In the Magic City Stadium, in the competition arena for the instructor battle of the China National Spiritual Cultivator Competition.
Lin Yi is hiding in the competition ring at this moment. He is dormant quietly. From the beginning of the competition to now, no one has noticed him yet, and he has not made a single movement sound.
But now, Lin Yi, who had remained undetected for such a long time, burst into laughter from a hidden place.
"Hahaha!"
"Feng Wenbiao is such an interesting person. He can talk a hundred thousand miles away and nineteen continents with his words! In addition to talking, his ability to bully the weak and fear the strong can be regarded as learning the essence of me."
"Feng Wenbiao is really a teachable boy!"
Lin Yi had a panoramic view of everything that happened just now in the position of spiritual cultivator mentor of the Magic City University, Futou University and Shonan University.
The inexplicable malfunction of the secondary defense formation just now was actually caused by Lin Yi secretly closing the formation disk in Jin Zhejian's hand in the dark. It was not a malfunction at all as Feng Wenbiao said.
Unexpectedly, the scene of two angry dogs barking across the fence, opening the fence and then scattering, would actually happen to people.
However, at this moment, Feng Wenbiao took bullying to the extreme. Seeing that Lin Langtian's strength was reduced to the early stage of mortal level, he ran over to teach Lin Langtian how to behave.
Jin Zhejian held his forehead slightly and looked at Feng Wenbiao who had already rushed away. He felt a little headache.
He is really a guy who succeeds more than he can accomplish.
To rush in front of Lin Langtian so recklessly is probably a trap set by Lin Langtian!
Jin Zhejian subconsciously covered his eyes, not daring to look at the scene in front of him again.
Purify the world of peace on the screen. He is afraid that the scene later will be too bloody. Feng Wenbiao is still his brother after all. Jin Zhejian hopes to imprint a complete Feng Wenbiao into his mind instead of the shattered Feng Wenbiao.
"Boom!" A deafening explosion sounded.
Jin Zhejian turned pale and sighed: "It's over, it's over..."
"Feng Wenbiao, have a good journey. I hope you ascend to heaven and be happy...
May there be no pretense in heaven.”
Jin Zhejian's eyes were slightly red, and two clear tears ran down his cheeks. Unexpectedly, he and Feng Wenbiao had been quarreling with each other before, but when it came time to say goodbye, he was still very reluctant to part with him.
"Don't worry, Feng Wenbiao. You didn't die unjustly. I didn't expect that you would stop the extraordinary powerhouse Lin Langtian by yourself for us. I will definitely remember this kind of courage and righteousness in my heart."
In order not to let you down, I will leave now with a group of brothers behind me!"
Jin Zhejian turned around and wiped away his tears. Choking with sobs, he said to the spiritual masters of Futou University and Shonan University Alliance behind him: "Brothers, let's leave quickly! Feng Wenbiao has bought precious time for us.
Don’t let down his good intentions!”
After Jin Zhejian finished speaking, he turned around and ran away.
But as soon as he took half a step out, Jin Zhejian looked at his stunned companions behind him strangely, and asked doubtfully: "Why don't you leave yet?"
It seems that these spiritual cultivator instructors from Futo University and Shonan University have not recovered from the shock just now.
"Okay, let's go quickly. Although I know the scene is very bloody, but it won't make your legs weak from fear and you can't even walk, right?"
However, the spiritual cultivator instructors of Futo University and the Shonan University Alliance only gave Jin Zhejian a faint look, and the look they gave him was exactly the same as the look he gave Feng Wenbiao's retarded look just now.
Ellie rolled her eyes at Jin Zhejian, pointed behind him, and said:
"Why are we leaving? You'll know just by looking behind you."
"Huh?" Jin Zhejian turned around, his fearful pupils shrinking involuntarily, and his whole expression became even more incredible.
"No, isn't it!?"
The scene in front of him was not like what Jin Zhejian had imagined just now. Feng Wenbiao was smashed into pieces by Lin Langtian's punch, and his flesh and blood flew everywhere.
The situation was completely opposite to what he imagined.
He, he actually saw with his own eyes that Feng Wenbiao picked up Lin Langtian's collar and beat him hard at Lin Langtian, whose eyes were blank.
Jin Zhejian couldn't help but take a breath of cold air. When did Feng Wenbiao become so powerful? So powerful that even the extraordinary powerhouse Lin Langtian was no match for him?
No! Jin Zhejian's eyes flashed with a bright light.
It's not that Feng Wenbiao has been hiding his strength, or that Feng Wenbiao suddenly became stronger, but that Lin Langtian's realm is really only the early stage of mortal level!
"Bang!"
"Boom!"
"Bang bang bang!"
Feng Wenbiao's two pairs of tiger fists hit Lin Langtian's body one after another, punching hard to the flesh.
The spiritual cultivators and mentors of the Magic City Alliance couldn't help but break out in cold sweats when they saw this violent scene in front of them.
Unexpectedly, this stupid big man was not only talented at trolling, but also had terrifying explosive power that made everyone present feel terrified.
But what makes the spiritual cultivator mentors of the Magic City Alliance even more afraid is Lin Langtian.
Among the spiritual cultivator instructors present in the competition, those with the lowest cultivation levels are all spiritual cultivators who are at the peak of the mid-term mortal level and can enter the late mortal level at any time.
For spiritual cultivators whose level of strength is lower than his own, a discerning person can tell at a glance that Lin Langtian's level is only an early stage mortal level.
This made the spiritual cultivator instructors at the Demon City University who were from the same college as Lin Langtian look shocked, with disbelieving panic on their faces.
This, what on earth is going on?!
Why is it that Lin Langtian, the most powerful person in the Demon City University who cultivates Haoran Zhengqi, is not as good as a student in the Demon City University's spiritual cultivator class?
What had Lin Langtian experienced before this?
No, it should be said. What terrible thing happened between him and Lin Yi, the man in black, Muchen, so that the strongest person, Lin Langtianxiu, who is proud of all the teachers of the Demon City University,
Why retreat like this?
But no matter how hard we beat him, he shouldn't have beaten Lin Langtian's cultivation to such a low level?
"That's not right!" Lao Zhou from Shanghai Modu University carefully scanned Lin Langtian's body and found that except for the scars left by Feng Wenbiao's actions, Lin Langtian was not injured at all!
Lin Langtian, who was unscathed, had an inexplicable plummet in his cultivation. He must have gone crazy!
Lao Zhou just reacted, and when he looked at Lin Langtian again, Lin Langtian had been beaten beyond recognition by Feng Wenbiao, and only one breath was left hanging on his life.
"No! Go and save Brother Lin!"
Lao Zhou shouted loudly and hurriedly moved away. He was like a sharp arrow fired from a fully drawn bow, piercing Feng Wenbiao fiercely.
"Bang!" A harsh collision sounded, and Lin Langtian flew upside down more than ten meters away like a kite with its string broken.