Ling Jiao walked down the field angrily, which meant that Ling Jiao had lost.?

Now only Ling Fei, Ling Hua, Ling Zhen and Ling Yufeng are left in the field. They are not very familiar with the former two Ling Fei. They only know that they are children of the second and third uncles, but Ling Yufeng is an "old friend". At first, Ling Fei was a little surprised, but he didn't expect to meet him here.

The head of the Ling Zhan clan said: "There are only four of you left in the field. According to the annual competition, it should be a melee. Due to Ling Jiao's withdrawal, our clan decided to change to a two-way battle. What do you think?" The solemn voice contained an undeniable meaning. This was not something Ling Zhan did on purpose. It was just that as the head of the clan, the necessary conditions were indispensable.

But just as Ling Zhan finished speaking, Ling Fei said, "Captain Ling Zhan, Ling Fei has a request."

Ling Zhan was a little surprised. He said it clearly. The little guy actually had a request and asked curiously: "What request?"

Ling Fei looked deliberate and harmless, and replied: "It's too troublesome to fight with two people. I want the three of them to join together, how about it?"

hiss!

Countless young girls were shocked and whispered. It was already rare to change from melee to battle. He actually had to use one-on-three. The head of Ling Zhan smiled and nodded. It was obvious that Ling Fei's words made him satisfied. Ling Wei and Yan Xiru in the audience were also shocked. Obviously, they did not expect Ling Fei to do this. Although Ling Fei was a little arrogant, all they heard from his tone was self-confidence.

Ling Hua and Ling Zhen are both Duan Xuan Kings, but Ling Yufeng is just Duan Xuan Kings. Although the three of them are not Ling Fei's opponents when fighting alone, the ending of the three of them together will be different.

Hearing Ling Fei's words, Ling Hua's expression was thoughtful. Ling Zhen snorted lightly, Ling Yufeng's face turned blue and purple, constantly changing, obviously thinking that Ling Fei had disdain for him.

The head of the Ling Zhan snorted twice, and the people in the audience suddenly became silent. They looked at Ling Fei and asked, "One to one-on-three, if you lose, you will be considered as failure. Now you regret it.

Ling Fei smiled and said, "I don't regret it." In just four words, it expresses Ling Fei's confidence.

Ling Zhan turned around and looked at Ling Hua and the other two, and asked, "Do you make sense?"

The three of them answered in unison: "It depends on the command of the patriarch."

Ling Zhan said: "Then let's start now." As soon as he finished speaking, Ling Zhan flashed and immediately left the competition field.

"Cousin Ling Fei, I offended." Ling Hua's body shook suddenly, and a powerful Yuan power burst out, turning into a stream of light and shooting towards Ling Fei.

In an instant, he approached Ling Fei's face, and the stream of light passed through his body, and "Ling Fei" gradually dissipated. Ling Hua appeared on the side, looking at the afterimage with shock on his face. He could not know his own qualities. Ling Fei was actually enough to avoid it, which was simply incredible.

When Ling Fei's figure appeared again, Ling Zhen and Ling Yufeng also turned into two rays of light and shadows and shot towards Ling Fei, but the result was still the same.

Ling Yufeng said angrily: "Ling Fei, can you just dodge? Do you dare to fight against me and the other three?"

"What a low-end provocation method. I also want to end the battle earlier, just as you wish." Behind him, a white shadow flashed and Ling Fei appeared.

"Wow, Ling Fei's cousin is so handsome."

"Yes, yes, cousin Ling Fei is simply the prince charming in my mind. He is so handsome."

"Cousin Ling Fei, you are so jealous of us."

Below the stage, the crowd was crowded, and everyone was watching the game and talking.

"Lieyang Art!" Ling Fei shouted loudly, and made seals on his chest with his hands. When the two palms rubbed between them, sparks seemed to appear. A huge illusory light ball suddenly appeared above Ling Fei's head, gradually solidifying. Ling Fei shouted: "Three, please pay attention."

The three of them looked heavy and did not answer. They used their own magic tricks and fought hard with Ling Fei.

Three beams of light of different colors shot towards the air, gathering at one point, forming a colorful light ball, which passed half of the light ball in the blink of an eye.

