Batian Martial Soul

Chapter 135
"I'll listen to you."

Ling Yixue stepped aside.

"Good! Good!"

Lin Ze looked at Ling Yixue and said in admiration: "The girl is so young, but she has such strength. If she can join the general's house near my town, it will be my luck, Lin Ze."

"The general is overwhelmed. If my junior brother joins, I will join."

Ling Yixue said lightly.

At this moment, everyone's eyes were on Ling Xiao.

There are jealousy, admiration, and envy in these gazes.

Ling Yixue, who is like an iceberg fairy, actually listens to someone like this, isn't that enviable?
In the crowd, there is a pair of vicious eyes.

These eyes belonged to Ling Feifei.

In fact, he and Ling Xiao didn't have any deep hatred at all.

It's just that he once pursued Ling Yixue wholeheartedly, now seeing Ling Yixue's attitude towards Ling Xiao, can he still not see anything?
He was on fire.

It's almost like it's about to explode.

He gritted his teeth fiercely, and touched a Dream Pill on his waist.

This is a special fantasy pill obtained from a ninja, which can make a warrior fall into a state of madness in a short period of time.

Not afraid of pain, strength surges.

He didn't want to use it at first, after all, he would lose his mind after using it, and he didn't know what he would do.

But now he plans to use it.

If Ling Xiao passed Lin Ze's assessment, he would defeat Ling Xiao, causing Ling Xiao to suffer a crushing defeat and lose face.

He slowly got up from the ground, and then retreated into the crowd, because he didn't want Ling Xiao and Ling Yixue to see him.

"The little brother is this girl's younger brother?"

Lin Ze asked with a smile.

"The younger generation has met General Lin, and has often heard of your prestige when we were young. Now I can see it with my own eyes. It is really my luck."

Ling Xiao doesn't know how to flatter. What he said is the truth.

Lin Ze is qualified to let him say such a thing.

In fact, regardless of Lin Ze's strength, he is a person Ling Xiao admires very much.

"Have you met General Ben?"

Lin Ze doesn't like flatterers very much, so his impression of Ling Xiao is unavoidable.

"The general may not remember. Many years ago, a little beggar was almost killed by a running carriage on the streets of Tianfeng City. Thanks to you, you threw the carriage aside and saved the little beggar's life."

Ling Xiao didn't know what Lin Ze was thinking, he just expressed his slightly excited mood.

"The little beggar can't be you?" Lin Ze asked in surprise.

"It's the junior!"

Ling Xiao said with some pride: "From that day on, the younger generation has thought about following General Lin to fight on the battlefield and resist foreign races. Today is finally the opportunity."

"Are you sure you can pass a hundred moves under Lin Chen's hands?" Lin Ze was very surprised. The aura of this young man was only at the peak of the fifth level of martial arts. Where did his confidence come from? Could it be that he was another pretentious person?
This is mainly due to the fact that Ling Xiao's template effect of the Mountain and River Wuhun is so good that even a master like Lin Ze can't see through his cultivation.

"That's not it."

Ling Xiao smiled and shook his head.

"Little brother, do you want to follow your senior sister into the town's general mansion? Well, your senior sister is a genius, so I can make an exception for her."

Lin Ze is not old and stubborn.

If Ling Yixue can be taken into the General's Mansion by the town, so what if he gets Ling Xiao?
"I am going to kill you!"

Just when Ling Xiao was about to speak again, the Ten Thousand King over there had escaped from the ice, and he yelled at Ling Yixue furiously.

"General, you seem to have misunderstood me. I mean, like senior sister, I don't want to fight brother Lin Chen. I just want to teach that king of ten thousand people a lesson, so that no one will say that there is no one in Tianfeng City."

Ling Xiao took the opportunity to say.

When he said this, Lin Ze was taken aback.

If Ling Yixue could defeat the King of Ten Thousand Kings, he could still accept it. After all, when Ling Yixue came to power, he had already seen how powerful this girl was.

But Ling Xiao...

To be honest, he really didn't see anything special about it.

"Little brother, whatever you do, you must do what you can."

Lin Ze smiled wryly, he thought Ling Xiao was trying to be strong.

"General Lin, junior brother is no weaker than me." Ling Yixue said.

"Oh?"

Lin Ze couldn't help showing a look of astonishment.

It shouldn't be false to make Ling Yixue say this.

"Well, you haven't said what your name is yet?"

"Junior Ling Xiao!"

"Ah! He is Ling Xiao!"

"Is that Ling Xiao who defeated Li Xinghui?"

"I've only heard of it, but I haven't seen it. I didn't expect it to be so young."

"It can't be wrong. I saw him make a move with my own eyes that day. His "Nine Turns Golden Body Art" and "Double Shadow Sword Art" are both terrifying."

After Ling Xiao reported his family name, everyone in the audience finally confirmed his identity.

Although some people thought he looked like Ling Xiao before, they were a bit afraid to confirm it.

"So you are Ling Xiao, the leader of the four sons of Tianfeng City? Alright, then I will kill you first, and then deal with that woman."

When the Ten Thousand King next to him heard Ling Xiao's name, he immediately became excited.

"Hehe, since both of you are willing to fight, let's try."

Lin Ze smiled, and finally changed his view of Ling Xiao completely.

If Ling Xiao's composure is not deliberately pretended, then this young man is terrifying.

Facing the peak fighters of the ninth level of martial arts, he didn't have the slightest timidity and fear, and his performance was still so calm and sophisticated.

This character alone is much stronger than many people.

Including many outstanding talents in the General's Mansion on the edge of his town, they are far from being able to compare with this child.

On the ring, Ling Xiao and Wan Wan Wang stood on their respective sides.

"Did you just say that there is no one in Tianfeng City?"

Ling Xiao asked.

"That's right!"

The king of all people replied.

"You said that the warriors in Tianfeng City are all trash?"

"Yes, I said that too!"

"Then what's the matter with you losing to Senior Sister Yixue?" Ling Xiao asked coldly.

"That was just an accident. I underestimated the enemy and didn't use my real ability." The Wanwang said again.

"It's really shameless. Our warriors in Tianfeng City are trash if they lose, and you underestimate the enemy if you lose?"

Ling Xiao sneered and said, "Okay, then I'll give you a chance to use your real skills. What if you lose to me again?"

"Losing to you? Impossible!"

The king of all people laughed.

"What if we lose?"

"If I lose, I will apologize to all the fighters in Tianfeng City in public!" Wan Wan Wang said to himself.

"Okay, I hope you can keep your promise."

Ling Xiao smiled slightly, and then put on a posture.

Brilliant!
Facing the king of ten thousand people, Ling Xiao didn't even use advanced martial arts, but used the most common basic martial arts!

look down on me?

The king of all people is angry!

The warriors watching the excitement in the audience were also stunned, they didn't expect Ling Xiao to underestimate the enemy so much.

In fact, did Ling Xiao underestimate the enemy?

not at all!
Man Niu Jin's basic martial arts, he has already cultivated to the realm of perfection!

Its power is comparable to the realm of high-level martial arts mastery!
And combined with "Niu Mo Gong", the power of this set of basic martial arts is comparable to the perfection of advanced martial arts!

The scariest thing is not these.

The most frightening thing is that Ling Xiao learned how to use soul power from the finger of terror.

Therefore, this soul power was applied to the transformation of Man Niu Jin.

Man Niu Jin is originally a martial art without fixed moves.

After such a transformation, although the power of this bullshit is still not comparable to that of the terrifying finger, it is no worse than the entry-level top-level martial arts.

(End of this chapter)