Chapter 330 Lin Changqiang wins
The huge platform was suddenly silent. No matter the big guys on high places or the disciples from various halls, they were all caught off guard and just stared at the scene in astonishment.

"what's the situation??"

"Senior Brother Changqiang knocked Senior Brother Qingye out with one punch. How could I have such a dream..."

"We in Huangdian are now trying to keep the second place and fight for the first place?"

The disciples talked about it a lot, some were surprised, some were happy, but most of them were really confused and bewildered.

Previously, Lin Changqiang defeated Gu Jiuri after fighting for dozens of rounds. Although they were surprised, they could understand it. But now, Qingye, who is stronger, was knocked out in one move, which somewhat subverted their three views.

Is the Great Desolate Sutra of the Desolate Palace really so exaggerated?
Compared with the confused disciples, Qi Lei and other sect leaders showed surprise and relief.

"Didn't this kid just join the sect this year? How did he cultivate the Wild Body to this level?"

"The Di Yuan Xuan Body is already the most powerful body-building martial art in the Di Palace, but his punch broke through the defense, and he completely knocked Qing Ye unconscious with his mental power far exceeding that of a Seven Seal Heavenly Talisman Master. The Desolate Palace has produced a true genius."

"Wudao, you are not going to teach him your skills and give him your wild strength, right?"

Wei Sen, the deputy hall master of the Heavenly Hall, glared at Wu Dao, but was immediately glared back at.

“Nonsense!” Wu Dao cursed with a smile, “If I still had the strength I have now after I passed on my skills, I would definitely teach you a lesson before I passed on my skills.”

A group of people were talking and laughing, and their conversation was no different from that of the disciples. Even Ying Xuanzi was in a good mood.

When he discovered that Lin Changqiang and Lin Dong possessed the ancestral talisman, he guessed that the two would inevitably rise, and now his wish has come true.

"Announce the result."

Hearing the voice transmission in his ear, Qi Lei nodded after checking Qingye's injuries, called a few disciples to take him for treatment, and then raised his head and announced loudly: "In the second match, Huangdian Lin Changqiang wins!"

As soon as he finished speaking, thunderous cheers resounded through the sky. Even on the platforms of several nearby mountains, many people were attracted and wanted to find out what was going on.

All the disciples of the Huangdian in the field were cheering and jumping for joy. They were extremely excited. Many of them even had red faces. Old disciples like Pang Tong even had tears in their eyes.

Compared with them, the disciples of the Earth Hall seemed a little confused and lonely, but after a moment, there was also sparse applause, and then more and more, louder and louder, until it became continuous and lasted for a long time.

Since many elders and hall masters recognized this result, it was obvious that Lin Changqiang defeated Qingye with his true strength. Although they were unwilling to accept the result, they also admired him.

"Is he really the Seventh Nirvana?"

In the Heavenly Palace area, Ying Xiaoxiao's eyes were filled with surprise. Looking at the relaxed figure on the stage, she had some doubts for the first time about the strength of herself and Lin Changqiang: "Perhaps he is the strongest among the current young generation in the Four Palaces?"

Ying Huanhuan on the side blinked and couldn't help but think of the agreement between the two. When she came to her senses, she found Ying Xiaoxiao looking at her. Her pretty face immediately blushed and she smiled and put her arm around the latter.

"How is that possible~ Sister, if you ask me, you are the strongest one!"

"Stop it."

Ying Xiaoxiao rolled her eyes at her, but then retracted her gaze, which made Ying Huanhuan breathe a sigh of relief. In another slightly empty area of ​​the Heavenly Palace, Wang Yan, who had been calm and indifferent, had become sharp in his eyes. He felt a strong threat... Under the gazes of countless people, Lin Changqiang calmly returned to the area of ​​the Deserted Palace. Jiang Hao, Fang Yun and others immediately rushed forward. Even the usually calm Song Zhou had a relieved smile on his face.

"Thank you for your hard work." Pang Tong patted Lin Changqiang's shoulder, looking pleased.

"Your talent is ten times greater than mine." Song Zhou sighed and cupped his hands.

"You're quite good, kid. It's not unfair that I lost to you before!" Jiang Hao looked him up and down as if he were a god, while Fang Yun snorted sourly, "You're awesome."

Seeing that he couldn't get a word in, Lin Dong on the side just gave an approving look and a thumbs-up, while the other disciples' eyes were sparkling with admiration and adoration.

Seeing this, Lin Changqiang naturally did not put on airs, but just chatted with everyone as usual. Qi Lei, who was not far away, did not immediately announce the next competition, but watched everything in front of him with a smile. Until the enthusiasm in the field gradually subsided, he straightened his face and spoke again.

"The third match, Wang Yan from the Heavenly Palace versus Lin Dong from the Desolate Palace."

As soon as the words fell, the mountain, which was originally somewhat lively, gradually fell into an eerie silence. The disciples' moods became somewhat depressed, and many people looked at Lin Dong with a hint of sympathy.

Lin Changqiang and Qingye are at least one realm lower than Lin Dong and Wang Yan... Six Yuan Nirvana vs. Nine Yuan Nirvana, how can they fight? Fu Zu fights for them?

"Junior Brother Lin Dong, remember to be careful."

A look of worry appeared on Pang Tong's face, and even Fang Yun put away his fan with a serious expression.

"Junior brother, if you feel you can't win, just admit defeat immediately. Although that guy was ruthless in the sparring, as if he wanted to kill someone, at least he knew to stop immediately when he admitted defeat."

Seeing that everyone was concerned about him, Lin Dong couldn’t help but feel warm in his heart.

"Don't worry, everyone. I will do my best."

He nodded vigorously and was about to turn around and fly onto the stage, but suddenly he remembered something and looked at Lin Changqiang, but what he saw was a face full of disgust.

"Why are you looking at me? You don't expect me to encourage you, do you?" Lin Changqiang curled his lips, "It's a Nine Yuan Nirvana, not a Shengxuan Realm. You make it sound like a life-and-death separation."

After hearing this, Jiang Hao and others were stunned for a moment. After confirming that there was nothing wrong with their ears, they couldn't help but wonder if Lin Changqiang had some misunderstanding about the Nine Yuan Nirvana.

Lin Dong's face immediately turned dark. He stared with his eyes wide open and took several deep breaths before he snorted coldly and flew towards the field. However, the tension in his heart had disappeared.

Yes, it’s just a sparring match with Jiuyuan Nirvana, and there are also seniors from the sect standing by to guard against accidents, so what’s the big deal?
Thinking of how the two of them had set a trap and worked together to kill a Nirvana Realm cultivator when they were in the third realm of Creation, Lin Dong's expression suddenly became much more relaxed. After landing on the stage, he looked towards the figure carrying a giant sword on the opposite side.

"You are no match for me."

Wang Yan’s low and indifferent voice was heard, but Lin Dong just smiled.

"Let's try it first."

Hearing this, Wang Yan's eyes were fixed on Lin Dong, his gaze was as sharp as a blade, and a cruel and violent murderous aura emanated from his body. However, facing this murderous aura, Lin Dong's mind was not shaken at all, and a hint of coldness quietly emerged on his face, which originally had a smile on it.

Unlike most of the disciples currently in the hall, the blood on his hands may not be less than that of Wang Yan!
　Thanks to "Haotian Lanyue" for voting for so many monthly tickets. I wish him good luck and fortune (ω)
　　
　
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