When Ling Yun saw these people, he was not panicked at all.

He even had a very bold idea in his mind.

That is, if he eliminates everyone in the first process, then don’t you have to waste your energy on one-on-one battles anymore?

Thinking of this, Ling Yun was even more motivated.

Then eliminate everyone, what will happen if you see it?

"The dragon body of the swallowing heaven, the dragon violence magic power."

"Thunder Dragon turns into an explosion."

"The mystery of the half-step peak thunder erupted."

Ling Yun shouted softly, and his whole person instantly turned into a thunder dragon, but the thunder dragon transformed this time was much stronger than before. With the explosion of the Dragon Raid magical power, he seemed to have become a god of thunder dragons.

The thunder dragon roared, emitting a terrifying power of thunder.

The attacks of the people around fell on the surface of Ling Yun's body, but it was like a stone sinking into the sea, without any impact on Ling Yun's body.

on the contrary.

Ling Yun's body turned into a ray of lightning, roared, and then shuttled between the crowd.

"not good."

Everyone exclaimed.

They all want to continue to use various means to show resistance.

But it was too late.

How powerful is the Thunder Dragon, blessed with the Dragon Raid magical power?

Not only is the defense amazing, but the power it gives Ling Yun is also amazing.

As the thunder dragon continued to attack others and as the dragon's tail continued to sweep out, a person participating in the competition began to scream, and then he could see figures being bombarded out of the competition formation.

Almost all of these people who were bombed were seriously injured on the ground, and some were even disabled.

The rest of the people stared at Ling Yun with a look of horror in the formation.

They had thought Ling Yun was just defending against terror.

But he didn't expect his offensive to be so arrogant.

In just one quarter of an hour, there were only fifteen people participating in the competition, and they were still gradually decreasing.

These people were all eliminated by Ling Yun without exception.

"Who is this guy?"

The seventh prince's expression was extremely difficult to see.

"His combat power is definitely comparable to that of the middle stage of the first level of Zhenwu Realm. Third brother, what should we do now?"

The eighth prince also had a gloomy face.

As for the third prince, his eyes were deep, no one knew what he was thinking?

"Princess, why do I always feel that young man is so familiar?"

Xiang'er looked at Ling Yun's figure and muttered in Long Qianpiao's ear.

Long Qianpiao said in surprise: "Xiang'er, do you think so too? To be honest, this princess also feels like this. I always feel that the style and attitude of this person are like that brat. But..."

"But he is much older than Ling Yun, and among the various methods he uses, except for the Thunder, it seems that the other methods are not in line with each other."

Xiang'er took the call.

"Not bad. And more importantly, if it was him, why didn't he come to me and Brother Jiu after he came to the imperial city?"

Long Qianpiao nodded, with a slight loss on his face.

But then her eyes suddenly lit up: "Xiang'er, I remember he gave me a gift just now? You can find it out immediately and then take a look at what the gift is?"

Xiang'er understood it, and a trace of splendor flashed in her eyes. She quickly found the gift given by Ling Yun. When Long Qianpiao and Xiang'er opened the gift and saw the familiar pair of earth-level treasure boots placed there, Long Qianpiao's whole body suddenly stood up, his face full of excitement.

"This...is...is...is it...he?"

Long Qianpiao was so excited that he couldn't even say a word.

She was so happy that she had learned that the Seventh Prince and the Eighth Prince did not kill Ling Yun and let Ling Yun escape. Since then, she has been waiting for Ling Yun’s news, but never expected that Ling Yun would dare to come to the imperial city.

Except for him, who would know that he could use this earth-level treasure boot as a token?

It's him.

He is Ling Yun.

Wuming is Lingyun.

Long Qianpiao almost started dancing.

Since everyone was paying attention to the battle in the martial arts formation, they did not notice Long Qianpiao's such a disobedient move.

"Princess, you must be calm and don't act too exaggerated. He should have been disguised as he came to the imperial city. Once his identity is exposed, the Seventh Prince and the Eighth Prince will definitely not let him go."

Xiang'er reminded from the side.

Long Qianpiao felt reasonable when he heard this, and immediately restrained his extremely excited mood, and then his eyes were anxiously locked on Ling Yun. She, who had obviously disliked this martial arts competition, was now inexplicably looking forward to it.

"Princess, if he wins today's martial arts competition and becomes the prince consort, I wonder if you are happy? Or are you happy? Or are you happy?"

Xiang'er joked.

"You damn girl, you are not doing anything right again, right? When did this princess say I would be happy?"

Long Qianpiao knocked Xiang'er on the head.

Even though he said this, a bright smile could not help but burst into pieces on Long Qianpiao's face.

The battle is still going on in the martial arts formation.

At this time, only nine people were left.

Eight Zhenwu realm warriors and Jiang Jian.

The remaining nine people didn't care whether they were from the Genius Alliance or not. Anyway, they all joined forces, and their eyes looked at Ling Yun were all fierce and evil.

At this time, Ling Yun had also returned to his human form.

Although the Thunder Dragon Transformation can withstand all attacks, such physical attacks are more than enough to deal with people in the Tianwu Realm. However, if you want to give a fatal attack to a warrior in the Zhenwu Realm, you will almost be in a hurry.

What's more, among these nine people, one of them is a mid-stage warrior like Teng Wanfeng.

"If you want to go, go together. I will play with you."

Looking at the last nine people, Ling Yun's mouth curled up a playful curve.

But these words and attitudes made the nine people even more unhappy.

"Cangwu Jue."

"Hundreds of boats compete for the flowing fist."

"Draw the knife and cut the water palm."

“…”

The nine people all used powerful offensives without any hesitation.

"The dragon body of the swallowing heaven, the dragon violence magic power."

"The first inscription on the Holy Dragon Ruler erupts."

"The mystery of the half-step peak thunder erupted."

Thunder wrapped the Holy Dragon Ruler, making it impossible for everyone to see the Holy Dragon Ruler clearly. At the same time, Ling Yun used his body technique to the extreme. This body technique was not the Nine Shadow Clan Art that Ling Yun had mastered before, but was transformed from a set called "Fission Thousand Instant Steps" in his mind.

Although he has never used it or even practiced it much, at least Ling Yun was very skilled in this set of magic techniques in his previous life, and it is not a problem to use it initially now.

In an instant, Ling Yun disappeared from the spot, and then the Holy Dragon Ruler was raised high like a heavy hammer and smashed it down.
Chapter completed!