Ling Tian Dan Zun

Chapter 21 Unexpectedly
The corners of his mouth were raised slightly, and Xi Ling looked around, speculatively.

"But if Chen Ming loses, I won't ask you what you want. You just need to call me Grandpa three times."

Whoa!

Xi Ling's words completely detonated the entire martial arts arena.

Before the branch ranking competition started, the two geniuses of the East and West began to confront each other.

"I don't know if Xiao Chen dares to make this bet with Xi Ling."

"Aren't you talking nonsense? Anyone with a discerning eye can see that Chen Ming will definitely lose! Unless Xiao Chen is a fool, he will never agree."

"Nonsense, Xiao Chen's temper is also very violent, he probably can't bear it."

"If you can't bear it, you have to bear it! Calling Grandpa Xi Ling in front of so many people? Who can do such a thing? How will you gain a foothold in Tianwu Academy and Tianxuan City in the future?"

The whispers from all around did not affect Xiao Chen's judgment at all.

Frowning slightly, Xiao Chen didn't answer immediately.

"I didn't expect you to be a coward. If that's the case, I won't force it."

Seeing Xiao Chen's frown, Xi Ling smiled slightly and said, "You escaped this time, and I won't hold back the life-and-death struggle later."

"Although the Qingyun Sword has been damaged, it can still display the power of a high-grade Huang-rank magic weapon. I may not be comfortable using it, but Chen Ming should be able to use it."

At this moment, Xiao Chen nodded and said: "Since you want to give me Qingyun Sword, if I don't want it, wouldn't it make you lose face?"

"Hahaha!"

Xi Ling seemed to have heard the funniest joke in the world, he raised his head and laughed wildly, then his face turned cold, and said.

"I'm looking forward to whether you can be so calm when you call me grandpa!"

Xiao Chen shrugged, too lazy to talk nonsense with Xi Ling.

"Old Mo, in your opinion, can Chen Ming win?"

Somewhere in the martial arts arena, Shen Jianing frowned slightly and said.

Due to the urgent need for high-level alchemy, Shen Jianing and Mo Yan came to the training ground of Tianwu Academy early in the morning.

It's just that they changed their makeup slightly, and ordinary students couldn't recognize them at all.

"There's very little chance."

Mo Yan shook his head and said, "Unless there is a miracle, it will be more difficult for Chen Ming to win than ascend to the sky."

"Is Xiao Chen stupid? Why did he want to gamble with Xi Ling!"

Shen Jian stomped her feet angrily, and said angrily.

"Let's take a look at this matter for now. Xiao Chen is not a simple person. He is not absolutely sure. He probably won't take risks."

Although Mo Yan said so, he still didn't believe Xiao Chen in his heart.

Xiao Chen's alchemy talent is high, but his martial arts cultivation is terribly low, and his vision is definitely not much better.

The most important thing is that Chen Ming is only at the Ninth Layer of Body Tempering, while Song Yong is at the peak of the day after tomorrow.

"If Chen Ming can win, it will really be the sun coming out from the west... What!"

However, before Mo Yan finished speaking, his eyes were fixed on the center of the battlefield.

On the battlefield, Song Yong suddenly froze in place, his eyes becoming a little loose.

Chen Ming seized this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and punched Song Yong impartially, just right on Song Yong's chest.

boom!
The huge force coming from his chest made Song Yong retreat several feet away.

Song Yong didn't stop walking backwards until his body hit the ground.

Song Yong stood up from the ground and glanced at Chen Ming who was opposite him.

Suddenly, Song Yong shuddered all over, and a fierce look appeared in his eyes.

"Chen Ming, since you want to fight me, you should be prepared to be crippled and punch me!"

With a low shout, Song Yong put his feet on the ground and rushed out quickly.

"What does Song Yong want to do?"

"Is he insane?"

"Eighty percent of the time he has lost his insanity. He has already been defeated, but he still wants to make a move. This is clearly a sign of insanity."

"Let's stay far away from Song Yong, so as not to be accidentally injured by him."

Swish!

The students around all took a few steps back, choosing to stay away from Song Yong.

"what is the problem?"

Song Yong was a little confused by the voice coming from his ear.

What do you mean he has been defeated?

Click!

However, before the doubt in Song Yong's eyes dissipated, he was hit in the chest by a warrior who suddenly appeared beside him.

A crisp sound sounded, and the two ribs on Song Yong's chest were broken!
"Your bones are also very hard. From now on, you can't use your hands, you have to use your feet instead."

Xiao Chen shook his fist and said, "If you lose, you lose. How dare you engage in a sneak attack? It's really ignorant and fearless."

"What are you talking about, how could I... Puff!"

Song Yong fixed his eyes on Xiao Chen, and said viciously.

Before Song Yong finished speaking, he spurted out a big mouthful of blood again, and his breath dropped to freezing point in an instant.

"Everyone has seen it. If Chen Ming hadn't kept his hand, you would have died long ago."

Xiao Chen shrugged and said.

"The core disciple, Song Yong, was defeated by Chen Ming, a disciple of the eastern court at the ninth level of body tempering. It seems that you, the core disciple, should have obtained the position through the back door through connections, right?"

"Stop talking nonsense here!"

Xiao Chen seemed to hit Song Yong's pain point, making him furious.

hiss!
However, Song Yong's ribs were broken in two, his rage directly touched his chest, and he grinned in pain.

"This Chen Ming from the East Court may be a fake Chen Ming."

"I also think it might be fake."

"It doesn't make sense. Chen Ming, who is at the ninth level of Body Tempering, defeated Song Yong, who is at the peak of Houtian. Isn't that a piece of crap?"

"I don't know if you have noticed that at that moment just now, Song Yong suddenly appeared in a daze."

"Stupid? I didn't notice this, I just noticed that Xi Ling's face was a little ugly."

The last student's voice fell, and everyone turned their eyes to Xi Ling.

At this time, Xi Ling's face was very ugly.

What was originally a sure thing has changed dramatically.

"It turned out to be defeated."

Xi Ling had a bitter look on his face.

call out!
At this time, Xiao Chen rose from the ground, flashing past Xi Ling like a bolt of lightning.

"Tsk tsk, it really is the best magic weapon of Huang Jie."

Slightly waving Qingyun Sword in his hand, Xiao Chen said: "Xi Ling is a genius, thank you very much."

Moving his footsteps, Xiao Chen came to Chen Ming, handed Qingyun Sword to Chen Ming, and said at the same time.

"Although this Qingyun sword has been damaged, it can still display the power of a high-grade yellow-rank magic weapon. You can make do with it first, and I will repair it for you after the ranking competition of this school is over."

"No, no, you'd better keep this flying sword for yourself." Chen Ming hastily declined.

"Just hold it if I give it to you, isn't it just a Qingyun sword, I can't use it very smoothly."

Forcibly thrusting the Qingyun Sword to Chen Ming, Xiao Chen waved his fist and said, "I prefer to use my fist to deal with the enemy."

"Hmph! If you dare to snatch my Qingyun Sword, I will let you taste my fist!"

Xi Ling snorted coldly, and immediately stepped on the ground with both feet, violent vitality fluctuations emerged from his right fist, and slammed towards Xiao Chen fiercely.

"Tiger Leopard Fist!"

(End of this chapter)