Xin Sheng's words surprised Ling Yun slightly.

Didn’t you expect that your reputation has become so famous in Kyushu?

As the saying goes, a big tree attracts wind, Lingyun doesn’t know whether this is bad news or good news for him.

But one thing is certain is that this is conducive to increasing one's own luck. Once the luck increases, the easier it is to break the interface barrier between the two realms if you want to return to the divine realm in the future.

"Elder Xin, you are so proud of your boy."

Ling Yun is humble and authentic.

"Haha, Brother Lingyun, I wonder what you said you were going to find me?"

Xin Sheng said with a smile.

With Ling Yun's talent, he is definitely the most important training target for Sun and Moon God Valley. Once he grows up in the future, he will definitely be among the people. So now Xin Sheng is a little polite to Ling Yun, no surprise.

Even if Ling Yun was called Ling Yun’s little brother, Xin Beixuan and the other two were not surprised.

after all.

The rest of the family have always been like this when it comes to disciples from the four super sects including Sun and Moon God Valley.

"Elder Xin, you are highly respected and probably don't like to beat around the bush. Since that's the case, I have something to say. Can you call out the other two tribe members who will fight with the Meng clan tomorrow?"

Lingyun is straightforward.

This made Xin Sheng, Xin Beixuan and others look suspicious.

What does Ling Yun want to do?

"Brother Lingyun, I wonder what your intention is to do this?"

Xin Sheng asked curiously.

Ling Yun replied firmly: "Elder Xin, my idea is very simple, help you win tomorrow's battle."

"kindness?"

Xin Sheng and others frowned even more.

In tomorrow's battle, the Xin clan will undoubtedly be defeated.

Ling Yun said that he could help them win tomorrow's battle, how could he win?

Everyone suddenly felt in vain.

"Lingyun, do you really have a way to win tomorrow's competition? But in the three battles tomorrow, our Xin clan has no confidence in winning. Now the time is so short when the battle is played? What can you do..."

Xin Beixuan didn't understand Ling Yun's meaning at all.

"When I long labored to call out the other two, I will naturally tell you the way."

Ling Yun was very decisive and authentic.

Xin Sheng hesitated for a moment, and finally he immediately asked someone to call out the other two tribe members.

Ling Yun glanced at him.

These two young men, one of whom looked about twenty-nine, had a cultivation level in the middle stage of the seventh level of the Zhenwu Realm. The other young men, had a cultivation level in the middle stage of the sixth level of the Zhenwu Realm.

"Lingyun, this is Xin Lian. It will represent our Xin clan to fight the Meng clan. A twenty-eight-year-old young man named Meng Changkong. Xin Lian had already broken through to the middle stage of the seventh level of the Zhenwu realm not long ago, but Meng Changkong, the Meng clan, is just a warrior at the early stage of the seventh level of the Zhenwu realm, so Xin Lian's chance of winning will be very high."

Xin Zhe pointed to the older young man and introduced to Ling Yun.

Then, he pointed to another young man and continued: "His name is Xin Hong, and he is currently the most outstanding disciple of our Xin clan under the age of 25. His cultivation is in the middle stage of the sixth level of the Zhenwu Realm."

"He is going to fight Meng Wu, another genius from the Meng clan. Although Meng Wu is the opposite of his age, he is already a mid-level warrior of the seventh level of Zhenwu realm, and his cultivation is about the same as Xin Lian."

"So Xin Hong's chances of winning are very small."

These two people, plus Xin Zhe, who also has a very small chance of winning, will definitely lose the Xin clan in this battle.

So after Xin Zhe introduced it, the people of the Xin clan were dejected and looked a little depressed.

"Lingyun, what's the solution? You might as well just tell me."

Xin Beixuan asked anxiously.

Based on her understanding of Ling Yun, if Ling Yun really had no choice, Ling Yun would not have caused so many things.

The others also looked at Ling Yun with anticipation.

Ling Yun smiled faintly: "The solution is very simple. I will fight with the man named Mengwu of the Meng clan on behalf of Xin Hong."

"kindness?"

Everyone was stunned.

What does this mean?

Can he help the Xin clan win tomorrow's battle with Mengwu instead of Xin Hong?

What he meant is that he will definitely win Mengwu tomorrow?

"What a joke? That Mengwu is a warrior at the mid-stage level of the seventh level of the Zhenwu Realm. Although he has just broken through the mid-stage level of the seventh level, his martial arts cultivation is there, so how can anyone defeat him?"

"This kid is the famous Ling Yun? Although I heard that he is talented, I didn't expect that he was so overestimated. With his cultivation level, how could he be Meng Wu's opponent?"

"The aura on his body is at most the fifth level of the Zhenwu Realm. If it is in terms of combat power, it is probably not qualified to carry shoes for Mengwu."

"He lost has no effect on himself, but it has a great impact on our Xin clan. If Xin Hong takes action, there is at least a glimmer of hope. But letting him take action is tantamount to handing over the Fengwu Divine Vine to the Meng clan."

The rest of the Xin clan watched over and heard Ling Yun's words, they all scoffed at Ling Yun.

Even those who know Ling Yun's strength, such as Xin Beixuan and Xin Zhe, do not think that Ling Yun is Meng Wu's opponent.

after all.

Meng Wu is not Ye Qingtian who Ling Yun met before. In the Jiuzun Sect, Meng Wu is the disciple who is most focused on cultivating, and his combat power is much stronger than Ye Qingtian's strength.

"My friend Lingyun, this is the business of our Xin clan, so I won't bother you to take action."

Xin Sheng even politely refused.

"I'm really sorry for my hard work. This is not just a matter of your Xin clan, but also related to me, because after helping you win tomorrow's battle, I also need half of the Fengwu Divine Vine."

Ling Yun spoke extremely firmly.

As soon as he said that, all the people from the Xin clan were stunned.

Then a person's expression immediately became gloomy.

Half of the Phoenix Dance God Vine.

What is the difference between this and robbery?

Even Xin Sheng's expression became completely serious.

At this time, a middle-aged man in his forties suddenly jumped out. The martial arts aura on his body showed that he was a mid-stage warrior at the seventh level of the Zhenwu Realm.

The middle-aged man looked very similar to Xin Hong. As soon as he stood up, he shouted coldly at Ling Yun: "Boy, you don't need to interfere in our Xin clan's affairs. I advise you not to meddle in other people's business. Why don't you just grab half of the Fengwu Shen Vine?"

"Haha, rob, you Xin clan also needs to have it? Without my actions, you think you have the chance to get the Fengwu Divine Vine. If I can help you win and win the Fengwu Divine Vine, then half of the ones left for you will be considered generous."

Ling Yun smiled faintly, looking confident.
Chapter completed!