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Ling Yan's eyes narrowed. He couldn't even see Pan Xing's cultivation, so he guessed that Pan Xing was at least at the third level of the Mortal Nascent Soul Stage. He couldn't help but sigh to himself; there was indeed a gap between humans, and if he hadn't dreamt of obtaining a battle spirit from the Spirit Realm, he would still be at the second level of the Mortal Nascent Soul Stage.

Wang Ba heard Pan Xing's words and was startled. He instantly straightened his back, threw a glance at Ling Yan and said, "Brat, you're dead. If Brother Ba guessed right, the final round of the Crimson Nimbus Martial Arts School is about combat. It's like this every year, so don't let Pan Xing meet you."

Wang Ba had also unexpectedly found out that this time's fighter was actually a fifth-grade martial talent and that his cultivation had already reached the third level of the Mortal Nascent Soul Stage. He was definitely one of the top candidates and there weren't many decent competitors.

As the third young master of the Wang family, he approached Pan Xing and brought him around to eat and drink. After that, the two of them immediately befriended each other.

When Pan Xing heard that Wang Ba had been beaten up by a brat at the first level of the Mortal Realm, he couldn't believe it. Even though Wang Ba had said something about Ling Yan, in Pan Xing's eyes, Ling Yan was nothing more than an ant.

After easily agreeing to Wang Ba's request to beat up Ling Yan, it was naturally easy for him to do so. To deal with a Mortal Core warrior at the first level of the Mortal Core realm, he could easily destroy him with a raise of his hand.

As for why Wang Ba had to find outsiders to deal with Ling Yan, it was mainly because he was surrounded by a group of dog friends. In terms of cultivation level, Wang Ba was the highest, but he did not dare to ask for anyone from his family. After all, he had lost his underpants during the battle with Ling Yan.

"Hehe, Wang Ba, don't let me meet you." The corner of Ling Yan's mouth drew back, revealing two rows of dense white teeth.

Since the other party dared to threaten him, Ling Yan would retaliate immediately.

"Hmph, let's wait and see!" Pan Xing, let's go. It's bad luck to talk so much with a countryside bumpkin. " Wang Ba glared at Ling Yan for a moment, trying to put on a brave front, but to no avail. Then, he turned to Pan Xing and strode off to the side.

"A man should not be too arrogant. He will be punished." Pan Xing walked up to Ling Yan and spoke coldly. Then, he waved his sleeves and walked away.

A martial artist above the 3rd level of the Mortal Life Stage …

Ling Yan's black eyes flashed as his lips curled up into a faint arc.

Try it, then.

Just as Ling Yan was about to close his eyes and rest, his arm was suddenly deliberately touched by someone. He turned around and saw a radiant face. Wasn't this Pu Dong?

"Aiya, big brother, I've finally found you. Why are you outside?"

He said in a low, wretched voice, "Big brother, just now during the process of searching for you, young master Dong discovered several beautiful beauties. Let's go, should we go together with me and squeeze them while we have more people?"

Ling Yan rolled his eyes at Pu Dong, saying: "If you want to go then go by yourself, that's enough as long as you don't get beaten up by other girls."

"Hur hur, I was just saying. Is young master Dong such a person?" He shrugged indifferently. Then, his expression turned serious as he said, "Just now, I seem to have seen Wang Ba bringing a group of people and walking past here. Big brother, to be honest, did that cowering turtle come looking for you?"

Ling Yan nodded his head.

"Then you have to be careful, the young man behind him has a terrifying strength. As soon as he turns fifteen, his strength is already at the third level of the Mortal Nascent Soul stage, and his talent is rarely seen. He has a mid-grade fifth-grade talent, and in the circle of martial artists, he is considered a top talent." Then you have to be careful, the young man behind him has a very terrifying strength, and when he turns fifteen, his strength is already at the early fifth-grade, and also a rare mid-grade talent.

"I'm only at the third level of the Mortal Realm. I probably won't be able to take ten moves from him!"

With a grave expression, Pu Dong inhaled a breath of air and slowly said.