Under the fierce attack of the Baijing boy, Xiao Lin was inspired to have a strong fighting spirit, and his whole body emitted the light of stars, wrapping him up.

"The prototype of the body-protecting shield!"

The deacon elder Qian Feng was shocked and a look of worry appeared on his face.

Bathed under the stars, Xiao Lin looked calm and again took a fighting posture of pulling his poop, crossing his arms and chests, and suddenly raised them over his head.

A whirlwind followed, and two white fist shadows flew out, breaking through the air pressure around it with a momentum, imprinting on the white-clear boy's fist strength in front of him.

‘Bang!’

The power of the mountain collapsed, and the white boy showed an incredible expression on his face, and his whole body took a few steps back uncontrollably.

Under this blow, Xiao Lin was also shocked by the recoil force and took several steps back, but his face showed a relief expression.

"I'm right, can this kid really compete with the late-stage cultivator of Qi Refining?"

"Haha, that little guy said before that he was trash, but now he can't even beat the garbage. He's so shameless!"

Although the people under the ring were talking, they still reached the ring without saying a word. When the Bai Jing boy heard this, his eyes swept the audience, and everyone was so scared that they immediately shut up.

"No wonder you're so arrogant. It turns out that there are indeed two brushes, but it's simply a delusion to compete for the top three with these two brushes."

The young man in white sneered and said, not looking like he would take Xiao Lin seriously, but in fact he was already cautious in his heart.

"This kid can actually release the prototype of the body-protecting shield. It's very strange and you must deal with it carefully."

The young man Bai Jing has an extraordinary identity and recognized Xiao Lin's body changes just now at a glance. It was a defensive method that he could only use before he could enter the Huagang period.

In the Zhenwu Continent, the Qi Refining Stage is only the lowest level of cultivation. Above the Qi Refining Stage is the Foundation Establishment Stage, followed by the Huagang Stage.

Cultivators in the Huagang stage can condense the Yuanli from outside their bodies to protect the body shield and increase their defense. Like several deacons and elders on the ring, they are powerful people in this realm.

Xiao Lin is just an ordinary person. Although he only condensed the prototype of the body-protecting shield, it is enough to make the Baijing boy feel strange.

"Is it a delusional idea? I will tell you after the comparison. Now, let me wipe you off."

After the test just now, Xiao Lin had already understood the other party's weakness and reality. He became more confident in his heart, so he naturally had confidence.

"Hmph, I'm shameless!"

The young man in white snorted coldly, his body shook, and appeared in front of Xiao Lin again. It was also a "Splitting Fist", but the power was doubled.

Xiao Lin's eyes were like torches, his face was not panicked, and his whole body was shining with stars, like a god who came to the world, dominating the world, and his fists were all out, and his power was also doubled.

The battle between the two was amazing, and each move was enough to break up mountains and break through the rivers and seas, making everyone under the ring amazed.

On the ring, the deacon elder Qian Feng looked at Xiao Lin and the white boy who were stuck together, and the worried expression on his face became more and more serious.

The remaining two late-stage Qi Refining cultivators, the mature teenager and the girl, had an unconcealable shock on their seemingly calm faces.

The middle-stage qi refining boy who was on the wheel was secretly grateful, thinking that he would give up the challenge later, so as not to meet these fierce people.

The Baijing Young Man is full of energy and his moves are powerful, but his physical strength and strength are weaker, and he is always attacked by Xiao Lin in close proximity.

Although Xiao Lin had no Yuanli and had no infinite changes, his physical strength was very terrifying. He grabbed the opponent's weakness and fought back frantically.

In addition, his starlight defense, no matter how hard the opponent attacked, it would be difficult to hurt him at all. After a confrontation, the Baijing boy was gradually at a disadvantage in close combat, and was beaten like a stray dog.

"cough!"

After bearing Xiao Lin's full force punch, the Baijing boy's qi and blood were not smooth, his body almost collapsed, and he couldn't help but cough.

"Get down!"

Xiao Lin shouted loudly, hit the white boy in the chest with both punches and knocked him out directly.

Feeling that he was about to fall off the ring, the Baijing boy was anxious and couldn't help but look in the direction of Qian Feng.

Qian Feng looked as usual, as if indifferent, but when the Baijing boy landed on the edge of the arena, he suddenly stopped and stood firmly.

