Lin Jie suddenly sneered: "Don't they look down on our Martyr Flag?
Let them fight first, let's watch the show, and at the end I will directly kill the number one, which will make the slap in the face even more satisfying."
"They are so awesome, they go first, haha."
After hearing this, several people began to feel comfortable, drinking wine and watching the warriors appear on stage.
The competition started, and someone challenged the tenth place.
Lin Jie asked Shen Li what penance was.
After asking, he realized that in today's world, most warriors are not considered true martial artists.
For example, the Jiang family and the Wu family.
People like Jiang Zhi, Wu Yu, Jiang Lingrou, Jiang Feng.
Martial arts cultivation is only an auxiliary, cultivation comes from taking resources, and it will remain within the territory of Yun Kingdom for the rest of its life.
Jiang Xuan and Wu Ziquan, who were ascetic cultivators, gave up their glory and wealth and wandered in uncertainty since childhood.
Either join the martial arts sect, or go to dangerous places for training.
Strong strength, becoming the real backing of the Jiang family and the Wu family.
If you choose to practice hard, you will give up glory and wealth.
Therefore, people like Jiang Hong and Wu Tian have Yuanxiang realm cultivation and have the power to take charge of a party.
But he also gives up the true martial arts and cannot become a truly strong man.
"It turns out that most of the people I killed before were not considered warriors."
After learning everything, Lin Jie couldn't help but sigh.
Looking at the warriors he has met over the past ten years or so, there is probably only one who truly practices hard.
It was Zhang He, a strong man from the Yintian Sect who died in his hands.
"Zheng Hai, you are so awesome and you want to win the first place in a row again."
At this time, the air was filled with the aroma of wine, meat, sweat, and blood.
The warriors were looking intently at the scene where the strong man Zheng Hai was fighting with a warrior whose legs were like the wind.
Zheng Haiyuan's energy is released outwards, combined with the method of luck, and integrated into his double fists.
His fists looked like they were made of fine steel. When he punched out, combined with his Yuan force, he seemed to create a ten-foot-long mountain of fists, constantly pressing against his opponent.
Another warrior, his legs are like the wind.
Legs are his trump card.
He used a special luck method to integrate his outward energy into his legs.
The footwork is coordinated with the Swift Star Step, as fast as a shadow.
One step can break the stone slab.
With one kick, it was an astonishing leg strength of more than ten feet, which smashed the mountain of fists coming from Zheng Hai.
Boom boom boom.
The warrior turned over, propped up his body with both hands, his legs were like scorpion needles, and smashed the mountain of fists with each kick.
Lin Jie has rarely seen a warrior with such powerful kicks and boxing skills.
puff!
About a hundred moves.
The strong man with legs like lightning was suddenly blasted away by Zheng Hai's powerful punch with absolutely domineering power.
"Zheng Hai wins again."
"This is his third consecutive victory, and he has accumulated a total of 3,000 yuan stones."
All warriors are envious of him.
If you accumulate three thousand Yuan stones, you can buy an earth-grade mysterious weapon.
"No one challenges anymore?"
As the warrior was helped down, Zheng Hai, the victor, glanced at each warrior with a cold smile.
"superior."
Shen Li and the others immediately cheered Lin Jie up.
Lin Jie didn't hesitate anymore and walked up.
"Is the Martyr Flag still here to embarrass others?"
"The Flag of Martyrdom must have been around for more than a year, and you haven't even won the tenth place, right?"
"Is it still a newcomer?"
At this time, as Lin Jie appeared, the whole audience laughed.
Only Li Feixue was there to watch the changes.
Zheng Hai looked at Lin Jie approaching and shouted, "Boy?
What are you good at?
fist?
leg?
Shenfa?
Or a weapon?
It’s your choice.”
Lin Jie cupped his fists and saluted: "The risk of using weapons is too high, I can do whatever I want."
"Your tone makes me very unhappy."
Zheng Hai's expression changed.
Lin Jie smiled and said: "We are all here for the Yuan Stone, what's the point of feeling happy about it."
