Lin Ke frowned and stared at the elder Yu under the No. 1 arena. The other party stared at him, and there was still a faint smile on his face, as if he was not doing anything secretly. Instead, he showed a hint of encouragement and appreciation in his eyes.

Remembering this old face, Lin Ke looked at the direction where Bai Yunge, Xue Qinglan, and Yan Feng were not as they had guessed, jumped off the ring and argued with Elder Yu, but stood there quietly, but his eyes became much colder.

"Do you really think I'm easy to bully? Since you come to provoke me on your own initiative, don't blame me for being rude." Lin Ke said in his heart.

Xue Qinglan's eyes showed a strange look and said, "He actually stood on the ring without moving. Has he accepted his fate and was not ready to resist?"

"This is exactly his cleverness. He must have guessed that we have arranged all kinds of methods. Even if we step down and argue with Elder Yu, it will be useless and will only be even more embarrassing." Bai Yun said.

"What if he admits defeat?" someone asked.

Bai Yunge stared at the man with an idiot-like look and said, "Ignorance! All the outer saints have only one chance to challenge the masters of the "Tiger List". If you miss it, he will have to wait half a year later. This person can defeat Gu Xian with three punches and is not weak, so he must give it a try."

Yan Feng jumped, drew a beautiful arc, and landed on the ring.

There was a sound of mountains and roaring sounds under the ring. After all, Yan Feng was a famous genius in the outer sect, and was once almost as famous as Bai Yunge.

Such a character is ridiculously challenged by an unknown ninth-class untold man.

"That ninth-class untouchable named Zangfeng is causing humiliation!"

"I don't think so. Three days ago, the ninth-class untouchable defeated Gu Xian with three boxings. His strength should not be underestimated."

"Half a year ago, Yan Feng was able to win the 27th place in the "Tiger List". He has the five-orbital Dantian, and his cultivation speed is so fast. Now he is probably already in the top ten of the "Tiger List". The top ten of the "Tiger List" is the first-class pride of heaven in the entire Baijiexing. How can that ninth-class untouchable compare with him?"

"It is said that the ninth-class untouchable is a body-refining warrior."

...

There were many discussions, and most saints were not optimistic about Lin Ke, just wanting to see how miserable he would be defeated?

Some inner saints came nearby to watch the battle, and they were still very concerned about the top geniuses on the "Tiger List".

There are more than a dozen inner saints, all of whom are masters, and their breath is like a rainbow. When they are placed in any family, they are pillars. Walking on the street, showing their identities, ordinary mortals must bow their knees.

They sat on a pleasure boat, floating in the river, and could look out at the ring.

"Yan Feng is still very powerful. It is said that his vitality has reached 420 inches thick. It should be able to reach the ninth level of the "Dawu Sutra" within a year and become an inner saint."

"A genius who possesses alien energy like him will soon become a strong man in the inner sect when entering the inner sect."

"Even now, some weak inner saints may not be able to suppress him."

The Jie brothers and sisters were also on the pleasure boat. When they saw Zangfeng challenging Yan Feng, they all shook their heads and showed pity in their eyes.

Xie Meng snorted softly: "The guy who doesn't know the height of the world has not yet stood firm, but he dared to go against Bai Yunge and other people. Today, Yan Feng will definitely teach him a heavy lesson."

"Hey! I would have reminded him if I had known about Seling Mountain. I was still too young. I hope Yan Feng and Bai Yunge don't do too much." Jie Zangjian sighed.

On the ring.

Yan Feng was worried that Lin Ke was too afraid of death and admitted defeat without fighting, so he did not say anything nonsense and immediately attacked him.

The sword was not unsheathed, but swept across the sword body and hit Lin Ke's neck.

First, beat him in the throat and don’t give him a chance to speak.

Yan Feng's speed is so fast, just like he is using the Shadowless Sword, which exceeds the recognition ability of the naked eye. In the outer sect, few saints can avoid it.

Amidst the exclamation, Lin Ke took a step back and narrowly escaped the disaster.

"The reaction speed is quite fast."

Without hesitation, Yan Feng slashed out the second sword and continued to attack Lin Ke's throat.

Lin Ke moved his body sideways and avoided it again in a thrilling manner.

Next is the third sword, the fourth sword...

Yan Feng attacked seventeen swords in a row. Each sword seemed very dangerous, but he didn't even touch Lin Ke's hair.

When Yan Feng attacked the eighteenth sword, Lin Ke punched him with a punch, accurately hitting the top of the scabbard, and he beat Yan Feng backwards with his sword.

Under the ring, there was an uproar.

"What does it mean? Is Yan Feng deliberately letting water out?"

