"There are very few records in ancient documents about the idea that the sharks are descendants of the demon race. However, the shark race is a warlike race like the demon race. They are naturally powerful. Every shark is already a seventh-level human martial artist from birth.
That's the level." Yan Xiang's expression was a little solemn.
Xiling Yunqin continued her husband's words and said: "Twenty years ago, I once saw a Mermaid's tear in my father's hand. The aura of the Merman's tear was so terrifying that when I touched it, I faintly felt a hint of magic.
gas."
Ling Luo's eyes darkened, and he thought to himself that it seemed that the sharks in the Northern Sea of Darkness were probably derived from the darkness. The possibility of being descended from the demon clan was not small.
After hearing Yan Xiang and Xiling Yunqin's explanation about the Shark clan, several disciples looked panicked.
"Then what should we do? The shark clan is so powerful. There can't be only one shark in the Holy Water Hall. If Xiao Ling brings his clan members to fight with us, how will we have a chance to win?" The first person was discouraged.
Yes, it is Su Yi who has a somewhat cowardly personality.
The usual gentle smile on Fu Dong's face also disappeared, and he said: "I have a clan brother in the Holy Water Hall. I heard from him that in addition to Xiaoling, there seem to be two female mermaids in the Holy Water Hall. Although their strength is not as good as
Xiao Ling is so defiant, but he is also above the martial arts and should not be underestimated."
The atmosphere in the hall suddenly became dark again, and the faces of all the disciples were full of distress.
"Are you all scared?"
From the high seat in the main hall, a dull and loud roar came from Yan Xiang's mouth.
"Didn't you all shout that Luo'er was right before, and vowed to attend the hall battle to seek justice for Luo'er and the Holy Fire Hall?" Yan Xiang's eyes narrowed dangerously, as if he was ready to go.
The beast said, "When you know your opponent is strong, you start to retreat. Is this the only level of your determination?!"
After some scolding, deep shame flashed across the faces of several disciples. Under their long sleeves, pairs of fists were clenched tightly.
"My master's Jiutian Lihuo Sword has nine styles in total. Each style is more powerful than the last. Only those with extremely strong minds can control it." Yan Xiang took a deep breath and looked solemn, "With your current morale and mentality,
, you are not qualified to learn the following eight postures at all!"
Fire is an extremely domineering element. It fuels the high desire to fight in the heart and burns away all the enemy's attacks.
People who are not mentally strong enough will not have the ability to control Fire Element even if they are born with the ability to cultivate Fire Element!
"This matter was caused by Luo'er, and my disciple is willing to take full responsibility for it." Ling Luo raised his head and took a step forward. His elegant and beautiful little face was full of perseverance, "Above the battle in the hall, Xiao Ling is from
Luo'er will take charge."
Fu Dong raised his head in disbelief, looked at Ling Luo, and exclaimed: "Junior sister, are you crazy? Xiaoling's current strength is probably above that of King Wu. You are only an eighth-level great martial artist.
In any calculation, the odds of winning are very low!"
Ling Luo's expression was calm, his eyes were shining like the sun, and his voice was neither humble nor arrogant: "Faith is beyond the scope of calculation. I have the belief that I will defeat him."
In one month, there are many possibilities.
She would not give in rashly before the game even started.
The one who is unreasonable is Xiaoling, and the one who bullies others is also Xiaoling. She must make him completely realize where his mistakes are.