Chapter nine hundred and eighty sixth one move to defeat
There were sounds of ridicule all around.
The disciples of Qinghe Hall all looked shy and looked at Jiang She, completely unaware of what Jiang She was up to.
"Jiang She?"
Zheng Luo frowned, turned his head and whispered.
"Master, please rest assured, this Junior Brother Lin can fight." Jiang She immediately said with his fists clasped.
Zheng Luo hesitated.
But Jiang She was a human being, and he knew it best.
If she wasn't sure, she wouldn't say such a thing.
"Well, at this juncture, we have no choice. Tell that boy to pay attention. If it comes to a last resort, I will take action." Zheng Luo said hoarsely.
Jiang She trembled all over.
"Master, you...what do you mean?"
"If the outcome cannot be changed, the only thing we can do is to protect one person and count the other." Zheng Luo said.
Jiang She hesitated for a moment, then nodded slightly.
If Zheng Luo intervened to stop the duel, it would be an admission of defeat.
But by that time, winning or losing is probably already decided.
"Boy, what's your name?" Zheng Luo looked towards Lin Yang.
But Lin Yang did not answer him.
"What a weird boy. I just heard from Jiang She that your surname is Lin, right? Boy Lin, please pay attention. If you are defeated, surrender as soon as possible!" Zheng Luo said calmly and waved his hand: "Come on!
"
Lin Yang stepped forward.
"Ridiculous."
"Senior brother, are the people in Qinghe Hall humiliating you?"
"How abominable!"
The disciples of Gu Ling Hall were particularly angry.
"Senior brother! I think it would be better if you give the people in Qinghe Hall some warning, lest some rotten fish dare to come to fight!" Zheng Dan chuckled lightly and glanced at Shaoming.
"What you said makes sense. In this case, I will show no mercy. I will break off this person's limbs with my own hands."
Shaoming stepped forward and stared at Lin Yang with cold eyes, anger already in his eyes.
he is very angry.
The other party is insulting him by sending such an unknown person to fight with him!
"Can we start?" he shouted.
Jiang She glanced at Lin Yang and asked, "Brother Lin, are you ready?"
"Yeah." Lin Yang nodded.
"Okay, let the competition begin now!" Jiang She shouted.
As soon as he finished speaking, Shaoming immediately strode towards Lin Yang.
He didn't use any weird moves or any lightning-fast movements, he just walked towards Lin Yang.
But every step you take, you will be hit by an unparalleled sense of oppression!
This is the power that comes from Shaoming.
This is the coercion coming from the top genius of Gu Ling Tang!
However...
Faced with this power, Lin Yang was very surprised and did not make any move.
His entire body seemed to be nothing, just standing there.
It seemed that Shaoming was completely ignored.
Everyone around was very surprised.
Does this person not know how powerful Senior Brother Shaoming is?
Some people are thinking.
Shaoming was also particularly surprised.
But he quickly came to his senses, his eyes became colder, and without further hesitation, he punched Lin Yang directly on the shoulder.
He planned to break Lin Yang's limbs first, then slowly torture him and humiliate him, letting everyone in Qinghe Hall know what the consequences would be for going against him.
But as soon as the fist hit him, a slap fiercely enveloped the incoming fist.
Bah!
An unusual noise was heard.
The fist cannot enter any further.
"What?"
Shaoming took a shaky breath.
Everyone around was also startled.
Shaoming tried to use his strength again.
But...it's still useless!
That slap was like a wall, blocking the progress of the fist.
how so?
His brain has stopped thinking.
The next second, a foot kicked Shaoming hard in the abdomen.
not good!
Shaoming was so frightened that he tried to dodge.
But the speed of this kick is too fast!
There is no time to dodge and react!
boom!!
There was a muffled sound.
Click!
There was a sound like bones breaking.
Then Shaoming was seen flying backwards like an arrow, directly hitting a huge rock behind.
Bang!
The boulder exploded.
Shaoming fell heavily into the rocks and had already started to stand up.
Everyone was dumbfounded.
There was silence all around.
People's faces turn red and white, which is particularly exciting...
One kick...kicked Shaoming away?
How did this happen?
Shouldn't Shaoming knock the opponent down with one kick and one punch? Why did it suddenly turn upside down?
The world's brains are buzzing and going blank.
It took a while before the people in the ancient mourning hall came back to their senses.
"Big brother!"
"Senior Brother Shaoming!"
Everyone rushed forward and helped Shaoming up.
But Shaoming could no longer even stand.
"how so?"
Zheng Luo's eyes widened and he looked at Lin Yang in disbelief.
Of course, Zheng Dan also looked shocked.
"Jiang She, who is this kid...?"
But Jiang She couldn't answer him either.
Lin Yang took a step forward and rushed towards Shaoming over there.
He was full of energy and power.
Zheng Dan and others were shocked.
"Stop! Our senior brother has given up! We have given up!"
Zheng Dan shouted anxiously.
As soon as he said this, Lin Yang stopped suddenly and looked back at Jiang She over there.
"Very good! Then our Qinghe Hall will win this earthquake! According to the rules, you people from the Ancient Lingtang must fulfill one of our Qinghe Hall's requirements! From now on, I want you, the Ancient Lingtang, not to be allowed to visit again within one year.
Challenge our Qinghe Hall!" Jiang She stepped forward and shouted with a smile.
"You..." Shaoming was particularly unwilling. He clutched his abdomen, shivering in pain, and wanted to say something, but before he could say anything, another mouthful of blood spat out from his mouth, and he fainted.
"Brother!"
Everyone screamed.
"Walk!"
Zheng Dan growled.
The group of people immediately carried Shaoming away and left Qinghe Hall.
The disciples of Qinghe Hall cheered.
Jiang She was also very happy.
But Changying remained silent and silent.
Kick Shaoming unconscious...
This kind of strength is probably comparable to those geniuses, right?
This boy named Lin...is anything but simple.
"Okay, everyone, clean up here. Boy Lin, Jiang She, come in!"
At this time, Zheng Luo opened his mouth and walked inside.
Entering the inner hall of Qinghe Hall, Zheng Luo poured a cup of tea for Lin Yang.
"Boy Lin, Jiang She told me earlier that you want to represent our Qinghe Hall at the Donghuang Conference, right?" Zheng Luo took a sip of tea and said.
"yes."
Lin Yang nodded.
"Do you understand the rules of the Eastern Emperor Conference?"
"I don't know, but I know that as long as I can win the Donghuang Conference, I can become the leader of Donghuang Sect, the so-called Divine Lord of Donghuang!"
"Are you confident of winning?"
"Of course." Lin Yang said without hesitation.
Zheng Luo thought for a moment, then suddenly took off a token from his waist and placed it on the coffee table.
"If you really have confidence in yourself, then please accept this!"
