Since Lin Yang successfully advanced under the Five Elders of the Immortal Mountain, he has stayed in the martial arts hall with the master Yan Chi, practicing a new martial arts skills, and food, drink and other items sent by the old housekeeper. Every time he has a plate of dragon meat, which is specially used to reward Yan Chi.

Of course, this is Yan Chi's exclusive treatment, and the old housekeeper has also done a confidentiality work to avoid being found out by the other four elders.

Yan Chi was overjoyed and overjoyed. She looked at her disciples with admiration and began a series of careful guidance, hoping to use all her skills to help Lin Yang improve his strength as soon as possible and become the leader of the younger generation.

Finally the final day, Lin Yang and the five elders of Huanshan appeared in the gymnasium and became the focus of attention.

Another demon-crazy young man with a handsome and elegant appearance, not inferior to Lin Yang. He stood on the ring and stood tall, and clearly became the idol of many young people.

It particularly attracted many female fans, with peach blossoms flashing in their eyes, and they waved fluorescent cards in the stands, screaming almost fanatical, wishing they could take out their hearts and hand them over.

"Mr. Lin, I love you!"

"Your devil madman, you are the best, I love you so much!"

In the stands, Qin Qiyu, Zheng Lei and Guo Furong, were stunned, thinking that the female fans were too crazy, and they were completely willing to treat themselves as tribute.

Zheng Lei sighed: "Lin Yang is really, it's so exciting to participate in the competition! I used to like him alone, but now I have a lot of competitors, and there are just one company!"

Seeing her stern face and full of worries, the two women next to her laughed in silence, feeling like they were falling in love.

Qin Qiyu glanced at him and said angrily: "Huaqi, what's the best place for this kid? It's worth your constant thinking. I wish I could get him."

"Hmph, don't just talk about me. Someone is still obsessed with Lin Yang. I guess it will feel comfortable to hug her." Zheng Lei's response was completely a gesture of revealing her true feelings.

Guo Furong was confused when she heard this, her big eyes were full of doubts, "What are you talking about? Whose thigh did Lin Yang hug?"

Qin Qiyu's face was flushed. When she remembered the competition that day, she said in anger: "Don't listen to her nonsense, this girl is just crazy."

Zheng Lei said proudly: "Did you see it? You're blushing, I'm telling you."

Guo Furong giggled and said, "I can see that you two have a close relationship with Lin Yang and are a little ambiguous."

Just as the three girls were quarreling, an anime fan group appeared in front of the stands, which was even more eye-catching and attracted the whistles of many male audiences.

In order to cheer Lin Yang up, Fang Lingtong really took the initiative. She actually changed into Theresa's moon dress, wore a silver wig, and a white gauze skirt wrapped around her concave and graceful body, with a pink lining inside, which was extremely sexy and cute.

The two best friends are very interesting. They have changed into new styles, revealing their snow-white arms and legs, which is simply dazzling.

Three anime girls sang and danced enthusiastically with colorful balls in their hands, and shouted in a sweet voice: "Lin Yang is the most handsome, Lin Yang is the best, handsome and handsome, and he is the king of the arena!"

Guo Furong sniffed and smiled, "Did you see it? There are three other fans? Look at them, they really dare to wear it. With their big white legs exposed, I guess Lin Yang will be thrust in his blood and show his power when he sees it!"

Unexpectedly, this girl was not reserved at all and was very humorous, which made Qin Qiyu and Zheng Lei giggle, but there was a look of worry in her eyes.

After all, fighting is not a joke, especially Zhang Baomo came from a famous family and had excellent martial arts skills. I am afraid that Lin Yang's level is not as good as the other party, so that would be miserable! Qin Sanye's figure appeared again, his eyes as sharp as an eagle. He wanted to see how Lin Yang was defeated miserably. Based on his years of martial arts experience, he had guessed that Zhang Baomo's strength was higher than Lin Yang, and it would probably be a fierce battle.

Xu Linyang will suffer bad luck and others will be disabled!

Therefore, the old guy was a little impatient to witness this boy’s unluckyness with his own eyes.

On the left is accompanied by his eldest daughter Qin Shuzhen, a little absent-minded. She finally found the mighty man Jiang Yuancheng. She was really satisfied. She was complacent in both appearance and ability, and she felt that she had met a baby.

What a pity, I was actually crippled by that boy Lin Yang and couldn't use it anymore. It's really hateful!

The woman's eyes were full of hatred. She stared at the boy on the ring and thought to herself, "Wait, sooner or later, I will let someone tear you into pieces and crush your bones and ashes."

Gu Tong, a military advisor from Dog Head, sat on the right side of Master Qin San, waved the folding fan, and said hatefully: "Look, the Demon Mad Young Master will definitely ruin Lin Yang. This kid will definitely not have a good ending."

Not far away was Di Yao, the young master of Xuegu, next to Zhang Minzhi, who asked softly: "Brother Di, can my brother win?"

Di Yao held the girl's slender hand and said with confidence: "Don't worry, that kid is not as good as your brother. The result is obvious. Bao Mo will win the championship in the end, so there is no need to worry." Zhang Bao Mo on the ring looked at the opponent of similar age coldly and said in a deep voice: "One mountain cannot accommodate two tigers. Someone must stand out between us. You can be considered a character, but it is still far behind this young master, so you can only be considered as you.

Don’t blame others for being bad.”

This guy's arrogant attitude made Lin Yang very upset and said coldly: "Then don't need to talk nonsense. Let's start gesturing. There will always be someone who is beaten down. As for who it is, that's not necessarily the case."

In an instant, the two of them rushed towards each other almost at the same time, with extremely fast speeds and agile figures like dragons.

Zhang Baomo's hands were spread a little, and his fingertips were blue-black. He used the dragon claw hand, one of Shaolin's seventy-two unique skills, and launched an extremely fierce attack, like a storm, continuous.

Many golden phantoms appeared in front of him. The Golden Dragon Fist used by Lin Yang was definitely not as famous as the Dragon Claw Hand. It was created by the Fist Saint Yan Chi, but its power was not inferior.

A visual feast that could not be described in words was presented to everyone. Two handsome guys jumped up from time to time and attacked fiercely, full of masculinity, which made the audience amazed and cheered one after another.

In an instant, more than ten moves passed, and Zhang Bao was secretly surprised. Why did he feel that his opponent had advanced? He was stronger than before. He really couldn't take it lightly. It was necessary to add another fire and fight quickly.

Having such an idea in his mind, this guy turned his body and changed his moves, using the secret Qiankun technique that he had not passed on. The power was doubled, which was simply unpredictable.

"Peng!"

He slapped Lin Yang's shoulder with a heavy palm, which hurt so much that he made his body stagger to the side.
Chapter completed!