Lin Yang's skin, muscles and even every cell began to tremble slightly under the wrapping of this red energy. The taste was like fire, burning and hot, but it had supreme benefits to the body.

This is the awesomeness of the Fire Spirit body. You don’t need to swallow pills, but inhale the flame-attribute energy in the pills into the body in the most direct way, achieving a 100% absorption rate. The effect is at least doubled than that of a simple oral pill.

A Fire Cloud Pill can increase Lin Yang's body by more than 30 kilograms of strength. Only three Lin Yang can reach 400 kilograms of strength, but his current body can only absorb the energy of two Fire Cloud Pills at most every day. In addition to the time to practice the Flame God Power, three days are more than enough for Lin Yang.

Lin Yang endured this burning pain without escaping. Although he was already sweating profusely in just a few breaths, what was this pain compared to the deep blood hatred in his heart?

A rich young master like Wen Jun would not fall into Lin Yang's eyes at all. Everything he suffered at this moment would be to trample the cunning and vicious Chen Chaoge under his feet in the future.

Keep going, let the pain come more violently!

...

Three days passed so quickly.

Lin Yang locked himself in the hut. Except for Wen Qingqing who often worried about taking a look, everyone else thought that this was just a cover-up for him to escape from fear and deceive himself.

No one would think that Lin Yang, a teenage baby, could get any chance in the hands of Wen Jun, a warrior in the mid-stage body tempering stage.

On the night before the battle was about to begin, in the private room of one of the most famous restaurants in Yuncheng, Wen Jun was happily drinking a glass of wine and bowing to a young man sitting upright opposite him:

"Haha, Brother Ouyang, don't worry, I have promised you to take care of my sister, and there will be no trouble. Tomorrow I will beat that kid out of shape in public, haha!"

Opposite Wen Jun, a young man with long hair was full of slender eyebrows and thin lips, and his dashing and elegant taste was more than Wen Jun, especially the clear smile on the corner of his mouth, as if the whole world was under his control.

The long-haired boy looked at Wen Jun's slightly drunk and red face, smiled faintly, raised the wine pot and filled Wen Jun's wine glass and handed it over: "Brother Wen, please forgive me tomorrow. Don't repair it too badly. Sister Qingqing is afraid that she will be embarrassed."

"Hahaha! Otherwise, Brother Ouyang, you will be considerate. I'm sure you are your brother-in-law!" Wen Jun drank another glass of Chinese American wine, and did not notice the faint cold light deep in the eyes of the Ouyang Master opposite.

...

At the same time, inside the hut, Lin Yang slowly opened his eyes and let out a long breath.

"Yan Shen Jin has reached the level of small success, and the time is just right!"

He slowly stood up and slowly used his strength in the dark night. Suddenly, he punched out, and a muffled thunder sounded like a sound of thunder in the dim hut. The momentum was so strong that it was far beyond the limit of the warriors in the early stage of body tempering.

"Yeah, that's not bad!"

Lin Yang's mouth outlined a satisfactory curve. After changing into a sweaty dress, he lay calmly on the bed.

Everyone only thought that the sharp-tongued boy would definitely find it difficult to overcome tomorrow's difficulties, but no one expected that Lin Yang was not worried about the battle with Wen Jun at this moment, and he was just thinking in his mind:

This Wen Mansion is a family of weapons refining... I can use weapon refining as a starting point.

What about weapon refining...

A confident smile appeared on Lin Yang's face.

...

The next day, the day agreed upon by the Battle Post has arrived.

Early that morning, Wen Qingqing came to Lin Yang's house. When she opened the door, she saw that Lin Yang was sitting cross-legged on the bed, looking calm and composed.

Wen Qingqing couldn't see the power in Lin Yang's body at this moment, and she was very unsure. In the final analysis, he pulled Lin Yang back to Wen's mansion. She still had her responsibility in the current situation. If Lin Yang was really seriously injured later, she would be sad.

So, at this moment, she was not as arrogant as before, and she took the initiative to care about Lin Yang: "Lin Yi, are you ready?"

Lin Yang opened his eyes and smiled slightly: "That's it. You don't need to prepare for your brother."

here we go again!

Wen Qingqing looked down on Lin Yang's indifferent attitude the most.

Wen Jun is a powerful man in the middle stage of body tempering. The 700 kilograms of power is enough to remove the bones of Lin Yang's body, but this heartless boy always looks like this.

"Stop coming!" Wen Qingqing was so angry that her cheeks bulged: "Wen Jun will not show mercy to your subordinates today. If you can't support it later, run towards me and I will protect you! At worst, you can leave Wen's mansion first, and I will pick you up when my father comes back!"

kindness?

Lin Yang was happy: The little girl has a bad temper and a good heart.

However, I have too little confidence in myself.

He still smiled slightly, no longer explained anything, and would speak with his strength later.

