I, Rabbit, make inventions!

Among the ruins, Xiao Hei rode on the "God Slayer" and stood on the ground with one foot, confronting Mei Feipeng.

Xiao Hei's chest heaved and he gasped hard, his face was a little pale, there was a trace of blood on the corner of his mouth, his lips were tightly pressed, his eyes looked at Mei Feipeng coldly, extremely unwilling.

And Mei Feipeng looked much more relaxed.

Obviously, Mei Feipeng won.

Ling Xi's heart tightened: "Xiao Hei!"

His small furnace was injured!

Ling Xi wanted to rush forward to help Xiao Hei, but Xiao Hei said stubbornly, "I don't need your help!"

Mei Feipeng stood opposite, cupped his fists from a distance and said, "I'm sorry, Fellow Daoist Ling!"

Ling Xi is going to die of anger!

His Xiao Hei is his treasure!

Usually, Xiao Hei is always bullied by his bad temper, Ling Xi is also reluctant to let Xiao Hei suffer the slightest grievance!

As a result, this person surnamed Mei knew that his cultivation was crushing Xiao Hei, and he used the big to bully the small, but he was still so unrestrained!

Xiao Hei wiped the blood on the corner of his lips viciously, stepped down from the "God Slayer" with a long leg, raised his right hand and grabbed the "God Slayer" with a slam.

That appearance made Ling Xi think of little wolf cub.

I feel so sorry for his little black wolf cub.

Ling Xi stuffed a healing pill into Xiao Hei's mouth, patted his head, and comforted him: "Go and rest, brother will beat him up for you."

Xiao Hei was surprisingly quiet, retreating back without saying a word.

Ling Xi flexed his wrist, looked at Mei Feipeng, with a smirk on his lips.

Mei Feipeng: "..."

Mei Feipeng had an ominous premonition.

Sure enough, when he just had this idea, Ling Xi had already moved!

His speed was so fast that it turned into an afterimage, Mei Feipeng only felt a pain on his cheek, and there was a burning sensation in an instant.

Immediately afterwards, he was punched again, this punch was so powerful that Mei Feipeng fell to the ground and rolled twice.

This was not enough, there was another sudden attack on the face, which broke Mei Feipeng's nose.

In just a few breaths, he was punched and kicked in many places on his body.

He is a monk in the late stage of Jindan, and he can't even resist!

He can only be beaten like a mortal scholar with no power to restrain a chicken.

For a moment, Mei Feipeng wondered if he was not a late Jindan cultivator at all, but just an ordinary person.

When Ling Xi had had enough beatings and felt refreshed, she finally stopped.

Looking at Mei Feipeng again, his nose was bruised and his face was swollen, his hair was disheveled, his face was covered with blood, and he lay motionless on the ground like a dead dog.

Onlookers: "..."

What the hell is this!

Street gangsters fighting?

Still beating sandbags!

Too violent!

How can there be a cultivator at the Jindan stage who beat someone with such brute force directly!

Shouldn't it be a competition of spells? !

It's not a body repairer who specializes in physical training on the southern mainland!

And according to the information everyone got, Ling Xi is obviously a master of refining weapons and runes, right?

The monks who are good at forging weapons and runes are almost all focused on their specialties, and they don't pay attention to fighting!

His fighting power shouldn't be this strong!

After Ling Xi beat him up, he stood there as if he hadn't moved at all, with a smile still on his face.

Everyone who was watching couldn't help but shudder in their hearts.

Mei Feipeng, who was lying on the ground, moved his body slightly. After a while, he groaned and wriggled with difficulty. He wanted to sit up, but his whole body seemed to be falling apart, and he couldn't move at all.

Ling Xi clapped her hands easily, and said with a smile: "Oh, I haven't done anything for a long time, and I couldn't control it all of a sudden. I'm really sorry, Fellow Daoist Mei."

Mei Feipeng: "..."

Out of control?

I believe you asshole!

This is obviously intentional, okay?

It's also in the late stage of Jindan, it's embarrassing for him to be beaten like this, okay!

