My apprentice is by no means sick

Chapter 68

Ling Kun was not in a hurry, but listened to the discussions of the people nearby.

"Win again, aren't you tired after winning four consecutive victories?"

"Is this your first time here?

Every time he came on stage, he didn't play six or seven games and never stepped down.

He is also a rookie, and he won the title of Jade-faced Tyrannosaurus in less than five days, and he is afraid that he will be on the list in a short time. "

"So strong!

Which class is he in? "

"Look at the badge, it's from the orange class of the second year.

However, I heard that his cultivation base is only golden core, but before he rubbed a third-year Nascent Soul on the ground, that scene was tsk tsk tsk..."

"Hi~
Why isn't this kind of monster a member of Red Orange Squad? "

"Oh, I heard that he beat up their Dharma instructor and put on shoes.

This is exclusive information, so don't go out and talk about it, I don't want to be missed. "

……

It seems that this person has a lot of stories, and Ling Kun didn't continue to listen.

Seeing that no one was playing, he jumped onto the ring.

According to the rules, this should mean that the challenge has already begun.

Qingyang seemed a little displeased to see the man on stage dressed in Confucianism.

"Why is there such a bitch here?"

The veins on Ling Kun's forehead were throbbing, this mouth is really...

Also, you are not qualified to say anything about others just because of your appearance.

Ling Kun didn't care about him out of the mentality of an elder, but just looked at him like that.

As the two sides finished their preparations, Qingyang gave a loud shout:
"coming!"

pedal——

He leaned forward, his fist was covered with a little spiritual energy, and he punched Ling Kun's abdomen!

Everyone in the audience saw a black line crossing, followed by a muffled bang, an incredible scene happened!

Ling Kun still stood where he was, but Qingyang was thrown upside down by the shock, his hands gripping the ground tightly, and four deep ravines appeared on his limbs from Ling Kun to the edge of the ring.

If it wasn't for Qingyang's quick reaction, he would have been blown out of the ring by now.

He looked at Ling Kun a little puzzled, but more excited.

The punch just now was like hitting a barbed iron plate, and the backlash made his heart and lungs tremble even more, bringing him a different kind of excitement spontaneously.

"This tortoise shell is really interesting!" He stood up and patted his dusty clothes, posing again.

Ling Kun really wanted to seal his mouth, but he didn't know how he managed to survive till now with his mouth open.

"Come again!" Qingyang roared and attacked again.

The speed was faster than before, and the spiritual power in his hand condensed a little, and the phantom of vigor emerged secretly.

He dodged in front of Ling Kun, bent down, arched his hands, and after finishing charging, his heavy punch hit Ling Kun's side with the sound of piercing through the air!
boom! ! !
Accompanied by a loud noise, a strong airflow centered on the two of them rushed out, forcefully forcing out the protective circle.

There was an uproar outside the arena, and everyone was feeling the power of this punch.

boom -

A figure flew out backwards and hit the formation heavily.

pat!

The man fell from the protective formation, his entire right hand was red.

Qingyang wanted to get up but vomited blood, and her brain was numb from the shock.

Ling Kun still stood on the field with his usual expression, as if everything was expected.

He specially restrained the dragon scale's shock, otherwise, the first attack of this hard-core style of physical training would have broken his hand.

"I'll go, the Jade-faced Tyrannosaurus is out of the ring!"

"Are you blind? Did someone do anything?"

"Where did this monster come from? How did it do it!"

"Pinch me to see if I'm dreaming?"

"Stop, stop, stop pinching, you're going to die!"

"Look at the token on that man's waist."

"What is this Teemo?
Why can the day class of the first grade beat the Jade-faced Tyrannosaurus! "

"What cultivation level is he?"

"Just now I remembered that he was on the third floor of Foundation Establishment."

"Blind your titanium alloy dog ​​eyes, take a closer look."

"My god, why is this a golden core!"

"What's going on here? I just saw that it was also based on Foundation Establishment!"

"By the way, do you believe that there is a golden elixir period in the day class of the first grade?"

"I don't believe it, I don't believe it even if I am killed."

"Would this person have offended someone?"

"I don't know. They have only been admitted to the hospital for two days. The ghost knows what happened."

"Look, what is that first grader going to do?"

"Isn't it? He got the gong!"

"I'll go! He's going to hit two at a time!"

There are rules in the qualifying battle, and the rings are arranged with two red and yellow gongs.

Knocking the yellow gong means fighting ten games in a row. If one loses one game, all the points won before will be given to the winner. If all ten games are won, the points will be doubled.

Knocking the red gong means that you can leapfrog the challenge. As for how many levels you go, it depends on how many times the person knocks.

Ling Kun is not greedy either, he will never retreat in ten battles with one blow of the yellow gong!

thump—

Ten beats of the red gong to fight the Nascent Soul!
Boom—boom...

The whole audience was watching, all of them were stunned.

Half of them felt that he was reckless, half of them admired his courage, and half of them couldn't understand his behavior.

Qingyang did not leave to treat the injury on his hand, but looked at Ling Kun with bright eyes, and he threw away the gong that had already been knocked.

It's night outside, but the long night is long and most people don't want to sleep.

Someone in the arena wanted to see who this ignorant person was even after the news of the ten gongs came out.

The number of people in the qualifying field is increasing, and people flocking to enter the place in an orderly manner under the leadership of the managers.

From time to time, I can hear people shouting "Xianlu, fruit brew, boiled water, melon seeds, watermelon, popcorn..." and the like.

Even those who wanted to fight Ling Kun on the stage were temporarily suppressed, and they had to wait for someone to enter the stage before letting them in.

The corner of Ling Kun's mouth twitched. The management mentor here is definitely a business genius. It's a pity for Ling Kun to be the mentor.

I don't know if they thought there were enough people or for some other reason, someone was finally released.

The person who came was Faxiu, holding a whisk in his hand.

He made a salutation, "Poverty Taoist Mansion, Taoist Jiyun.

Now the purple class of the third grade of the college belongs to the tenth place in the list, and I am here to ask for advice. "

When Ling Kun heard that it was someone from the Tianshi Mansion, he became a little interested.

I heard that celestial masters are very popular now, but I haven't tried how the inheritance is.

He remembered that there was also a man who called himself Tianshi Mansion in Shenhuo Kingdom.

Ling Kun nodded in response.

Ji Yun took out the talismans with a smile, and picked out a few without haste.

Ling Kun didn't stop him, he knew what this man was up to even just by looking at him.

"Please!"

Ji Yun suddenly shouted loudly.

"Hundred soldiers and ghosts!"

Call ~
A strange black wind blew past, and many people shivered.

"It's coming, it's Ji Yun's magic stick's invisible trick."

"Guess who will win?"

"Nonsense, it must be Jiyun!

Then all the ghost soldiers and ghosts can't defend against it.

The terrible thing is that even the spiritual power covering the whole body can be beaten, which is really weird. "

"There's nothing wrong with it. I had a fight with him, and since then I've been punched suddenly in my dreams. Damn, it's too weird."

……

Ling Kun shook his head secretly, thinking that there would be some measurement, but it turned out that it was a small trick like using ghost soldiers.

Speaking of which, since when did Yin Division have anything to do with Taoism?
The ghost soldier borrowed it if he said so!
(End of this chapter)