Although Ling Chuxi and others did not do it themselves, they obviously did some tricks secretly to suppress the opponent's strength. However, the suppression was not severe, but was slightly higher than Ling Zhongxiao, which could help them improve their actual combat experience.
There won't be much danger.
"It's my turn, let me do it." After understanding this, Ling Yixin and others were naturally eager to try. Ling Zhongyu shouted loudly, jumped up high and punched out.
The man had just been shocked to the point where his internal organs were displaced. Before he could recover his energy, he saw Ling Zhongyuan slashing at him with his sword. He couldn't help but feel furious. Even if the tiger fell to Pingyang and was killed by the dog, I, a master of the late emperor level, would not be able to turn around.
Let's take action on a mere holy level of yours.
But when he waved a palm full of contempt, he realized that he seemed to have thought wrong.
Slow, not ordinary slow, so slow that when Ling Zhongyu punched him in the face and knocked him away again, he came to his senses: he had been cheated! His strength had been suppressed!
A master of the late Emperor level was actually beaten to the ground by a little Saint level man. This man was so angry that he wanted to curse, but he had no chance. Before he could curse, he saw two beautiful figures falling from the sky.
, kicked him in the face.
"It's my turn, it's my turn." At the same time, there were shouts from two sisters, Ling Yixin and Ling Yixuan, competing for the first place.
"Ouch!" There was a strange cry, and two front teeth with bloody beads flew out.
But this time, his psychology should be much more balanced. It seems that there are two monarch levels, which are much stronger than the emperor level just now.
"There are still us, there are still us." Soon, he was drowned by the crowd. In addition to the joyful shouts of the Ling family's disciples, the pitiful screams of two other members of the same clan could also be heard in his ears.
I'm at the late stage of the Emperor's level, late stage! Through the flying fists and kicks, the man opened his swollen eyes and looked up at the sky unwillingly.
The moon didn't know when it hid in the clouds, and it seemed that it couldn't bear to look at such a tragedy.
"Is this the law of time you said?" Huangfu Qingjue was used to seeing such human tragedies, so he watched it with gusto and asked Ling Chuxi.
"Yes, it looks like the effect is pretty good." Ling Chuxi said.
"Is it... too bullying?" Huangfu Qingjue asked seriously, holding his chin.
"Don't you know that I like to bully people the most?" Ling Chuxi blinked her eyes and looked more serious.
The two looked at each other and laughed at the same time.
Huangfu Qingjue knew why Ling Chuxi did this. What the children of the Ling family lacked most was confidence and practical experience. Although Ling Chuxi's approach was a bit bullying, it was indeed very helpful in enhancing their confidence and improving their practical ability.
After all, this is the realm of heaven, and it is also on the level of an ancient aristocratic family. It does not mean that you can bully others casually.
Since the other party took the initiative to come to the door, how could Ling Chuxi miss such a good opportunity.
"Meng Zheng, how are you injured?" Ling Chuxi asked Meng Zheng.
Meng Zheng had already drawn out the long sword that had pierced his right chest. Although the blood was dripping and looked scary, it did not hurt any vital parts. The demon's physique was not generally strong, and Meng Zheng still had a lot of blood on his body.
Ling Chuxi personally refined the elixir, so this minor injury was not a problem. Ling Chuxi was never stingy in treating her own people. However, out of concern, she still asked, and at the same time stretched out her hand to use her own energy to
Help him further heal his injuries.
"It's nothing serious." Meng Zheng's expression was as calm as ever.