"ah!!!"
Zhao Xinian lay on the lake and let out a hysterical roar.
Soon, his shrimp-like body began to roll and toss on the lake.
At first he was still on the surface of the lake, but soon he sank toward the bottom of the lake.
Seeing this, Ling Yi tapped the lake surface with his foot. Zhao Xinian's sinking body was slowly lifted up, and then he followed Ling Yi, who had turned around, and walked towards the shore.
In front of them stood Han Ruoxue and three others.
Seeing Ling Yi walking towards her with the surrendered Zhao Xinian, Han Ruoxue was confused at that moment.
Even the business genius who could plan to use the Spring Festival Gala to impress Liuli Qingshui couldn't calm down at all at this moment and could only stand still in the envious eyes of the onlookers around him.
She knew what Ling Yi was going to do, but she really didn't expect that Ling Yi would actually do what he said.
That is a powerful person in the divine realm!
The first person who appeared in nearly a thousand years, even if he killed me, Han Ruoxue, no one would hold him accountable. But you, Ling Yi, actually wanted him to kowtow and apologize to you?
More importantly, judging from the current situation, Ling Yi actually did it!
Han Ruoxue looked at the figure on the lake with flattery, and was so excited that she didn't know what to say.
Recalling the feeling that life was worse than death two days ago, Han Ruoxue felt no pain or regret in her heart, only warmth and touch.
'Everything is worth it! ' Han Ruoxue whispered to herself in her heart, no one could hear her except herself.
Zhao Xinian's screams kept coming. When the surrounding onlookers and family members in the live broadcast room saw this scene, their mouths were opened in surprise, and they didn't know how to use words to describe the turmoil in their hearts at this moment.
"One sword! He actually completely surrendered Zhao Xinian, who had entered the divine realm, with just one sword?"
"Looking at it this way, Master Ling's cultivation level is still above the divine realm?"
"Didn't you hear Master Ling say that Zhao Xinian is only in the pseudo-god realm, so Master Ling's realm may not be the divine realm."
"Obviously I'm about the same age, so why is it that I'm just getting started with Nei Jin and he's already close to the divine realm?"
"Dear me, before I started, I never thought it would end like this!"
"Who the hell could have imagined that it would end like this? I guess those who are sitting in the bank now want to die!"
"Hahaha... I was still a pauper when I came here. I didn't expect that when I went back, I would become a multi-millionaire! Stop pretending, I'm showing my cards, I'm a multi-millionaire!"
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The moods of Jiang Bowen and the others really went up and down in just half an hour.
Every time they saw Zhao Xinian gaining the upper hand, their mouths almost burst into tears with joy, but every time they saw Master Ling turning danger into disaster, they almost bit their teeth with hatred.
At this time, Jiang Bowen, looking at Zhao Xinian who was in pain, shouted over and over in his heart: "Get up! Zhao, you should get up quickly!"
As a result, no matter how he shouted, Zhao Xinian just huddled together and let out hysterical wailing.
Seeing this, Jiang Bowen knew that the situation was over. This old guy, Zhao Xinian, was at the end of his rope and had nothing to do.
So Jiang Bowen looked around, hoping that while everyone was focusing on Master Ling and Zhao Xinian, the shooter would run away quietly.
But unfortunately, as soon as he took a few steps back, two people put their hands on his shoulders, one on the left and the other on the right, and then asked with a smile: "Dealer, this game is not over yet, where are you going? ?”
When Jiang Bowen heard this, cold sweat broke out on his face, and his face became extremely pale.
"I...I need to go to the toilet." Jiang Bowen was about to pee.
"It just so happens that we also want to go to the toilet, shall we together?" Another person said with a smile, not giving Jiang Bowen a chance to escape at all.
When Jiang Bowen saw this, he could only say with a grimace: "I think I can endure it for a while, how about you go first?"
"Stop playing tricks. If you don't pay us the money today, you will never leave Dongting Lake alive!"
Jiang Bowen's face turned pale: "..."
After Ling Yi came to the shore with Zhao Xinian who was like a dead dog, he just glanced at it and Zhao Xinian was thrown hard in front of Han Ruoxue.
"Do you know what to do?" Ling Yi asked lightly.
When Zhao Xinian heard this, although he wanted to resist, the severe pain in his body made him worse than death. In desperation, he could only nodded in humiliation.
According to his plan, after Ling Yi calmed down the energy in his body, he would hold Han Ruoxue hostage in front of him to find an opportunity to fight back.
In his own words, this is called retreat.
However, the development of things was a little beyond his expectation.
Ling Yi did temporarily stop torturing him, but just when he stood up and was about to attack Han Ruoxue, the dormant energy in his body suddenly started to rage again without any warning.
After finally standing up, he immediately curled up on the ground and let out heart-rending roars that were horrifying to hear.
"Ling...what do you mean?...I'm ready to apologize, what else do you want?" Zhao Xinian said breathlessly. The severe pain made his head covered with sweat.
Hearing this, Ling Yi immediately sneered and said: "I forgot to tell you, the energy I left in your body is a bit arrogant, and I can't tolerate other people's energy in my eyes. Therefore, as long as you have the idea of circulating your true energy, they will It will make your life worse than death."
"..." After hearing this, Zhao Xinian instantly despaired.
Because according to what Ling Yi said, even if he has the cultivation level of a god, he still has no energy at all. What is the difference between him and an ordinary bad old man?
"You stupid Ling Wuchen, kill me if you can! You insult me in this way, what kind of hero do you think you are?" Zhao Xinian curled up on the ground and roared loudly at Ling Yi.
Ling Yi curled his lips and said, "When you used the Heart Devouring Art to deal with an inner strength warrior, why didn't you think about whether you were a hero or not?"
"I'm not a hero to begin with, why should I care." Here comes Zhao Xinian's typical double standard.
Ling Yi smiled and said: "That's a coincidence, neither am I."
"You...! You surnamed Ling, just wait for me. When I break your tricks, I will cut you into pieces!
No, you care so much about this person named Han, I will ravage this person named Han in front of you! When the time comes, even if you kneel down and beg me, I won’t...ah...! "
Before Zhao Xinian could finish speaking, the heart-wrenching pain in his body once again made him miserable. He clutched his chest with both hands, as if he wanted to draw out the energy.
As a result, his chest was scratched and bloody, but it still failed to relieve the severe pain in his chest.
I don’t know how long it took, but Zhao Xinian, who was covered in blood, finally couldn’t hold on any longer and said feebly to Ling Yi: “Ling… Ling Wuchen… Master Ling, I was wrong, I was really wrong, please. You, give me another chance, and I will kowtow to Miss Han and apologize."
"Where are you? Don't worry, think about it again. When you think clearly, we will discuss kowtow." Ling Yi said with an indifferent expression, and the indifference in his eyes made Zhao Xinian tremble with fear.
Until this moment, he knew that based on the character of the young man in front of him, even if he stayed in seclusion for another hundred years, or even for a thousand years, he would not be someone he could provoke...