At this moment, I heard a sudden sound of footsteps outside, and then Wen Jun's voice came from the wall: "Boy, it's almost time, come out and die obediently!"

"Didn't you say it's time for noon? Why did you come so early?" Wen Qingqing stood up with anger on her face.

"Haha, I guess I'm afraid I'll run away or I can't help but want to deal with me." Lin Yang was still alive and didn't care at all: "Let's go, finish the job early and finish the work early."

Wen Qingqing was speechless again, and she really couldn't figure out where Lin Yang got her confidence.

Opening the door, Lin Yang walked out.

There were more than a dozen people standing in the open space outside the courtyard. In addition to Wen Jun, the rest were all traitors of Wen's mansion, and there were several strong warriors, especially one of whom was burly with a gaze like a knife, and his temple was bulging high, which was a sign of his physical body's cultivation to the extreme strength.

"Is it late in the body tempering..." Lin Yangyun's eyes lit up, and saw through the man's realm, and his heart moved: "This should be the master raised in Wen's mansion."

Sure enough, Wen Qingqing also saw the man behind Lin Yang and said in surprise: "Teacher Wang, why are you here too?"

This coach Wang is one of the martial arts coaches in Wen's mansion. His strength in the late stage of body tempering is enough to be 1,200 kilograms, and his strength is second only to those elders of Wen's mansion. At this moment, when he heard Wen Qingqing's questioning, he smiled faintly: "It's the third young master who asked me to be a witness. Don't worry, Miss, I will never interfere in today's competition."

snort!

Wen Qingqing snorted coldly and stopped talking.

When Wen Jun saw Lin Yang coming out, he was already eager to try and wanted to rush up and smash Lin Yang's nose immediately.

He sneered, "How about it, boy. Three days have come, are you ready to be beaten? I can give you a chance now. As long as you kneel in front of me and kowtow three times, and then climb out of the Wen Mansion from the dog hole, I will not crippled you today. How about it?"

Hahaha!

A group of men under Wen Jun laughed. In their opinion, today was just a good show of Young Master Wen Jun torture and killing chickens. That boy of unknown origin was definitely seeking death by himself.

As a result, Lin Yang looked at Wen Jun and his group with arrogance lightly, and said something gently from his mouth: "It's not yet time, I'll call you at noon."

As he said that, he was about to turn around and enter the house.

Damn it!

Where is such a person?

Wen Jun felt that all the pussy he pretended just now had been turned into air, so he jumped up in anger and quickly shouted:

"Stop! Smash, it's the same as when you fight early and late. Don't delay me!"

Lin Yang turned his head and smiled faintly: "It's okay to start fighting in advance, add one hundred Fire Cloud Pills."

Damn it!!

Wen Jun is about to vomit blood.

Even Wen Qingqing couldn't help rolling her eyes.

This kid is so fucked into the eyes of money. He never forgets to slap hard anything he does.

"You... have! Growth!"

Wen Jun felt so frustrated when he bullied others for the first time. He gritted his teeth and untied a treasure from his waist. It was the space container of this world - the Qiankun Bag, which fell heavily in front of Lin Yang.

"There are two hundred fire cloud pills and five thousand taels of silver notes in it. Damn, I will throw it here. If you have the ability, take it and you can start!"

"Well, be sloppy." Lin Yang then turned around and walked towards Wen Jun who was about to get angry: "Then stop talking, start quickly, just compete, say so much, it's a waste of time."

The whole audience was about to faint.

Who is wasting time?

"Little bastard, I'm going to tear your mouth!!"

Wen Jun can finally start fighting. He had been holding his anger for a few days and finally could vent his anger. At this moment, he rushed towards Lin Yang like a hungry wolf out of the cage.

His body was extremely fast, and the force on his hands was even more terrifying. The 700 kilograms of powerful force in the middle of the body tempering was burst out, and it actually brought out a faint sound of breaking the wind. A fist hit Lin Yang's face like a heavy hammer of steel.

This is the rhythm of a punch to hit Lan Lin Yang’s entire face.

"Young Master, come on!"

As soon as Wen Jun took action, his subordinates nearby began to cheer.

Even the coach Wang in the crowd nodded with relief at this moment. He taught Wen Jun's kung fu, and the strength shown by this young master did not embarrass him at all.

However, the cheers from the audience lasted less than a second, and a dull sound was heard, and everyone was stunned.

Wen Jun flew backwards.

And Lin Yang hit the face hard with a punch and flew back in the most tragic way.

People seemed to hear the sound of Wen Jun's nose shattering, followed by red nose bleeding, white snot, and transparent tears. It seemed as if a dyeing workshop was opened on Wen Jun's face. The third young master of the Wen family, who was tall and above, became a poor person rolling on the ground after less than a single encounter in front of Lin Yang.

"Wow!!"

After a few breaths, people heard Wen Jun's scream like a pig, and then they reacted and rushed over.

"Young Master, you are fine!"
Chapter completed!