Peerless Allure: Nine Series Summoner

Chapter 358 Master Duel
Originally planning to have nothing to do with himself, the mystic masters who were watching the excitement also sided with Yue Ming.

They all felt that there must be no suspense between Ling Yi and Shang Yueming - he lost terribly.

At first, I thought that Patriarch Ling wanted to do business, but in this duel, it is clear who wins and who loses.

Therefore, the mystic masters felt that compared to Ling Yi who had only entered the mansion for a few days, Patriarch Ling still preferred them, the old people who had been in the mansion for a long time.

The reason why he still invited out the clan rules was that he seemed very ruthless, but he wanted to show some affection to the country bumpkin who didn't know how to flatter him.

With such speculation in mind, the atmosphere on the training ground became tense again for a while.

In addition to Huo Qiguang and others, there were also some mystic masters who had not participated in the dispute, and they all loudly cheered for Yue Ming.

In such a fiery atmosphere, Yue Ming had an illusion.

He felt as if he was a great general returning from victory, admired by all people...

Everyone's eyes were focused on Ling Yi and Yue Ming standing on the field. No one noticed that Patriarch Ling's eyes on Yue Ming became cold in an instant.

"Brother Bigger, we'll leave it to you! You have to kill his vigor and see if he dares to be arrogant in the future."

In the crowd, someone shouted loudly.

I saw that Yue Ming was gearing up, eager to try, as if he had been injected with chicken blood.

He stared at Ling Yi opposite with piercing eyes, as if two clusters of flames were burning in his eyes.

"Ling Xuanyou, it's too late to regret it now. Yuemou won't laugh at you."

Ling Yi hadn't opened his mouth to respond, and told him to stop talking nonsense, when he heard a "puchi" chuckle from behind.

The laughter was brisk, and the owner of the voice was also smiling like a flower, as if he had heard something funny.

"Father, when we fight later, you have to be merciful! I'm afraid this friend Yuexuan will cry in public if he loses too badly!"

As Ling Lan said, she also naughtily scratched her cheeks with her fingers, making a childish "You are shy" gesture.

Although she is already an adult woman, but because of her sweet face and charming voice, such childish behavior, not only does not make people feel artificial, but is pleasing to the eye.

There were even a few mystic masters who couldn't help but be dumbfounded.

However, in the next second, Long Aotian's cold gaze swept over, and these people were shocked.

——Not to mention that they dare not look at Long Aotian, even the civet cat squatting on his shoulder all the time, they dare not take a second look.

Yue Ming was ridiculed by Ling Lan several times, and his anger had already accumulated in his chest, just waiting to vent it on Ling Yi.

And at this moment, he couldn't wait any longer.

Suddenly, everyone stopped drinking, and everyone's eyes focused on the center of the training ground again.

It turned out that Yue Ming was enraged by Ling Lan's words and couldn't wait to make a move.

He held a gleaming silver sword in each of his hands, exerted light force with his feet, kicked his legs, and his body was like an arrow off the string, striking straight at Ling Yi.

The cold light of the sword flickered, the sword aura was strong, and the phantom of a tiger flashed in the sword aura.

Some mystic masters with lower cultivation levels couldn't help but let out a low voice - as soon as a master made a move, he would know if there was one.

Many people secretly sweated for Ling Yi.

Ling Yi was usually taciturn, and he didn't look like a master of secrets.

And Yue Ming's move is not only preemptive, but also the speed of the two swords is extremely fast, so everyone is worried that Ling Yi will not be able to hide...

Kan Yueming had a fierce face, his eyes were burning with anger, and he fought Ling Yi with the intention of seeing blood.

It's getting closer, it's getting closer... just a little bit, Yue Ming's sword is about to pierce Ling Yi's chest.

Some people covered their eyes, unwilling to see this bloody scene.

In the next second, exclamations erupted from the crowd.

"Did you see clearly? How did he do it? How did he get behind Yue Ming all of a sudden?"

"The movement is too fast, I can't see clearly..."

"I didn't expect that Lin Yi, who usually doesn't show his face, is also a high-ranking Xuanzun!"

There were discussions among the onlookers again, but this time, the protagonist became Ling Yi.

A small character with a very low sense of existence in the eyes of everyone suddenly transformed into a high-level Xuanzun master.

How can such a contrast not make people feel surprised.

If it was said that when Ling Lan asked Ling Yi to show mercy, some people laughed at the father and daughter for being overconfident, but at this moment, no one dared to despise them anymore.

The trick that Ling Yi used just now really surprised the mystic masters watching the excitement.

The moment Yue Ming's twin swords struck, Ling Yi's body turned into an afterimage.

Everyone tried their best to open their eyes wide, wanting to see how Ling Yi wanted to defuse this fatal blow, but there was a flower in front of them.

When the line of sight became clear again, Ling Yi's figure appeared behind and above Yue Ming.

It can be said that Yue Ming's entire back was unreservedly exposed to Ling Yi's attack range.

Yue Ming, who suddenly lost his attack target, was at a loss for a moment, but in the next second, he reacted.

A sense of crisis climbed up his spine, and Yue Ming felt his scalp tingling.

Sure enough, in the next second, there was a sound of breaking through the air.Yue Ming couldn't dodge in time, and was whipped by Ling Yi on his shoulder blades.

At this time, everyone no longer had the intention to watch Ling Yi's jokes.Similarly, no one cheered for Yue Ming anymore.

All the mystic masters present held their breaths and concentrated on watching this rare duel between two high-ranking Xuanzun.

Yue Ming's shoulder was in a burning pain, and it seemed that countless small insects were biting the wound.

Ling Yi didn't use all his strength for this whip.Even if the whip carried three points of profound strength, it was impossible for Yue Ming to stand here properly.

The hands holding the sword tightened again and again, and the veins on the forehead of Yue Ming burst out, obviously he was really angry.

He felt humiliated.

It was a sure blow, but it was easily dodged by that bumpkin who appeared out of nowhere.

Not only dodged, but he even fought back as if nothing had happened!

——With so many pairs of eyes looking around, where should he put the face of this senior Xuanzun?
Not only did he become angry from embarrassment, but there was also a trace of jealousy in Yue Ming's heart.

The two are also high-ranking Xuanzun, if they don't fight together, they really don't see much difference.When they actually fight, it will be clear at a glance which is better.

It's just that Yue Ming can't accept this gap.

He couldn't accept the fact that the person he looked down on was actually better than him.

One hit missed, another hit... Accompanied by the continuous shouting from his mouth, Yue Ming wrapped Ling Yi around with his sword shadow.

His sword dance was so fast that people with lower cultivation levels could not see his moves clearly.

(End of this chapter)