Bang!

In an instant, two light balls collided suddenly, and a stream of black smoke enveloped the field, making a loud thunderous sound, and the entire space seemed to be shaking.

When the black smoke dissipated, four figures appeared. Ling Fei put his hands behind him, still looking calm. On the other side, the other three stood on the field in a mess, wearing messy heads, and a trace of blood appeared on the corners of his mouth, just like a beggar.

"I've given up, everyone." Ling Fei said calmly, not proud of winning the three of them.

Ling Hua said bitterly: "We... lost." After saying that, he walked down the stage with some loss. Seeing this, Ling Zhen also left behind him. On the other hand, Ling Yufeng curled an invisible arc on the corner of his mouth and clasped his fists at Ling Fei and said: "Cousin Ling Fei, I hope to forgive me for the wrong things before."

Ling Fei was stunned. Obviously he didn't expect him to say such words, and smiled and said, "It's okay, everyone is just a discussion."

At this time, Ling Yufeng had already left the field. The leader of the Ling Zhan came to the center of the field and shouted: "Now my clan announced that Ling Fei is the number one in the tribe this year. He gave him a low-level spiritual weapon, the spirit-shattering sword, plus two third-grade power-recovering pills. The competition ends here."

A trace of heat flashed in the eyes of the people below the stage. Low-level spiritual weapons can be regarded as a great treasure, and Huili Pill is even better. As long as there is a trace of energy in the body, swallowing Huili Pill can instantly restore its strength to its peak state. It is a necessary thing when fighting the enemy.

The head of Ling Zhan gave the prize this time to Ling Fei and dismissed everyone watching the game. The competition ended.

Ling Fei's reputation gradually spread among the younger generations. Many young girls often come to find Ling Fei. Ling Fei occasionally answers their questions about what they encountered during their practice. Even Ling Jiao often comes to find Ling Fei. It seems that there was no small farce on the stage that day. Ling Jiao doesn't mention it at all. Ling Yufeng seems to have forgotten Ling Fei's various shortcomings, and often follows Ling Fei, becoming one of his little followers.

...

Time passes, and half a year passes.

Mohist school.

A boy in black practiced his sword in the yard, kicked his feet hard, stepped on the void, inputted a thread of energy into the sword, and slashed down fiercely.

Bang!

A light blade instantly slashed on a giant tree, and the big tree shook violently and then collapsed.

"Hmph." A dull cold snorted sound came out, and a middle-aged man walked out of the room. When the boy in black saw the visitor, he hurried to him and said with a respectful voice: "Dad."

It turns out that this person is Mo Xiongyang, the head of the Mo family, and the boy in black is naturally Mo Zhentian.

Mo Zhentian said: "Dad, how long will we have to wait? Ling Fei has a great reputation in the Ling clan for half a year. I am really unwilling to accept it when I think about it."

Mo Xiongyang smiled sinisterly and said, "Haha, don't worry, Dad is here today to tell you that the two adults finally agreed to take action against Ling Fei."

Upon hearing this, Mo Zhentian said in surprise: "Really? It's great." Then he asked again: "How strong are those two adults? Ling Fei is in the Ling Clan Elders' Courtyard, and there are those old people who are dead. Can the two adults do it?"

Mo Xiongyang laughed and said, "I ask myself that my father can't see through the strength of the two adults. Even if the elder of the Ling clan is here, I can detect most of his strength. But as soon as the father's thoughts were swept on the adults, it was like a mud sinking into the sea. You can imagine the strength of the two adults..."

Mo Zhentian exclaimed: "Is it the legendary realm of the Earth Sect?"

Mo Xiongyang said nothing and just nodded.

At this time, a gust of wind blew, and the swelling continued. A sharp voice came out: "Mo Xiongyang, give me a copy of Ling Fei's portrait. I will catch you tonight."

Mo Xiongyang nodded quickly when he heard this. The two adults had a change in their personalities. They laughed at you at the moment, and they might fight you at the moment.

Mo Xiongyang "enjoyed" this kind of treatment many times. Therefore, he did not dare to hesitate and hurriedly asked his subordinates to prepare a portrait for him.

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Chapter completed!