Chapter 128

Li Lingtian, with Gu Jingwu on his face, looked at the big hand print rolling Cheng Xiaotian, as expected. A faint halo blocked him.

The whole person seemed calm and calm, just like a generation of martial arts masters. Even the strong martial arts masters present were ashamed of themselves.

"Pooh, I lost."

Another mouthful of blood gushed out. Cheng Xiaotian's face was full of despair and unwilling, but he was too careless in the face of this blow.

Otherwise, it would not be so miserable. However, if you lose, you will lose. It doesn't matter if you lose. Just admit it. If you have to hide it in front of tens of thousands of eyes, you will lose face.

"Wow"

In an uproar, all martial artists woke up. The whole process was just an instant. In an instant, the top of Wuzong level 4 was full of strong people. A move of ground level intermediate skills was defeated by a big handprint.

The martial artist who was not optimistic about Li Lingtian finally understood that the boy was not only relying on luck, but also his strength against the sky.

This blow, strong rolling and attacking against the sky, completely broke the iron law of the realm of Shenwu mainland, and broke the cognition of all martial artists beyond their imagination.

"Lingtian childe, Lingtian childe!"

"Young master Ling Tian has won."

"It's so handsome. Turn over the sky and crush it strongly. This is the real warrior."

"This is the object of my worship, the fourth level peak of Wuzong."

"Young master Ling Tian is the most natural and handsome."

“……”

For a moment, all the fighters in the square cried out in surprise, without the slightest falsehood, completely excited from the bottom of their hearts.

This is a battle without suspense, but it has evolved into an unimaginable battle and an adverse ending.

On the steps and in the square, those strong Wuzong did not adapt to this outcome at all. Wuling reached the peak of the Ninth level and the 16-year-old beat the peak of the fourth level of Wuzong with one blow.

Moreover, this fourth level peak is still a super genius, whose strength exceeds that of the martial arts of the same level. Among the talents of the Cheng family, Cheng Xiaotian is an invincible myth, but this myth is broken by a martial spirit realm.

"Li Lingtian, victory!"

Bai Ping loudly announced Li Lingtian's victory. There was cheering below. Li Lingtian's momentum dissipated, and his face showed a faint smile of the signboard style. He walked down to the challenge arena step by step.

"Worthy of my son Li Suifeng, good, good, good!"

Back on the steps, countless martial artists nodded and said hello. This boy, not an ordinary boy, was a terrible demon.

Li Suifeng stood up and looked at Li Lingtian seriously. His face showed a happy look and said three good words loudly.

Qin Susu is also very happy. His son has finally become an indomitable man and can take care of himself.

"Thank you, father. This is just the beginning."

Li Lingtian said with a smile, sitting on his seat with a light face. In a word, all the martial artists on the steps were depressed and spit blood.

These are all the people above. They defeated a fourth level peak of Wuzong. In his opinion, it was like a regular meal.

"Mengmeng said that brother Lingtian is the most powerful."

Tang Zimeng's small face showed the color of happiness. The white jade hand held Li Lingtian's arm and leaned against the seat beside Li Lingtian.

"Of course, otherwise, how can I protect my dream?"

Li Lingtian smiled and ate a grape peeled by Li Xiaoxiao, with a look of enjoyment on his face.

Next, there is the competition between Yang Tianming and other strong Wuzong. This time, Li Lingtian didn't miss anything.

I was also shocked by Yang Tianming's strength. If I faced him, I would have no confidence at all.

As for other martial artists, there are several more powerful than Cheng Xiaotian, and he also has an understanding of these super talents.

The strength is far beyond the realm of cultivation. There are all unique mysterious weapons on the body, and there are many ground level skills. It is earth shaking under one hit.

The seven contests took three hours. After the seven contests, Bai Ping announced that Li Lingtian's seven people had entered the top ten. The remaining seven losers and a talent in the air would wait until the afternoon to challenge the contest.

There is a two-hour break at noon, which can also ensure the fairness of the competition. In the eyes of these strong people, the following disciples need to be cruel, but at the same time, they need a little basic fairness.

Li Lingtian's victory made all martial artists suddenly see hope, because countless martial artists pressed Li Lingtian to win.

If Li Lingtian fails, the spirit stones they bet on will float.

After Bai Ping's announcement, Li Lingtian and Tang Zimeng left the steps and walked outside the square. Now, countless martial artists, young men and girls worship him, but they dare not approach him, because it's not fun to beat Wu Zong's fourth step with one blow.

"Brother Ling Tian, go and celebrate outside. I'll make up for you. You may have to be challenged in the afternoon." Tang Zimeng held Li Lingtian's arm, and the little bird snuggled up to Li Lingtian. This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.