A steady voice came from behind many Piaoxue Sect disciples.
I saw a young man wearing golden silk sitting at the dining table, wiping his mouth with a cloth and looking at Lu Yu with interest.
Ling Hong struggled and rushed in again at this moment, roaring: "Boy! If you have the guts to compete with me in the fighting arena, we will live or die!"
He was already angry and had no reason to speak at all.
Being thrown out in front of so many people, twice, made Ling Hong's proud heart unbearable.
"If you want to hit me, wait until I finish eating." The young man said solemnly.
When Ling Hong saw the young man speaking, he quickly said: "Elder brother, please go first, I will let this kid go first."
"It doesn't matter who lets you go. He is stronger than you. Is it so difficult to admit that others are stronger?"
The young man scolded and ignored Ling Hong, but looked at Lu Yu: "You said you have to pay a price, tell me, what kind of price?"
Lu Yu said indifferently: "If you want to add more dishes, you can, 30 million spirit stones at a time."
thirty million!
Ling Hong roared: "You are robbing money!"
If there were thirty million spiritual stones, what kind of delicacies could not be eaten?
Lu Yu's expression remained unchanged: "You can't get the food I make elsewhere. If it's too expensive, you can leave."
Snap!
The young man took out a storage bag from his arms and threw it to Lu Yu. He smiled and said, "You are a very interesting person. I'm Lin Zhanpeng. May I ask your name?"
Lu Yu weighed the storage bag: "Fang Yun."
With enough spirit stones, Lu Yu ignored the dark-faced Zhao Mingjie and went directly to the kitchen.
A dish was quickly completed and delivered to Lin Zhanpeng.
At this time, all the other disciples in the dining hall had finished their meals. They were all waiting quietly for Lin Zhanpeng to finish his meal alone. No one dared to say anything.
From this we can see Lin Zhanpeng's status in everyone's hearts.
Lu Yu's expression remained normal. He had already seen the opponent's true strength.
Lin Zhanpeng's cultivation level should be in the middle stage of the out-of-body realm, or even higher.
Back then in Middle-earth, Lu Wuya and Young Master Yin Luo, who ranked second and third on the Hidden Dragon Ranking, were only in the late stages of the Acupoint Realm.
This person is not very old, and it is already very good to have achieved such a level of cultivation.
One dish, finished quickly.
Lin Zhanpeng burped, quietly savoring the aura overflowing from his body, then opened his eyes and said, "It's really good, these 30 million are well spent."
Zhao Mingjie's face turned red. He had just finished teaching Lu Yu, but he didn't expect that Piaoxue Sect didn't care at all and even used money to buy food from Lu Yu.
Thirty million, even if he is an outer sect elder, he does not have so many spiritual stones on his body.
"Ling Hong, I heard that you beat several of my junior brothers very badly. You didn't take us two seriously." Two young men with unruly faces walked in from outside.
Seeing these two people coming in, Zhao Mingjie was immediately overjoyed: "Gao Lin, Zhang Jianbai, you two are here."
These two people are the first and second in the outer sect list of Taidao Sect.
Gao Lin glanced at Ling Hong, and suddenly smiled strangely and said: "Ling Hong, you are too bad. How can you be hurt like this by fighting with several of my junior brothers?"
At this moment, Ling Hong was thrown out twice by Lu Yu, and his nose and face were already bruised and swollen from the fall.
Ling Hong was furious: "Where did all this nonsense come from? Last year you were still defeated by me!"
Gao Lin said proudly: "I am different from you. I have devoted myself to practicing in the past few years, and my swordsmanship has already changed from what it used to be."
"What nonsense are you talking about? If you have the guts to go to the fighting arena in the afternoon!"
Ling Hong suddenly thought of something and pointed at Lu Yu: "You have to include him in the afternoon battle!"