Jiang Ling slept on the big bed with his arms and legs spread out. He practiced martial arts very late yesterday, and he was imprisoned by Elder Wang for a long time, so he was very tired.
However, he was destined not to have a good night's sleep because...
"Jiang Ling, come out quickly, don't pretend to be dead, I know you are inside!"
At this moment, there were two figures standing outside Jiang Ling's house. Behind them, there were many other disciples who were watching.
One of these two people is Cai Feng, who has been picking shit for a month. As for the other one, he has a majestic and majestic appearance, and his appearance is very similar to Cai Feng.
He is Cai Feng's eldest brother - Cai Lei!
A genuine outer disciple, his powerful aura makes all the handyman disciples flinch.
"Cai Feng's eldest brother is here so soon. Jiang Ling is afraid that he will be in trouble."
"I heard that this Cai Lei is considered very powerful among the outer disciples. He has at least reached the middle stage of Foundation Establishment."
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While the handymen were talking about each other, Jiang Lingcai walked out as if he was not awake.
"You two, what do you want to do with me, Mr. Jiang?"
Seeing Jiang Ling, Cai Feng became even more angry. He was rushed to pick up manure by Elder Li early in the morning, but the culprit was still sleeping here. It was... unbearable!
"Jiang Ling! Hurry up and return my Hanfeng Sword to me. My eldest brother is here today. If you don't want to suffer, just pick up this month's shit for me!"
Cai Feng almost yelled these words, as if he had a deep hatred for Jiang Ling, and Jiang Ling's ears were buzzing.
"Oh, it turns out that this is the eldest brother of the shit picker, disrespectful."
Jiang Ling cupped his hands in front of Cai Lei, with a bright smile on his face.
Cai Lei's face twitched, as if he was enduring something, and said: "I am Cai Lei. My brother lost to you because his skills were inferior to others, but I must get the Hanfeng Sword back. As long as you hand over the Hanfeng Sword, you I can let things go with my brother."
"Brother..."
Cai Feng's expression changed after hearing this, and he was about to say something, but was interrupted by Cai Lei.
"Shut up, how many people know now that my brother, Cai Lei, is picking shit, and I've lost all my face by you, but it's okay, let you learn a lesson and practice honestly!"
Jiang Ling was a little surprised. He didn't expect Cai Lei to be so strict with Cai Feng. From this point of view, Cai Feng was really cheating!
"I understand, you want the Cold Edge Sword, but this is also part of yesterday's prize. It's impossible for you to want the White Wolf with nothing." Jiang Ling said with a smile.
"Oh? Do you want to get something else?" Cai Lei said lightly.
"Practice people naturally have to rely on their strength to speak for themselves. If you want the Cold Edge Sword, you can, as long as you can beat me. If I lose, I will return the Cold Edge Sword to you. If you lose, then you have to Give me something with the same value as the Hanfeng Sword."
Jiang Ling's words immediately caused an uproar. He actually wanted to fight Cai Lei. Is he crazy?
Or was it because he defeated Cai Feng yesterday that he became floating?
"Haha, Jiang Ling, you are overestimating your abilities. Brother, please promise him!"
Cai Feng walked towards Cai Lei excitedly. Cai Lei's expression changed and he quickly stepped back to the side and pinched his nose with his hands.
"Don't come here!"
Jiang Ling was stunned when he saw it. Could it be that... this Cai Lei has mysophobia?
Seeing Cai Lei's spotless appearance, the more I thought about it, the more likely it was.
"Since you insist on looking for abuse, then as you said, you and I will fight. When the time comes, don't blame me for being harsh." Cai Lei snorted coldly.
"Okay, I'll come as soon as I go."
Jiang Ling returned to the house, and when he came out again, he was holding a three-foot long sword in his hand, which was the Hanfeng Sword!
The moment he saw Han Feng Sword, Cai Feng remembered how he had stepped into the trap designed by Jiang Ling yesterday. He felt extremely aggrieved and said:
"Brother, you must teach this boy a lesson!"
"You stay away."
Cai Lei did not refuse. His brother suffered such humiliation and he would not let it go if he had the opportunity to regain his position.
Afterwards, everyone made enough space for the two of them.
When building a foundation fight, Qi refining people like them naturally have to stay away, otherwise no one will be blamed for being injured by the aftermath.
boom--
A strong momentum suddenly burst out from Cai Lei.
"Later stage of foundation building?"
Jiang Ling narrowed his eyes. This kind of strength might not be much worse than Elder Wang.
However, he is not the same person he was yesterday. Yesterday, he just built the foundation and didn't know how to use power. Now, after learning the three martial arts skills given by Liu Tianjun, his strength has greatly increased!
"Draw out your sword!" Cai Lei shouted.
"No, I'll wait until you use the weapon. Let's try our fists and kicks first."
Jiang Ling put the Hanfeng Sword aside. Rather than using weapons, he preferred to warm up with his fists and feet.
"Red gold body!"
Jiang Ling let out a low drink, golden light circulated on the surface of his body, and an inexplicable aura emitted.
Cai Lei's expression condensed. He actually felt the danger in Jiang Ling. Is this really the strength of a handyman disciple?
"Take my punch!"
Jiang Ling rushed towards Cai Lei, his body flashed, and he appeared in front of Cai Lei in a few steps!
Zongyunbu!
Cai Lei's pupils shrank suddenly, he quickly gathered his spiritual power and put his hands in front of him.
The next moment, a muffled sound was heard, and Cai Lei's body suddenly retreated continuously. It was not until he took more than ten steps back that he could barely stabilize his body.
Everyone was also shocked. They did not expect that Cai Lei, who was extremely powerful in their minds, would be beaten so embarrassingly by Jiang Ling just after they met him.
What a fast speed!
What a powerful force!
Cai Lei felt that his arms were shaking slightly, and his eyes had long been replaced by solemnity.
He never expected that a handyman disciple would have such strength. Now, he has regarded Jiang Ling as a real opponent, and he will go all out!
"Fire Snake Technique!"
Cai Lei formed a seal in his hand, and the next moment, a long flaming snake flew out and rushed towards Jiang Ling.
At this time, Cai Feng, who was watching, took over the role of narration in a timely manner, as if he had been arranged by the author.
"This is a high-grade yellow-level magic, the Fire Snake Technique, and my eldest brother actually used it for real!"
"Come on, Liuhe Fist!"
Jiang Ling's eyes flashed with excitement, and he punched directly, causing ripples in the air.
The next moment, Jiang Ling collided with the fire snake and was submerged in the blink of an eye.
"break!"
But before anyone could react, the fire snake was torn apart, revealing Jiang Ling's intact figure.
The red gold body on the first level of Wutian Holy Body Technique is impervious to water and fire. It just so happens that he is least afraid of water and fire. This Fire Snake Technique poses no threat to him at all.
"What!"
Cai Lei's face was gloomy, he didn't expect his opponent to be so difficult, and then he took out a long sword from his storage bag with the word "Han Feng" engraved on it.
"You still have the Cold Edge Sword?" Jiang Ling asked in surprise.
"My Hanfeng Sword is a middle-grade magic weapon. It cannot be compared with the low-grade Hanfeng Sword." Cai Lei said.
Jiang Ling smiled and went over to draw his cold-edge sword.
"There is no magic weapon for rubbish, only rubbish people."
Jiang Ling gave him a side attack, and with this sentence, he was quite imposing.
"If you are lucky enough to see the light splitting sword technique that I have successfully practiced recently, you will know that fighting is not just about brute force!"
When it came to the splitting sword technique, Cai Lei showed a look of pride on his face. Many people had failed in practicing martial arts, but he succeeded in practicing them.