"Haha?! Young Sect Master, didn't you just say it? The strong is respected, how can we know that your status is higher than me if we haven't tried it?" Ling Feng grinned and looked at Long Cheng beside him. He arched his hand, "Hello Uncle Long, did Ling Lang say that just now?"
"Haha... I did say so, but it also depends on whether your status is above the same starting point. If the starting point is different, naturally you can't compare it." Long Cheng is not stupid, knowing that Ling Feng is a process. Biting gold, said with a dry smile.
The Fourth Elder was also shocked on the sidelines, thinking, this is over! Other people also raised a heart for this, and Zhao Xiangyu, who was standing next to Han Yingying, smiled in his heart. He couldn't bear to see someone stealing the limelight, so he could always watch a joke now.
"Haha! Not bad, but my status is not necessarily low!" Ling Feng was startled, but soon calmed down, replaced with an unruly smile, came to Han Yingying's side, and kissed directly. Han Yingying's little mouth.
"Woo..." Han Yingying didn't respond at all, and his body was shocked. He was about to struggle away, but was held tightly in his arms by Ling Feng. Han Yingying's mind was about to explode. Now, the blush on his face circle after circle.
Ling Feng didn't want to go too far, just let go, leaving her dumbfounded.
"I! This young master is the fiancé of the young pavilion lord! This status should be no worse than that of the young lord? How? Do you dare to challenge the young lord? Ha ha! If you dare not, that's fine, I've seen you a long time ago Only bullying girls, hey..." Ling Feng let go, before the shocked people could react, he said loudly.
"This kid, unexpectedly made this trick... Hehe..." The mood of the Fourth Elder and others were ups and downs, and they were about to be mentally disabled. Zhao Xiangyu's face was blue with anger at the moment, his fists were clenched tightly, thinking that he had been soaking her for so long, and he hadn't even touched his fingers... But it was not easy to attack...
"Huh! Just compare! See how you died!?" Long Yue didn't have the slippery head of Ling Feng and others. He was very angry at the moment, and he let out a cold snort and leapt onto the thunder platform in the middle with his feet!
"Uncle Long, would you please announce that this is the end-to-end game! Under Lingfeng!"
Ling Feng arched his hands and did not rush to the thunder platform, causing Long Yue who was standing on the thunder platform to jump like thunder. Long Cheng rolled his throat, looked at his unsatisfactory son on the thunder platform, nodded pretentiously and quietly, and jumped onto the thunder platform.
"Today, Long Yue, Long's son, will play a fair game with Ling Feng, the fiancé of the Young Master of the Supreme Pavilion, so please be a witness."
"Good!..." There was an instant boiling off the court, looking forward to this game very much.
"Hmph, I don't believe that your talent will be better than my Yue'er! It depends on the training conditions! Hmph!" Long Cheng just didn't realize that Ling Feng was so powerful, he only knew that he had destroyed his plan and failed. Provoked the humiliating battle between the two cases, "Yue'er, fight to death!"
Before leaping off the stage, Long Cheng left a word, and Ling Feng was also unceremonious. He jumped up, and the whole momentum was no worse than Long Yue, and at the same time it caused a cheer off the court!
"Really... Really Ling Feng! He turned out to be the fiancé of Ji Zun Pavilion Young Pavilion Master?! How could it be?" Zhu Tian, who was in the audience, was shocked, scared, hated, regretful, and messed up for a while... "Talk to Master Hanning first..."
Ling Feng glanced at Zhu Tian off the court, and saw him hurriedly leaving the spot and walking into the mansion. Ling Feng had already guessed one or two, he snorted and made a quick decision! But when I was about to do it, I had a new idea.
"Uncle Long! If my nephew wins by luck! Can you agree to the next request?" Ling Feng shouted loudly in front of the audience!
"Nephew of Ling Feng! If you win, just say it!" Standing not far away from the field, Long Cheng didn’t know what medicine Lingfeng Calabash was buying, but it’s not good to be a face of so many people. A junior lost his temper and smiled immediately.
"Okay! Thank you Uncle Long in advance! If my nephew is lucky enough to win, I hope I can fight with Madam Han's brother Zhu Tian, regardless of victory or defeat! I must be safely sent down the mountain! Can it?!" Ling Feng said loudly. .
"Hehe! If you win, all this uncle will depend on you!"
When Long Cheng heard this, he couldn't help but feel a little dissatisfied, and no matter who he was challenging, he would send him down the mountain by safety, as if he would harm him because of the opponent's victory, and said himself in front of so many people. Villain.
"Okay! Uncle Long said nothing! Then my nephew can fight with confidence!" Ling Feng did not forget to add another sentence.
"Why is this kid challenging Zhu Tian? How can his strength fight against a soul? What on earth does he want to do?" Long Chengyu thought the more questions he could not help but looked back at Ji Zunge and others. They found that they were also at a loss.
"Not good! Brother Han! Brother Han!" Zhu Tian ran to the Master Hall in a panic, and saw Han Ning, who was busy with the late work of the conference, said anxiously!
"That person is Ling Feng! He is not only Ling Feng! He is also the fiancé of the Young Master of the Supreme Pavilion!" Han Ning was shocked when he heard such an explosive news before he had time to ask in the future.
"How did you know?" Han Ning asked calmly without disturbing his position because of the other's anxiety, confirming that is the first step.
"Miscellaneous! He is now competing with the Young Sect Master!" Zhu Tian woke up and said nervously in the back.
"What? A stumbling block in the plan!? Go out and have a look!" Han Ning was also taken aback. This kid killed him. Not only did he break the plan but also brought danger to the Young Sect Master. The incident was completely messed up. .
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"Come here! I don't need a weapon!" Ling Feng stretched out his hand and motioned for the opponent to come and attack. Long Yue saw the opponent's arrogant arrogance, and the anger became even greater. He immediately stepped on his foot and shot away, shaking his hand in the air. A rapier appeared in his hand immediately.
"Huh! Go to hell! Intermediate division, Jian Yu thorn!"
When Long Yue came to a distance of three feet away from Ling Feng, he immediately shouted and slapped a knot with one hand. The sword in his hand shook, and immediately turned into hundreds of sword lights and pierced towards Ling Feng. The sword light was as dense as rain, and instantly covered half of the minefield.
"Huh, this elementary skill is a good elementary skill, but you are still short of a firing throat!" Ling Feng didn't want to use any elementary skills at all, so he immediately exploded under his feet, and his body shot up to ten feet. high.
"How could his feet emit such a powerful explosive force?!" The Fourth Elder and others were secretly surprised, and they couldn't see what Ling Feng was doing, and they still didn't use the technology.