"How could Yan Feng be so weak? It's not right!"

Even Xue Qinglan was angry and said, "Does Yan Feng and Zangfeng really have a grudge? Why do you feel that Yan Feng didn't use all his strength at all."

Bai Yunge's eyes became serious and he shook his head and said, "It's not that Yan Feng didn't use all his strength, but that the hidden edge is indeed powerful, and his footwork is mysterious, as if he could predict every attack from Yan Feng in advance."

Gu Xian was angry and happy, and said, "Now you know how strong Zangfeng is? Is it not that I lost three punches to him, but that he hid it very deeply and was a real master."

Bai Yunge snorted coldly: "Yan Feng's strength is not just that, his sword has not yet been unsheathed!"

Yan Feng stared at Lin Ke deeply and said, "I originally thought that you were just a powerful flying knife, but I didn't expect that your body speed was so great. No wonder you were so confident."

"Wow—"

The sword is unsheathed.

Yan Feng's sword was a two-star corpse, with thirteen marks of the instruments. The marks were revived, and red flames rushed out of the sword, emitting a scorching temperature, like a divine furnace burning and the air was boiling.

The outer saint under the ring finally felt Yan Feng's power, and the sword in his hand had the power of melting gold and turning into iron.

If it falls on them, they will be wiped out in an instant.

"See how you hide."

Yan Feng raised his sword and dragged out a 10-meter-long flame, roasting the black iron rock on the ground to crack, and the speed of his sword increased sharply.

Lin Ke finally felt a trace of pressure, and nine body-refining marks appeared on his body, rushing towards his fists. With a wind punch, the powerful wind power swept across most of the ring.

"Bang."

The fist and the flame sword collided with each other, making a shocking sound.

Nine body refining imprints wrap the fist, even a two-star war sword cannot hurt Lin Ke every minute.

However, Lin Ke's strength was not as good as Yan Feng after a brief collision. After a long collision, his body retreated more than ten feet in a row, retreated to the edge of the arena before he stabilized.

The cuff of his right hand was burned to ashes by flames.

Although Yan Feng had the absolute advantage in this round of confrontation, Lin Ke's performance still shocked the audience.

"I'm not mistaken when I use my fist to fight the two-star element war sword?"

"Can the body-refining warrior be so perverted? It's too strong. If the punch just now falls on me, I'm afraid I will be beaten to pieces."

"This Tibetan Feng is much stronger than Qi Hong, and he is simply a human-shaped beast."

On the pleasure boat in the distance, the inner saints were also shocked.

An inner saint said in surprise: "Can the body be refined to such a level? Did he just use the wind fist? Another pervert appeared in the outer sect."

"With his strength, if he goes further, he can already break into the inner sect. Hehe, I am very much looking forward to the birth of the first saint of the inner sect of the body."

Lin Ke's punch just now was extremely stunning, which made many people re-know him.

"No wonder he was able to kill Yuan Yicheng, and his brute force was quite strong. It seems that he had to use the skills of the people."

Yan Feng felt embarrassed when he used the master's method to deal with a body-refining warrior. However, if he couldn't fight for a long time, he would be even more embarrassed.

"Twelve Styles of Returning to Yun Qixia."

Yan Feng's entire body energy operates on a special route, blending into a mysterious sword move, his body turns into a phantom, and the sky is filled with sword light. The flames on the sword are like clouds at sunset, crushing towards Lin Ke.

Lin Ke's martial arts robe seemed to be filled with wind, swelling, and the vitality in his body quietly circulated and gathered towards his right fist.

After cultivating the soul, as long as the energy does not rush out of the body surface, no one under the real person can sense the fluctuations in his body.

"It seems that you have to be more serious in the next time to establish your authority. Otherwise, everyone will provoke and plot against me in the future. How can you practice with peace of mind?"?

"The storm and thunder."

Lin Ke closed his eyes, combined with his body and vitality, opened his bow and pulled him out, and punched him out.

The nine marks of the instrument gathered on the fist, and the wind gathered into a gaseous fist print the size of a water tank and flew out, followed by the second and third...

Ten consecutive air fist marks collided with the sword technique Yan Feng attacked. Each cracked like thunder, shaking within ten miles. The saints under the ring had even trembling eardrums and dizzy, and were almost knocked to the ground.

"puff!"

Yan Feng vomited blood in his mouth, like a scarecrow, throwing it backwards and flying out.

In the distance, Bai Yunge suddenly stood up, stared at the ring with his eyes tightly, and squeezed out a sentence from his teeth: "This punch weighs 30,000 kilograms, and can shake the ten cauldrons. How is it possible?"

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