Two thick and ferocious cannons thrust hard at Ling Qingfeng's chest. Within such a short distance, there was a loud bang between the two, making a violent sound of qi impact.

At the same time as this loud thunderous sound, a squirm of white mist suddenly emerged around the space where the two were in. It was the mist-like energy formed after the heaven and earth elemental power was highly absorbed and it was not transformed.

In this white mist, Ling Qingfeng used the tortoise shell mysterious skill to withstand one of the fists, then gently stretched the ape's arm, used a violent ape's bone-breaking hand, and grabbed Tian Mu's right wrist.

Tian Mu was shocked. The generations of the Tian family had studied countless changes, but they had never recorded such strange tricks.

It was a while, and then Ling Qingfeng pulled and pulled, and then grabbed Tian Mu's left wrist, which had not had time to retract.

Both arms fell into the other party's control, and Tian Mu was really confused this time.

Then, Ling Qingfeng buckled and folded his five fingers without hesitation, and then pressed his knee on Tian Mu's back heart.

Bang! Two figures in the white mist were about to part. One of them fell heavily on the hall, smashing several thin cracks into the purple gold stones laid in front of the hall.

The ministers looked closely and were in an uproar.

The one who fell from the air was the martial arts champion Tian Mu. This mess is really big!

Tian Mu is the top martial arts scholar who is famous all over the world, and is also the eldest grandson and leader of the Tian family's generation of the combat skills family. This slap is really loud. Whether it is for the dispute over the reputation of the martial arts world in the Huoluo Kingdom or the thousand-year reputation of the Tian family, a lot of people will never end up with this barbarian!

Tian Mu was seriously injured, his wrists were broken, and he had a leg in his heart, struggled on the ground for a few times, but he didn't get up.

For him, this was a very shame. Being beaten in public like this is so shameful!

Marshal of the Golden Lion was also about to burst into flames at this moment, and his proud subordinates were beaten like a dog in a blink of an eye. He couldn't even get up, and this was simply sucking him in the face in public!

The old marshal snorted coldly, and two generals immediately rushed forward in the general's queue and helped Tian Mu up.

For the strong man in the secret realm of the Lingkong, a wrist fracture is just a minor injury, and heals it after two days of care. As for the knee bump in the back of the heart, it is full of strength. After suffering internal injuries, you have to rest for at least three or five months before you can recover from the previous level.

For a moment, a buzzing sounded from the ranks of generals and there was a lot of discussion.

Because there are many eye-catching people among these generals, they have already seen that the barbarian who is still floating in the air is not just as simple as the secret realm of the sky. He is very likely to have reached the level of the secret realm of the Wukong.

In the entire Central Continent, Wukong Secret Realm is definitely the number one figure. Courts in various countries are eager to attract such talents, and at least they are also the position of a general.

It seems that His Majesty the Emperor's vision is not a problem at all. This person is already a Wukong Secret Realm, so it is not an exaggeration to grant him a military supervisor.

The Golden Lion Marshal's chest was so angry that his old face was as dark as charcoal. Suddenly, he thought of someone. At this time, he didn't care about his face. Tian Mu was introduced to the match, but he was beaten like a dog. He must find the game back! Otherwise, who else would be willing to work hard for him!

The old coach's eyes passed over the crowd and locked on the person at the end of the general array.

The man felt the old man's gaze, and knew that he could dodge, so he could only raise his head with a bitter look on his face.

This person's facial features are average and very ordinary, but his eyes are extremely bright, as clear as water and as bright as stars. He is wearing a robe of a general. His grade is not high, but he is only a third grade.

"Ye Shun, come to me!" The Golden Lion Marshal greeted him, and the young man with bright eyes had to slowly walk forward with a look of fatigue.

The Grand Marshal of Golden Lion pointed at Ling Qingfeng and said, "This barbarian has such a cruel method. Everyone is a minister in the same palace, but he actually uses such a vicious move! If such a person is put into the army, he must not know how to be polite to his subordinates, and he is incompetent in governing the army, and he is not worthy of being a military supervisor!"

As soon as the old coach said these words, the ministers were in an uproar again.

At this time, even the Duke Wenzhen, who regarded himself as the leader of a civil servant, couldn't stand it. The old martial artist was obviously in a dilemma with the emperor, so he sneered twice and said unevenly: "The Grand Marshal is so majestic, neither horizontal nor vertical. According to your words, all the warriors must be like literati. Only by reading the books of sages and being well-educated can they lead troops to fight without success!"

Wen Zhengong thought to himself that the God-Captain Camp had already let this kid go. If the military commander could not get it, it would seem that our civil officials were not as powerful as those of these martial artists, so he spoke for Ling Qingfeng. However, he didn't say anything to death, it was just a matter of discussion.

