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Many students in the audience recognized the boy with simple clothes and handsome appearance, and couldn't help but exclaim.

Hearing the evaluation and comments of the young man by the students around him, Ling Yun became more and more interested in this poor boy from the forest.

Judging from the other person's age, he seems to be the same as himself, and he is only fifteen years old.

But the other party reached the ninth stage of spiritual power, and was not from a big family. Such talent and qualifications are admirable.

"Tianshan Academy is worthy of being the first college of this Fengyue Dynasty. It has no threshold for aristocraticism. As long as he has talent, he can enter the academy to study. In this way, poor geniuses like Lin Xiong have the opportunity to get further development. In the academy, resources are indispensable. As long as he has the strength, he can always get good resources."

Ling Yun's eyes flashed with brilliance and looked at the young man Lin Xiong on the stage, and said in his heart.

Soon, it was Lingyun's turn to play again.

Ling Yun walked onto the ring. When he saw that his opponent was Han Xian of the Han family, he couldn't help but grin and sneer. It was really a narrow road for enemies and they met so quickly.

The Han family, one of the three major families in the imperial city, has a very bad relationship with the General's Mansion and has been doing things that endanger the General's Mansion in the dark.

"Hehe, Ling Yun, I'm so lucky. Let me meet you. Although the game stipulates that you cannot kill people, I won't let you lose the game easily. I will interrupt your hands and feet, and then step on you in front of all the newborns. In the end, I will destroy your cultivation with your own hands and make you a real waste and never raise your head!"

"Of course, if you kneel down now and shout three times to Grandpa Han Xian to spare your life, I might be able to save you from a pain, how about sending you off the stage?"

Han Xian's extremely rampant ridicule and mocked Ling Yun, which made the freshmen in the audience unable to help but take a breath of air conditioning.

"Ling Yun seems to be over. He can't move forward or retreat. If he doesn't kneel down and admit defeat and calls his grandfather, he will be interrupted, suffer all humiliation, and his cultivation level will be abolished. But it's not a humiliation to kneel down and call him grandfather!"

"Yes, who made him so arrogant before and dared to offend the young master of the Ya family? Don't he know that Han Xian was following Yaran, and he really didn't know how to live or die!"

Many children from nobles in the audience sneered when they saw this scene. They had no sympathy for Ling Yun, but just watched the battle with the mentality of watching the fun.

"You have a lot of ideas, but you will soon regret why you have such ideas, because it will all be born in you, not me!"

Ling Yun said with a light face, and there was an indescribable ruthlessness hidden in his gentle tone.

"The competition begins!"

When the referee saw the two of them facing each other, he announced the start of the game.

The referee's voice had not yet fallen, and a gust of wind was blowing from the ring.

The wind rises and the wind falls.

I saw that Han Xian, who had said before that Ling Yun wanted to step on his feet, was smashed by Ling Yun's nose.

Blood flowed and the severe pain made Han Xian completely lose his combat power, and his hands trembled and covered his broken nose bridge.

He kicked Han Xian's crotch, and the latter knelt directly on the ground in pain, his face twisted, and a shrill scream came out.

"What's wrong?"

"Who said I wanted me to kneel down just now? Why did you kneel down first?"

Ling Yun put his hands on his chest and stood proudly in front of Han Xian, who was kneeling on the ground and screaming, and said in a cold tone.

"Crack~"

Ling Yun came to Han Xian quietly like a breeze, and suddenly grabbed Han Xian's arms and kicked Han Xian's back with a crack. With a click, his arms broke on the spot.

Han Xian's arms were interrupted by Ling Yun, and the expression on his face was distorted and he screamed in pain.

"Click~"

Another crisp sound of fracture sounded, and Ling Yun saw both feet passing by and kicking Han Xian's legs directly.

"Didn't you say you want to break my hands and feet?"

"I think you are the one who has broken hands and feet now!"

Ling Yun kicked Han Xian with one kick, kicked the other party several meters away, and fell heavily to the ground. He said indifferently, without any sympathy on his face.

"Ahhhh!"

"Lingyun, I want you to die a bad death!"

Han Xian was filled with severe pain in his body at this time, his face was pale, he vomited a few mouthfuls of blood, and started roaring in anger.

"Han Xian, I will give you a chance, your feet are broken, so I won't let you kneel down. You just need to shout three times to Grandpa Lingyun to spare my life, and I will send you off the arena!"

As soon as these words were said, the freshmen in the audience couldn't help but take a breath. No one expected that Ling Yun had such amazing strength, and he was even more rampant than Han Xian before.

"Oh, it doesn't matter if you don't want to. I've prepared a second choice for you."

Ling Yun stood proudly in front of Han Xian, looking down at the young master who was used to being domineering and chuckled coldly.

"I have nullified your cultivation with my own hands. What do you think?"

As soon as these words were spoken, they completely shocked everyone present.

If you lose your cultivation level, it will be even more cruel than killing the other party.

In this world where martial arts is the most respected, if you lose your cultivation and cannot practice, you will be a waste of people for the rest of your life, which will be even more painful than death.

"Lingyun, you dare!"

"If you dare to abolish my cultivation, I will definitely ask everyone in your General's Mansion to bury you!"

Han Xian roared in anger when he heard Ling Yun's words.

I think he was so majestic that the second young master of the Han family had been so majestic for so many years.

It’s okay if you are interrupted by someone, but you are threatened to kneel down and beg for mercy and lose your cultivation. How can you bear such a shame?

"Threatening me?"

"I clearly remember that you told me this way before. Are you allowed to threaten me and not to threaten you?"

"What's the reason?"

Ling Yun looked down at Han Xian with a disdainful look and said sarcastically.

"Lingyun, if you dare to deprive me of my cultivation, my father will definitely not let you go. You will definitely die miserably!"

Han Xian was completely crazy at this moment. He endured the severe pain all over his body and wanted to threaten Lingyun. He didn't believe his father's identity and couldn't suppress Lingyun.

If the other party dares to abolish his cultivation, then the Han family will definitely break up with their general's mansion to fight a life-and-death battle, and will never stop until death.

Upon hearing this, Ling Yun sneered disdainfully and did not take the other party's threat seriously.

"I, Lingyun, do not accept any threats. Don't threaten me with your father. Even if your father is here now, I will still destroy your cultivation!"

After saying that, Ling Yun slapped Han Xian's terrified gaze and slapped the other party's dantian hard.

"Play ~"
Chapter completed!