As soon as Ling Jing finished speaking, he no longer deliberately restrained his breath. An invisible pressure squeezed Li Yuanhe from all directions.
In an instant, Li Yuanhe's right arm holding the knife trembled slightly, and his face turned pale. For a moment, it was as if thousands of sharp swords were pointing at the vital points of his body at the same time. The sharp breath made his whole body tremble.
Goosebumps.
"What is going on?" Li Yuanhe was extremely horrified. The man opposite him had not even drawn his sword yet, so why did he suddenly become insane?
Li Yuanhe's legs were already a little stiff. Under the pressure of the opponent's breath, he did not dare to move. Cold sweat was dripping on his forehead.
Thousands of people outside the venue were staring intently at Ling Jing and Li Yuanhe, but when they saw Li Yuanhe holding a sword at his side, they thought he was about to take action, and they couldn't help but show excitement.
But then this man was so disappointing. He just stood there blankly, like a stone statue, put on an air of arrogance, and stopped moving.
"What happened?"
Among the Wanhao Xia around, many people had become impatient and yelled at Li Yuanhe, asking him to take action quickly. Previously, this man was so aggressive that everyone thought he had some real abilities. Unexpectedly, in the end, he was actually frightened.
He didn't dare to move.
Li Yuanhe's sallow face has turned the color of pig's liver. It's not that he doesn't want to make a move, it's just that he doesn't dare to make a move at this moment. It seems that as long as he moves, the countless invisible swords around him will pierce his whole body. This
Tell him how he dared to take the lead.
"Since you are so polite, I have no choice but to take action first."
Ling Jing smiled slightly, and without unsheathing his sword, he slowly approached Li Yuanhe as if taking a leisurely stroll in the courtyard, with a faint smile on his face. It seemed that this was not a tense moment to draw a sword or a gun, but a moment to draw a sword or a gun.
Just go and chat with old friends.
His footsteps were extremely light, but in the ears of Li Yuanhe and the people around him, it made people's hearts beat wildly. The expressions of Zhu Xu and others behind him changed, and they quickly called for the people on their side to retreat.
, the surrounding martial arts heroes also noticed something was wrong, and quickly expanded the circle, retreating more than ten feet.
"This young master has such terrifying skills!"
"I feel like my heartbeat is closely following the rhythm of his footsteps. I don't dare to go faster or slower. It's really uncomfortable."
Many people had a look of fear on their faces, but Zhu Xu, Lan Fenghuang, Ji Wushi and others had expressions of excitement.
"It seems that Young Master's martial arts have improved greatly. He can actually use the sound of footsteps to affect the heartbeats and pulses of everyone within a radius of more than ten feet. This level of skill is really daunting!"
Ji Wushi looked at Ling Jing's back and sighed sincerely. With the skills of a few of them, they couldn't escape the influence of the young master's footsteps, let alone the others.
Zhu Xu on the right also let out a long sigh and said: "I don't know when I will be able to see the master's wonderful poison skills again."
Lan Fenghuang and others couldn't help laughing. They knew that this person was addicted to using poison, but they encountered a problem with the young master, and they still couldn't let go of this matter.
Ling Jing slowly walked up to Li Yuanhe and saw that this man was extremely pale and sweating profusely, as if he had been fished out of the water. He immediately smiled and said: "How about this, as the leader of the alliance, you
Do you still want to sit down?"
Li Yuanhe shook his head in confusion. He could not even move his feet. He felt that this man's martial arts was really advanced to an unfathomable level. In front of him, he was like an ant.
I don't even have the courage to take action.
Ling Jing chuckled, turned around, looked at the heroes all over the mountains and plains, suddenly raised his left hand slightly, and gave Li Yuanhe's body a gentle push from the air.
An unparalleled force actually took Li Yuanhe's body back more than ten feet, pushing him into the middle of the crowd. Several people quickly came up to catch him, but they were overwhelmed by the force of Li Yuanhe's body.
They all fell into the crowd together.
There was a burst of laughter and mockery all around, but many people couldn't help but have thoughtful expressions on their faces.
With Li Yuanhe's skill, which has made him one of the top masters, he was pushed more than ten feet away by this young master with a palm of his hand, and it did not hurt him. This kind of skill really opened the eyes of everyone present.
Seeing Ling Jing showing off such a masterful internal martial arts, everyone outside the court showed excitement, and for a while, cheers and applause continued.
Ling Jing clasped his fists in front of a circle of people and saluted, and said loudly: "Today all my friends are gathered here just to welcome the Holy Aunt down the mountain as soon as possible. We have the same purpose, and there is no need to have this unnecessary dispute. In fact, who should do this?
Alliance leader, what’s the difference? Aren’t all of you here to save the holy aunt?”
The sound is transmitted through the inner force, and even people hundreds of feet away can hear it clearly.
Everyone agreed in unison, and someone shouted: "Young Master Ling and Saint Aunt are in love with each other. If Young Master Ling is the leader of the alliance, it would be perfect."
Another person said: "Everyone has witnessed Young Master Ling's martial arts, and only a person as strong as Young Master in martial arts can convince everyone."
"Master Ling is the leader of the alliance, and I, Zhang Wuna, will be the first to submit."
For a time, everyone was clamoring for Ling Jing to ascend to the position of leader and lead everyone to attack the Shaolin Temple.
Ling Jing smiled slightly, stretched out his hands to press down, and said loudly: "Thank you all friends for your support. Ling Jing is immoral and incompetent. He would not dare to occupy the position of leader. But Ling Jing is here today to welcome Ren
The young lady is leaving the temple, and she and all her friends are just as anxious as usual."
"But if everyone continues to argue over the position of leader, I'm afraid we won't be able to get to the Shaolin Temple by December 15th next year."
Everyone outside the court laughed loudly, and Ling Jing added: "Therefore, I will no longer refuse the position of leader of the alliance. If any friend thinks that he is more suitable to be the leader of the alliance than me, please give me some advice."
Everyone hurriedly said that they did not dare. At this time, Zhuxu, Ji Wushi and other masters stood behind Ling Jing, which greatly increased his power. Who dared to compete with him for the position of alliance leader.
"Okay! Since all my friends have no objections, Ling has the courage to take the position of leader. Before rescuing the holy aunt, I hope that all my friends can work together and let the right people take a good look at us.
It’s awesome.”
Tens of thousands of people shouted loudly, and for a while, insulting words such as "attack the Shaolin Temple", "annihilate the Five Mountains Sword Sect", "burn the bald donkeys of Songshan Mountain" and other insults were heard one after another.
Seeing that everyone had basically confirmed his position as the leader of the alliance, Ling Jing breathed a sigh of relief, then invited Ji Wushi to his side, and said loudly: "Since all my friends have no objections to me becoming the leader of the alliance, let's talk about it now
The first order was issued. From now on, Brother Ji will temporarily take over the position of deputy leader and execute orders and prohibitions. I hope all friends will not embarrass me."
