"The Lin family girl is good, really good." Mo Bin praised.
Hearing Mr. Mo praise his daughter several times, Lin Xiao felt happy. Mr. Mo might have taken a liking to Lin Dongxue's talent. He said humbly: "Old Mo is so complimentary. This girl is just fooling around."
Mr. Mo shook his head to deny Lin Xiao's courtesy and continued to praise: "This is not a blind attack. Although Miss Lin is one level different from Sun Long, she can accurately find the weakness of his attack every time.
And his shooting speed is very fast. Although there is some gap between him and Tang Yan, compared with ordinary warriors, having this kind of fighting experience is already rare and valuable.
The two rookies in your city have similar fighting styles. It must have been guided by City Master Lin.
City Master Lin is very determined to be able to teach such talents! "
Fang Wentian and others felt their hearts skip a beat when they heard that Mo Bin mentioned Tang Yan again. Could it be that Mr. Mo has secretly appointed two contestants from Yuncheng?
Lin Xiao felt very embarrassed. He knew his own affairs best.
I have worked hard to train Lin Dongxue for more than ten years, and I am still better than ordinary family members, but there is still a big gap between being outstanding.
Without Tang Yan, Lin Dongxue's chance of winning in the second round of duel would be very slim.
After more than ten days of Tang Yan's efforts, his daughter's potential was like a gold mine, which Tang Yan vigorously tapped out.
Compared with Tang Yan, his own teachings were nothing to mention.
Lin Xiao laughed a few times in agreement. It was difficult for Lin Xiao to explain, so he had to be shameless and modest.
"Bang!" Just as Lin Xiao and Mo Bin were waiting to greet each other, a dull collision sounded, followed by people's exclamations.
Lin Dongxue actually grabbed an opening and punched Sun Long away!
"This is impossible!" People rubbed their eyes and looked at the scene in front of them in disbelief.
Those who supported Lin Dongxue had smiles on their faces.
"I won." Lin Dongxue curled her lips and sneered, "It's a good thing I didn't go to drink tea with you."
Sun Long's face turned red. Lin Dongxue's punch hit his Dantian, and his energy was temporarily blocked. He was indeed defeated.
He was a dignified fourth-level Xuanjie master, but he was defeated by a woman with only a third-level strength. Thinking about what he said to Lin Dongxue when he came on stage, Sun Long felt his face burning.
"Yuncheng Lin Dongxue wins!" The red-robed old man, who recovered from his sluggishness, announced loudly.
Lin Dongxue's victory was indeed beyond everyone's expectations, and discussions continued in the stadium for a while.
"Yes, it's really amazing." Tang Yan immediately praised Lin Dongxue when he saw her coming down.
"Of course, how could I miss when I take action?" Lin Dongxue said with a proud voice, "This time you are facing one of the four young masters from the Eastern Region. You must be careful."
"I'm very interested in someone's bet. How could I lose?" Tang Yan pointed out.
Hearing Tang Yan's mean words, Lin Dongxue blushed slightly. She didn't know what Tang Yan was talking about, so she spat angrily: "You are so thick-skinned, I hate you so much."
"You don't want to default on your debt, do you?" Tang Yan said in surprise: "As the daughter of the City Lord's Palace, what Miss Lin said completely represents the City Lord's Palace."
Lin Dongxue said angrily: "If you can win the championship, my words will naturally count. But if you lose, don't forget to train with me for a month."
"It's a deal."
The next battle is between Wan Fei and Song Ze, one of the four young masters from the Eastern Region!
Song Ze's strength has already reached the fourth level of Xuan level, and his strength is extraordinary.
As one of the four young masters, Song Ze did not have that domineering attitude. Instead, he stretched out his hand gently and said: "Miss Wan Fei, please."
"The duel begins!" Seeing that the two of them were ready, the old man in red robe ordered it to begin.
When Song Ze's fourth-level Xuan level strength burst out, those who supported Song Ze burst into cheers. That condensed aura has obviously consolidated the strength of the fourth grade.
Tang Yan narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Wan Fei on the stage, with a trace of doubt in his heart.
Wan Fei didn't have any background in Fangcheng. How did she master the cultivation resources? How to enter the third level of Xuan level?
For a moment, Tang Yan also had some doubts about Wan Fei's strength. Is she really only at the third level of Xuan level?
Soon, Tang Yan had the answer to his guess.
An equally fierce aura erupted from Wan Fei.
Fourth level Xuan level!
Feeling the momentum coming from Wan Fei, Tang Yan was a little surprised. This woman was indeed not simple!
"Be careful!" Wan Fei warned, and an extremely fierce aura suddenly appeared, like a volcano erupting, instantly erupting with extremely terrifying power.
"Xuan level martial arts!"
Aware of the oppression brought by Wan Fei, Song Ze did not dare to be careless. The true energy in his body circulated, and a blue mountain shadow appeared in front of him: "Landslide Strength!"
From the very beginning, there was a battle of martial arts, which instantly aroused the interest of countless people.
After the blow, Wan Fei quickly rushed towards Song Ze.
As expected of a well-known mercenary in Fangcheng, Wan Fei has extremely rich combat experience. Although Song Ze has been famous for a long time, he does not have any advantage in terms of moves.
After a few moves, Wan Fei, who had calmed down, threw another martial arts move.
"Blood kill!" He yelled, and a blood-red red light circled around Wan Fei's arm, flowing continuously like a red snake.
Seeing Wan Fei activate his martial arts so quickly, Song Ze's face became serious.
The martial arts used by the crazy woman this time are still at the Xuan level. If she uses a few more martial arts, will this battle be won?
Moreover, why is this crazy woman using her martial arts skills so fast?
In a hurry, Song Ze could only use Huang-level martial arts to deal with it. Due to the disparity in martial arts, Song Ze actually fell behind.
"This Wan Fei can actually shorten the time it takes to perform martial arts!" Mo Bin's eyes flashed with surprise. A place as big as the Eastern Region could actually produce such a talent!
The ensuing battle also proved that Song Ze's worries were not unnecessary.
After a few moves, Wan Fei came with another martial arts attack. The martial arts are released very quickly, and the level is still Xuan level.
Song Ze almost collapsed. He thought he would win the situation, but why did he meet such a freak? Take another move from her. If she uses martial arts again after a few moves, I will admit defeat!
After this confrontation of martial arts, Song Ze, who was already at a disadvantage, became even more critical.
The original voices supporting Song Ze were like a chicken that had been strangled by the neck and could no longer crow.
There is a kind of metaphysics: the less you want something to happen, the greater the chance of it happening!
Song Ze, who was waiting for an opportunity to regain his disadvantage, felt that the defense in his heart finally collapsed when he felt an extremely powerful aura.
"Cloud-dispelling palm!" After a sweet shout, the overwhelming palm shadows pressed towards Song Ze in waves like clouds.
"Bang bang bang!"
"puff!"
Song Ze, who was already at a disadvantage, finally couldn't resist the impact of high-level martial arts. After being hit with three palms in a row, a mouthful of blood spurted out.
"Mr. Song, accept the concession!"
Wan Fei cupped her hands towards Song Ze, with a confident smile on her face. Her mature and decisive queenly temperament made many men feel a little distracted.
"In the second game, Fangcheng Wanfei wins!" The old man in red robe announced the result.
Wan Fei glanced down the stage and his eyes happened to fall on Yuncheng's seat.
When she saw Tang Yan, the smile on Wan Fei's face didn't last for two seconds and suddenly disappeared without a trace.
