What happened at the Didian martial arts training ground soon spread a lot and even aroused heated discussion. After all, both Lin Zheng and Ma Da were one of the candidates for the chief disciple of the Didian...
Therefore, when they learned the result of the fight between the two, some of the disciples who had been watching the fire from the other side were stunned.
"What? Then Lin Zheng actually easily defeated Ma Da, a disciple of Elder Yang Kuang of the Earth Palace, and broke both of Ma Da's legs in front of Tong Bao?"
"That motor is half-step to the Martial King realm. Although its strength is not at the top among Elder Yang Kuang's sect, it is obviously much stronger than Jiang Chuan who dominates the Holy Land."
"I heard that Lin Zheng hasn't used the Shura Holy Sword yet?"
"Then this motor is too weak..."
"It's probably not that the motor is too weak, but that Lin Zheng is too strong. I'm afraid he didn't expect Lin Zheng's strength to be so strong. If he could give it his all, he wouldn't be completely defeated."
"But no matter what, this Lin Zheng is really a character."
"..."
After learning about these things, countless disciples began to whisper, but this did not attract much attention. After all, neither Lin Zheng nor Ma Da was considered the top person in the Earth Palace, so the relationship between them The fight, although it generated some buzz, was quickly forgotten.
After all, most of the countless eyes in Fengyun Holy Land are focused on the top candidates in the selection competition for the chief disciples of the Five Halls.
Compared to these top candidates, people like Lin Zheng and Ma Da only play small roles.
...
In the Earth Palace, Master Yang is a disciple.
In a large hall.
Yang Kuang was sitting directly above him. His withered face was a bit ugly at this time. He stared at the trembling motor below with cold eyes. He said in a cold voice: "What a waste. If you challenge Lin Zheng, you will be unbearable." one strike."
"To suffer a complete defeat at the hands of a ninth-level martial arts master, you really embarrass me."
Ma Da was trembling and said: "Master Yang, Lin Zheng is too strong. I tried my best, but I am still no match for him."
"snort."
Yang Kuang snorted coldly and ignored the motor.
"Master Yang, this boy's strength is indeed a bit scary..." A disciple said below Yang Kuang.
"Although Junior Brother Ma Da suffered a tragic defeat at the hands of Lin Zheng, it is indeed excusable."
Other disciples in the hall also expressed their pleas for Ma Da.
"There is nothing to excuse..." Yang Kuang waved his hand and said slowly: "That's because this kid's strength is close to the Martial King realm, so he is so scary."
After all, he was also a strong man in the Martial Emperor Realm, so he naturally saw some of Lin Zheng's true strength.
"Not even half a step to the Martial King Realm, but the strength is close to the Martial King Realm?"
The others were stunned for a moment, then looked at each other in confusion.
No wonder Lin Zheng's palm was so shocking. It turned out that his strength was so terrifying.
"What a perverted boy... He actually wants to pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger? Doesn't this treat himself too much as a character?" Yang Kuang said with a cold smile.
In the hall, countless disciples sighed lightly, with helplessness in their eyes. Even the motor was dejected and gritted its teeth and said: "I see, no wonder I lost so miserably."
Yang Kuang's expression gradually calmed down. After figuring out the reason, he didn't pay much attention to Lin Zheng.
"In this Chief Disciple Selection Competition, one of our sect must win the position of Chief Disciple." Yang Kuang looked at some of the disciples in the hall. Beside him, he represented their sect in the selection of Chief Disciple. Several disciples of Zhan.
"This is related to our right to speak in the Earth Palace."
"If our sect cannot win the position of chief disciple, then there will be no place for our sect in the Earth Palace... I think you all understand the stakes in this."
Hearing this, even Tong Bao, who had always been confident, changed his expression, and the other disciples couldn't help but frown, their eyes full of worry.
There is no place for them in the Earth Palace...that is something they cannot tolerate and accept.
Yang Kuang's expression also became heavy. If they failed, Lai Hua would surely secure his position as the master of the palace and eliminate dissidents. He would be the first to bear the brunt. Because of this, he asked Ma Da to provoke Lin Zheng...
What he did was to see Lin Zheng's true strength in case something unexpected happened.
"... If we fail this time, we, as a whole, may not be able to hold our heads up when the time comes." Yang Kuang said calmly.
His eyes became gloomy and he scanned the whole place.
"Therefore, in this chief disciple selection battle, the position of chief disciple must not be lost!"
"Yes!" Ma Da and others responded in unison.
Tong Bao also nodded heavily, and then there was a ferocious arc at the corner of his mouth.
