Lin Pingzhen was very tired at the moment, but he still relied on his willpower to maintain the most basic etiquette.
Just after the competition ended, he saw his master and others at the head of the group at a glance. Lin Pingzhen also knew in his heart that it was because of the two of them that these elders who would never come out could not help but come forward in person.
For both emotional and logical reasons, he should come to see him according to the etiquette, so as not to lose the master's face.
Fortunately, these elders were not difficult to deal with. They did not ask him about the specific things just now. He asked a few questions and ended the conversation considerately.
True Lord Xuanyang knew that he must be exhausted, and felt sorry for his child, so he wanted to end it quickly and let him go back to adjust his breathing. Today’s session really took a lot of energy...
Lin Ping really wanted to nod but when he stepped back, his eyes unexpectedly fell on a point not far away, and his eyes froze.
True Lord Xuanyang noticed his momentary stagnation and followed his gaze, just in time to see the backs of True Lord Yuanheng and his group as they left.
Lin Pingzhen asked hesitantly, with some uncertainty: "...just now I seemed to hear someone calling me while I was in prison." If he heard correctly, it should be Ningxia's voice.
"You should also thank her. You two lost control just now. When she found out that there was a problem on your side, her first reaction was to find the referee's disciple, saying that she wanted to find someone who could take charge." Qin Feng chuckled after hearing this. He said: "Speaking of which, your little sister is also very tight. If I hadn't held her back, I would have pounced on her and chopped her off myself."
Qin Feng was teasing Lin Pingzhen. After all, even if he didn't hold her back, Ningxia wouldn't be able to go into battle to solve the situation in person. After all, she still knows how much she weighs. Wouldn't it be like asking for death if she blocked the car with her arms?
However, she found out that it was true to stop her, and her attitude was still very tough. Many disciples of Longyin Peak saw it at that time. Especially the group that went to Xunyang City to interact with Ningxia, they happened to see it clearly. Naturally, I am also grateful for her sincerity towards her junior brother.
I just didn't expect Ningxia to shout out. They were stuck when they came and didn't see the front. They weren't sure whether Ningxia called someone.
True Lord Xuanyang said: "Yes."
What does Lin Ping really want to say...
"Brother Pingzhen!" The woman's urgent voice came from not far away, full of anxiety, and she came running here accompanied by the sound of hurried footsteps.
Lin Ping's words were swallowed back into his throat, he turned slightly to the side and stood firm. Sure enough, the girl rushed over, threw herself on Lin Pingzhen, and said with a cry: "Brother Pingzhen, are you okay? You scared me to death."
The hands holding the sleeves were very tight. Being held in this position made Lin Ping really uncomfortable, and his already aching head hurt even more. But he tried not to show it on his face, gently patted the girl's head, and comforted her with a long-lost soft tone.
After repeated comforting, the person was calmed down, and Yuan Yuhua finally stopped holding on to the person tightly.
Only then did he realize that he was still too unbecoming in front of his elders. Lin Pingzhen just let Yuan Yuhua take his leave and prepared to go back to the cave in Longyin Peak to adjust his breathing for a while. Fortunately, the heads of other peaks had been scattered, leaving only Zhenjun and a few elders from the same branch, so everyone was not surprised by this.
True Lord Xuanyang nodded without comment, and then led the elders away from the crowd towards other competition stages. Now that you're already there, you might as well watch other competitions.
True Lord Xuanyang is seriously considering the possibility of setting aside a seat to watch the game tomorrow.
Only a group of disciples from Longyin Peak were left. Qin Feng was not polite and said with a smile: "Junior Sister Yuan, please take it easy. Junior Brother Lin is afraid that he will be seriously injured. He will be choked if you come so hard."
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The opposite person, Pingyang Zhenren, was a strong man who became a disciple of Xuanling Zhenjun halfway and fought for a place in Longyin Peak, a place full of talented people, in an extremely embarrassing position.
The latter's power is deeply rooted in the minds of the younger generation of disciples, and he can be regarded as a strong person recognized by the younger generation of Longyin Peak disciples. Even some fellow monks were convinced by him, and few would openly challenge him.
Where is Lin Pingzhen? He is strong, but as mentioned before, he is too young, has little experience, and his support rate is far lower than the latter. There are always people who look down on him, spread all kinds of rumors, and there are even those who are really not smart enough to show true feelings to him.
Moreover, in terms of cultivation alone, the difference is really too far. Even relatives and friends who know Lin Ping very well do not dare to bet on him. From the beginning to the end, the only one who believed that Lin Ping really was Xuanyang Zhenjun.
But now he really slapped everyone present in the face hard, leaving no room for mercy.
He won. Cut off the sword demon cloud that restrained him with his own hands, and be the first to break out of this predicament.
The opponent has yet to regain consciousness and is still immersed in the nightmare caused by the sword energy invading his body.
Seeing Lin Pingzhen cleanly knock down the unconscious Pingyang master from the competition platform, Xuanling Zhenjun's face became terrifyingly dark. The disciples around him didn't even dare to look at his face.
The venue was silent for a moment, and then burst into cheers.
Most of them were applauding the sword that Lin Pingzhen used to break free. Although it looks like there is no skill, it can even be said to be simple and simple, but the starting and ending movements exude a kind of power that makes people unable to take their eyes away.
When the sword rises, it has a stormy temperament and a spring breeze turning into rain. The strong contrast gives people a deep impression and impact.
To be honest, Lin Pingzhen's journey to this day is all about his reputation. If he can fully start his career in this grand event, then his path to success will be unstoppable.
Lin Pingzhen used practical actions to deliver an amazing and satisfying answer to this seemingly impossible test.
Everyone admires Qiang and also likes the drama of Jedi counterattack. Lin Ping really accidentally hit both of them. The process was incredible and the ending was a bit funny. The battle finally satisfied most of the passers-by.
There was a small area that was so quiet that the sound of breathing could not be heard. The surrounding disciples wanted to hold their breath and lower their heads, pretending that they did not exist, so as not to disturb a certain volcano that was about to erupt. Many people are regretting why they got together just now. Now they can't retreat even if they want to. Wouldn't it be more conspicuous? Everyone was as silent as a cicada, wishing they could retract themselves into the ground.
A disciple was supporting someone and walking cautiously towards this side. The person being supported was quite tall. There was a little dust on his gorgeous purple clothes, and he looked really embarrassed. The person who supported him was very careful, walked slowly to True Lord Xuanling, and carefully called out: "True Lord Xuanling, my disciple has brought Senior Brother Wang back. Look..."
All the disciples who lowered their heads and looked at their noses and hearts secretly praised "How brave" in their hearts.
