it, brat, just you wait, you dare to plot against me, I won't forgive you!"

Wang Ba hated Ling Yan to the extreme in his heart.