I have made up my mind.
These four words were said very decisively, indicating that Ling Yufang was really angry. He had to use his strength to prove that he didn't rely on his father!
Liu Shang was on the verge of collapse.
The other party was obviously provoking him on purpose, yet he was still foolishly looking for trouble!
The City Lord was so wise and powerful, how did he give birth to such a bastard!
Of course.
He only dared to think about it in his heart and didn't dare to say it out loud.
"Alright."
Jun Chang smiled and said, "Little Mu, why don't you fight with Young Master Ling?"
"Yes!"
Su Xiaomo jumped into the ring.
Before he even started warming up, the disciples of the Sect of All Times started to send messages to him.
"Senior Brother Su, you have to beat this guy up!"
"That arrogance of Gang Chang really pisses me off. I have to torture him until he's half dead!"
"It's best to beat him until he pisses all over!"
The reason why everyone hated him so much was because Ling Yufang deliberately called the Sect of All Times an ancient sect.
It had to be said.
In terms of attracting hatred, this guy was comparable to Jun Changxiao.
"Shua!"
Ling Yufang landed on the ring, his eyes flashing with anger. If his eyes could kill, Su Xiaomo would have been cut into pieces.
"The one on the ring is an inner disciple of the Sect of All Times, his strength is definitely not bad, can Young Master Ling win?"
"I heard that this Young City Lord Ling's talent isn't too high, his father used a lot of natural treasures to help him shape his meridians."
"Sigh, this is a good life, this is a good reincarnation."
Ling Yufang heard the whispers of the Southwest Yangzhou martial artists, the anger in his body was even stronger!
Why did they only care about his father, no one cared about his hard work all these years!
Could it be …
Because of his birth.
All his hard work and effort were erased, and blamed on having a good father!
This …
This is unfair to me!
"Huhu — — —"
Under the burning anger, Ling Yufang released Wuzong's cultivation, and said in a low voice, "I want to let you know that I can become the Young City Lord, to have my current cultivation, it's all because of myself!"
"How?" Su Xiaomo smiled.
Ling Yufang, who had unleashed his full cultivation, said proudly, "Let's compete with weapons!"
Shua!
As he spoke, he gently raised his right hand, and a sword with a dragon beast engraved on it appeared. Although it hadn't been unsheathed, it exuded a sharp aura!
"Three-foot Swimming Dragon Sword!"
"Oh my god, this is one of City Lord Ling's personal swords. Its quality has already reached the high level of the highest level. I never thought that he would give it to his son!"
Everyone looked at him enviously.
Liu Shangqing and Ge Tuhong's eyes flashed with a strange light. As Wu Huang, they didn't have such a weapon that was close to the Saint level!
True enough.
It was awesome to have a good father!
It was quite ironic that Lingyu Fang, who wanted to prove himself, took out the sword that his father had given him.
"Come."
Su Xiaomo said, "Let's begin."
"Where's your weapon?"
"To deal with a rookie like you, my bare hands are enough."
"Arrogant!"
Ling Yufang's eyes turned cold. He immediately grabbed the hilt of the sword. With a clang, the three-foot Swimming Dragon Sword was unsheathed.
This sword was three feet long, and the blade was white. When it was unsheathed, there seemed to be a dragon's roar. It was indeed a very good weapon.
Even the strong ones might not be able to buy it even if they had the money.
"Shua!"
Ling Yufang poured his psionic energy into the sword and suddenly slashed it in the void. Instantly, it dragged a cold and sharp sword aura!
Su Xiaomo tiptoed and used a mysterious footwork to bypass it. Then, he appeared behind Ling Yufang and directly threw a kick.
Bang — — —
Ling Yufang didn't have time to dodge at all. He was directly kicked on the shoulder and quickly retreated with the sword in his hand.
Shua!
Su Xiaomo strode forward and poured his psionic energy into his right foot. Suddenly, he launched a dazzling bombardment.
Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
In an instant, Ling Yufang suffered a heavy blow to his chest and staggered back to the edge of the arena.
He was only a fourth-grade Wuzong. Even if he had a high-grade sword, in front of Su Xiaomo who was at the peak of Wuzong, he would be completely destroyed!
"Damn it!"
