Demonic Cultivation in a Mountain Village

While walking and chatting, the two of them entered a martial arts performance hall as big as a university playground.

Fang Lin took a brief look around. Seven to eight hundred Long family disciples had already gathered around the martial arts stage. Everyone's eyes were focused on the two people who were fighting fiercely on the martial arts stage in the middle. Sometimes they were ecstatic, sometimes they sighed in sorrow.

From Long Qiangwei's introduction, Fang Lin learned that the tall man wearing a pure white robe and carrying a long sword on his back was Zhong Tianlong, a Qilin disciple of the Long family.

Although Zhong Tianlong was fighting fiercely with one of them, Fang Lin could tell at a glance that the abilities of the two were not on the same level at all.

Although the opponent danced the long sword airtight, Zhong Tianlong was always in a state of dodge. Not only did he not fight back at all, but he also had no intention of taking the sword. Just dodging was already exhausting the opponent of the same age.

"At the age of less than thirty, he has already reached the middle stage of the prefecture level. He is indeed a rare genius and is indeed extremely rare among the younger generation.

If given time, something will definitely happen. "

There is no doubt that the final outcome of this battle will end with the opponent being exhausted and lying on the ground. Fang Lin also nodded in appreciation.

"Come on! You're only in your early twenties, so there's no need to act like an old master, right?"

Hearing Fang Lin's comments, Long Qiangwei immediately showed a happy smile. After all, most people would never reach the prefectural level in their lifetime. Zhong Tianlong's achievement when he was less than thirty was indeed shocking enough.

But looking at Fang Lin's appearance, it was obvious that he still didn't take such a talented young man seriously. Long Qiangwei couldn't help but feel a little funny and joked.

Just as Fang Lin expected, a burst of fierce applause sounded. When he looked back into the field, Zhong Tianlong's opponent was so tired that he lay on the ground and rolled his eyes. The outcome was naturally clear.

"You are truly worthy of being our senior brother, a unicorn genius."

"That's right, this is already the thirtieth opponent, and I haven't even seen my senior brother take action. They were all defeated one by one. It's really terrifying!"

"With Senior Brother's skills, today's martial arts performance in the capital must be as simple as picking out the treasure."

"I wonder if the master invited by Miss Third is here? I wonder what will happen if they fight?"

"What else can I do? I'm so tired that I lie down on the ground like a dog and beg for mercy, haha..."

"That's right, what kind of master can there be in a place like Fenghuang Village where nothing matters? We are all disciples of a regular martial arts family. I'm afraid he can't even beat the sweeper of our Long family, but he is worthy of fighting with the senior brother? Isn't he looking for death? What is it again?”

After the battle, Zhong Tianlong once again stunned the audience. Amidst thunderous applause, praises also poured in towards him like a tide.

"It's okay, it's fun and interesting."

Amidst the countless praises, ridicules towards Fang Lin also sprung up. Seeing that Long Qiangwei's expression changed suddenly and she wanted to step forward, Fang Lin quickly stopped her and said with a smiling face like a melon-eater.

"Who else? What? You have made no progress during the five years I have been in seclusion? Is there no one in the Long family?"

Glancing at everyone majestically, Zhong Tianlong shouted with a sneer of disdain.

"Elder brother, please stop treating us badly. With your skills, only the elders of the clan can be your opponent. How can we dare to go forward and die again?"

"That's right, with your current skills, even if that guy Yan Bing comes now, you can only fall behind!"

He defeated the Thirty Division without even using his hands.

Brother, who can go up now and not die? How dare you go on stage? One by one said aggrievedly.

"Come on, don't compare that sick man to me. A few years ago, if I hadn't given in to seeing him half-dead, I would have thrown him off the stage."

After being defeated by Yan Bing three times, Zhong Tianlong could be said to be filled with anger.

Of course, he knew best in his heart that this was just a matter of saving face, but with his current skills, he didn't take Yan Bing seriously anymore, so he said it with disdain.

"That's right, the Yan family really has no one, so they sent such a sick man to gain sympathy."

"In this martial arts performance, I must beat that boy until his claws are everywhere."

Zhong Tianlong's words immediately aroused the adulation of everyone again, except for Fang Lin, who showed a sarcastic sneer at the corner of his mouth.

Although he has never actually fought against Yan Bing, one can imagine the strength of a sick man who even has to be respectful to the Supreme Elder. And according to Fang Lin's estimation, that guy's strength is by no means inferior to his, and he may not even take a second look at Zhong Tianlong.

"Clan leader, Tianlong's progress in the past five years is really amazing! This time the Long family can be saved." .??.

"Tianlong has such amazing achievements, and the fourth elders are indispensable!"

"This martial arts performance in the capital, with Tianlong's skills, it should be like picking out something from a bag, right?"

In the center of the right side of the martial arts performance hall, three old men with white hair and silver beards nodded in praise with great satisfaction.

But the old man at the top remained silent, and even looked more solemn, obviously not satisfied with Zhong Tianlong's performance at all.

"why are you laughing?"

Suddenly Zhong Tianlong's tone turned completely cold, his brows slightly furrowed and he pointed at Fang Lin and said sternly.

"Is this the master invited by Third Senior Sister?"

"Can this thin-faced person be called a master? Is Third Senior Sister afraid that her eyesight is dim?"

Following the direction of Zhong Tianlong's finger, everyone's eyes suddenly focused on Fang Lin.

Seeing him standing next to Long Qiangwei, he could easily guess his identity. After a brief moment of surprise, low-pitched taunts came from all directions.

Not only the disciples of the Long family, but also the three old men next to the patriarch showed contemptuous smiles. Only the old patriarch's eyes instantly shone after looking at Fang Lin carefully.

"Just joking, I just want to kindly remind you not to look down on others. Yan Bing is not as fragile as you say."

The purpose of the Long family inviting me here this time is nothing more than to identify candidates and check their own strength, so they must compete with Zhong Tianlong.

Fang Lin smiled slightly and said very sincerely.

"What you're saying is that you think I can't beat Yan Bing's half-dead sick boy?

Are you the master that my junior sister found from the corner of Handong? From your tone, you seem to be a little dismissive of my ability. How about it? Come up and make a bright move?

Don't worry, since you are a guest from afar, I won't use the sword. "

It has to be said that Yan Bing is really the biggest pain point in Zhong Tianlong's heart. Fang Lin's words were undoubtedly a slap in his face, so his face suddenly darkened and he raised his head and said coldly.

"superior……"

Seeing the excitement is never too big a deal, and in an instant, thunderous shouts rang out from all around.

"Fang Lin, you also know the purpose of this trip, don't let me down. I promise to give you a satisfactory answer regarding Ma Hongtao."

Gently holding Fang Lin's hand, Long Qiangwei said with a smile and firm eyes.