This Ling Xi is so perverted that she is not human!

If he had known this, he would not have provoked Xiao Hei.

Just to experience that "God Slayer" motorcycle for himself, he regretted being beaten like this!

The referee hurried forward and announced that Ling Xi had won the match.

Seeing Mei Feipeng's appearance, several medical practitioners deployed in this battlefield showed a horrible expression, and hurriedly carried Mei Feipeng away.

When they left, they gave Ling Xi a look of fear.

On the ranking screen wall in the center of the battlefield, Ling Xi's name rose to the fifth place.

At the end of the game, the audience exited the arena, discussing non-stop excitedly.

And Ling Xi pulled his own small stove to feel his pulse, and after confirming that Xiao Hei's injury was not serious, he led his people out through the dedicated passage.

Before the match was over, it had already attracted the attention of Baitang Kingdom's royal family.

In the main hall of the Baitang Palace, the eyes of the lord and more than 20 other ministers all fell on the magic mirror placed in the center.

The image in the magic mirror is the scene of Xiao Hei riding the "God Slayer" motorcycle and fighting Bao Liquan in the early stage of Jindan, and the second contest with another early Jindan monk, and the scene of Ling Ling just now. The scene where Xi personally shot.

Everyone has serious faces.

Lord Shi Hong raised his chin and said, "What do you think?"

A gray-haired monk below immediately stood up and said loudly: "My lord, we can't let him go on like this! The destructive power of that 'God Slayer' is too strong!"Three of our battlefields have been destroyed! "

Another middle-aged monk said: "We can continue to observe and observe."

As soon as he said this, he was opposed.

"Who knows if Ling Xi has a second 'God Slayer'? If he rides one himself in the next competition, with the strength of his half-step Nascent Soul, you don't even think about how powerful it is. ever?"

"The selection meeting does not count life or death. Once the competition starts, according to the rules, no one can control the battlefield. This is the rule of a first-class country, and even the country's leader cannot intervene."

"Now it seems that Ling Xi is not a cruel person, but who can guarantee that someone will provoke him without a long look."

"Let's not talk about his 'God Slayer' for now, but just say that he is already in the stage of conceiving a baby and crossing the catastrophe. With such a cultivation level, do you think any of the contestants this time can beat him?"

The ministers: "...no one."

"Just now, he has already relied on his own strength to beat that late Jindan cultivator so helplessly! According to the news from the battlefield, it is said that the injury on the boy surnamed Mei will take a year or two to recuperate. full recovery."

"We can't afford to lose any of Baitang's young monks participating in the conference!"

All the people present were arguing.

"This kind of heaven-defying magic weapon will not be so easy to refine! Maybe he doesn't have a second one at all!"

"I have seen countless battle images of Ji Xiaohei. The 'God Slayer' is not as easy to control as we have seen. Ling Xi may not be able to control it at all."

But then someone said: "There is still a warship parked outside the city gate!"

This sentence silenced everyone present.

Thinking of the huge battleship, they all felt a lot of pressure.

Although they haven't obtained the detailed information of the battleship, the news from various sources let them know that the battleship is a powerful monster.

This also directly shows one thing, that is, Lingtucheng, or Lingxi, has a level of refining weapons that has surpassed their imagination.

No one knows what dangerous battle magic weapon Ling Xi can refine.

After a long time, the lord Shi Hong sat up straight and said, "Then vote."

-

While Ling Xi praised her small stove vigorously, she comforted him at the same time. When she led him out of the arena, she was stopped halfway.

There were two people who came, and one of them was a familiar face, Lin Puyu who just met a few days ago.

With a smile on her face, Lin Puyu cupped her fists and said, "Master Ling, please take a step to speak."

Ling Xi was noncommittal, it was expected that Lin Puyu would come to the door, he looked at the middle-aged male cultivator beside Lin Puyu, and asked, "Who is this senior—?"

Lin Puyu introduced: "This is Director Shi walking in front of His Majesty."