"Master Yang, don't worry. With the help of Tiandian, I will definitely enter the true Martial King realm before the chief disciple selection battle. When the time comes, I will sweep through Liu Qing, Lei Zhen, and Long Bichi without any pressure. "
"As for Lin Zheng, I will let him taste despair..."
Tong Bao smiled ferociously, his eyes full of contempt. From the beginning, he did not take Lin Zheng seriously.
Yang Kuang also smiled happily, looking at Tong Bao with a look of satisfaction in his eyes. As long as the latter stepped into the true Martial King realm, he would definitely win this chief disciple selection battle.
He believed that facing Tong Bao who was in the true Martial King realm, the other disciples would surely fall into disgrace.
...
While Master Yang was discussing how to win the position of chief disciple, Lin Zheng was also immersed in hard training.
Time is also passing quickly, and the selection battle for the chief disciple will soon come.
The atmosphere in Fengyun Holy Land became boiling because of this, and the entire Holy Land was paying attention to the selection battle for the chief disciple.
The selection battle for the chief disciple is approaching.
As the chief disciple selection battle approaches, the entire Fengyun Holy Land is in a state of tension. The candidates for the chief disciple of the Five Halls are all ready to make a move and are eager to try for the position of chief disciple.
After all, the position of Chief Disciple represents the head of the disciples of the Five Halls, and is also the position closest to the Holy Son...
All the disciples of Fengyun Holy Land regard the chief disciple as their target.
Therefore, when each chief disciple selection competition begins, the level of attention far exceeds the previous competition for core disciples.
It can be described as a real event.
...
Chu Xi'er walked into the training room and saw Lin Zheng practicing hard day and night, and said, "Lin Zheng, you are working too hard."
When Lin Zheng heard this, he also sighed softly and said: "Xi'er, I don't care and don't fight, you know me."
"The Qin Emperor is still watching with eager eyes, and once the two-year appointment comes, Prince Lin's Mansion will definitely face disaster."
"Prince Lin's Mansion is Emperor Qin's lamb to be slaughtered, and I am the only savior of Prince Lin's Mansion."
Chu Xi'er looked at Lin Zheng in front of her. Since he left the Qin Dynasty, that immature boy had been working hard all the time, and he was obviously suffering from a huge crisis.
Even though he never complained or gave up.
Chu Xi'er said softly: "You also know that you are the only savior of Prince Lin's Mansion. If you have any good intentions, where is the hope of Prince Lin's Mansion?"
At this point, she paused and whispered: "And what should I do at that time?"
There was some confusion in her voice. Although she was from the Chu God Clan, she did not want to be bound by the Chu God Clan.
And the Chu God Clan would not allow her to interact with Lin Zheng. She really couldn't imagine where her path would be if Lin Zheng made a mistake.
At that time, where was her hope?
Hearing the confusion in Chu Xi'er's voice, Lin Zheng's heart seemed to be stung by a steel needle. He stretched out his arms and hugged Chu Xi'er's delicate body, as soft as a willow branch.
Lin Zheng said softly: "Xi'er, I know it's difficult for us to be together. After all, even beings like the Wolf God Clan want to kill you. Compared to them, I am still very weak at this time."
"It's because of your company over the years that I am what I am now."
"But I promised to marry you, and I don't want to lose you..."
Lin Zheng looked at Chu Xi'er in front of him, smiled, and said: "Xi'er, I will work so hard to become stronger...firstly to protect Prince Lin's Mansion, and secondly for you."
"Even if it costs me my life."
He was smiling all over his face, but his eyes staring at Chu Xi'er were full of determination.
Looking at Lin Zheng's firmness, Chu Xi'er was a little stunned. Her usually cold mood seemed to be filled with signs of warmth at this moment.
Therefore, she did not reject Lin Zheng's move to hold her delicate body. Instead, she held Lin Zheng's back with her slender hands and said softly: "If you are well, it will be sunny. So no matter what, I hope you are okay."
…
The next day, when Lin Zheng stopped practicing, he found that he had stepped into the Half-Step Martial King Realm. He felt the power of the Half-Step Martial King Realm, which seemed to be endless.
Boom!
The deafening chime of ancient bells suddenly resounded throughout the Holy Land.
Lin Zheng was also gearing up, his eyes full of fighting intent.
He knew that the selection battle for the chief disciple was finally about to begin, and immediately he murmured to himself.
"Tong Bao, if you want to win the position of chief disciple, it depends on whether you have this ability."
…
The sound of ancient bells resounded throughout every place in Fengyun Holy Land, and when the bells rang, the entire quiet Fengyun Holy Land suddenly became filled with people, and endless noises resounded at this time.
Countless figures shot out from the cave, with determination to win, and then darted away towards the various halls in unison.
A kind of boiling blood spreads throughout the Fengyun Holy Land.
