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Sword light, sharp, intertwined with raging flames!

An intense flame aura spread out, causing the surrounding martial artists with weaker cultivations to pale in comparison. They couldn't help but take a few steps back.

The raging sword light completely enveloped Ling Yan, making it impossible for him to dodge!

But, would Ling Yan dodge?

The cultivation method he studied was a top cultivation method of the Spirit Realm, the "Berserk Golden Body Technique", it was extremely masculine and positive! Extremely pure and fierce! While others were crazy, Ling Yan was even crazier. As for others, he was crazier, and Ling Yan was crazier!

When he saw that the flaming sword light was about to devour Ling Yan, Ling Yan let out a loud roar, and like the roar of a divine ox, the power of his blood suddenly erupted, and all of it poured into his right hand.

"Heavens, is this young man crazy?!" He actually used his bare hands to receive the weapon of a martial skill. Although this longsword is not a treasure, it is still a top quality weapon, and is exceptionally sharp. Does this young man not want his hand anymore?! "

"It looks like the outcome has already been decided. This young man is too arrogant …"

"Hmm? Did everyone feel that this youth was also a martial artist? This … The first stage of the Common Birth Stage, Small Success! "

"F * ck, this is too crazy, just now, it was a first stage initial Mortal realm martial artist that was able to send a second stage great mortal stage martial artist flying two times?!"

"…"

While the crowd was discussing amongst themselves, the red-haired old man standing in the front suddenly had a glint flash across his eyes!

Wang Ba's flaming longsword had come into contact with Ling Yan's palm!

"Crackle, crackle, crackle ~"

Immediately, an ear-piercing sound of metal colliding rang out as blood spurted out from Ling Yan's palm. Ling Yan's eyebrows furrowed slightly before they quickly relaxed.

"Hah!"

Ling Yan shouted in anger. His right hand grabbed onto Wang Ba's longsword as his body shot forward like lightning. He extended his left fist and punched Wang Ba in the abdomen!

"AHH!" Wang Ba cried out in pain.

Before he could finish his words, Ling Yan's eyes were filled with a piercing cold light. He swung his left fist continuously, and in just three seconds, he had sent out more than twenty punches, each of which landed squarely on his flesh!

"AHH!" Wang Ba screamed out miserably as he spat out a mouthful of fresh blood. His expression immediately became dispirited and the hand holding the sword instantly loosened as he staggered and fell to the ground!

Ling Yan let out a cold snort. Ignoring his bleeding right hand, he tossed the longsword to the side, arrived in front of Wang Ba, looked at him condescendingly, and said indifferently: "You, lost! "Weak chicken!"

"Puff puff!"

Wang Ba's face turned green and red when he was called "weak chicken" by the people he looked down upon. His mind shook violently as he spat out two mouthfuls of blood with a pale face.

On the other side.

"He won, he actually won!" To receive a martial skill with bare hands, and to completely suppress a second level of the Mortal Stage large success martial artist at the first level of the Mortal Stage! "

"Who is this young man?" This strength is truly heaven defying, are you a student of the Crimson Nimbus Martial School?! "

I've seen him before. Eight days ago, after he had registered, that youngster from the outer city, who was surrounded by Wang Ba's group, left without making a move back then. Originally, he thought that his strength was inferior to someone and did not think about the conflict.

"He's crazy! He can even jump ranks to challenge others without even entering the Crimson Nimbus Martial School! After studying at the Crimson Nimbus Martial School for a few years, it's not impossible to even choose two levels! He's simply a genius among geniuses!"

"This Wang Ba's brain is also poisonous. Others don't want to bother with him, but he still keeps sending heads up …"

"…"

Ling Yan's strong performance caused the entire audience to shake. Some of the other young martial artists that had also come to register couldn't help but become more serious as they watched Ling Yan's straight back.

Good! Good! Ferocious and unparalleled, without changing his expression, crazy enough, crazy enough! This old man likes it! The red-haired old man stared fixedly at Ling Yan, a trace of satisfaction flashing through his eyes.

Although my cultivation is a bit lacking at this age, this fighting style is very suitable for me. Moreover, I didn't think that this boy would actually have a body tempering cultivation, moreover, his blood vitality is so pure, it is absolutely rare among body tempering martial artists. This is too rare, this old man has been waiting for this seed for a long time!

Judging from this youth's age, he should also be participating in this year's Crimson Nimbus Martial School's entrance examination.

The red-haired old man unconsciously revealed a faint smile.