The old man with a sad face saw that Deng Lin and the young man surnamed Chang fought hard, and they were equal in size. He couldn't help but step forward and say, "You two are equal in strength, why not give up just now."

The young man surnamed Chang stared at Deng Lin, his eyes turned pale, and he said coldly, "Master Leng is too hasty. Now the winner is not decided. We shoulder the responsibility of selecting talents for the temple. How can we be so hasty?"

The old man couldn't help but stagnate slightly when he heard this, and retreated with a bitter face.

After fighting with Deng Lin, the young man surnamed Chang was already very afraid of Deng Lin. If Deng Lin was allowed to enter the temple, no matter which mountain he joined, it would be a huge threat to him. How could he stop?

The extremely gloomy eyes showed a stern murderous intent, and it would be better to eliminate the hidden dangers as soon as possible!

Deng Lin curled his lips slightly, and his face showed disdain. Every clown and every ghost would put on a hypocritical cloak to himself to hide his inner filth. The young man surnamed Chang in front of him was naturally no exception. Although his murderous intent had appeared, he wanted to pretend to be a hypocritical face.

Deng Lin's disdain made the young man surnamed Chang's face even more gloomy, but the young man surnamed Chang did not attack rashly. His hands suddenly opened, turned into a hand knife, and slashed in the air.

After the test, the young man surnamed Chang had already regarded Deng Lin as the enemy. When he took action, he began to become much more steady and concise. His sword flew up and down, left and right, and seemed weak and powerless. However, once he interacted with Deng Lin, it spread everywhere like flowing water, and was unstoppable.

The hand knife of the young man surnamed Chang comes from the secret book - Rou Po Sword. He seems weak and powerless, but it is the ultimate treasure book of using softness to overcome hardness.

When Deng Lin and the young man surnamed Chang collided with each other, they always felt like a punch hitting the lake. Although it could cause thousands of waves, the lake water returned to calm after several ripples.

Deng Lin couldn't help but feel extremely depressed, but for a moment, he couldn't find any way and could only deal with it by chance.

Deng Lin, who combined the mystery of Long Xing Tianxia and the speed, also made the young man surnamed Chang helpless. He hit the phantoms left by Deng Lin again and again, and felt very depressed.

The two of them were on the huge school ground, and they seemed to be thrilling, but they both had the same thoughts in their hearts - depressed!

After a fight, the two of them jumped apart and looked at each other coldly. In their minds, their thoughts flew around. Suddenly, Deng Lin's bright red eyes lit up suddenly, and they thought to themselves that things are now, they can only try.

The spiritual consciousness penetrated into the spiritual sea, and then the spiritual sea began to externalize. In the void, the externalized spiritual sea turned into a palm that was like a substance and pressed towards the young man surnamed Chang under the guidance of the spiritual consciousness.

The moment the Spirit Sea transforms into a palm, everyone's heart suddenly jumped. The Spirit Sea was transformed externally. Only those with extremely high-level cultivation can do it. The externalized Spirit Sea has a more powerful pressure than ordinary mental power.

The young man surnamed Chang looked at the outer palm and his eyes suddenly tightened, and then he felt the huge pressure from the outer palm of Linghai.

There was no way to avoid it, the young man surnamed Chang's hand knife moved towards the palm of Linghai.

A red light suddenly flashed through his blood-red pupils. As the palm of the Spirit Sea intersected with the sword, the more powerful spiritual sea palm suddenly slashed the water surface and slashed the waves straight down.

The young man surnamed Chang was oppressed by the palm of the Linghai retreating step by step, in a mess. However, the power of water born with tolerance made the young man surnamed Chang move forward, but he could not hurt Rou Pozhan behind him.

As the palm of the Spirit Sea flew up and down, the young man surnamed Chang kept retreating and dodging with the palm of the Spirit Sea.

Deng Lin stood still like a stubborn king, manipulating the Palm of the Spirit Sea, while the young man surnamed Chang was suppressed by the Palm of the Spirit Sea and kept retreating. The huge school ground was filled with an extremely strange aura for a moment.

The old man with a bitter look looked at the Palm of the Spirit Sea, then lowered his head and sighed slightly.

The taste like a game of cats and mice made the young man surnamed Chang feel extremely depressed, but he was helpless. Although the sea can accommodate all rivers, the young man surnamed Chang with a cultivation level of the ninth level of Yiti, let alone the sea, the secret script of soft and broken he used can only be regarded as a lake at best.

The lake naturally cannot accommodate rivers. The pressure of the increasingly larger and larger palm of the Spirit Sea is obviously not something that one of our lakes can accommodate. Continuous retreating is also a helpless choice.

What made the young man surnamed Chang suffer in particular was that the Palm of the Spirit Sea attack was obviously faster and more flexible than ordinary palms.

The old man with bitter face who had been watching the battle silently sighed slightly, and opened his mind to his body to pressure. When Deng Lin's spiritual sea palm suddenly bounced away by the old man's thought power, his mind suddenly shook. The backlash of his spiritual consciousness made Deng Lin feel that his mind was struck by lightning, and suddenly he was extremely painful.

