Each of the young martial arts masters is a genius in the Eastern Region and is extremely proud!
They originally didn't care about the fight between the Hidden Sect and the East Region Pavilion!
but!
When he stepped onto the stage, he saw many disciples of the East Region Pavilion standing behind a handsome man with respectful expressions. The disciples of the East Region Pavilion also changed their previous pattern of dealing with Ye Zhuixun. Instead, the handsome man walked directly to Lin Tingfeng and said in a cold voice: "I know you are young and it is not easy to cultivate to this level. If I accidentally kill you or cripple you, don't blame me. Blame your master!"
The overbearing voice, full of confidence and malicious intent, caused the audience to be silent for a moment!
But in a moment!
The martial arts masters who were originally fighting on the stage separated in an instant...
Swish, swish, swish!
All eyes turned to the man who spoke, and then their pupils suddenly shrank!
Lan Wuxin!
Born in Jialan Country, the first of the seven countries, he is a super genius rarely seen in Jialan Country in a hundred years. He was spotted by the East Region Pavilion in the last Seven Countries Ranking Battle and joined the East Region Pavilion. In just a few years, he has transformed from an inconspicuous ordinary disciple to one of the top three figures of the younger generation of the East Region Pavilion!
At the same time, he became famous in the Eastern Region and ranked fifth on the Tianlong List!
In addition to the grudge between the uncle elder and Lou Qianxue, there is also a life between him and Lou Qianxue!
Princess Lan Lingling of the Jialan Kingdom was killed by Lou Qianxue in the Seven Kingdoms Ranking Tournament on the Fenghuo Plains!
"Blame my master?" Lin Tingfeng looked at him strangely, deliberately misinterpreting: "Blame my master for what? Blame her for being too beautiful, are you jealous of her? So you want to kill me?"
Lan Wuxin was not angry, but his cold eyes narrowed for a moment.
"I won't bully you. Let's fight one on one. Do you dare?"
Lin Tingfeng raised his eyebrows, glanced at the East Region Pavilion disciples behind Lan Wuxin, then turned back to look at the Hidden Sect disciples who were faintly protecting him, and raised the corner of his mouth: "In fact, I am the one who suffers in a one-on-one fight. After all, your helpers are much worse than my fellow disciples!"
"You!" The disciples from the East Region Pavilion behind Lan Wuxin were faintly angry!
Lan Wuxin's face instantly darkened...
“But—” Lin Tingfeng smiled nonchalantly: “Since you’ve asked me for help, I can’t turn you down. Let’s fight!”
"Arrogant!" Lan Wuxin scolded with a cold face!
Others also looked at him as if he were a dead person or a fool.
"Lou Qianxue's disciples are really all weird... Ye Zhuixun was so shameless before, and now Lin Tingfeng is so arrogant and has no self-awareness!"
Swish, swish, swish!
The eyes of Wu Jun Tianjiao on the stage also lit up instantly, full of fighting spirit!
Their expectant gazes all fell on Lan Wuxin!
Lin Tingfeng’s move might not be worth their while to watch, but the move of the fifth on the Eastern Region’s Dragon Ranking is something that is rarely seen!
Only the Hidden Sect disciples had strange looks on their faces. After looking at Lan Wuxin with sympathy, they retreated together with the other martial geniuses, leaving the center position on the martial arts arena to Lan Wuxin and Lin Tingfeng.
brush!
A silver sword shot out from behind Lin Tingfeng and hovered at his side. It was cold and sharp, and full of fighting spirit, ready to make a move.
"I heard that you are fifth on the Tianlong Ranking."
Lin Tingfeng smiled and said, "So, if I accidentally beat you, can I replace you and become the fifth on the Tianlong Ranking, bringing honor to our sect and my master?"
"Humph!" Lan Wuxin, who seemed to be humiliated and embarrassed for no reason, sneered: "If you have the ability, just come and take my fifth place on the Tianlong Ranking!"
Four more chapters!
(End of this chapter)