Chapter 178 This Piece of Sky Will Belong to Me (Thank You Steven 625 Leader)

"It's him.... Bayi Chinese Network ★ ★ く" At this moment, Zong Hentian looked at the standing figure of Jiuxiao Zong, his expression changed.

"Who is he?" Lin Fan asked.

"He is a Tianjiao disciple of the Nine Heavens Sect. He is very powerful. I have seen him once in the forbidden area before. He is very strong." Zong Hentian is now feeling a little lost.

I didn't pay attention at first, but now that I hear the name, I remember it.

In the first match, Shengzong suffered a big defeat, which had an impact on the momentum of the sect. Originally, Zong Hentian wanted to win the second match and stabilize his momentum, but judging by the situation now, it might not be that simple.

"Brothers, I failed to win." At this moment, Qiu Tianran came with his head bowed, his expression a little gloomy, obviously brooding over his loss, and at the same time feeling helpless about his encounter with Xinfeng in the first match.

"Junior brother, don't blame yourself. I'm afraid only my uncle can fight against him. If you have the courage to fight him, it will be the greatest victory." Zong Hentian said.

"En." Qiu Tianran looked at Zong Hentian and then nodded, "Brother, the next match will be you, come on."

Zong Hentian nodded, not very sure about this.

Lin Fan looked at Feng Xiaoling at the Nine Heavens Sect. With Zong Hentian's current strength, it would be very difficult to win this match, and the chances were very small.

Although this Feng Xiaoling's strength is not as good as this Xinfeng's, he is still a formidable character.

What the hell.

The more Lin Fan looked at it, the more angry he became. What's wrong with this Holy Sect, no matter how compared with other sects, they are all weak.

But after thinking about Mie Qiong Qi, Lin Fan finally understood.

If Mie Yongqi hadn't made any mistakes, he might be invincible among Tianjiao's disciples.

Even this style of salary is probably no match for him. Now that Mie Qiongqi made a mistake and was tamed by himself, he couldn't participate in the competition. Naturally, no one can crush the opponent.

"Brother Wu Ya, although this Feng Xiaoling is not as good as my disciple, he is still one of the top talents in the sect. I am afraid that your disciple will also lose." Liang Yichu said with a smile.

Wu Ya glanced at the suzerain, saw that the suzerain looked gentle and calm, and was not affected by the disciple's loss in the slightest, so he also sighed.

"Whoever loses and who wins may not be sure, brother Yi Chu, don't capsize in the gutter."

"It's impossible." Liang Yichu waved his hand, this person should not think too much, with their cultivation base, it is clear at a glance who is strong and who is weak.

....

"Hentian, how many levels do you have to beat me?" Lin Fan asked.

"Third floor." Zong Hentian hesitated for a moment, and finally gave the greatest possibility.

Zong Hentian is not a humble person. If he wins for sure, he will not be so worried, but the key point is that he is really not sure now.

In the forbidden area, Zong Hentian had never fought against him, but he had seen the other party make a move, so he naturally knew how strong the other party was.

"Master Uncle, I can make you win steadily, but you have to suffer a little bit." Now, the finale, even though it's me, I'm afraid it's not right to lose two games in a row. No matter what, there will be a draw ah.

"Uncle, as long as I can win, I can bear any kind of suffering." Zong Hentian looked at Lin Fan excitedly at this moment, as long as he could win, he could bear even the greatest suffering.

Lin Fan looked at Zong Hentian's determined face, finally nodded, and then waved, "Come on, surround us."

The other Tianjiao disciples, although they didn't understand what Uncle Lin meant, they all obeyed his command in the end and surrounded Lin Fan and Zong Hentian to prevent the outside world from seeing what was going on inside.

At this moment Lin Fan tore off his sleeve, "Come on, stuff it in your mouth, don't shout it out."

At this moment, Lin Fan was about to start a killing spree, attacking his own people frantically.

There are two effects of the "egg kick" effect. The first effect is to make people lose their fighting power instantly, and the other effect is that the lack of heavy blows makes the opponent fall into a state of madness and full firepower.

However, although the effects of these two are different, the pain can be said to be exactly the same.

Seeing Master Lin's serious expression, Zong Hentian finally took a few deep breaths, stuffed his sleeves into his mouth, then nodded heavily, signaling for Master Lin to come.

"***** Lin Fan said.

Without any hesitation, Zong Hentian immediately opened his legs.

At this moment, Lin Fan's expression changed slightly, his eyes fixed on Zong Hentian's crotch.

The brain works instantly and starts to calculate, angle, force and other factors.

Zong Hentian's forehead slightly oozes a trace of sweat. The sweat is not from pain, but because he is too nervous at the moment. He doesn't know what Uncle Lin is going to do to him?

What method should I use to make myself win.

But seeing Uncle Lin's serious expression, he knew that this method must not be simple.

"Okay, hold back." At this moment, Lin Fan's eyes shone brightly, and with supreme power, he pierced through layers of void and struck Zong Hentian's crotch fiercely.

"boom……."

At this moment, a dull voice sounded, and Zong Hentian's body trembled violently, as if his whole body was suffocated.

Zong Hentian's originally slightly rosy face suddenly turned red, the veins on his neck were bulging, his eyes were covered with bloodshot eyes, and even his breathing began to become short.

Zong Hentian slowly took out the sleeves in his mouth, then put his legs together, his body was slightly distorted, and he opened his mouth, as if he had a lot to say, but he couldn't even say a word because of the pain.

"Okay, hold back, hold back your anger, rush forward, and knock the opponent down." Lin Fan knew that Zong Hentian must be in pain at the moment, but since he wanted to win, he had to hold back.

"Please come to the stage, both of you." The ordinary elder shouted.

With a smile on the corner of Feng Xiaoling's mouth, he floated onto the stage gracefully, with long fluttering hair and a handsome face. With a flick of two fingers, the folding fan in his hand opened silently.

This aura, this posture, made countless people feel ashamed.

Even though the female disciples of the Holy Sect want to cheer for the sect, they are also fascinated by Feng Xiaoling who looks like a male god.

"What a handsome boy." Sitting on the stage, Lu Mingyang couldn't help sighing.

Liang Yichu smiled when he heard that, "He is the number one in our sect's charm list, the ideal partner in the minds of countless female disciples, with both strength and appearance, a perfect disciple."

Seeing Liang Yichu being so embarrassing, Elder Wu Ya glared at Lu Mingyang. Didn't this boost up other people's ambitions and destroy his prestige?

Lu Mingyang looked at Senior Brother Wu Ya's eyes and smiled helplessly.

And at this time, Zong Hentian came on stage.

Just a shocking scene happened.

Zong Hentian's legs were close together, as if there was something wrong with his legs, he walked onto the stage with great difficulty, that funny appearance made Elder Wu Ya's face darken, and he couldn't bear to look directly at him.

Shame, Zongmen's face has been completely humiliated.

"Brother Wuya, the posture of this sect's disciple is strange, and it's rare to meet him once in a thousand years." Liang Yichu said with a big laugh.

"Haha..., is that guy sick?" The Tianjiao disciples of the Nine Heavens Sect laughed loudly one by one, pointing at Zong Hentian and laughing.

"This holy sect is really talented."

....

At this moment, Zong Hentian felt that only by keeping his legs together could he relieve his pain.

Regarding Uncle Lin's method, Zong Hentian has not experienced any difference at this moment, except for the pain in the crotch, there is no bonus.

But he believed that his uncle would not lie to him.

Uncle Lin told himself.

The moment I stand up straight, this piece of sky will belong to Zong Hentian. (To be continued.)