"Show your special skills, or I'll kill you with one punch."
Zheng Hai said angrily.
Hearing this, Lin Jie sincerely bowed his fists and said, "I don't know boxing or kicking. I know how to fight. I always win but never lose."
"Fuck, roll the ball for me."
Zheng Hai cursed bitterly.
He is indeed a warrior with a fiery temper.
After saying that, the moment Yuan Li was released, all Yuan Li merged into his fists.
Zheng Hai rushed in front of Lin Jie like a ferocious beast, and blasted out his fists containing the astonishing destructive power of the tenth realm of Hegemony.
"Is this going to kill people?"
Many people expressed concern.
boom.
At this time, Lin Jie just used a palm filled with scarlet energy, which was as easy as the edge of a sword, piercing the fist light from Zheng Hai.
puff.
Suddenly, Lin Jie's palm hit Zheng Hai's fists.
The latter was like a weak mortal being blown away three feet away.
After landing, Zheng Hai was vomiting blood.
"Yuanshi, I want it."
Lin Jie acted like a nobody and took away the deposit slip.
"Zheng Hai was defeated?"
A warrior stood up suddenly.
"You read that right?"
"The newcomer defeated Zheng Hai with just one palm?"
"The newcomer to Lie Zi Banner is a fierce person."
At this moment, all the warriors were stunned and watched Lin Jie leave.
There were more people looking towards the martyrs flag.
"The new guy's name is Lin Jie, right?
What level of cultivation can you defeat Zheng Hai with just one palm?"
The strong man who was good at kicking and lost to Zheng Hai also exclaimed repeatedly.
Except for Li Ziqi, Shen Li and others who looked natural, only Li Feixue looked normal.
He saw with his own eyes how Lin Jie slaughtered Jiang Feng.
"Our Martyrdom Flag has finally turned around."
Ma Xu spit out a mouthful of wine in front of everyone.
"I didn't lose, let's compete again."
Unexpectedly, Zheng Hai jumped up and stared with blood in his eyes.
"Haha, the Feiyu Camp cocktail party is really lively."
At this moment, a sound of ridicule suddenly came.
Everyone looked for fame and went out, their expressions instantly solidified.
A group of warriors, protected by a large number of soldiers, swaggered into the camp.
In the center are eight warriors working together to carry a golden sedan chair.
On the golden sedan chair was a young man.
He hugged two young girls with half exposed shoulders and looked down at Feiyu Camp from a high position.
The man is wearing a coat made of gold wire, and a gold altar filled with essence liquid is placed on the front desk.
"Pang Yunjie, the son of current counselor Pang Chong."
Shen Li couldn't help but said in a deep voice to Lin Jie's side.
"What a big rack."
Hearing this, Lin Jie felt that Pang Yunjie had more airs than Li Feixue.
Even the eldest son of the Jiang family, Jiang Hong, was much inferior to him.
Moreover, even the warriors from Feiyu Camp seemed to be very afraid of him.
Shen Li added: "His father Pang Chong is a popular person around the current prince, and the prince is the eldest brother of the princess."
After hearing this explanation, Lin Jie understood.
No wonder everyone in Feiyu camp is afraid, it turns out he is the prince's man.
At this time, Li Feixue took several warriors and went to bow: "Master Pang, what business do you have?"
Pang Yunjie kissed the beautiful woman on the cheek, and lowered his head with a smile: "Nothing to do. I heard that a cocktail party was being held, so I came here to ask for a drink, and by the way, I was looking for the No. 1 Zheng Hai Bibi."
"Bibi?"
Hearing this, Li Feixue's expression solidified.
As for Zheng Hai, who was so angry just now, he was even more pale and colorless.
Pang Yunjie frowned: "What's wrong?
not welcome?
Everyone says that the number one in the Yun Kingdom is Feiyuying, are they just a bunch of turtles?"
After saying that, he picked up the golden altar and poured the essence liquid towards the flying fish warrior.