Establishing the Immortal Clan from Simulation

Lin Zichen was speechless.

The second level of the post-natal realm was not worth mentioning to him now, but the other party used the name of the young master of the Wang family to challenge him, the young master of the Lin family.

If he disagreed, it would undoubtedly bring shame to the Lin family.

Although he was low-key, it did not mean that he had to be low-key when others bullied him at his doorstep.

"In that case, then this young master will..."

Just when Lin Zichen was about to accept Wang Jinglun's challenge.

Suddenly.

A series of young voices rang out in the store.

"Hehe, what cats and dogs are qualified to challenge my young master of the Lin family?"

"That's right, I've been listening outside the door for a while. I really don't know how you, a 19-year-old post-natal second level trash, have the nerve to challenge our young master."

"You are so shameless."

As he said, more than a dozen young figures strode in, looking at the young master of the Wang family not far away, and immediately sneered.

Although the purpose of their trip was similar to Wang Jinglun's,

They all came to challenge Lin Zichen.

However, their challenge was their business, and it was the Lin family's own internal business.

And Wang Jinglun was just an outsider, why did he challenge their Lin family's young master?

With his young master's age of three years, his cultivation was only at the second level of the post-natal realm?

In this regard, Lin Zitao and others were obviously very disdainful.

"You."

Lin Zitao and his group had more than a dozen people, and one sentence from each person was enough to make Wang Jinglun unable to speak back, which made him a little crazy.

"What do you mean you and us? If you want to challenge my Lin family's young master, you must pass us first."

"At that time, the young master defeated the nine of us who joined forces with his own strength. We will not bully you. As long as you can also defeat us, we will not stop you from challenging the young master."

"Not bad."

"Agree."

The young men talked to each other and directly put Wang Jinglun on the stand.

After all, it was a fact that Lin Zichen won against nine people alone. It was reasonable for him to set such a prerequisite if he wanted to challenge the young master.

Now, after hearing what Lin Zitao and others said.

Those who were attracted by the noise here nodded and started to discuss.

"I think there is nothing wrong with what the younger generation of the Lin family said. Otherwise, today, the Wang family and the Li family will challenge the young master of the Lin family. Will he stop practicing?"

"I think the younger generation's words are a bit too much. What do you mean they are not qualified to challenge the young master of the Lin family? After all, he is at the second level of the post-natal realm. Is there any problem in challenging the young master of the Lin family who is also at the second level of the post-natal realm?"

"Hehe, let's put aside the facts, right? Do you know how big the gap in strength is when a genius has one more year of practice time? After three more years of practice, he is still at the same realm as others. It's embarrassing to say it out."

"That's right, that's right."

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The discussion of the crowd made the young master of the Wang family look dark.

At this point, the arrow has been on the string and has to be shot.

If he retreats because of this, the reputation of the Wang family will be ruined.

"Okay, since you are looking for abuse, I will fulfill your wish."

As he said this, Wang Jinglun took the lead and stepped out of the store door and walked towards the ring in the center of the square.

In this Tianwu Continent where martial arts are respected.

Almost every city has a large number of rings to facilitate the city's martial artists to compete or resolve conflicts.

Of course, the ring is not used whenever you want.

According to the different levels of cultivation, a certain amount of money needs to be paid to the forces behind the ring.

And post-natal warriors like Lin Zitao and Wang Jinglun can fight in the ring as long as they pay one or two silver coins.     Soon, both sides paid enough money and boarded the ring together.

At this time, there were already a large number of people under the ring, and there were many warriors outside the square who had just received the news and hurried over.

There were old and young people standing there, full of spectators.

"Hey, it's really the young master of the Wang family and the young people of the Lin family. I didn't expect them to quarrel. Now there will be a good show to watch."

"Hehe, the Wang family and the Lin family are the two largest spiritual medicine families in our Qingfeng City. If they compete, we will be blessed."

"Okay, don't dream about your grand dreams. You want the two families to fight each other for this little conflict. Do you really think it's a child's game?"

"I heard a long time ago that the young master of the Wang family was not satisfied with the young master of the Lin family suppressing him. I didn't expect it to be true. It's a pity that the young master of the Lin family didn't play. Otherwise, we can see the peak showdown of the young generation of my Qingfeng City."

"Don't worry, when the group of young people from the Lin family lose, it will naturally be the turn of the young master of the Lin family to play."

"That's right."

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The people present talked one after another, and the noisy voices resounded throughout the square.

However, this did not affect the people on the ring.

At this time, both sides were ready to fight.

"The battle begins."

At the order of the defender, Wang Jinglun took the lead.

The aura of the peak of the second level of the Back Heaven Realm was fully demonstrated at this moment, and the powerful aura filled every corner of the ring.

"Overlord Fist."

With a low roar, Wang Jinglun used a Back Heaven Level Fist that he had practiced since childhood and had reached the state of great success. The surging fist mixed with true energy killed Lin Zitao and others.

"I want to see, what strength do you, a group of ninth level minions in the Body Refining Realm, have to dare to stop me?"

Wang Jinglun's face was ferocious.

He had no intention of holding back in this punch.

If a ninth-level body refinement realm cultivator was hit by this punch, he would be crippled if not dead.

Unfortunately, there are not so many ifs in the world.

Facing Wang Jinglun's full-strength attack, Lin Zitao and others did not dare to underestimate him.

They looked at each other, and without hesitation, they all burst out with all their cultivation.

The first level of the acquired realm, the first level of the acquired realm, and the first level of the acquired realm.

A full nine auras of the first level of the acquired realm bloomed above the ring, and various martial arts burst out in the hands of the young men. In the shocked eyes of countless people, they all rushed towards Wang Jinglun.

Boom.

As a muffled sound rang in everyone's ears, a figure flew backwards and fell heavily to the ground.

A closer look revealed that it was Wang Jinglun, the young master of the Wang family.

He lost.

"Hiss, the first level of the acquired realm, all of them are the first level of the acquired realm. How did the Lin family cultivate so many geniuses?"

"No wonder Lin Zitao and others dared to come forward even though they knew that Wang Jinglun had the second level of the acquired realm. It turns out that they are no longer the ninth level of the body refining realm."

"I admit that what I said just now was too loud."

"Incredible, really incredible, how can a third-rate family whose strongest warrior is only the innate realm warrior cultivate so many proud children of heaven, did they really get some great opportunity?"

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For a moment, the eyes of many onlookers flickered.

Then, they turned around and left this place at the same time.

Disappeared in the crowd.