Dong Qinghai and Xu Tao, the two leading figures among the two consecutive young masters in Obsidian City, were defeated by Lin Ning. In an instant, whether the little prince Luo Yunming took action was attracted by nearly 10,000 people watching the game.

"Easily defeat the two Tongji First Level Heaven, Lin Ning must have the cultivation level of at least Tongji Second Level Heaven, right?"

"What is the second heaven? The little prince was deeply circulated by King Dashen and broke through to the third heaven two years ago."

"Ah? The Third Heaven!? It seems that Lin Ning is going to lose."

Many people were talking about it. Although Lin Ning is a disciple of the Lin family in Obsidian City, he has been out to practice for five years and is still an outsider in the eyes of most people. What's more, the Dashen Palace has accumulated power in Obsidian City for decades, and Luo Yunming's strength has also been supported by most people.

"Little Prince, can you dare to fight?" He looked proudly at Luo Yunming in the attic in the distance, and the flames rose all over Lin Ning, like the God of War.

"Haha, a battle is not necessary. If there is no color, I feel it doesn't seem worth it..." Luo Yunming said with a smile, as if his temperament is unrestrained, and he has a certain style of a king.

"Oh? According to the little prince's opinion, what kind of lottery should I have to take action?" Lin Ning frowned, and he was a little confused.

"Of course, if I win, you have to take out something." As he spoke, Luo Yunming closed the folding fan in his hand, his figure jumped up, stepped in a few steps in the air, and then passed through nearly dozens of meters and arrived on the battlefield.

This seemingly simple move suddenly won the applause of the audience. It was not easy for ordinary warriors to do it. This highlighted Luo Yunming's true energy and was indeed worthy of the title of the strongest young man in Obsidian City.

"What if Lin wins?" Seeing Luo Yunming's move, Lin Ning couldn't help but frown, and his eyes were filled with solemnity, but he was not afraid.

"You can't win." With a raised brow, Luo Yunming looked at Lin Ning with a smile, his tone was plain, as if he didn't take him seriously at all.

Hearing this, especially when he saw Luo Yunming's indifferent expression, Lin Ning's heart was filled with anger, and the true energy of the flame suddenly rose three inches higher, and he snorted coldly: "If the little prince wins, Lin will offer a Tongjiao Pill, what about?"

While speaking, Lin Ning took out a pill with a light purple fluorescent flash from his arms. Everyone couldn't help but take a breath of air conditioning when they saw this pill.

For more than eight years, Lin Tian has been devoted to studying the problem of solving his own innate context in this way, but he doesn't know much about other situations in various aspects of the cultivation world. Just as he was confused, Murong Xier, who was beside him, gave him the answer he wanted.

"Lin Ning seems to be quite favored by his master. Tongqiao Pill is already a third-level spiritual pill, which can increase the chance of a warrior breaking through the acupoints. For martial artists in the Tongqiao realm, it can be said to be a treasure of cultivation." Looking at the Tongqiao Pill that flashes with purple light, Xi'er's bright eyes also showed a hint of envy.

Lin Tian nodded. He had just learned that in addition to blindly breathing the essence of heaven and earth to condense the true qi, he actually had various spiritual pills to supplement his practice, which would lead to twice the result with half the effort.

"Trade!" The light flashed in his eyes. Luo Yunming obviously did not expect that Lin Ning would take out a Tongjiao Spirit Pill as a lottery. Before he could finish his words, a true energy squirted from the folding fan in his hand and pointed to Lin Ning's eyebrows.

"Lihuo Yuntian!"

The surging true energy condensed into a long flame sword in his hand, and directly slashed towards the folding fan that was coming. The hot air waves burned the air and rippled it, and the entire battle platform seemed to have become a sea of ​​fire.

Seeing this scene, the onlookers couldn't help but exclaim. In terms of momentum, Lin Ning seemed extremely fierce, and everyone couldn't help but worry about Luo Yunming.

"clang!…"

The folding fan collided with the long flame sword, and it made a strange sound like a collision of iron and stone. A wave of true energy spread out from the center of the two fighting, stirring up dust in the sky.

It can be used as a weapon by Luo Yunming, but the folding fan is obviously not made of ordinary materials. Although Lin Ning's long flame sword is condensed by true energy, it is a weapon that is close to the essence with the assistance of Lihuo Yuntian's method.

Just from this first encounter, the two of them not only have solid cultivation, but also have a bit of control over the methods they practice.

"Bang!"

A whirlwind-like true energy surged out from Luo Yunming's body, and then turned into a green tornado that looked like a substance, extinguishing the flames that filled the battle platform in an instant, and smashed the long flame sword into Lin Ning's chest.

Everyone exclaimed, and the discerning person could see that Lin Ning was defeated in just a moment of battle. Except for Luo Yunming's cultivation level being higher than him, this little prince who was famous in Obsidian City actually practiced the tornado martial arts!

