His anger was pushed to the limit!
"Inferno Fiend Body!"
Senior Brother Haonan had never suffered such humiliation before. His aura was like a raging inferno as it surged out!
Raging sand and raging flames erupted at this moment!
One of the hundred great bloodlines, the Inferno God Body!
Speaking of which, the Inferno God Body was of the same lineage as the Inferno God Lin Ling cultivated in the past!
Peng!
Endless raging winds howled, sweeping up waves of sand that protected Senior Brother Haonan. Most importantly, it was the fiery sand!
A palm rushed out from the raging winds, suppressing Lin Ling!
This immediately caused the hall to erupt into cheers!
A second-grade ultimate Desolate Body could dominate any place in the nine prefectures!
"One of the hundred great bloodlines? No wonder you can't even enter the academy. Not only are you old, but your talent and potential are limited. Such a bloodline can only dominate the nine prefectures. The final world is not suitable for you! "
Lin Ling's eyes flashed as he said nonchalantly.
In the past, one of the hundred great bloodlines was a very rare talent for him. But now, one of the hundred great bloodlines could hardly catch his eye!
All the experts he encountered were enveloped in divine light, as though they were the descendants of true gods!
Peng!
The void burned before it was shattered by the fiery sand. A palm struck Lin Ling, causing a terrifying fiery sand storm to sweep out!
However, the Martial Arts Dojo immediately activated a powerful array to block the impact, but the Flying Feather Martial Arts Dojo also swayed a little!
"How powerful!"
Everyone swallowed a mouthful of saliva!
"He can't even withstand a single blow?"
Senior Brother Haonan stood in front of Lin Ling. He was surprised that his attack had succeeded, but in front of him, a temperature that was even hotter than his flames emanated!
"I should be the one saying that to you!"
Looking up, Lin Ling was standing there with colorful flames burning around him. It was the Space-Time Fire!
Furthermore, it was a fourth-grade Space-Time Fire. This was not something Senior Brother Haonan could withstand. Even if he stood there and allowed Lin Ling to hit him, he would not be able to do anything to him!
And at this moment, a palm reached out from the void and grabbed Senior Brother Haonan's neck before smashing him to the ground!
Rumble!
A force even more terrifying than before erupted. Previously, when Senior Brother Haonan attacked, the Flying Feather Martial School was slightly shaken, but now, it was 30% shaken!
The colorful flames were like fireflies as they scattered in all directions. After they scattered, people saw a figure sitting there drinking wine. The person sitting there was Senior Brother Haonan. At this moment, he was in a very sorry state. His hair was a mess, his face was covered in blood, and who knew how many teeth he had lost!
His face was filled with fear!
Obviously, Lin Ling was holding back. Otherwise, he would've died a long time ago!
"Sigh, is your Flying Feather Martial School a gathering place of trash? This guy who can only make a chair is actually your Senior Brother? Are you blind, or am I blind? "
While everyone was still in shock, Lin Ling's disdainful voice drifted over.
His words were incomparably arrogant, as if he was trampling on everyone's self-esteem!
It was undeniable that Lin Ling's strength was indeed strong, but he shouldn't be too arrogant!
"You should be the teacher of the Flying Feather Martial School, right? No wonder you're so bad. I came here to discuss some things with you out of goodwill, but you told me to scram. Now, don't you think it's a sad thing to tell someone who's so much stronger than you to scram? And now, even your Senior Brother has been defeated. Don't you feel ashamed? Or are you born with thick skin? " "Sigh.
Ignoring the angry disciples, Lin Ling looked at the teacher again. He spoke slowly as if he was talking about something very normal!
Daoist Heavenly Feather was stunned and almost wanted to kill Lin Ling!
That was because Lin Ling was mocking him after mocking his disciples!
This was too much!
If not for the fact that he had scruples about the world order and the rules of the martial school, he would have attacked long ago!
The son of the devil, the son of the devil!
This was simply a great devil!
"What happened!"
Daoist Heavenly Feather obviously couldn't do anything. However, the savior of the Flying Feather Martial School had finally appeared!
This person was the strongest disciple of the Flying Feather Martial School!
He came from the Fu Hang Manor and was a genius that was heavily nurtured by the forces of the Nine States!
Under countless gazes, a handsome young man walked in from the main door with a few beautiful ladies in his arms. However, the scene in the main hall shocked him!
"Senior Brother Lin JingYu!"
When the surrounding people saw him, they quickly shouted and told him everything that had happened!
As for the handsome young man, he was smiling at first, but his face gradually darkened!
Challenge?
And beat up all his Junior Brothers until they didn't dare to speak?
Most importantly, this person was the son of the devil!
He was a genius nurtured by the Fu Hang Manor, so he naturally knew who the son of the devil was!
And this was exactly what he wanted, because he knew how much the Fu Hang Manor wanted to kill Lin Ling!
Although this was the Final World, and there were deities here, so he didn't dare to act recklessly, but it shouldn't be a problem to cripple Lin Ling!
"Son of the devil!"
Lin JingYu raised his head and smiled at Lin Ling. However, his smile was somewhat cold!
"Senior Brother JingYu, stomp him to death!"
Cheers immediately came from the surroundings. The strongest disciple of the Flying Feather Martial School was about to fight. One had to know that when the experts of the Flying Feather Martial School were not around, Senior Brother Lin JingYu would guide them on behalf of their teacher!
In other words, Lin JingYu could be considered half a teacher!
How could the son of the devil be a match for a teacher-level person teaching the son of the devil a lesson?
Lin Ling also looked at Lin JingYu. His Ten Thousand Demonic Eyes instantly saw through his strength!
Second-level Martial Ancestor Realm, third-grade ultimate Desolate Body!
This strength was not bad!
Lin JingYu originally wanted to tell Lin Ling about the Nine States and the Fu Hang Manor, but Lin Ling was faster than him, "You are the strongest disciple of the Flying Feather Martial School? How disappointing, hugging a beauty in each hand. Are you trying to prove how popular you are? On the path of martial arts, you have not even seen through the inner demon of 'lust'. I really don't understand how you came to the final world. Let me remind you, you can go into seclusion in the Universal Void for a thousand years. When you come out, everything will be meaningless in your heart. You will know that 'lust' is nothing! "
"What!"
Lin JingYu was stunned!
The surrounding people were also stunned!
This was because Lin Ling was giving Lin JingYu pointers!
As the number one genius of the Flying Feather Martial School, Lin JingYu was usually the one giving pointers to others!
Regardless of how calm Lin JingYu's temperament was, he could not hold himself back after hearing those words!
"Enough!"
He roared furiously!
"I don't care why you are here, and I don't care what kind of background you have, but everyone has a reverse scale!"
"You challenged the school the moment you arrived, defeated my junior brothers, and even sat on their bodies to drink. How can I tolerate this!"
"You humiliated my seniors as soon as you arrived, causing them to be unable to vent their anger. How can I tolerate this!"
"You scolded me as soon as you arrived in front of my lover. How can I tolerate this!"
"Even if you are the son of the devil whose name resounds throughout the Nine States, I still have to teach you a lesson today. Everyone has their own pride!"
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