The Peerless Emperor

Lin Qian stood there, indifferent, just looking at the person who made the noise.

The person who spoke was the bald-headed youth standing at the forefront of the group of people. His muscles were tight, he stretched his white robe and clung to the developed muscles. His sturdy figure makes him seem like a little giant among those people.

Liu Ming, the name Lin Qian has heard of, the inner disciple is ranked seventh in strength, Wuhun is a pair of fist blades, the characteristic is to strengthen the physical strength.

In addition, Liu Ming often deliberately exercised his body when he was cultivating, and this kind of martial arts characteristic was even more powerful to him.

In close combat, Liu Ming is a leader among the inner disciples.

In the past, in the Vientiane Sect, many disciples compared Lin Qian with Liu Ming and discussed who the two bodies are stronger.

It's just that in the eyes of many inner disciples, Lin Qian's physical body may be much stronger than the ordinary Nirvana Soul Martial Artist.

But in the face of Liu Ming, who has also cultivated his physical body, his spirit characteristics have also strengthened his physical strength, I am afraid that he is not so powerful.

Lin Qian didn't answer, Lei Gan stepped forward for him: "Liu Ming, why is it different from what he said?

"Oh, isn't this why Lei? I heard that you lost to a Xing Yuan realm kid, and you didn't know how to recognize him as the boss. Originally I didn't believe it, the tenth genius in the inner sect, is this spineless?" Liu Ming touched the top of his bald head, showing his big yellow teeth, mocking Lei Qian wantonly.

Speaking of this, Liu Ming stretched out his arms and motioned to the people behind him: "Look carefully, there are still many of your original Benlei disciples who come to follow me."

Looking at the people behind Liu Ming, Lei Gan had indeed discovered that there were many people who were originally running the mine.

"Well-hearted and dog-hearted, Brother Lei would want to share something with us for whatever benefits he got. They actually..."

"Forget it, I knew it for a long time, why be angry?" The dozens of disciples remaining in the Ben Lei Department sighed and shook their heads.

"Besides, it hasn't arrived at noon, and the challenge hasn't started. I want to change the location and method. The rules are like this. How can I say that it is a contradiction?" Bald Liu Ming smiled, seeming to mock Lei Gan.

Lei Gan was waiting to say something, Lin Qian suddenly raised his hand to stop him from speaking.

Immediately afterwards, Lin Qian stepped forward and stared at the bald head opposite: "Let's talk, how to compare?"

Looking at the young man who came forward, Liu Ming knew that the other party should be Lin Qian.

"Very simple, group battle." Liu Ming grinned and pointed his finger upwards, "There is still half an hour from noon. Before again, how many people can come."

"Despicable!" Lei Gan couldn't help shouting when he heard Liu Ming's test method.

Group battle is a special way of competition. In fact, Liu Ming changed the competition platform to the 36th battlefield arena, and Lei Gan vaguely guessed the opponent's goal.

As the name suggests, group battle is a way of competition between two parties in a melee. The number of participants of the two parties is generally determined by mutual agreement.

Because it is a challenge to compete for places in the Middle Ancient Relics, everything can only be decided by Liu Ming.

According to Liu Ming, before noon, the parties can call as many people as they want.

According to such rules, the situation is really unfavorable for Lin Qian.

As an inner disciple, Liu Ming ranks seventh in strength. There are naturally a lot of inner disciples who follow him. In addition to Lei Gan’s people from Ben Lei’s department, there are five or six hundred.

Just look at this arena, there are more than 300 people behind Liu Ming.

On the other hand, Lin Qian's side, including the Lei Department that Lei Gan followed, there were only dozens of people.

It’s only half an hour before noon, not to mention how many people can be called, time alone may not be enough.

"Lin Qian, you can call the **** from the outer door, there are so many people." Then, Liu Ming, who was opposite, laughed loudly, "The test can't hurt the opponent's life, but regardless of the disability, it's better to think about it. After you don't come, go back to the missing arm and broken leg."

"Why do you insult the outer disciple? It's just rubbish." Liu Ming's words changed Lin Qian's expression, "Have you never been outside?"

"It is because I have stayed that I know how much waste there is at the outside door!" Liu Ming curled his mouth, with an innocent look on his hands, "Sorry, I just like to tell the truth."

"Brother Liu, I'm here!" Suddenly, behind Lin Qian and the others, an extremely arrogant voice sounded.

Immediately afterwards, another group of people stepped onto the ring and walked directly into the Ben Lei Department and the others.

This far exceeded the number of people in the Lei Department, and abruptly crowded Lin Qian and the others.

This group of young people, led by Cunfa, deliberately bumped into Lei Gan when they passed by, and spoke contemptuously: "There is no father or mother, only **** who rely on grandpa."

After speaking, this person whistled and led the crowd away.

Lei Gan stood on the spot and trembled, his teeth rattled, staring at the man's back.

"You don't actually do it?" Lin Qian saw Lei Gan's face with a calm face.

Lei Gan took a deep breath and gritted his teeth and said, "Standing on the ring is equivalent to waiting for the competition to start. If I do, you will lose, the boss."

"And I didn't expect that Lei Kuo, who is ranked ninth in strength, would actually come to help him." Lei Gan stared at the young man who began to insult, his voice hoarse.

The young man with inch hair, wearing a purple robe, led more than two hundred people, smiled and walked over to Liu Ming, greeting each other.

Lei Kuo, this person Lin Qian knows, the grandson of Lei Qian's grandfather Lei Heng's second brother Lei Xiang.

"So it seems that the relationship between these brothers of the same race seems to be very poor." Lin Qian looked at Lei Gan who was full of anger, and thought silently.

"Are you Lin Qian?" Suddenly, there was a voice of inquiry from the other side, and Lin Qian looked up and saw that it was Lei Kuo.

Before Lin Qian could say anything, he saw Lei Kuo raise his chin and gloated, "I heard that your master Zhandi is about to die? Hahaha..."

As soon as Lei Kuo finished speaking, Lin Qian's face instantly became gloomy, and his eyes stared at him coldly.

"Why stare? If you beat my **** brother, you think you are really a **** young emperor? I'm!"

"But it depends on your master's name. When your master dies, what else do you rely on?"

"By the way, isn't it rumored that your master is going to die a long time ago? How come you are not dead?"

Lei Kuo chattered endlessly, Lin Qian just kept his face cold and didn't speak.

"Huh, counseling!" Seeing Lin Qian, Lei Kuo sneered and turned his head to chat with Liu Ming, waiting for the arrival of noon.

The killing intent filled Lin Qian's body.

Had it not been for Master Wei Wushuang, Lin Qian would have died long ago!

For Lin Qian, Wei Wushuang was his lifesaver, his mentor, and his reborn parents.

And this Lei Kuo actually dared to insult Wei Wushuang like this, and even said why his master did not hurry to die!

"This Lei Kuo waits for me to kill him, do you mind?" Lin Qian asked Lei Gan in a cold tone.

Lei Gan took a deep breath and grinned: "I will kill with the boss!"