He immediately rushed towards Zhang Yusheng, and since the Mysterious Wood Sword in his hand did not care whether it was useful or not, he might as well first try to explain it.

Zhang Yusheng couldn't help but laugh when he saw Shi Ling charge towards him with a heavy black wooden sword. He said, "You've really been a servant for too long. You don't even know how to pick a sword."

After saying that, Zhang Yusheng closed the folding fan in his hand and quickly retreated backwards. After pulling away from Shi Ling, he waved the folding fan at Shi Ling, and several silver flying needles flew out of the folding fan. With two whooshes, they closed in on Shi Ling.

Shi Ling used the Mysterious Wood Sword as a shield and immediately blocked the silver needles. However, the force emitted from the needles was not small. Shi Ling was knocked back several steps by the force. At the same time, many people around him also rushed towards him.

The average strength of these people all had the strength of a raging bull. If it was a one on one fight, Shi Ling could completely crush them, but if they attacked together, then things would become a little tricky. Shi Ling had stabbed his black wooden sword into the ground and propped himself up, kicking the two people who were charging towards him.

The two of them were simultaneously kicked by Shi Ling's legs. Immediately, their bodies took a few steps back, and they were naturally unable to withstand Shi Ling's physical strength, which was equivalent to the strength of two raging bulls. However, they quickly separated into two different directions and attacked Shi Ling from different directions.

At this moment, Shi Ling landed on the ground. He held the black wooden sword with both hands and looked at the three men who surrounded him. Suddenly, one of the men behind Shi Ling kicked him in the face, and Shi Ling turned around and kicked him.

At the same time, in the distance, Zhang Yusheng waved his fan at Shi Ling, and several silver needles flew out.

Shi Ling's ears twitched. Shi Ling, who was at the First Stage of Body Refinement, was extremely sensitive. He immediately detected the direction in which the silver needles were flying towards. Their target was his head.

After that, he did a backflip, dodging the silver needles and causing the needles to shoot towards the body of the man from before.

"Ah, ah ~"

The man let out a blood-curdling screech as his entire body turned cold. A thin layer of frost appeared on his body, which then froze him. Seeing this scene, Shi Ling couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

In the next moment, Shi Ling turned to look at Zhang Yusheng and muttered, "Despicable scumbag!"

Zhang Yusheng's face was gloomy. He looked at the man he had accidentally hurt and shouted at the other two, "What are you waiting for? Do you want to wait until he kills you guys before taking action?"

The remaining two men looked at each other. Then, they took out a bracelet from their wrists and tapped on it. After that, they saw that the bracelets began to change shape and emit mechanical 'ka ka ka' sounds.

In Shi Ling's eyes, they had turned into a thick and long golden stick. The two of them held onto the rod with both hands and pointed it towards Shi Ling. From their postures, Shi Ling recognized them as disciples of the Jin Luo Palace.

Honestly speaking, this was the first time that Shi Ling had crossed swords with a member of the Golden Glow Palace. He might lose if he did so, but right now, he was at the point where he couldn't back down. Even if he couldn't beat them, he could only brace himself and face them head on.

As the man in front of him charged towards Shi Ling, he spun around, raised the club in his hand, and descended. Shi Ling then swung his sword in the direction of the stick.

Ding. A metallic sound rang out as the sword and staff met in a deadlock. At this moment, the current Shi Ling had stepped forward and kicked towards the other party's abdomen.

After taking a kick from Shi Ling, he only took one step back. At the same time, the burly man behind Shi Ling also rushed over, and swung a stick at him, intending to smash Shi Ling's head into pieces.

Instantly, the Mysterious Wood Sword was pressed down to the ground by the club of the man in front of him. At the same time, the stick of the person behind Shi Ling had already been swung over, and Shi Ling was no longer able to dodge it. Immediately, he used his right shoulder to block it.