Ling Yufang endured the pain and angrily displayed his sword art. Suddenly, a dense sword shadow appeared in front of him!
This was also a profound sword art that the city lord prepared for his son.
Unfortunately.
Ling Yufang's talent wasn't outstanding.
Even if he learned the sword art, even if he had a high-grade sword, it would still be difficult for him to display its true power.
Shua!
Shua!
Su Xiaomo used his full speed to dodge left and right on the arena, avoiding the cold sword aura. Then, he went in front of Ling Yufang and kicked his wrist.
Xiu!
The three-foot Swimming Dragon Sword flew out of his hand and was inserted into the ground.
Liu Shangqing shook his head.
This result, he wasn't surprised at all.
To put it bluntly, because young city lord Ling had a powerful father, everyone respected him. Without this layer of relationship, he wouldn't have any sense of presence in the crowd.
"Damn it …" Ling Yufang was furious.
He had such a powerful sword and sword art, why couldn't he defeat a disciple of the Sect of All Times?!
This question was very simple.
He had a good father.
Su Xiaomo and the rest had a — — Good Patriarch!
You have countless resources and rich martial arts? Sorry, these Sect of All Times disciples had all of that!
If they wanted to find an advantage, Ling Yufang's identity as the young city lord could be used to show off.
Of course.
If they had to choose between being a young city lord and being a Sect of All Times disciple, Su Xiaomo and the rest would definitely choose the latter. Because in their hearts, a Sect of All Times disciple was a priceless treasure!
…
Was it over?
No.
After Su Xiaomo kicked away Ling Yufang's weapon, he didn't give him a chance to surrender or jump off the stage. He gave him a heavy punch that made him dizzy. Then, he started to destroy him.
Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
The spectators' mouths twitched. In the end, they couldn't bear to watch and turned their heads away.
"Jun Patriarch."
Princess Red Lotus whispered, "After all, he is the young city lord of Soaring Royal City. Just teach him a lesson. Don't go overboard."
Jun Changxiao said, "It is because he is the young city lord that we have to be ruthless. This way, the world will know that the Sect of All Times is not to be trifled with!"
"…"
Princess Red Lotus was silent.
Boom!
Another heavy punch landed. Ling Yufang, who had been beaten up, tilted his head and fainted. His entire face was swollen. Even his parents might not be able to recognize him!
"Pa!"
Su Xiaomo clapped his hands and said, "Thank you for letting me win."
Liu Shangqing and Ge Tuhong's expressions were ugly. However, they didn't say anything. After all, this was an arena battle. Since they had gone up, they could only blame themselves for being beaten up.
"Both of you."
Jun Changxiao said, "If you still want to learn martial arts, you can continue to go up the stage. The Sect of All Times will not reject anyone."
The experts of the five fourth-rate sects were silent.
Even Wu Huang was defeated. The Sect of All Times was too strong. If they continued to go up the stage, they would only embarrass themselves!
"Jun Patriarch."
Liu Shangqing cupped his hands and said, "As expected of the top three sects. Today, we have learned a lot. We will not disturb you any further. We will take our leave first!"
After losing so many battles, Wu Huang didn't even win. What face did he have left?
Therefore, it was best to leave!
"Forgive me for not sending you off." Jun Changxiao cupped his hands and said.
Liu Shangqing ordered his disciples to carry the unconscious Ling Yufang. Under the gaze of the Martial Practitioners of Southwest Yangzhou, they left dejectedly.
When they came, they were very arrogant. When they left, they were very embarrassed.
Today.
The five fourth-rate sects of the West Cloud State returned in defeat at the Sect of All Times!
Today.
A Martial Practitioner of Southwest Yangzhou shouted from the bottom of his heart, "Jun Patriarch is mighty. The Sect of All Times is mighty!"
Jun Patriarch is mighty!
The Sect of All Times is mighty!
Everyone shouted in unison. Their voices echoed in the sky.
The words' Unyielding Iron Bones' were written on the plaque hanging above the main hall. Under the sunlight, it shone with a dazzling light!
"Jun Patriarch."
Princess Red Lotus smiled and said, "If my father knew about this, he would be very happy."
Jun Changxiao didn't hear what she said. He also didn't hear the shouts of the crowd. This was because his ears were covered by the sound of the mission completion notification.
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