When this son appeared, all the souls present looked at him in unison.
The person who came was tall and straight, with long flowing hair, and a strange fierceness exuding from his whole body.
"Who is this person?"
"have no idea."
"Although his face is covered, he must be a young man!"
"The Bing family allowed him to appear on stage at such a young age and covered his face... It seems that this boy must be an outstanding genius of the Bing family!"
The powerful people communicated secretly.
In order to ensure the continuity of their families, wealthy families usually do not expose their family's favorites. After all, God is jealous of talented people. Once these evil geniuses are targeted by their enemies, it will be troublesome.
Therefore, in order to protect the geniuses of powerful families, these geniuses will not disclose their identities in public places to avoid being coveted by others.
only...
Even if this person is a genius of the Bing family, he will still be in trouble against these powerful people!
After all, there is a difference between a genius and a strong person.
"Is this the second challenger that your Bing family will send out?" Sword Master Qingtong looked away from the stranger and stared at Binghai and asked calmly.
Binghai nodded and waved to the housekeeper over there.
The housekeeper ran over immediately.
"Tell Bingyang to delay as much time as possible no matter what. Don't take the initiative to attack the opponent. Focus on defense. After Qin'er recovers from his injury, he will be replaced." Binghai said solemnly.
"Yes, Master."
The butler nodded.
"Go." Binghai said calmly.
The housekeeper immediately turned around and ran to Bingyang's side, whispering a few words.
However, Bingyang didn't seem to take the steward's words to heart. He looked directly at the ring, then stepped forward and jumped up.
Seeing this, Binghai frowned.
For some reason, today's Bingyang always gave him a strange feeling, and he also had an inexplicable feeling that today's Jinyang was completely different from the past.
It's like...he is a stranger.
"Husband, Yang'er is also your nephew. Qin'er had an accident. You can't let anything happen to Yang'er again!" Mrs. Bing wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, looked at the young figure on the ring, and said hurriedly.
Binghai came back to his senses, stopped thinking, and said calmly: "Don't worry, I know it in my heart. As long as Yang'er can hold on for a little while and give Qin'er time to breathe, it will be enough."
Mrs. Bing pursed her lips and said nothing.
Just looking at Bing Hai taking a step forward, he said calmly: "Okay everyone, Master Ling Fengjian's battle has ended. Fortunately, our Bing family has won one game temporarily. Next is the second game. You adults have decided on the second game.
Who will take the stage?"
Upon seeing this, the King of Ni Dao didn't hesitate, and immediately jumped up to rush forward, but the Nine Heavens Jade Girl over there immediately took action, trying to stop him so that he could get on the stage.
Just look at Jiuxiao Jade Girl's plain hand raised, and a long red silk ribbon flew out, winding around the rebel king like a spiritual snake.
The Lord of the Unfaithful Dao made a ring with his hands, and no one knew what kind of terrifying power he exerted. The wonderful red long silk was instantly decomposed, vaporized, and then disappeared.
But while the two were fighting, a swift shadow merged into the void and passed by the two of them.
Everyone was shocked and looked around, only to find that the evil monk had already stood on the ring at some point.
"Asshole!"
"Stinky monk, you actually took advantage of us!"
"How disgusting! You are so despicable!"
The powerful people were extremely angry, and every one of them was furious.
The evil monk was not angry at all, but laughed loudly and said: "Donors, please don't be angry. The poor monk always likes to save all living beings. When the poor monk gets the spirit-injecting magic weapon, he may not be able to show mercy.
Resurrect the one you want to resurrect!"
As soon as this was said, people were not happy at all, but became particularly angry.
If an evil monk can do good deeds, can he still be called an evil monk?
"This old bald donkey still dares to provoke us! Huh, I will make him look good later!" the white-haired ancestor said coldly.
Everyone is extremely angry, but now that the matter has come to this, it is impossible for everyone to pull the evil monk off the ring. That would break the rules and give the Bing family an excuse. When the time comes, the Bing family will make excuses if they magnify the matter a little.
Cancel this gambling conference immediately, so no one dares to mess around.
The wood has become a boat.
The scene gradually became quiet.
Everyone looked at the center of the ring with focused expressions.
"Damn it, how come Master Yang is facing this crazy monk?" A strong man from the Bing family saw that the person on stage was actually a crazy monk, and he immediately let out an angry cry.
"This crazy monk is crazy and very evil. He must not be too serious or too serious when he strikes. If Master Yang is defeated, he will suffer a big loss at his hands." A middle-aged man said.
said in a deep voice.
"Yes, if it were the reverse king and the white-haired ancestor, the other party would probably not do anything to Master Yang for the sake of my Bing family, but this crazy monk... that's different!"
"What should I do now?"
"With Master Yang's strength, I'm afraid he is no match for this crazy monk!"
"I'm afraid the situation will get worse!"
The Bing family members whispered and looked worried.
"Chief, do you want the game to continue?" The steward came over and asked cautiously.
"What else can we do if we don't continue the game?" Binghai said in a deep voice.
The housekeeper opened his mouth, not knowing how to answer.
"The competition continues, we can only watch Yang'er's performance next!" Binghai snorted.
The two stood still on the Xuanjin Arena.
The jade unicorn stood on the edge of the ring and turned into a statue.
A violent spirit was stirring on the stage.
"This young master of the Bing family, you should take the first move!" The evil monk narrowed his eyes, took a drink from a wine gourd, and said with a smile: "The poor monk is afraid that if he makes a mistake, he will beat you to death. Although
Incompetent people are killed, and no one cares about it, but you are also a member of the Bing family after all. Today, the poor monk is here to save all sentient beings, and you still need the cooperation of the Bing family, so don't be too angry!"
Bingyang didn't say a word, let alone draw his sword. He stared at the evil monk for a few times, then walked towards the evil monk.
The evil monk is careless.
Binghai was a little annoyed, and he kept shouting: "Yang'er, defend! Don't attack at will!"
But... Binghai's words had no effect at all. Bingyang walked forward without hesitation!
Could it be that he really wanted to compete with the evil monk?
Many people are frightened!
But at this moment...
Whoosh!
Bingyang, who was walking toward the evil monk, suddenly disappeared.
"Um?"
The evil monk was stunned for a moment, and when he came to his senses, a figure suddenly appeared in front of him.
That was clearly Bingyang.
So fast!
The evil monk was shocked and immediately retreated.
But in the next second, a hand grabbed his neck, pressed him hard towards the ground.
boom!
The huge Xuanjin Arena trembled violently in an instant, and a shocking force pattern exploded from the stage...