Chapter 61-62

No one thought that Ding Zhirong would give up the challenge and said that he was inferior to Lin Qian!

It's still a while before noon. Now he gives up the challenge. Ding Zhirong doesn't lose. He still has the chance to challenge.

Only when the challenge fails will the opportunity to challenge be lost.

"Don't you know it's not as good as me before?" Ding Zhirong's reaction is also beyond Lin Qian's expectation, eyebrows pick, staring at each other's eyes.

Ding Zhirong's eyes in the cohesion of the soul power, at this moment is also gradually dissipated, see here Lin Qian, if you understand.

"My character of martial spirit is perception. Although I can't detect the strength of the opponent, I can know the threat to me."

"Harmless, ordinary, difficult, hell, nightmare and death." Ding Zhirong looked at Lin Qian and said slowly, "Zhao Haiming's danger to me is between difficulty and hell. What scares my face is the enemy of hell."

The other inner disciples were not surprised by Ding Zhirong's words. Obviously, they knew each other's martial spirit characteristics for a long time.

On the contrary, Lin Qian felt fresh and said with great interest: "interesting characteristics of martial spirit. What about me?"

“……” Lin Qian's inquiry silenced Ding Zhirong, closed his eyes and said: "death!"

When he opened his eyes again and looked up at Lin Qian, he frowned: "you make me afraid. The name of the little emperor is worthy of the name!"

After that, Ding Zhirong turned and got off the competition platform, ready to leave.

The original eye-catching competition ended in an absurd ending.

However, what Ding Zhirong said before he left made these inner disciples look at Lin Qian with astonished eyes.

Ding Zhirong's character, the inner disciples who joined the Vientiane sect at the same time, is very clear. He absolutely disdains to lie, so his words are obviously true.

And Ding Zhirong is also a famous battle maniac. It seems that in him, he doesn't know what fear is.

This is the kind of person who says he is afraid of Lin Qian.

In Ding Zhirong's famous perception level, is Lin Qian dead?

Thinking of this, the inner disciple under the competition platform couldn't help looking at Lin Qian on the stage.

"How strong is Lin Qian?"

Looking at Lin Qian who stepped down from the competition platform, Lei Qian said with emotion: "win without fighting, boss, you are really strong enough."

"It's your turn!" After passing by Lei Qian, Lin Qian gives him a blow in the chest.

Lei Qian was beaten by the blow and staggered for two steps. With a painful smile, he shook his head and walked towards the competition platform.

Seeing that Lei Qian actually stepped on the competition platform, all the inner disciples who had left stopped and were curious.

"In the presence of all the brothers and sisters in the inner school, I, Lei Qian, challenge Zhao Haiming." Lei Qian, who stepped onto the competition platform, suddenly opened his mouth and looked directly at the next direction of the platform, "elder martial brother Zhao, please come on stage."

Lei Qian's words surprised all the disciples in the field and looked at them one after another.

At the same time, Lei Qian looked at the inner disciples who were going in the direction, and they all stepped aside, revealing a young man.

The young man had long hair and a lazy look. He was wearing a light blue robe. He was yawning and his eyes were bursting with tears.

The lazy youth is no other than Zhao Haiming, the first person in the inner door.

Ding Zhirong, who had not been far away from the competition, also stopped, turned around and returned to the competition platform.

"Is Lei Qian crazy? He wants to challenge Zhao Haiming?"

"Although he once defeated Lei Kuo, he was only the ninth in the inner door, and Zhao Haiming was the first in the inner door."

"It's said that after Lei Qian recognized Lin Qian as the boss, he went to maoqingshan every day to practice with his opponent, and his strength improved a lot."

"Even if the cultivation is improved, how much can be improved? It's just wishful thinking to win over Zhao Haiming."

Zhao Haiming slowly stepped onto the test platform, stood opposite Lei Qian, slightly squinting at each other.

After half a sound, Zhao Haiming's eyes suddenly opened: "you Is it really ray Qian? "

"If it's fake, it's guaranteed."

"What happened when you followed Lin Qian? How could you be so strong?" Zhao Haiming frowned and stepped back three steps with a dignified look.

When Zhao Haiming said this, people were in an uproar.

They did not expect that Zhao Haiming would feel that Lei Qian had become very strong?

Ding Zhirong's face also changed. As Zhao Haiming's old rival, he knew his habits very well.

When Zhao Haiming's languid expression becomes dignified, it is only in the face of a very strong opponent that he shows up, even in the face of himself.

Ding Qian's soul slowly gathers his eyes on Zhirong's body.

"Between nightmares and nightmares Ding Zhirong took a deep breath and clenched his fists.

Ding Zhirong, the grandson of Lei Wang Lei Heng, the patriarch of the clan, didn't know that when he was outside the clan, he also had great talent, but he was arrogant.But now he seems to be a different person. The reason is that these inner disciples said that Lei Qian lost the battle of life and death to Lin Qian and followed him to practice in maoqingshan every day.

Ding Zhirong turned his head, looked not far away from the stage, stood quietly and looked at Lin Qian on the stage: "where are you sacred?"

In the presence of the Deacon elder, the contest between Lei Qian and Zhao Haiming officially begins.

At the beginning, Lei Qian burst out a terrible soul power, instantly completed the weapon armed, holding the thunder sword, and rushed to Zhao Haiming.

"Ray Qian's aura of soul power is nine layers. Isn't he the one who broke through the eight rounds of Nirvana?"

"No, he finished the second round. It's impossible. Not long ago, he was only eight stories."

As soon as Lei Qian made a move, a group of disciples immediately exclaimed.

And then, the scene on the competition platform made the inner disciples who watched the competition even more shocked.

Zhao Haiming was killed by Lei Qian!

"What's the matter?" Zhao Haiming is holding armed weapons, double swords, his arms are really numb, his mouth is cracked and blood is oozing out, and his heavy earth soul power is beginning to be lax.

Zhao Haiming, a native, thinks that his martial spirit is an Epee, and his martial spirit is extremely powerful. He is a top-grade C. he will double the weight of the weapon in his hand, and he won't feel anything.

However, under the storm, Zhao Haiming can only cope with the storm.

Zhao Haiming, who has strong defense and strong attack, has never been so embarrassed even in the face of Ding Zhirong.

"Go to thunder!" Lei Qian's eyes twinkled with an electric light. His body was like a purple light, and his sword went to Zhao Haiming.

"Poof!"

Zhao Haiming's mouth gushes blood, and the whole person flies out upside down and falls to the ground. The Epee in his hand is also disarmed.

The victory was clear and the audience was silent.

www.novelhall.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!