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Chapter 125: The Unsaved Second-Class Teenager

The corners of Yu Liang's eyes also twitched, and he realized that he still seemed to have underestimated Yu Ling. Isn't this guy the kid from a powerful force who deliberately concealed his name to pretend to be a pig and eat the tiger? He casually took out ten pieces of middle-grade divine jade, let alone talking about it.

There is also a spirit beast bodyguard who can defeat masters of late-stage transformations. This is simply... embarrassing for the vast number of second-generation people.

Chun Tiannan swallowed hard and forced himself to wake up. When he saw Shu Jinye's incredibly surprised look, he immediately thought he understood Yu Ling's sinister intentions. This guy must have done it on purpose! He just wanted to

Take the opportunity to show that he is a real rich man and impress Jin Ye. You must not be compared with him!

"I have limited liquidity, but if you take this spiritual weapon to the auction for appraisal, it will be worth at least twenty yuan of medium-grade sacred jade. What do you think?" Chun Tiannan gritted his teeth and hit the spiritual ring with a heart.

He took out the flashing black spear, and the cold aura coming from it was enough to make people feel a strong sense of oppression and suffocation.

Yu Ling instantly became interested, and carefully observed the spiritual power fluctuations revealed on the spear, and concluded that its grade was at least a low-grade earth-level, which was enough to make many powerful transformation masters excited, even if Chun Tiannan himself used

The sword was not suitable for firearms, but he could take it out and exchange it for money. No wonder he looked like he was suppressing the pain.

"It doesn't matter if you can't give me something of equal value, I don't mind anyway." Chun Tiannan tried his best to appear wealthy.

"Then let me change my bet." Yu Ling casually took out a low-grade earth-level spiritual weapon from the spiritual ring. It was not much inferior to Chun Tiannan. Anyway, there were two earth-level items in the legacy of the powerful man.

Unfortunately, the low-grade spiritual weapons are not knives, so Yu Ling still uses the Xuan-grade high-grade long knife and has not yet had time to change to a higher-grade one.

Chun Tiannan stared at the low-level spiritual weapon in front of him, feeling a deep frustration and powerlessness in his heart. He deeply doubted that even if he took out all the valuable things, Yu Ling would be able to deal with this guy easily.

Could it be that his spiritual ring is a cornucopia?

But he quickly cheered up. Who cares, no matter how rich this kid is, as long as he can defeat him, nothing matters! What sister Jinye likes is definitely not the nouveau riche, but someone with strong strength who can protect her.

Good for her, he has absolute confidence in this aspect.

"Then please ask Uncle Yu to be a witness." Chun Tiannan handed the two spiritual weapons to Yu Liang, then took a deep breath and walked to the martial arts field with great courage, leaving only Shu Jinye and

Yu Liangmian looked at each other.

"Uncle Yu, do you think that if Yu Ling really loses, will he be heartbroken to death over his spiritual weapon?" Shu Jinye glanced at the flickering spiritual weapon, feeling jealous and unhappy once again in her heart.

Why is it that a random guy who came out of a small place is not inferior to her in terms of wealth? The status of the two of them is obviously very different.

"I don't know..." Yu Liang always felt that Yu Ling didn't feel distressed about this. At least he seemed much calmer than Chun Tiannan. He couldn't help but smile bitterly and said: "Jin Ye, do you really not want him to win?"

"Of course!" Shu Jinye said decisively without hesitation. A certain annoying guy always looked calm and calm. Shu Jinye especially wanted to see if someone could be so calm when they were depressed.

But... that's what it is... If he lost twenty pieces of middle-grade sacred jade for nothing, he would feel quite miserable. No, no, why did I start to sympathize with him?

Just when a certain little princess fell into serious entangled emotions, Chun Tiannan on the field had already drawn his long sword, and his whole aura also changed, from a childish and brainless boy to a fierce swordsman.

People show amazing sharpness.

"Let me show you the signature sword technique of my Qixing Lianguang Palace!" Chun Tiannan drew the long sword in his hand and made a beautiful starting gesture, showing the gap between professional and non-professional qualities.

At this time, Yu Ling also accurately sensed Chun Tiannan's cultivation level, and found that he had underestimated him just now. This young man, who was at most fifteen or sixteen years old, already had the cultivation level of Tongxuan Peak, and was only a few steps away from crossing the threshold.

He has entered the realm of Xuan Zun, and his sword intention is extremely pure and concise. If it were any other ordinary cultivator, he would probably be distracted by his aura and become timid before fighting.

Moreover, the techniques he practiced are obviously matching. Although the battle has not officially started yet, Yu Ling has already sensed Chun Tiannan's amazing attack power, which is probably enough to be infinitely close to the powerful Huazun. In this aspect alone, there are many

Xuan Zun is ashamed of himself.

It seems that although this impulsive and brainless young man has a bit of middle school syndrome, he is indeed strong enough to live up to his status as his direct disciple.

It's just... this kid must have only been focusing on sparring. He probably hasn't experienced much real life-and-death battles. The fight has already started at this time, but he's still showing off fancy starting moves and introducing it with a proud look on his face.

Is it really okay to waste time like this with my own sword technique?

Taking advantage of this short period of time, Yu Ling has already operated the Ancient Desolate Jue and Daoyuan Jue together to the twenty-first week, and his momentum gradually rises. Anyway, for him, the happiest thing is to delay the time, because it will delay the time.

The longer he goes on, the stronger he gets, so every time his opponent talks nonsense, he kindly never interrupts.

When Chun Tiannan turned his sword and really started to perform serious sword skills, Yu Ling had already condensed several beams of dark magic light, bypassing the weird curves and attacking him from all angles, the fluctuations were so obscure that

It's almost imperceptible.

"You..." Chun Tiannan didn't expect that Yu Ling would start a "sneak attack" without saying a word. He couldn't help but be a little hurried, wiping his sword left and right, and just blocked three black lights in a hurry, but there was another

However, the beam passed behind him and directly penetrated his left shoulder, causing him to gasp in pain.

Seeing Chun Tiannan clutching his injured left shoulder with an angry look on his face, Yu Ling couldn't help but sigh in her heart, thinking that this was a waste of his good cultivation, and he was not as good as the killer he met that day.

The equipment and skills are a bit poor, but the professionalism and psychological quality are first-class. At this time, you still have leisure time and become angry and jumpy? Shouldn't you just counterattack and come back?

Since someone did not fight back, Yu Ling would not be polite to him. The soul refining talisman had already condensed and formed in the sea of ​​souls, and he stamped directly towards Chun Tiannan. At the same time, the long knife in his hand also ignited with bright blood, as if a

The bright red scorching sun burst into flames that coexisted with violence and femininity.

Chun Tiannan felt a buzz in his mind, and a burst of severe pain hit every nerve in his body, almost making him throw away the long sword in his hand. But when he was stunned like this, a bright red blood appeared.

It occupied all his sight, and the oncoming sense of life and death crisis directly made the hairs on his body stand up, and he felt a fatal threat.

Fortunately, he finally hurriedly formed an unformed barrier, and rolled out of the fire in a somewhat embarrassed manner. Regardless of the charred patches on his body, he just accused angrily: "You...
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