Text Chapter 428 Arrogant Luo Yang
The warriors around him were talking a lot, and they all obviously knew this arrogant young man. ]
From the age of twenty to the late stage of the Soul Fusion Realm, one can indeed be called a genius.
"If you offend the genius of Yanling Sect, that boy will die!"
"Of course, if you look at the clothes he is wearing, he is definitely not a disciple of a sect family, he is probably a casual cultivator."
"A casual cultivator is still so arrogant? Judging from his aura, he is only in the middle stage of the Soul Fusion Realm!"
"Who knows, he might be a stupid boy who has no experience and doesn't know how powerful Luo Yang is."
"Boy, you heard me. I'm giving you a chance. If you kowtow and admit your mistake, I can spare your life!" Luo Yang was extremely arrogant.
"Get out!" Lin Xuan looked cold and spoke clearly.
The people around were shocked, who is this kid? After knowing Luo Yang's identity, he still dared to scold him coldly.
"Boy, you are looking for death!" Luo Yang was furious, raising his palms, and a heart-stopping power surged out.
Lin Xuan curled his fingers, ready to release the sword energy at any time.
If the other party really takes action, he doesn't mind destroying the other party's cultivation.
Just as Luo Yang's palm was about to fall, a loud laughter came from outside the pavilion.
"Haha, isn't this Brother Luo? Where have you been? Let me find you easily!"
A young man in white clothes walked through the crowd and walked slowly.
The young man was wearing a white robe with a paragraph painted on his chest. He grabbed Luo Yang and looked very enthusiastic.
"Brother Luo, come on, let's go have a few drinks."
"It turns out to be Brother Duan." Luo Yang put down his palm and laughed.
After everyone saw the young man in white, they looked at each other and did not dare to say anything.
"Boy, this time my fortune will be good for you and I will let you live a little longer."
"But I will let you know how powerful I am later!" Luo Yang looked at Lin Xuan and sneered.
"What's going on? Someone dares to mess with Brother Luo?" The face of the young man in white robe suddenly darkened, and he looked at Lin Xuan with cold eyes.
"Forget it, I will solve this matter myself." Luo Yang showed a sinister smile, then hugged the charming woman beside him and left.
Lin Xuan sneered in his heart, this guy saved a life and didn't even know it.
If the other party dares to take action later, he will give him an unforgettable lesson!
This small disturbance soon passed, and the whole tea garden was buzzing with excitement.
Soon, two young men appeared, with a large group of supporters behind them.
"Look, Young Master Wu Wu, it's Young Master Qing Wu!"
Suddenly, screams rang out in the tea garden, and the girls all screamed crazily, wanting to fall into the arms of the young man in white.
Lin Xuan raised his eyes and saw two figures in the crowd, standing proudly.
The person on the left is a young man in a white robe, with a handsome face and a jade tree facing the wind. He has a noble and arrogant air when he raises his hands.
No need to think about it, this person is Duan Qingqing.
"At the peak of the Soul Fusion Realm, I hope you won't disappoint me." Lin Xuan's eyes flashed and he whispered to himself.
Then, he looked at the man on the right.
It was a young man in blue robes, carrying a sword on his back. He had an ordinary appearance but his eyes were as sharp as a sword, making people afraid to look directly at him.
There was a faint sharp aura circulating on him.
"The intention of the sword, this man has understood the intention of the sword." Lin Xuan observed secretly.
He understood the meaning of the sword, so he was very sensitive to the artistic conception of the meaning of the sword and the meaning of the sword.
In addition, the young man in blue robe did not deliberately hide his fierce aura, so Lin Xuan could clearly sense it.
"This man is also at the peak of the Soul Fusion Realm, but with his sword intention, he should be able to resist the spirit warriors. I just don't know how far his sword intention has been understood?"
While Lin Xuan was observing, Duan Qingqing slowly spoke.
"This is not the first time for everyone to participate in the tea garden party. I won't go into details. I will compete later. I hope you can finish it and don't hurt the harmony."
Everyone nodded in agreement and agreed.
"Okay, let's get started now."
Having said that, Duan Qingqing and the young man in blue robe sat down and began to watch and comment on the competition.
Lin Xuan was not clear about the rules of the Tea Garden Party, but fortunately there were many first-timers like Lin Xuan, so there were warriors who could explain them very quickly.
"The rules are actually very simple, it's a roll call challenge."
"The warrior whose name is called can accept the challenge or not. There is no requirement."
"And if the person who takes the challenge wins, he can continue the game and call out others, or he can go back to rest."
"What kind of rules are these? Doesn't it mean there are no rules?"
"Indeed, this amounts to no rules."
"To put it bluntly, this tea garden party is about mutual communication. Some people do it to become famous, some people do it to find out, and some people do it to find a partner."
"So, the Tea Garden Party is not as strict as other competitions."
"However, for the sake of face, almost anyone whose name is called will fight."
After hearing this, Lin Xuan nodded silently. It turned out that he only needed to name the challenge, which was really convenient.
He looked at Duan Wuqing and the swordsman in blue in the distance.
If he challenged these two people by name and won, he would be famous in Huangyan City.
However, he was not in a hurry to challenge, but watched the battle silently.
There is a special place for martial arts competitions in the tea garden. At this time, two people were fighting fiercely.
Purple ripples were like fluttering veils, carrying endless spiritual power and sweeping across all directions.
On the other side, the palm shadows all over the sky shrouded the world.
The two fought fiercely, setting off a wave of terrifying air that rushed into the sky.
In the end, the warrior who used the palm technique was superior and struck his opponent with one palm.
However, the force was very precise and did not injure the opponent.
"Welcome to challenge!" The victorious young man in yellow shirt laughed.
"I come!"
A warrior jumped up high, thrusting out a spear like a dragon in his hand.
boom!
The bright spear light is like a rainbow, piercing the void.
"Haha, well done! Stormy waves!"
The young man in yellow shirt danced his hands, and the wind in his palms contained the sound of waves.
The shadows of the palms are like ocean waves, one wave higher than the other.
The last seven waves superimposed to form a terrifying wave, which hit the spear and knocked back the spear warrior.
"This is the Jingtai Palm. Could it be that this young man is a disciple of Tianhai Pavilion?" Everyone started talking.
"What a terrifying palm force. I seemed to hear the sound of waves crashing."
"The person who wielded the spear must have been in the late stage of Fusion Soul Realm, and he was actually knocked away!"
The disciple from Tianhai Pavilion stood in the field and laughed loudly: "Who else is willing to compete?"
This was a good opportunity to make a name for himself, and he wanted to strike while the iron was hot.
"What nonsense Tianhai Pavilion, defeat me!"
An extremely domineering sound sounded, and immediately after, an illusory figure floated over quickly, as fast as a ghost.
"Hold the Mountain Mudra!"
The figure was extremely domineering and struck suddenly in the air.
The air vibrated, and a mountain peak condensed out, pressing down quickly like a real giant mountain.
Everyone was shocked, as if they felt endless pressure rolling in.
"The Big Hand Seal of Baoshan is the secret skill of Yanling Sect. Could it be that Luo Yang took action?"
The young man in yellow shirt also had a solemn expression. He quickly mobilized the spiritual energy around him and waved out his palms.