The figure flew backwards and then fell to the edge of the battle platform. Lin Ning covered her chest, held her pale face and stood up, with blood marks spilling from the corner of her mouth.

"Martial Yi? You have actually cultivated martial Yi?!" Looking at Luo Yunming's green tornado with dozens of feet tall behind him, Lin Ning's gaze showed a complicated look of disbelief and unwillingness.

"Haha, I have initially condensed into martial arts not long ago. Brother Lin's cultivation is not bad. If it weren't for the true qi movement of my king with wind to overcome fire, you might not have been defeated." Luo Yunming smiled slightly with a generation of masters and said humbly.

"Thank you for showing mercy to the little prince. Lin is not as good as others, so he will leave first." With a wave of his hand, he threw the Tongjiao Pill in his hand towards Luo Yunming not far away. Lin Ning covered his chest and staggered away.

Nearly ten thousand people onlookers cheered for Luo Yunming's powerful strength. Lin Ning's heart was full of regret at this moment. He knew that the reason why he lost so thoroughly this time was not because his cultivation was not good, but because he was too conceited. He thought that these cheers and glory should belong to him...

A contest between the young and middle-aged people in Obsidian City ended so simply. Although I did not see the wonderful battle that was evenly matched, it also made everyone understand the gap between many young masters.

The second step in martial arts practice is to open the orifices. The gap between each realm is like the sky stream. Lin Ning, who is at the two levels of heaven, can easily defeat Dong Qinghai and Xu Tao in the first level of heaven, and will also be easily defeated by Luo Yunming in the third level of heaven.

One step is as short as the end of the world!

At this time, Luo Yunming was holding the Tongjiao Pill in his hand, his face full of joy. Even with the power of his Dashen Palace, such a third-level spiritual pill was rare, which was considered a surprising gain for him.

"Haha, I wonder who has another friend to come up to fight? As long as I win this king, I will give in to this Tongqiao Pill." Luo Yunming glanced around, demonstrating the style and mind of a generation of kings.

"Isn't this a joke on the little prince? Looking at Obsidian City, which family of young people can compare with you?"

"That's right, I reached the third level of Tongji at such a young age. Even in the entire cultivation world, there are definitely only a handful of them."

"The little prince really has the style of Prince Dashen back then. The father of the tiger has no dog son. He is really right."

………………

There were a lot of discussions in the crowd, and many people complimented them in their words, which made Luo Yunming feel quite useful in his ears. He just took action and not only obtained a Tongji Spirit Pill, but also made the position of the royal palace in Obsidian City more consolidated, which was a win-win situation.

However, just when everyone thought the situation had settled, and just when Luo Yunming was enjoying the glory of thousands of halos, a faint voice suddenly came from behind the crowd.

"I'll fight you."

In an instant, everyone around the battlefield became quiet, as if a needle could be heard. Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw a young man wearing a white robe, fluttering clothes, and a calm expression walking towards the battlefield like a wandering strolling in the garden.

"Who is he? He is so overestimating his abilities that he wants to challenge the little prince?"

"Huh? Isn't this Lin Tian, ​​the wasteful young master who cannot practice in the Lin family? His head is rusted, and he actually comes here?"

"Lin Ning, who connects the two levels of the orifices, has been defeated. What's the use of this waste?"

I don’t know who recognized Lin Tian in the crowd, and everyone’s eyes turned from initial surprise to ridicule and rolling their eyes.

Without the dazzling glory of Luo Yunming when he appeared, Lin Tian walked onto the battlefield step by step with a calm expression. There was no slight energy on his body, his steps were smooth and symmetrical, and he was calm and calm like an immortal who was exiled to the dust.

"Lin Tian?" Luo Yunming looked at Lin Tian in front of him with a strange expression. In his opinion, challenging him with a waste who cannot practice is simply a joke.

"Come on, Brother Tian!" Murong Xier's cheer came from behind the crowd. Many people looked back and couldn't help but be attracted by the peerless look and were fascinated by it.

Luo Yunming also looked at Murong Xier, and two strange colors emerged from his dark eyes. He touched his chin and said frivolously: "It's so beautiful that the country is so beautiful, the women in the Murong family are really the best."

From beginning to end, Luo Yunming never took Lin Tian seriously.

For some reason, when he saw Luo Yunming looking at Murong Xier, a violent emotion breeds in his heart, giving Lin Tian an urge to tear it apart.

With his brows frowned, Lin Tian suddenly realized that the Nine-Nine Reincarnation Method actually operated the Great Circle in his body, and two runes, one gold and one purple, appeared alternately in his mind, as if he wanted to affect his mind.

"Divine nature? Demon nature? In a thought, there will be infinite quantities of eternal nine turns..." An old sigh seemed to have come from eternity and echoed in Lin Tian's mind for a long time.
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