Turning around and looking at the old man quietly, the old man nodded at Deng Lin and said, "You should do it yourself."

Deng Lin's heart suddenly woke up. The old man was reminding himself that once the Linghai Foreigner encounters an opponent stronger than himself, the backlash will be more severe and more unbearable than physical pain!

The young man surnamed Chang, who was completely unaware of the mystery of the spiritual overseas transformation, was frightened by the spiritual overseas transformation palm. He only knew to resist stubbornly, but he completely forgot to fight back, so he was surrounded and beaten by Deng Lin like a cat playing with a mouse.

He looked at the young man surnamed Chang with a bitter face and said, "Mr. Chang, it seems that this young man is qualified to enter the temple."

The young man surnamed Chang tried his best to adjust his tumbling breath, staring at Deng Lin with a wolf-like eyes and said, "Since Master Leng has repeatedly recommended it, my nephew has to obey Master Leng's orders."

As soon as the shameless remarks of the young man surnamed Chang were released, the people on the field couldn't help but secretly despise him. He clearly had to agree helplessly, but he wanted to pretend to be righteous. The image of the young man surnamed Chang in the hearts of several boys could not help but collapse.

The old man with bitter face nodded, looked at Deng Lin and said, "Now you can choose to join any of our mountains."

The big-eyed girl blinked and said, "Our Jiufeng's strength ranges from left to right, from strong to weak."

The big-eyed girl and the bitter-faced old man are in the eighth and ninth position. It is obvious that the mountain behind them is the weakest, while the mountain with the young man surnamed Chang ranks fourth.

Deng Lin looked at the top young man with a long face. The young man with long face tied his hands and faced Deng Lin and smiled slightly. The strongest person would naturally join the strongest mountain. For Deng Lin's joining, there were no doubt two young men.

After looking around, Deng Lin smiled slightly and said to the bitter-faced old man, "I would like to join the Ninth Peak."

The big-eyed girl suddenly burst into tears and exclaimed, "What!", then stared at Deng Lin and said, "There is only Master Leng on the Ninth Peak now, you really want to join the Ninth Peak."

Deng Lin couldn't help but be stunned. Looking at the old man's sad face, he knew that the ninth peak had declined. He didn't expect it to be so miserable, and only the old man in front of him supported him.

The old man with a bitter face suddenly lit up and then dimmed again.

"You'd better choose another peak. I have nothing to teach you." The old man with a bitter face said lightly.

Deng Lin smiled slightly. What else did he need to teach him? Since he embarked on the path of cultivation, he has taken every step very thrilling. Every step has been discovered by himself. His feet are on his body. Why do others need to teach him where he wants to go? What's more, secret scripts, magic weapons, etc. can no longer arouse Deng Lin's slight interest. His storage space is full of these things.

"I have decided to join the Ninth Peak." Deng Lin said lightly.

When the young man surnamed Chang saw that Deng Lin was willing to join the Ninth Peak with only one person, he couldn't help but show ecstasy in his eyes. If Deng Lin chose to join the Ninth Peak, even if the young man surnamed Chang was willing to kill Deng Lin, he would have many concerns. After all, the strength of the first peak was higher than the fourth Peak where he was. Now Deng Lin voluntarily chose to join the Ninth Peak is equivalent to giving the young man surnamed Chang the opportunity to kill Deng Lin. He killed Deng Lin of the Ninth Peak who was almost declining. The other eight peaks would not care too much. This world is so cruel, the strong prey on the weak, and strength is respected.

The old man with bitter face looked at Deng Lin, and his originally sad face couldn't help but feel even more sad. "Since you insist on joining, I can't say anything, but if you have the will of regret in the future, you can join other peaks at will, and I will not stop it."

The old man Deng Linchong smiled slightly and said, "Can the disciples among the Nine Peaks join other peaks at will?"

The old man stopped slightly and immediately said, "The nine peaks are brothers and sisters, and in principle they can freely join any peak. However, in recent years, in order to prevent the nine peaks from competing for each other, it has been prohibited to join at will."

A slight sigh, the old man with a bitter face looked at Deng Lin and said with a hint of regret, "Follow me."

The big-eyed girl followed Deng Lin and looked at Deng Lin with confusion and said, "You are so strange. Even if you join our eighth peak, it is much better than joining Master Leng's peak. However, in this way, Master Leng finally has a companion and will not be so lonely."

After a pause, the girl suddenly smiled softly and said, "It turns out that birds of a feather flock together. Master Leng is silent and withdrawn, so are you."

The old man with bitter face turned around and looked at the girl, and a trace of doting flashed in his bitter face.

After looking at Deng Lin, the old man with a bitter face said, "My name is Leng Yuqing."

The girl stared at her eyes wide and said thoughtfully, "Leng Yuqing, it is the first time I have heard of Master Leng's name."

Then the girl blinked at Deng Lin and said, "My name is Wen Wanyue. I often go to the Ninth Peak to accompany Master Leng."
Chapter completed!