Soon, the fourth battle began.

Ling Youdao first went to see Ling Youjun's battle. He was known as the third genius of the Cangli Ling clan. He belonged to the Changfang monk. He had both the spiritual roots of water and earth. Among them, the spiritual roots of earth reached six inches and the spiritual roots of water reached five inches.

On the way, he went to see Ling Wei's battle. She was known as the fourth genius of the Cangli Ling family. She possessed the double spiritual roots of water and wood, including five inches of water and three inches of wood.

Because she is a descendant of the Cangli Ling family, she can only be called Ling Youwei after the foundation is successfully established.

But as a child of a sideline, even if he has two spiritual roots, it is extremely difficult to obtain the foundation-building pill.

Both of them have the cultivation level of the eighth level of Qi training, and they are only one line away from breaking through to the ninth level of Qi training. If nothing unexpected happens, both of them defeated their opponents and successfully advanced to the next round.

"The monks in the fifth game will quickly reach their respective battle arenas. After half a cup of tea, the fifth game will officially begin."

In the sky, Ling Yuanqing stood with his sword and whispered loudly to the people in the arena below.

Ling Youdao walked onto the 31st arena. There was already a thin middle-aged man with stubble and disheveled hair standing in the ring.

The referee is an old man, but his right hand is broken. As for the specific cultivation level, he can't tell, but at least it is the eighth level of Qi training.

There are many monks like him who are disabled for Cangli Ling's family. For such monks, Cangli Ling's family is a favorable supporter.

They were transferred from the position of fighting and killing, and instead asked them to do some professors and take care of the easier things in the spiritual field.

In the distance, Ling Renyi grabbed Ling Dingxiong's clothes, "Grandpa, it's my third uncle's turn to fight. Let's go and see the third uncle's fight."

He pointed to a ring in the distance, and the person on the ring was Ling Youdao.

Ling Renxin also said, "Grandpa, let's go quickly. If you don't go, the competition will be over."

Ling Dingshan smiled and said, "Okay, let's go and see your third uncle fight now."

The three of them soon arrived under the 31st arena. At this time, the battle has not yet begun, and the two of them on the sport are looking at each other.

Ling Renxin shouted: "Come on Uncle San!"

Ling Renyi waved his small fist and was in a very high mood. "Uncle San, defeat him."

Upon hearing this, Ling Youdao gave the two little guys a look of relief.

It was not that he did not take his opponent seriously, but that the middle-aged man on the opposite side had only the fifth level of Qi training.

After a while, the referee said, "The battle begins."

Ling Youdao instantly took out the Fire Sword and stared at the other party with his eyes. Although the other party was just a cultivator at the fifth level of Qi training, he would not be careless if he really fought.

Under Ling Youdao's eyes, the middle-aged man took out a trident halberd from the storage bag very seriously, revealing his desire to compare and fight, just like an island warrior.

Ling Youdao was shocked for no reason, "Although this person is only a cultivator at the fifth level of Qi training, he gives people a very powerful feeling and cannot be underestimated."

It seemed a little quiet on the fighting stage, like the tranquility before the storm.

Seven or eight spectators under the ring stared at the two on the ring. Although the two had low cultivation, they were full of momentum.

Suddenly, the middle-aged man took the lead in shouting: "Kill!"

As he said that, the middle-aged man rushed towards Ling Youdao with a trident halberd in his hand. When Ling Youdao was about to make some move, the middle-aged man retreated and stared at him tightly as if he had just happened.

Ling Youdao had not yet figured out the intention of the middle-aged man. Seeing that the other party was staring at him tightly, in order to prevent him from finding a flaw, he immediately abandoned the distracting thoughts and stared at the other party with his eyes again.

Under the ring, someone asked in confusion: "What is that person doing?"

Someone said, "Didn't you see it? He is testing Ling Youdao!"

"I see."

On the ring, the two of them had been breathing for more than a dozen times, and the middle-aged man suddenly shouted: "Kill!"

He held a trident halberd in his right hand and rushed towards Ling Youdao with a look of death.

However, just as Ling Youdao reacted, the middle-aged man retreated and stared at him with his clever eyes.

Ling Youdao did not dare to be careless, and could only stare at the middle-aged man vigilantly. The two of them were in a deadlock again in an instant.

"Which is this going to happen?"

The man asked again in confusion, and the person next to him replied in certainty: "It should be that the previous temptation did not find Ling Youdao's weakness, so he made the second temptation."

"So have you found his weakness this time?"

"Yes...you should have found it."

Just at this moment, the middle-aged man shouted again: "Kill!"

He rushed towards Ling Youdao with a three-pointed halberd in his hand. When Ling Youdao was about to meet him, the middle-aged man went back again.

Seeing this scene, Ling Youdao was also drunk, "Brother, what are you doing? Are you still fighting?"

But I heard the middle-aged man say seriously: "Who is your brother? I am a monk of the Ding generation, and you should call me uncle."

"Then are you still fighting?"

Ling Youdao was wondering, and the middle-aged man suddenly rushed to his side with a three-pointed halberd in his hand, and the three-pointed halberd in his hand attacked him.

The sudden attack shocked Ling Youdao. He pointed his toes and immediately pulled back.

However, the middle-aged man on the opposite side was reluctant to give in and wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to defeat him in one fell swoop.

After only one breath, Ling Youdao stepped back several times in a row, retreated from the middle of the ring to the edge of the ring, and finally almost stabilized his position.

"Grandpa, Isn't Uncle Third Going to Lose?" Ling Renyi looked at Ling Dingxiong and asked.

"Your third uncle is young after all, and his combat experience is not as rich as that of his opponent, so he was taken first by the opponent. However, your third uncle has a higher cultivation level and is now stabilizing his position, so that person should be worried."

The two little guys nodded in a vague way, turned around and continued to stare at the two people on the ring.

Ling Youdao stared at the man tightly, "It is indeed a good tactic to do one move, and then lose one after another."

"Your explanation is very appropriate."

"However, it's a pity that your plan failed. Now it's my turn."

Ling Youdao laughed and kicked the edge of the ring with his feet, jumped high, and the fire sword wrapped in a layer of flame, pressing towards the middle-aged man with a terrifying heat wave.

The middle-aged man hurriedly raised the three-pointed halberd, and the fire sword slashed the three-pointed halberd, and he took several steps in a row.

"Boy, I'm a certain generation, my uncle."

Ling Youdao's movements kept on his hands, but he said, "At this time, don't say that you are the uncle of the Ding generation, even if you are the grandfather of the Yuan generation, I, Ling Youdao, will be fined."

Hearing this, the middle-aged man was shocked, "I met a ruthless person this year, but I couldn't beat him, but I couldn't beat him..."

As he said that, he took a few steps and then jumped out of the ring.

Ling Youdao was stunned!

“…”

"Oh, Uncle San won."

The two little guys waved their fists happily.
Chapter completed!