Seeing this dispute between literature and martial arts, His Majesty the Emperor smiled and said, "Old Lion, let's talk about it, what are the bad ideas?"

The Grand Marshal of Golden Lion laughed heroically and said with a fist: "The foundation of the establishment of the Huoluo Empire is not based on the level of a warrior, but on the magnificence of summoning beasts! On the battlefield, whoever summons the beasts are powerful will be invincible! This is a well-known truth. I won't say much about that barbarian. There is a young talent in our army. In terms of how many years younger than you, you can fight him. If you can defeat his summoning beasts, I will let you be the military supervisor!"

The Golden Lion Marshal's words clearly made a mess. Even though Tian Mu had already lost, the old man refused to admit it and pushed the young general out. Although the ministers did not know who the young general was named, they were still slapped.

What's more, everyone knows that Aman comes from a grassland tribe. These grassland tribes don't even have the innate holy formation, so where did they come from any higher-level summoned beasts? Do you want someone to drive the guard dog on the grassland to the palace to make enemies with you?

Wen Zhen Gong sneered, "Why is the Grand Marshal so aggressive? Just a mere military commander, you have more authority than the God-Captain Camp without comparing. Is your Majesty still so arrogant? Compared to summoning beasts, you are more embarrassed to say it. Why don't we compare astronomy, geography, mathematics, engineering, and poetry, and writing?"

Wen Zhen's words made the civil officials laugh. The Grand Marshal of the Golden Lion also had a slightly red face. The generals behind him all stretched their faces tightly, clearly looking like they wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh out loud.

Whether it is civil and military, everyone agreed that this old coach could not afford to lose. How could he compare to the people of the grassland tribe to summon beasts? It was so unauthentic!

Sneak! Someone laughed around the old coach. It was Ye Shun, the young general who was called out to compete with Ling Qingfeng.

The man smiled and quickly put away his smile, even looked around, looking for someone to laugh.

Ling Qingfeng saw this man's reaction and movements, and found it interesting, but he didn't know what level his summoning beast was.

"Please be sure to compete! Only in this way can the old minister be convinced!" said the Grand Marshal of the Golden Lion.

This old man looked like he was the king of the world, but in fact he protected his territory so tightly that he could not be interfered with others. Even His Majesty wanted to insert someone into it, so the others would not think about it even more.

The Grand Marshal of the Golden Lion was a veteran of the three dynasties and had great military achievements. He fought one-third of the empire, so he was ruthless and had a decision. As long as he had one day of use for the empire, His Majesty would not make things difficult for him. Moreover, this old man was very rough and detailed. He knew His Majesty's character very well. The more arrogant he was on the surface, the less he suspected that he had other thoughts.

His Majesty the Emperor pondered for a moment and said lightly: "I and Aman know each other in the holy realm space. Well, let's see what kind of war beast you have got! You can compete, I'll look at it, click!"

"Thank you!" The Grand Marshal of Golden Lion responded loudly, then glared at Ye Shun beside him and whispered: "Give you a chance to show your face, a big surprise!"

Ye Shun nodded reluctantly, and silently recited the summoning spell with a lazy look on his face.

Although he didn't want to show off at this time, the old coach had already put him on the table and could do nothing. Moreover, he knew that his realm was too far away and could only take the initiative. If he was subdued by someone before he could even summon the summoned beast, it would be very embarrassing!

A moment later, an ancient and desolate aura of war beast appeared on the hall, and everyone who sensed this aura was instantly lost.

Level 8 war beast? How could it be the aura of Level 8 war beast? Oh my God! How big is this Ye Shun! This is a genius, a real war beast genius! Compared with him, what kind of warrior in the secret realm of the Lingkong, even Wukong is hard to say who is better.

A silver-white war elephant, which was only one person tall, appeared on the main hall.

This level 8 battle beast has reached a level that can control the size of the body. If it is under the battlefield, the level 8 battle elephant can become a ten-foot-high giant elephant with infinite power and hard to hurt by swords. It is an excellent weapon for charging into battle.

It was the first time Ling Qingfeng saw this white war elephant. His body, which was not big, contained infinite power.

The battle elephant's eyes were as gentle as water, as if it was human. When she looked at her master Ye Shun, she had a strong attachment, as if the elder was looking at the younger generation.

Among the ministers in the hall, except for several people who have extremely high attainments in summoning beasts, most people just think that this war elephant is gentle and spiritual, and is a rare companion.

Only those who truly understand the summoned beasts have a certain degree of knowledge that after the war beasts reach level 8, their wisdom and scheming are no different from humans, and they are even more than that.

It was the first time Ling Qingfeng saw a real level 8 battle beast. It was very different from those war beasts summoned with summoning talismans. He couldn't tell what was different, but he just felt that it was different, very different. (To be continued.)

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