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Chapter 655 Watching the Battle

Lu Xun kicked his foot on the ground and stopped awkwardly.

He looked at the dense divine patterns all over Chen Ling's body with lingering fear, his face turned bitter.

"Senior Brother Lu, do you still want to continue?"

Chen Ling raised his hand, and more than seventy divine patterns moved accordingly.

The invisible power caused the endless chill in the arena to collapse.

Lu Xun looked ugly and was silent for a long time. He clenched his fists, sighed unwillingly, and gritted his teeth and said, "I lost."

Lu Xun lost.

In one fell swoop, Chen Ling stepped into the eleventh place on the list of geniuses.

The crowd was dead silent.

I was so shocked that I was already numb. How can I describe it in words?

"Number 11 on the list of geniuses..." A group of old people smiled slowly and bitterly.

Needless to say, it feels like having a newcomer climb to the top of your head in such a terrifying manner.

The newcomers, except for a few who were at odds with Chen Ling, were all in awe.

The concepts of identity from Dongzhou, Xizhou, and Beizhou have long been thrown aside. Everything here depends on strength.

"Senior Brother Lu accepts the offer."

Chen Ling let out a long breath and rushed to Lu Xun, cupping his fists and cupping his hands.

Lu Xun walked off the stage in a jittery step.

No one showed a look of ridicule. Losing to Chen Ling was a surprise to everyone.

But Chen Ling's strength completely shocked everyone.

Five divine symbols, defeated Lu Xun.

Everyone's face twitched when they saw the more than seventy divine patterns.

I'm afraid it's hard to say that Yang Xuan, who is ranked tenth, can beat Chen Ling.

Yang Xuan was indeed very depressed about this matter.

The power of those divine patterns was really shocking. There were more than seventy of them, and his eyelids jumped wildly when he saw them.

"Do you think he will challenge Yang Xuan?"

Someone whispered.

Everyone looked at Yang Xuan.

Yang Xuan, ranked tenth on the list of geniuses.

Chen Ling is currently ranked eleventh.

The golden name on the list is dazzling.

Chen Ling looked at the referee, then grinned and said, "I give up the challenge."

As soon as he finished speaking, he jumped down from the ring.

The list of geniuses, this is enough.

The seventy-seven Devouring Divine Marks absorbed enough power. According to his estimate of the battle with Lu Xun, even if he faced Yang Xuan and went all out, it would be possible to win again.

However, the relationship between the senior brothers is harmonious, so it won't be like this.

Besides, there is not much difference between the tenth and the eleventh.

Seeing Chen Ling walking down the ring, everyone was slightly startled and then thought deeply.

Yang Xuan breathed a sigh of relief and cast a grateful look at Chen Ling.

He was really afraid that Chen Ling would continue.

Immediately, Yang Xuan looked at Ouyang Hong.

"you lose."

Only then did everyone remember the bet the two had made before, and suddenly looked at each other in shock.

"It seems that since Chen Ling started, Ouyang Hong and Yang Xuan have never won a battle." A disciple muttered in a low voice.

Ouyang Hong's face was ashen, and under the focus of everyone's attention, his face gradually turned red: "Yang Xuan, don't push yourself too far."

Xia Wuming suddenly said calmly: "Ouyang Hong, after all, is also a high-level saint. He is a respectable person. Save some face for yourself."

Xia Wuming's words were quite naked.

Ouyang Hong was trembling with anger and clenched his teeth.

For a long time, he stared at Yang Xuan: "Senior Brother Yang."

"That's all. I have a lot of money, so I'll let you go." Yang Xuan didn't care about Ouyang Hong's salute. This was enough, and Ouyang Hong was completely embarrassed once again.

A cold light flashed across his eyes, and Yang Xuan sneered.

The macro-destroying team, the target is now in sight.

Chen Ling stopped challenging. Next, it was his turn to unseat Ouyang Hong.

Next, the challenge continues.

From back to front, the ranking battles kicked off one by one.

However, the subsequent battle was boring.

Chen Ling's outrageous behavior before made everyone quickly become bored with the boring battle below.

Some people even sit cross-legged on the spot, closing their eyes and concentrating, waiting for their turn.

The battle situation coexists with anxiety and turmoil, and time passes quickly.

Soon, three days passed.

In three days, the ranking battle finally reached the top twenty.

For the top twenty, the battle just became exciting and attracted the crowd's attention again.

Chen Ling stood beside Yang Xuan and Si Xingfei, watching the battle silently.

Every battle can give him a little gain.

The rankings on the list of geniuses are also constantly changing. No need to take any action, whoever wins and who loses, the rankings will change automatically.

This surprised Chen Ling.

To be able to do this, the intelligence of the genius list weapon spirit has obviously reached an extremely high level.

"You, number 11 on the list of geniuses, are probably the most special one. The people below would rather challenge number 19 than come to you." Si Xingfei suddenly glanced at Chen Ling and said with a helpless smile.

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Chen Ling paused when he heard this and looked towards the ring.

Lu Xun, who was pulled down by him, came on stage to challenge and defeated the twelfth person on the list of geniuses.

"Yang Xuan."

Then, Lu Xun glanced directly at Yang Xuan.

He simply passed Chen Ling.

"Senior brother, you don't have to come back if you lose." Chen Ling grinned.

Yang Xuan rolled his eyes angrily and said angrily: "Wait a minute or else Ouyang Hong will sink me. I write the character "Yang" vertically."

"Forehead."

If the character Yang is written vertically, isn’t it still the character Yang?

By the time Chen Ling came to his senses, Yang Xuan was already on the stage.

"To be honest, I feel that Chen Ling is stronger than you." Lu Xun glanced at Chen Ling, looked at Yang Xuan and smiled.

"Don't sow discord between our senior brothers, it's useless." Yang Xuan glanced at his lips, stamped his feet, and directly attacked Lu Xun.

Lu Xun's pupils shrank, he flicked his finger, and an ice blade shot out of his body, followed closely behind.

Click!

Yang Xuan smashed the ice blade with one punch, and his power remained intact as he fought with Lu Xun.

The two of them retreated together, but Lu Xun was obviously suppressed.

Then, the two fought fiercely.

Chen Ling can now clearly see a battle of this level.

Yang Xuan's strength was obviously a level higher than that of Lu Xun, and he suppressed Lu Xun from the beginning to the end.

The battle lasted for about a quarter of an hour, and Lu Xun was defeated and retained the twelfth place.

Then, he passed by Chen Ling.

It's Yang Xuan's turn.

Yang Xuan came on stage, stared at Ouyang Hong, and raised his fingers at the latter very lightly: "Ouyang Hong, come up and die."

"Yang Xuan."

Ouyang Hong was furious and had already suppressed his anger.

boom!

Ouyang Hong's body was filled with Gang Qi, which was extremely violent. His momentum set off a storm and swept into the ring.

"This guy is really powerful." From Ouyang Hong's momentum, Chen Ling felt awe-inspiring. Ouyang Hong did not live up to his fame.

Full of Gang Qi, unparalleled strength, coupled with the high-level cultivation of a saint, this battle will not be easy for Yang Xuan.

However, Chen Ling believed in Yang Xuan.

Although Yang Xuan seemed carefree, he would never believe it if there was no back-up plan.

Fight and get into the top ten of the Prodigy List.

This is the most exciting battle in every Tianjiao ranking battle.

The tenth versus ninth pair is still Yang Xuan and Ouyang Hong who are as powerful as fire and water.

Everyone cheered up and was so excited that even the shock brought by Chen Ling was forgotten in their minds. (To be continued)

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