Dong. Shi Ling was sent flying and crashed into a large tree. Upon seeing this, Zhang Yusheng burst into laughter and said, "Junior Apprentice Brother Shi Ling, what happened to you?" Wasn't it very arrogant before? Aren't you being arrogant? Why is he acting like a dead dog now? "

Shi Ling spat out a mouthful of blood towards the side, and wiped the blood off the corner of his mouth with one hand as he muttered, "Motherf * cker, your father will tear your mouth apart one day!"

Immediately, he looked at the two men and swung the stick towards him. He suddenly stood up and jumped to his side, then the sticks in the hands of the two men landed on the ground in front of Shi Ling and made two light sounds as they hit the ground, causing it to crack open.

Shi Ling started to retreat, but the two men continued to chase him. After that, Shi Ling fought the two of them barehanded. Not too far away, there was Zhang Yusheng constantly using his concealed weapons. How the f * ck were they supposed to fight back?

When they saw the scene in front of them, they were all stunned. Shi Ling had actually started fighting with another person, and was even fighting with Zhang Yusheng's follower, causing everyone to look at each other in dismay for a moment, because the tent they were in was a little far from the one that led the elders. Thus, the overseer and the elders could not hear the sound of this, and they were all thinking if they should call the elders over or not.

At this moment, Shi Ling was suddenly hit on the head by a large man's club. As he was retreating backwards, several silver needles shot out and stabbed into his right hand.

Shi Ling let out a cry and pulled out the silver needle from his body. However, the cold poison within the needle invaded Shi Ling's body, causing him to feel as if he had fallen into an icehouse.

Following which, another figure appeared in front of him. He swung the pole in his hand, and struck Shi Ling right in the head.

As Shi Ling's body spun 360 degrees in midair before landing on the ground, he did not move a single inch.

At this moment, Shi Ling, who was feeling cold all over, narrowed his eyes. The scene before him gradually became blurry, and the two men were still charging towards him.

In the end, it was because he was too weak that he had been beaten to such a sorry state. If he was a little stronger, he would definitely make that Zhang Yusheng kneel in front of him and eat dog shit. He would let these two big men sleep in the fecal pit!

In the end, Shi Ling released his hand. After all, he was alone, how could he possibly challenge someone as powerful as Zhang Yusheng? He was an ant to begin with. He could only look up to others.

When his eyes were completely shut, he felt as if he had returned to the little lake and was looking at the fishing uncle by the lake. He was smiling as he looked at himself, and at the same time, a voice rang out in his ears, "Try to look at everything with your own heart, and you will suddenly realize that there are many things that are not as complicated as you think. Follow your instincts, and you will often get a lot of unexpected results."

When Shi Ling heard this, he repeated, "Follow your instincts?"

In the next moment, the two burly men were about to land their staves on Shi Ling when they saw Shi Ling suddenly move his hands forward and grab the two staves. He stood up abruptly, then leaped up and kicked his feet towards Shi Ling's chest.

Dong dong. The two burly men were sent flying and smashed into the ground. Their faces were filled with shock. Why did Shi Ling suddenly burst out with an extremely strong power and walked towards them step by step? Shi Ling still had two sticks in his hands.

After losing their weapons, how could the two men dare to fight against Shi Ling head on? Immediately, they fled in panic. When Zhang Yusheng saw this scene, his pupils constricted and he exclaimed, "What's going on?"

Afterwards, the silver needle in Shi Ling's hand shot towards him again, aiming at the back of his head. However, Shi Ling simply threw the stick behind him, causing the silver needles to fly out of his hand. He didn't even turn his head to see where the silver needle had shot towards, completely relying on his "instinct" to react.

Zhang Yusheng's pupils constricted and a look of shock appeared on his face. However, Shi Ling threw the stave in his hand towards the two men who were running away. The very next moment, the stave emitted two light "shua shua" sounds.

Dong dong. After receiving such a heavy blow, the two of them flew forward and fell flat on their faces.

When they climbed back up, they saw that Shi Ling had appeared behind them. At the same time, they also discovered that Shi Ling had his eyes closed. Then, how did he hit them earlier? However, before they could think it through, Shi Ling's fist had already landed.