This Director Shi is also a late-stage Golden Core cultivator, Ling Xi bowed to him, "I have seen Director Shi."

Manager Shi's attitude was rather easy-going, he just said: "Young Master Ling, you don't need to be polite, please go this way."

Ling Xi simply took Xiao Hei and followed them away.

Anyway, with so many people watching, what is he afraid of?

There are supervisors from a first-class country here, does the Baitang royal family dare to deal with the contestants blatantly?

In the resplendent palace of the royal family, the maids presented all kinds of delicacies one after another.

Ling Xi was allowed to sit on the main seat.

"What?!" Ling Xi's eyes widened in surprise.

Hearing Manager Shi's words, he wondered if his ears were not working properly.

"You want me out of the game?!"

"why?!"

This has just ended the knockout round, and there are still several rounds to come!

He just rose to No.5 on the leaderboard!

Two places away from his top three goals!

Director Shi coughed and said, "This is what the Lord wants. We will give Mr. Ling the corresponding benefits."

Ling Xi said: "Then I don't have too many requests, first get my name to No.3 on the leaderboard."

Director Shi: "..."

Ling Xi narrowed his eyes, "What? Can't do it? Then it seems that I'd better continue to compete, and it's better to fight by myself."

joke!

His purpose of coming to the elite selection conference is to be on the leaderboard and become famous!

What's the point of not letting him compete?

Lin Puyu smoothed things over and said: "Young Master Ling, our Hunyuan Sword Sect welcomes you to join. Even if you don't participate in the follow-up competitions or are not on the leaderboard, you can still practice together with other disciples in the Hunyuan Sect!"

Isn't this equivalent to opening the back door?

Is there such a good thing?

Hunyuan Sword Sect is one of the best sects in Baitang Kingdom.

No matter how many people want to get in, they can't get in!

Ling Xi said thoughtfully: "Mr. Lin, have you taken a fancy to my 'God Slayer' motorcycle?"

In fact, Ling Xi also knew that his reputation in the past few days far surpassed the monks participating in the third-class countries in those powerful countries.

Xiao Tianyu from Liuyan Country, Su Ziming from Moyu Country, even if they are ranked first and second in the rankings, they are far less topical than Ling Xi.

But people rely on their strength to become famous, while Ling Xi relies on his Xiao Hei and the "God Slayer" motorcycle.

But Ling Xi didn't know yet, after the moment when he hanged and beat Mei Feipeng with his bare hands, his violent metamorphosis had spread throughout Baitang City.

Lin Puyu was also calm, nodded and said: "I really admire the 'God Slayer' refined by Mr. Ling. If possible, I would like to ask Mr. Ling to help me refine one."

"Also, I personally have a feeling for refining weapons. I heard of Mr. Ling's name a long time ago, and I have never lied about the fact that I have been fascinated by Mr. Ling for a long time."

"I like the spirit rabbit game machine you made very much, I hope..."

Saying this, Lin Puyu also took out a spirit rabbit game console from her ring, with undisguised admiration in her eyes, "I hope to have a discussion with Mr. Ling on the art of refining weapons."

Huh?

Ling Xi was surprised.

From the looks of it, Lin Puyu really knew her very early on, didn't she?

Jin Kingdom and Baitang Kingdom are separated by tens of thousands of waters, and this Lin Puyu actually bought the Lingtu game console!

Xiao Hei glanced at Lin Puyu, and snorted unhappily.

How dare he covet his little rabbit!

The deity's fist is not so easy to mess with!

But when Xiao Hei thought that his current cultivation was only in the late stage of Foundation Establishment, his brows became tangled, and his face became even darker.

He pursed his lips tightly, and abnormally did not speak to Lin Puyu.

At this time, Director Shi interjected: "Mr. Ling, you are the proud son of heaven. With your ability, even if you don't come to participate in the elite selection meeting, you will be famous in Dongyan sooner or later."

"Shi took the liberty to ask, what is the purpose of Mr. Ling coming to Baitang City?"

"If Shi can help, I will do my best!"

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