Xiao Lin's face changed, and he noticed the strangeness of the matter. He knew very well the strength of his attack. This blow could definitely knock the opponent off the ring.

After a glance, he suddenly saw Qian Feng's right hand palm facing the direction of Bai Jing's back. Xiao Lin suddenly understood everything.

"Your uncle has a dark story. This little face must have something to do with the elder of the deacon. Could it be an illegitimate son?"

Xiao Lin cursed in his heart, and was about to win, but was destroyed by the deacon elder. He had no evidence and could not explain it, so he suffered a loss.

"Young-faced, since you don't want to go down, then you can't blame me, Master Lin."

Xiao Lin grinned and had a scheming in his heart. At this time, the white young man had already stood in the center of the ring again and looked at Xiao Lin fiercely.

"Boy, you're looking for death by yourself, but I can't blame me."

What the young man said was almost the same as what Xiao Lin thought. It can be seen that both of them had the same thought.

A flash of light in his hand, and a sword appeared in the hands of the Baijing boy, with a cold light shining, and the tip of the sword pointed directly at Xiao Lin.

Seeing this, Xiao Lin thought to himself that something was wrong. He never expected that the other party had Xuan soldiers, and the Xuan soldiers hidden in the storage ring.

How could ordinary people have Xuanbing? Not to mention storage rings? This made Xiao Lin even more convinced that the little face was Qian Feng's illegitimate son.

"Xuanbing, it turns out to be Xuanbing. This time, that kid will definitely lose."

Under the ring, someone exclaimed. When he saw the young man Bai Jing took out his Xuan soldiers, he felt sorry for Xiao Lin. This time, he was sure to lose.

"Boy, this world is not as simple as you think. You should go home to raise pigs and farm."

The fair-clear boy showed mockery.

"It doesn't matter if the world is not simple. As long as my fists are hard enough, things will be very simple."

Xiao Lin's domineering answer.

This time, Xiao Lin took the initiative to attack, his body jumped up, and under the defense of the white starlight, he punched directly at the Baijing boy's face.

The young man with a sword crossed and blocked his face. The sharp sword edge was facing Xiao Lin's fist, intending to cut the latter's fist.

He was very confident in his sword. Although he was only a third-rate mysterious soldier, his sharpness was enough to sweep the Qi Refining Cultivator.

'when!'

The crisp sound made the Baijing boy stunned. A huge force passed through the sword in his hand, which made his arms numb, and he almost threw the sword away.

‘Dangdang!’

After two consecutive sounds, Bai Jing's young man's body was filled with energy, holding the sword tightly, preventing his palm from letting go. When he looked closely, the sword edge of the sword had changed shape.

"My Xuan Soldier, you dare to destroy my Xuan Soldier, I will kill you."

The young man in Baijing finally rose up, and the sword in Kuangwu's hand was slashing and slashing in disorganized manner. Seeing that the Xuanbing was destroyed, he had lost his calmness.

Xiao Lin chuckled, punched the sword one after another, making a series of pleasant sounds. After dozens of punches, he turned his fist and hit the Baijing Boy.

"Ah, ah, ah..."

Xiao Lin hit the white boy's face with each punch. The latter made a "screaming" sound in his mouth, and his voice was extremely miserable, and soon blood spilled out of the corners of his mouth.

"Enough, stop!"

Qian Feng stopped shouting loudly, waved his palm, and a powerful force hit Xiao Lin directly.

Xiao Lin's face changed drastically, and he wanted to dodge, but this force was too strong, completely blocking his actions, and his whole body was overturned to the ground, spitting blood in his mouth, and qi and blood tumbling.

The severe pain came from his body, and Xiao Lin felt that his bones were almost disintegrated and his whole body could not lift any strength.

"Your uncle, the strong man in the Huagang stage is indeed terrifying."

Just a random move hurt him so much that Xiao Lin shocked the opponent's strength and his desire for strength became stronger.

"We must strengthen our strength. Without strength, we can only be slaughtered by others. We don't even have the chance to fight back. Old guy, it's so fucking sinister."

"This old guy intervenes. Wouldn't my top three be very dangerous? No, I can't care about so many things. Let's go to the 'Tianjing Xuan Ring' to recover from the injury."
Chapter completed!