In fact, when Qin Xiaoyue appeared, Lin Ruo knew that she was related to the dude from Haotian City. Their faces were somewhat similar, and Qin Xiaoyue's clothes matched what Chen Peng said, so Lin Ruo knew it in her heart.
Already.
Although Ling Feiyan was the one who beat her, Lin Ruo knew that Ling Feiyan was her maid, and she had to shoulder her responsibilities.
"Brother, look how arrogant this kid is!" Qin Xiaoyue gritted her teeth, looked at Lin Ruo's back, and said to Qin Wuji beside her.
"He has great character, but his strength is very fragile." Qin Wuji smiled and shook his head. Lin Ruo was outstanding, but in Qin Wuji's eyes, he was nothing.
Lin Ruo walked to the front of the crowd at Qingzhu Branch and nodded to Ji Luo who was standing in the crowd.
"Lin Ruo!" Hua Yun took two steps forward and hesitated to speak. Hua Yun knew the gap between Feng Zihao and Lin Ruo, but if he said it at this time, it would dampen Lin Ruo's momentum.
Lin Ruo glanced at Hua Yun and said nothing. She slowly turned around and looked at the Qingshan Branch opposite.
"This is Lin Ruo, you can't tell that he was born as a handyman!"
"Lower-level Martial King, it's not easy to become a low-level Martial King within less than a year after starting the profession!"
"It's a pity that this talented person who has just emerged is about to be killed."
Lin Ruo's arrival made the surrounding disciples of Wuwei Taoist Temple whisper.
"Haha, you really dare to come and die!" Feng Zihao stepped out of the camp of Qingshan Branch.
"Death? Not necessarily! But even if you die, some things must be done." Lin Ruo's words were very calm.
"You can choose to be a coward. It's better to live than to die." Feng Zihao clenched his fist with his left hand and knocked on the palm of his right hand, completely ignoring Lin Ruo.
"Words are meaningless. As a man, you don't understand what a man's persistence is." Feng Zihao's words did not make Lin Ruo angry, but made Lin Ruo look down on him.
As soon as Feng Zihao's words to attack Lin Ruo came out, many people shook their heads silently. Insulting an opponent is a taboo, and anyone who is a cultivator will understand it.
"Great Elder, Master Feng Branch's tutoring is not strict. It seems that Feng Zihao has no future. His character determines everything. On the other hand, Lin Ruocai has the potential to become a great person." On a mountain peak next to the mountain gate, the master of Wuwei Taoist Academy said
The higher-ups were also watching, and Deputy Head Duan Yue commented while stroking his beard.
"Deputy Head Duan, did you notice just now that the people of the Qin family are also very hostile to this Lin Ruo." Shui Qianhe paid close attention to Lin Ruo when he came out.
"Lin Ruo should have no conflict with the Qin family of the Qingtian Branch." Duan Yue also saw that the differences between Qin Wuji, Qin Xiaoyue and Lin Ruo were on the wrong side.
"It's so hard to think of a small tree! We have to cut down the thorns and thorns." Shui Qianhe stretched out his hand and rubbed his forehead with emotion.
At this time, a law enforcement officer who was presiding over the fight took a few steps forward and came between the two of them.
"Since there is a gauntlet and a fair and just battle, don't take advantage of words. Since you are fighting a life-or-death battle, you must live and die according to destiny." This law enforcement officer came to preside over the situation temporarily. For a battle with such a gauntlet,
The sect needs to send people to maintain order.
Lin Ruo bowed her hands in front of the law enforcement officer, took a step back, stared at Feng Zihao, her fighting spirit bursting out, and she was ready to fight.
Lin Ruo looked down on Feng Zihao from the bottom of his heart. The last time he looked down upon someone, he hit him hard, and this time he had a conflict with Yun Zheng. He just couldn't deal with it.
When the law enforcement officer withdrew from the middle of the two, Feng Zihao took action directly, blasting a powerful killing fist towards Lin Ruo's chest. The strong wind brought by the fist made a whistling sound.
Seeing Feng Zihao's fierce punch, Lin Ruo used his right foot to rush out to the left, then stomped his left foot towards the ground, drew an arc with his body, and rushed towards Feng Zihao, with his right hand
A Prajna punch hit Feng Zihao on the head.
Feng Zihao's face changed color. Looking at Lin Ruo's fist with golden light, no one would doubt that if it hit Feng Zihao's head, he would definitely turn into a rotten watermelon.
"Hmph!" With a cold snort, Feng Zihao punched Lin Ruo's right fist with his retracted right fist. Knowing that Lin Ruo's cultivation level was lower than his own, Feng Zihao chose to fight head-on.
At this time, Lin Ruo's fighting spirit burst out, and he accelerated his right fist fiercely. He also planned to have a head-on collision to see how much worse his fighting spirit cultivation was than Feng Zihao.
