Song Donglai and Hu Chengshu turned their heads at the same time and spoke in unison.
It's just that one person's face has a look of shock, while the other's face has an expression of ecstasy.
"You, what you said is true?? You said Lin Lang, my disciple won??"
Song Donglai shook Deacon Qin's shoulders vigorously, feeling so excited that he couldn't help himself.
"Yes, Third Elder! We disciples saw with our own eyes that Master Lin Lang defeated Master Li Shanhe!" Deacon Qin thought to himself that he had finally stabilized the stubborn Song Donglai. What if Lin Lang was the loser in the end?
It’s truly unimaginable!
"Hahahaha!! Did you hear that, my second brother?!! The person who loses in the end is your apprentice! Not my apprentice! Hahahahaha!"
Are you still not happy at all when Song Dong comes? His old face smiles like a bright chrysanthemum!
"No! This, this is impossible!! How could Shanhe lose... This guy Lin Lang has only been in the industry for a few days, this is impossible!!!"
"Evil disciple! Evil disciple!!"
Hu Cheng was so bookish that he almost spit out a mouthful of blood. He agreed to the gambling fight between the two, which was a kind of connivance to Li Shanhe, but he didn't expect that this kid would lose to the new disciple? What a shame and humiliation!
Hu Chengshu suddenly felt that this was even more embarrassing than losing the fight with Song Donglai!!
"Hahaha! Brother, don't be so impatient. Shanhe is a very good disciple. However, he met my disciple, so it is normal for him to lose!"
Song Donglai generously patted Hu Chengshu on the shoulder. Seeing how the little old man was turning his head faster than flipping through a book, Hu Chengshu became bookish.
A second ago, you were convinced that Lin Lang would definitely lose. Now that you know the result, you are showing off like this? Do you still want to show off?!!
"Lao San, you really have gained a good disciple!"
Hu Chengshu gritted his teeth and said.
But the more Hu Chengshu is like this, the more it shows how outstanding Lin Lang is, and Song Donglai will be happy.
"If that's the case, let's forget about the sword and kowtow!" Song Donglai chuckled, making Hu Chengshu even more angry.
He flicked his sleeves, turned around and left, unwilling to stay here for a moment longer.
But when he just took the step, an astonishing aura suddenly erupted from the crowd in the audience, like an explosion in the valley, attracting everyone's attention, including Song Donglai who was standing proudly at the side.
"Oh? Someone else has broken through at this time?"
Song Donglai glanced curiously at the crowd, and a familiar figure appeared in front of him.
"Lin, Lin Lang?!"
Song Donglai's chin almost touched the ground.
Psychic Realm! My disciple is going to break through to the Psychic Realm? A few days ago, he was still at the fourth level of the Psychic Realm. The speed of his cultivation is too fast!
"Fuck!"
Hu Chengshu couldn't help but uttered a curse word, and then looked at Song Donglai aside with a suspicious expression.
"Third brother, have you taught this boy some crooked ways? This cultivation level is improving too fast!"
Hu Chengshu even had some bad thoughts. In his heart, he even suspected that Song Donglai was here to encourage the young people.
"Fart! I haven't even seen him in the past few days. I never thought..."
Song Donglai came closer and looked Lin Lang carefully up and down. Even Hu Chengshu seemed to have forgotten what happened before and was staring at Lin Lang wholeheartedly.
Now he is no longer humiliated and unwilling. Instead, he is very excited and even can't believe the reality.
Is such a heaven-defying genius really a disciple of the Suzaku Sect? With such a disciple, it doesn't matter if Li Shanhe loses to him a few more times?!
Lin Lang closed his eyes tightly and devoted himself wholeheartedly to the process of breakthrough. He did not notice the two wretched old men in front of him who were sizing him up.
"It's not easy! It's really not easy! Now that I think about it, it's not unfair that Shanhe lost to him."
Hu Chengshu clicked his tongue and said, and the time for Lin Lang to break through is not at any other time, but after the battle! He can gain insights and break through immediately after just finishing a battle. This is even more valuable than his cultivation speed!
At this time, Lin Lang was like a suffocated prawn, his entire face was red, steam was rising from the top of his head, and the rampant aura even pulled his body slightly out of shape!
This is a time to test the strength of the body, and even more so, the control of the spiritual energy! As long as you can suppress this spiritual energy, you can use it for yourself and step into channeling!
Beads of sweat continued to roll down Lin Lang's forehead, and he felt an unprecedented sense of oppression. It was as if he was trapped on the bottom of the sea covered with heavy glaciers, preventing him from ever going ashore.
"Hold your breath and concentrate! Guard your Dantian for me!"
Song Donglai suddenly shouted loudly. The sound was like a ray of fire in the chaos, making Lin Lang's consciousness instantly clearer.
The three yins merge and Qi enters the Dantian!
Lin Lang tried to change the way his body controlled spiritual energy. He spent more control on the transportation hubs such as Dantian and acupuncture points. As for those tendons, he let the spiritual energy wash and collide!
Sure enough, this method of control made Lin Lang's aura calm down a lot in an instant, the aura around him was also constantly restrained, and his complexion gradually became normal.
In his imagination, the glacier above his head was constantly breaking, and air poured into Lin Lang's mouth again. Lin Lang suddenly felt that the originally tight air pockets were loosening, and a steady stream of spiritual energy spurted out from the air pockets. In a daze,
He had an intoxicating feeling, but after he came back to his senses, a surging power began to surge from his Dantian, and then covered his whole body.
Lin Lang felt that his spiritual energy reserves were several times greater than those at level 10! The spiritual energy in the spiritual state was like sourceless water. After you release a move, it may be difficult to recover for a long time.
The feeling of the psychic realm was completely different. Lin Lang felt that the spiritual energy in his body was like spring water with a source. As long as it was taken in moderation, it would not dry up.
"Drink!!"
Lin Lang swung his sword with his right hand, and a three-foot-high flaming slash was swung out at will. Looking at the power of this flaming slash, it was comparable to the crazy blade tornado released by Li Shanhe just now.
The Flame Slash was extremely fast, hitting the wall hard, blasting away pieces of rubble, and burning the originally blue-white wall to black.
"Can just a random slash have such power..."
Lin Lang stared blankly at the Silver Moon Sword in his hand, unable to recover for a long time.
"Hahahaha!! Good, good! You are indeed my disciple. You have impressed me even after three days apart!"
Song Donglai smiled and patted Lin Lang's back hard, and then Lin Lang saw him and Hu Chengshu.