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Chapter 202 Winning the Competition
The dark clouds that hadn't dissipated in the sky gathered again, and a thunderbolt struck straight at Song Minglang's head.

Just when he was about to hit, Song Minglang came to his senses, turned over and dodged.

Lin Xiaoyu felt a little regretful: "I actually escaped!"

Song Minglang got up from the ground in embarrassment, and looked at Lin Xiaoyu in surprise: "You, how do you know our Summoning Thunder Jue?"

"Let's learn and use now?" Although Lin Xiaoyu was able to summon wind, cloud, thunder and lightning after inheriting the dragon king's spiritual power, he did imitate Song Minglang's movements in the move just now.

He also thought that if it didn't work, he would call Thunder and Lightning directly instead of fixing those false ones, but he didn't expect to succeed in one fell swoop.

"How is it possible?" Song Minglang's eyes widened. It took him a week to barely learn Zhao Lei Jue, but Lin Xiaoyu learned it after just one glance!
He was not the only one who was shocked, everyone in Xuanmen present was also surprised.

Especially Song Duan's eyes changed when he looked at Lin Xiaoyu. He suddenly felt that proposing this competition might be a huge mistake.

When Xiao Xiaoer saw Lin Xiaoyu summoning thunder and lightning, he twisted his body very happily to celebrate.

"Yeah, Lord Xiaoyu is awesome, Lord Xiaoyu is the best!" Xiao Yi said.

"It's a pity that Master Xiaoyu's lightning did not hit that annoying guy." Xiao Er said regretfully.

Lin Xiaoyu waved to Song Minglang: "Before you admit defeat, the game must continue!"

Song Minglang gritted his teeth angrily: "Don't be arrogant!"

His hands flicked across the void, as if he had drawn a spell. Lin Xiaoyu could see it clearly, and imitated Song Minglang's movements and drew a spell.

The figures of the two people instantly became blurry, just like the waves of microwaves, and only illusory double images could be seen.

"This young man has learned the Phantom Curse of our Taoism again!" The old man beside Song Duan exclaimed, "This young man is really a genius!"

Song Duan just wants to say one thing to this person, please stop, I regret it to death!

If he was not greedy for the Sapphire Snake, but directly threw an olive branch at Lin Xiaoyu, maybe Lin Xiaoyu would give him some favors and choose to join Taoism.

But with the current development, Lin Xiaoyu will never join Xuanmen again!

Also shocked was Song Hao who was hiding in the dark!

He didn't know Lin Xiaoyu's strength, he only knew that this young man should be a very strong person. When he saw that Lin Xiaoyu had learned the Taoist Summoning Thunder Jue and Phantom Curse just by looking at it, he was as shocked as Song Duan Regret in my heart.

He finally understood why his ancestor chose Lin Xiaoyu, probably for this reason!
There was a loud noise from the arena, it was the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground.

Everyone stared intently, only to see Song Minglang fall on the ring in embarrassment.

Lin Xiaoyu stood there intact, clapped his hands and asked, "How is it? Do you admit defeat?"

"You're dreaming, so I won't admit defeat!" Song Minglang got up from the ground. Under the effect of the Phantom Curse, outsiders didn't see their fight. Only he knew how many fists Lin Xiaoyu had received at that moment just now.

Not only that, Lin Xiaoyu also secretly learned their Xuanmen's Thunder Summoning Technique and Phantom Curse. If he used Xuanmen's spells again, it would only make Lin Xiaoyu learn more.

So, he gave up and rushed towards Lin Xiaoyu with his fists raised.

Song Duan cursed angrily in his heart, this idiot, even if he can't deal with it with strange skills, how could he take advantage of it with bare hands?
Sure enough, facing the unarmed Song Minglang, Lin Xiaoyu only used two moves to kick him off the ring.

"I'm sorry, you lost!" Lin Xiaoyu stood on the ring and compared to Xiao Xiaoer, and he won!

The air seemed to have frozen, and there was silence.

No one even went to take care of Song Minglang who fell on the ground. Only one thought ran through his mind: Song Minglang actually lost!

Song Duan fell down on the chair and clenched his right hand into a fist. How could he lose?

"What just happened?"

"Am I dazzled? Song Minglang, unexpectedly, lost!"

"Oh, let me go, I bet 1 yuan on him!"

"Idiot, it's not about the 1 yuan now. If Song Minglang loses, our Wind and Fire Seal will be given to others!"

Lin Xiaoyu clapped his hands and turned to look at Song Duan: "Master Song, the victory or defeat has been decided, you can announce the result!"

Song Duan's face was very ugly, and he glanced at Song Minglang, who was lying on the ground, clutching his chest and gasping for air. His voice was almost squeezed out from between his teeth.

"I declare that Lin Xiaoyu wins today's competition!"

"Yeah!" Lin Xiaoyu said yes with both hands, jumped off the ring, walked to the front of the table and began counting the winnings.

Song Yang and Song Qian were petrified standing next to them. They really just sponsored 100 yuan out of kindness. They really didn't expect Lin Xiaoyu to win!
Lin Xiaoyu pointed out 5000 yuan to them: "We agreed to pay fifty for each, and this is five thousand!"

Song Yang and Song Qian were at a loss, not knowing whether to reach out or refuse.

Lin Xiaoyu laughed: "What? No more money for friendship sponsorship?"

Some cold sweat broke out on Song Yang's forehead: "Mr. Lin, you are embarrassing us!"

With so many eyes staring at them, if they took the money today, they would probably be scolded to death by poking their spines!
Lin Xiaoyu glanced at everyone: "What's the matter? Betting is something you can do as you like, and I didn't force you to bet on me. You donated 100 yuan for friendship. Is there anything wrong with my fulfilling my promise? Does anyone have an opinion?"

Others didn't dare to say anything, as anything they said at this time would make people think they were being preoccupied.

So smart people will choose to shut up at this time.

Song Duan said in a low voice: "Song Yang and Song Qian, take it for you, don't let Mr. Lin's kindness go down."

Hearing what Song Duan said, Song Yang and Song Qian accepted the 5000 yuan.

Xiao Er climbed out and bit a bag and came back. Lin Xiaoyu put all the cash into the bag and put the bank card directly into his pocket. Not bad, not bad, today is a good harvest!
After packing all the money, Lin Xiaoyu looked up at Song Duan: "Patriarch Song, since I have won the competition, should you fulfill your promise and hand over the Xuanmen Fenghuo Seal to me?"

Song Duan's complexion is a bit ugly, it can be said that everyone in Xuanmen has a bit ugly complexion.

Xuanmen Fenghuoyin is the most precious treasure of Xuanmen, but now it is going to be handed over to others?How can this kind of thing be allowed?

But before the competition, it had been agreed that the Fenghuoyin became a bet, and now that Lin Xiaoyu won, if they didn't take out the Fenghuoyin, it would be backtracking.

Song Duan clasped his hands together: "Mr. Lin, Fenghuoyin is the most precious treasure of our Taoism. Can you discuss it, and we can exchange it with other treasures?"

Lin Xiaoyu held his hands and nodded very straightforwardly: "Okay!"

Song Duan was overjoyed, and quickly asked, "What does Mr. Lin want? Money or treasure?"

Lin Xiaoyu pointed at him: "I want your position as the head of the Xuanmen family!"

(End of this chapter)