"Damn it, it's really despicable."
Wang Bing roared angrily, retreating steadily under Zhang Lingyu's offensive. He screamed repeatedly as he was beaten by Yin Lei, but he still gritted his teeth and held on, refusing to give in just like this.
But in the end, he was unable to save himself. His body was constantly struck with scorched black wounds from the lightning strikes. Even his face was occasionally hit with a few slap marks, which made his nose bruised and his face swollen, which was a bit funny.
After being insulted and frustrated one after another, Wang Bing almost fell into a state of madness, spouting vague and obscene words, and wanted to fight Zhang Lingyu until death.
And all this fell in Wang Ai's eyes.
He just felt that each slap was slapped on his old face.
Half of my heart was distressed for my beloved grandson, and half was resentful of Zhang Taichu.
Thinking of this, he secretly looked at Zhang Taichu not far away with his old eyes.
When he saw the cheerful smile on the other person's face, his breath froze for a moment, and he felt extremely aggrieved.
But he could only twist the jeweled crutch in his hand with his palm, helpless.
Zhang Taichu, who was sitting in the corner of the audience seat, had a keen sense and had already noticed the hatred and murderous intention coming from Wang Ai.
However, he didn't care at all, and only regarded it as the rage of an incompetent person. He looked at the audience, Zhang Lingyu, who had completely gained the advantage, and the increasingly skilled Yin Wulei in the opponent's hands, and felt very satisfied.
"Yes, Ling Yu's progress during this period is gratifying, especially the progress in Yin Wu Lei. It seems that the knot that once troubled him has been solved a lot."
Zhang Taichu looked at Zhang Lingyu, who was getting more and more courageous in the field, and nodded in approval.
Then, in his mind, he remembered how his disciple looked after being hungover in the bar last time, and kept calling the word "Xia He" in his mouth.
"One of the Four Mad Men, Bone Scraper Xia He, is this the person that a fool like me likes? He is also the person who is causing you pain..."
Zhang Taichu thought about it, but he didn't have any discrimination in his heart towards Xia He, who was dubbed the "universal demon".
It's very simple. In his opinion, how could the person who allowed his disciple to torture him like this really be a heinous bastard?
On the contrary, he felt that perhaps Quanxing's attack on Longhu Mountain would be a good opportunity.
"When the time comes, can you catch that little Xia He, and then hug me, this stupid disciple, and give these two little babies an opportunity to talk to each other and be sincere to each other?"
Zhang Taichu touched his chin and felt that it was very feasible.
And just when he was planning.
In the crowds of spectator seats all around, there was a mixture of energy among the many people.
However, a familiar Qi machine suddenly appeared, provoking his nerves without anyone noticing, but was warned by Zhang Taichu's perception.
"Is this the person who tricked me yesterday?"
Zhang Taichu raised his eyebrows and withdrew from his thoughts.
At this moment, he clearly felt a unique and familiar energy fluctuation.
Although it was very weak, mixed with the energy of many people, it was certain that it was one of the three crazy people who attacked him yesterday.
So Zhang Taichu had a thought in his mind, followed the source of the Qi machine, turned his head and looked, and immediately locked on the target.
It was an unshaven man with glasses and a slovenly appearance. He was leaning on the railing of the auditorium, looking straight at him. Zhang Lingyu, who was in the martial arts arena, followed his figure with his eyes, looking at him. Undivided attention.
And the way he leaned on the railing was casual and casual, but it exuded a natural beauty that people couldn't help but pay attention to.
The few onlookers who had offended him couldn't help but glance sideways, attracted by him.
"Hey, she looks different from yesterday. The little girl is pretty good at pretending."
Zhang Taichu curled his lips and easily saw the true identity of the "sloppy man with glasses".
Bone scraper——Xia He!
The other party looked at him and saw that he must have used some kind of disguise technique to change his appearance and body posture.
But the energy that can captivate people's souls unintentionally cannot be hidden.
Zhang Taichu had a keen awareness, so he could easily see through it.
"The little girl is quite courageous. She gave me a good meal yesterday. Today she changed her appearance and ran up again. It seems that she also misses me as her apprentice."
Zhang Taichu looked at Xia He who was leaning on the railing with interest.
The other party's mind was focused on Zhang Lingyu in the scene, and he didn't notice his gaze at all.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, that little look in my disciple's face would make him melt." Zhang Taichu smiled happily.
He originally thought that his disciple had unrequited love.
But now it seems that the girl also likes Zhang Lingyu, not just in an ordinary way.
"The two little kids clearly like each other very much, but they torture each other. This is really amazing."
"No, as a master, I can never sit idly by."
Zhang Taichu thought about it, and made up his mind to take advantage of this opportunity to make a big fuss in Longhu Mountain to give these two juniors a chance to take charge!
And at this time.
In the martial arts arena.
Wang Bing, who had been whipped repeatedly, finally couldn't hold on any longer.
Even though he had endless hatred in his heart, and without enough strength, he could only continue to be crushed by Zhang Lingyu.
There was another blow, and his fists were bound by the tentacles transformed from Yin Wu Lei, and he was hit by another Yin Lei whip. His whole body flew out again, rolled on the ground several times, and lay on his back. on the ground.
"Cough cough cough!"
Wang Bing couldn't help spitting out a mouthful of blood. His originally arrogant and unruly face was now bruised and swollen, and his body was trembling violently, enduring the pain of being attacked by Yin Lei.
"Woo..."
He struggled to stretch out his two palms to support his body, and stood up unsteadily from the ground. His eyelids were swollen with only a slit left, and he looked in a daze.
"Zhang Taichu! Zhang Lingyu! Damn it, damn it!" Wang Bing muttered vaguely, with tears in his red and swollen eyes.
As he spoke, he walked slowly towards Zhang Lingyu in the distance with staggering steps.
The cultivation level that had skyrocketed by devouring the elves was still not enough in front of the opponent. At this moment, the sea of Qi was completely exhausted and no more power could be extracted.
The original dream of revenge was shattered, and he was severely humiliated again in front of everyone.
This made him, who had always been unruly and arrogant since childhood, feel that life was worse than death!
"Zhang Lingyu, go to hell!"
Wang Bing roared one last time, waved his fist, and rushed towards Zhang Lingyu.
But in the eyes of the latter, it was as slow as a snail.
"The game is over."
Zhang Lingyu spoke softly, and at the same time, with a flick of his sleeve, the long whip transformed from Yin Wu Lei struck Wang Bing's legs hard, causing him to kneel to the ground with a bang.
Another whip hit Wang Bing on the head, causing him to faint immediately.
The Yin Wu Lei dissipated and his Qi breath converged. Zhang Lingyu, who was still spotless, just stood there, waiting for the referee to announce the result.
At this point, the winner is decided!