The next moment, Shi Ling's fist landed on their bodies at a rate of hundreds of times per second.

Dong dong dong dong. In less than a breath's time, they were all knocked to the ground, their faces already swollen.

After defeating the two men, Shi Ling turned around and faced Zhang Yusheng as if he could see what was happening. Zhang Yusheng frowned, but very quickly, he began to laugh out loud as he closed the folding fan in his hand. He then clapped his hands and said, "Not bad, not bad at all.

As he said that, he smilingly walked in front of Shi Ling, patting him on the shoulder. He did not seem worried at all that Shi Ling would attack him.

In fact, Zhang Yusheng did not need to worry about that at all. In the Spirit Sword Sect, no one had dared to touch the Zhang Clan, not even some sects. Therefore, even if he had schemed against Shi Ling thoroughly, even if he had beaten Shi Ling badly, he did not believe that Shi Ling would dare to lay a hand on him unless he did not want to continue messing around in the Spirit Sword Sect.

It was obvious that they were thinking the same thing as Zhang Yusheng, and in fact, there were quite a few people who started to sympathize with Shi Ling. Previously, he had been beaten up so badly, but now, he was smiling apologetically, it was quite uncomfortable, but there was nothing he could do about it.

However, right at this moment, Zhang Yusheng actually saw the corners of Shi Ling's mouth slightly rise. Following which, a "pa" sound was heard, and Zhang Yusheng's entire body was instantly sent flying. His body spun a few rounds in midair before heavily slamming into the ground, causing his mouth to immediately swell up.

With Shi Ling's physical strength that had reached the strength of two raging bulls, it would be strange if Zhang Yusheng was still unharmed.

Immediately, everyone in the arena sucked in a breath of cold air and began whispering amongst themselves. They could not believe that Shi Ling actually dared to hit Zhang Yusheng.

At this moment, Zhang Yusheng was already stupefied. Since young, he had always been extravagant, and had always been flattered by the people around him. Yet at this moment, he was slapped by Shi Ling, and in front of so many people.

He was so angry that his entire body was trembling. He covered his red and swollen face with one hand, and pointed at Shi Ling with the other hand as he said, "You … you actually dared to hit me."

After saying that, he stood up from the ground, pointed at himself, and with a hysterical look, shouted at Shi Ling, "Do you know who I am!? I am Chang Yuan City's Zhang Family's Third Young Master! Do you know who my big brother is! He was the seventh ranked expert on the Heavenly Rankings! "You know me …"

However, before Zhang Yusheng could finish his sentence, another light "pa" sound rang out and he was sent flying. His entire face was instantly slapped like a pig's head.

At this time, Zhang Yusheng had already gone completely crazy. He pulled out the jade Xiao from his waist area and saw that it had actually turned into a sharp dagger in Zhang Yusheng's hand. Immediately, it stabbed towards Shi Ling.

Following that, he saw the black wooden sword not too far away fly back into his hands. With a 'ding' sound, Zhang Yusheng's dagger flew out, and then with a kick from Shi Ling, it was sent flying.

However, at this moment, Yan Wuping suddenly appeared. Without a word, he shouted at Shi Ling, "Shi Ling, how dare you! How dare you hit my third young master! See how I'll deal with you today!"

Immediately, the power of body refining fourth level, Blood Condensation, exploded out as the longsword in his hand chopped towards Shi Ling's head.

However, the current Shi Ling was no longer like the previous two times. Immediately, he swung his black wooden sword at the longsword.

Ding ~ The two's swords clashed, and a stalemate ensued.

At this moment, Shi Ling, who had his eyes closed all this time, suddenly opened them, revealing a pair of blooming blue eyes. At the same time, Shi Ling whispered, "Please call me 'Shi, Ruo, the Heavens'!"

As he said this, the power in Shi Ling's body rose abruptly, and then, the Mysterious Wood Sword started to emit a sword Qi. With a sudden wave of his sword, he actually managed to send Yan Wuping flying, and only stopped after taking a few steps back did he stop. At the same time, his face was filled with shock.