"Bang!" With a muffled sound, Lin Ruo and Feng Zihao separated. Feng Zihao's right arm was shaking, and this head-on collision caused considerable damage to his fist.
On the other hand, Lin Ruo's expression remained as usual. After retreating, his body rushed towards Feng Zihao again like a spring, intending to take advantage of the remaining power after the head-on collision to deal with Feng Zihao.
"Go to hell!" At this time, Feng Zihao took measures. The moment Lin Ruocheng rushed forward, he took out a long sword with a cold light and struck it fiercely.
"Shameless!" Yun Zheng's eyes were bloodshot. He didn't expect that Feng Zihao would use weapons unexpectedly at this time.
Regardless of Yunzheng's thoughts, everyone watching the game also had such thoughts.
Lin Ruo could not have imagined such a situation, but he reacted in an instant and used the afterimage movement technique to float sideways, avoiding Feng Zihao's vicious sword.
"You are not qualified enough to tell me to die." Lin Ruo was really angry. He took the God-killing Jian in his hand and performed a reverse slash. In a flash, he was in front of Feng Zihao, and the God-killing Jian slashed out fiercely.
Feng Zihao couldn't dodge, so he could only hold his sword horizontally to resist Lin Ruo's crazy slash.
"Bang!" Feng Zihao's feet were unsteady and he knelt on one knee.
This is the difference in physical strength. Lin Ruo has worked as a handyman for three years and practiced unknown martial arts. His physique is much stronger than that of Feng Zihao, so it is inevitable that Feng Zihao will suffer.
As Lin Ruo pressed down his right arm, Feng Zihao's arm began to tremble, his face turned purple due to excessive exertion, and his body gradually became shorter.
"I'm going to kill you." Feng Zihao's left hand, which was originally supporting his right arm, blasted a powerful killing punch towards Lin Ruo.
"I want you to die today." Lin Ruo raised his right foot and kicked Feng Zihao in the chest, sending him flying.
Feng Zihao was kicked more than two feet high by Lin Ruo's powerful kick. Blood spurted from his mouth and he fell to the ground like a dead dog.
Lin Ruo's body flashed, Zhu Shenjian stretched out his hand and put it on Feng Zihao's neck.
"Stop!" At this time, Feng Jian, the branch master of Qingshan Branch, could no longer watch. If he continued to watch, his grandson would be dead.
Lin Ruo didn't turn around when he heard Feng Jian's cry. He knew in his heart that it was impossible for anyone to stop him from killing Feng Zihao. After all, he was the Young Master of the Qingshan Branch.
"You insulted me a year ago, so I don't mind. But as Yunzheng is from the Qingshan branch, and you keep attacking me, I can't just sit back and watch." Lin Ruo stared at Feng Zihao, whose face was ashen.
"He did something wrong. I can punish him, but you should put down your weapon first." Feng Jian did not dare to speak too aggressively, fearing that if Lin Ruo's arm shook, it would be too late.
"What have you been doing? Why didn't you punish him when he had a fight with Yunzheng and bullied the martial artist with his intermediate martial arts level?" Turning to look at Feng Jian, Lin Ruo's words were very rude.
"This? I don't know about this." Feng Jian's lips were almost turned upside down with anger, not only by Lin Ruo, but also by Feng Zihao.
Feng Jian knew that when Lin Ruo issued a letter of challenge, he understood what had happened, but there was no way to stop it. He planned to discipline his grandson strictly after the fight. He did not expect that his grandson was so unsatisfactory. The middle-level martial king was defeated by Xia.
King Jiewu was still defeated without any suspense.
"If I lose, it's useless for you to know. If you think about it from my perspective, your grandson is a lower-level Martial King. I don't believe you won't stop me." Lin Ruo didn't show mercy at all, but he knew that it was not necessary to show mercy at this time.
Useless.
"That's good." Hua Yun felt that Lin Ruo's words were very pleasant and he roared.
"Shut up." Chen Fan beside Hua Yun shouted, feeling that there was no point in Qingzhu Branch offending Qingshan Branch.
"I can punish him by facing the wall for ten years." Feng Jian felt that his old face was lost today.
"Lin Ruo, forget it!" Ji Luo walked out, not wanting to see the conflict intensify.
"It doesn't matter whether I'm punished or not. You are not my opponent, and you are not qualified to be my opponent in the future." After taking a look at Feng Zihao, Lin Ruozhu Shenjian stopped and turned towards the camp of Qingzhu Branch.
"Ah! I want you to die." Just when Lin Ruo turned around and left, Feng Zihao stood up, slashed Lin Ruo's back with the sword in his right hand, and punched the back of Lin Ruo's head with his left hand.