Facing Yang Ao, the successor of the ancient tomb sect, and the young generation leader who is known as the God-Character Prince, Lin Yang is a little lacking in confidence. He knows that the other party has high martial arts skills and is better than him.

That day, Lin Yang saved Kuang Hongchuan, the incense master of the Chihuo Hall of the Heaven and Earth Society, and was almost deposed by Yang Ao, and he was still scared.

Even though so many days have passed, he has successively advanced to the early stage of the Wuhou High School, but I am afraid he is still quite inferior.

But no matter what, Lin Yang has already reached this point and cannot admit defeat. He must do his best to compete with him.

Why are you crazy? Isn’t Long Qianqian your sister?

Logically speaking, you should call Ben Shao a brother-in-law.

Lin Yang thought that the first woman he had was the wife of the leader of the Changsheng Sect, a married woman, and it felt strange, but he didn't expect to put a big cuckold on the leader.

Moreover, Qianqian has been married for many years and is still a big yellow girl who has been gone. She looks cold like an iceberg, but actually has another side that is charming to the bone. It is really the best!

When he found that Lin Yang smiled at the corner of his mouth, he looked intoxicated. Yang Ao couldn't understand the idea, so how could he think of the other party thinking about his sister?

Is this guy sick? I laugh at your sister!

Anger emerged in Yang Ao's eyes, his fists clenched and made a sound of joints. He felt that Lin Yang did not look down on him, and he was completely contemptuous. It was really hateful!

Lin Yang finally recovered from his reverie and found a voice of discussion coming from around him, "What's wrong with Mr. Lin? Why are you happy?"

"I guess I'm sure I'm sure how to defeat the Divine Condor Master."

The guy's face turned red, and all the audience in the entire arena were watching. He was not thinking about how to defeat the enemy and win, but what he was savoring was the leader's wife's ice and snowy skin, which was gentle like water, and was too disrespectful to her opponent.

"Okay, let me learn about Mr. Yang's master, the descendant of the ancient tomb, outstanding martial arts, and Mr. Divine Condor, who will compete with me! If you lose to your hands, it will not be embarrassing."

In the past few days of competition, Lin Yang was very arrogant in appearance in order to shock his opponent. Now, for Long Qianqian's sake, he feels guilty towards Yang Ao. After all, he has brought his sister to the Dragon Riding Master, which is a bit too bad.

Since this happened, everyone wondered why Mr. Lin changed his temperament and was not as good as before.

Of course, this is also Lin Yang's way out. After all, he knew in his heart that he would probably not be able to beat Yang Ao, just do his best. On the other side of the stands, the old man's angrily scolded him, "Bad, what are you talking about? What's wrong with the successor of the ancient tomb? Are you superior? Don't forget what your surname is, Made, Xiao Feather is so unruly, how can you give birth to your greedy life?

A son who is afraid of death is so devastated!”

Everyone wondered who the old guy was, and did you dare to insult Mr. Lin in public and want to die?

Of course Mr. Lin’s surname is Lin, otherwise what’s the surname! It’s like a thunder thunder blooming on his head. Lin Yang’s body trembled, his face full of astonishment. Little Feather, isn’t that the nickname of my father Qiuyu? Not many people know about it. Besides, as my father’s power became stronger and stronger, kill him.

Fa Decisive and possessed the title of Feather Demon, who is at its peak. Who dares to call him this?

Lin Yang, who was shocked, turned his head and looked at it. He saw a sloppy old man sitting on the platform, with wrinkles on his face in his seventies or eighties. His hair was as white as a chicken coop and wearing coarse cloth clothes, as if he was from an old farmer in the countryside.

Others were also watching curiously, and they could not help but condemn them, "Where did the old guy come from? Do you know who it is? Mr. Lin, the most famous in Yunhai."

"Just an old man from the country, why did he get into the field?"

The old man ignored the criticism of these people, but scolded him angrily: "What are you watching randomly? Why don't you hurry up and beat this weak young man hard."

"boom!"

Everyone was hilarious and thought the old guy was too funny.

Is it good that he is a young master of the Divine Condor? It comes from the famous ancient tomb sect. You, an old guy, have to talk nonsense and become a young master of the weak.

Yang Ao's handsome face showed anger. If it weren't for being in the game, he had to rush over and throw the old man out. It would be so hateful! When he found that Lin Yang was amused, Yang Ao was even more angry and said angrily: "I won't cry if I don't see the coffin!" He rushed forward with his palms dancing, and the atmosphere became depressing, but it was extremely powerful. It was the silent ecstasy palm he was good at, which made people unable to defend themselves.

Defend.

After all, there is a level gap between the two. Yang Ao is at the middle stage of the Wuhou High School, and Lin Yangcai is at the beginning of the Wuhou High School. The difference is not a small part and there is almost no chance of winning.

A powerful sense of oppression came, making people breathless, as if the wind swept through the fallen leaves. A look of horror appeared in Lin Yang's eyes, and he could only roar and use his best Vajra Fist to fight it.

As soon as the battle is over, it is clear at a glance which one is stronger and who is weaker.

Yang Ao's palm technique is extremely exquisite, and it rushes endlessly, like a stormy wave, one wave higher than the other, with awesomeness!

Although Lin Yang's Vajra Fist is known for being strong and has great lethality, it is completely suppressed at this moment, just like a boat floating in the waves, and there is danger of being crushed to pieces at any time.

Under Lin Yang's violent attack like a storm, Lin Yang kept retreating. Thanks to his good at Lingbo Feibu, he would have been hit several times, and he became more and more dangerous and could not hold on.

After being forced into the corner, only a bang sound was heard. Lin Yang grinned in pain in the middle of his right shoulder, quickly flashed to the right side, raised his hand suddenly, and activated the Six-Meridian Jue Sword.

This kid uses the same trick again and wants to turn the predicament around!

Yang Aoshi was so powerful that in the last game, Jiang Yuancheng was injured by the sword energy and almost died. A look of fear flashed in his eyes and he hurriedly dodged quickly.

Hey!

There is nothing!

Realizing that no sword energy appeared, Yang Ao seized the opportunity and kicked it hard, hit Lin Yang's chest, causing him to vomit blood, dye his clothes red, and retreated again.

The Six-Meridian Sword is indeed very sharp. After practicing, it makes people afraid and at least it can protect themselves.

However, Lin Yang never fully grasped it. Sometimes he could inspire success, but sometimes he could not, and that would be dangerous and undoubtedly put himself in danger.

For example, this time, the sword energy was not released, but instead he was kicked, and his internal organs were misaligned, almost kicking him to death.

There were screams from the stands around, and everyone could see that the defeat was decided, and Lin Yang's martial arts value was still not as good as Yang Ao, and he had almost no chance of turning the tables.

But the sloppy old man's roar like thunder made everyone's eardrums buzz, "Damn it, what kind of shit is the sword energy? Do you only know one kind of boxing technique? No one teaches you the Golden Dragon Fist?"

Lin Yang's heart moved. His father left many secrets of martial arts, including one of which was indeed a Golden Dragon Fist. He had practiced it for three years, but he felt it was too difficult and his entry was slow, so he persisted.

But he was very skilled in boxing, but he felt that his attack power was ordinary and was far less powerful than the Vajra Fist Explosion. Now when he heard the old man scolding, he gritted his teeth and thought to himself, then I believe you and take a gamble.
Chapter completed!