Wu Dong: I, Lin Langtian, will not play a supporting role

Chapter 128 Martial Monument Space
As Lin Langtian's figure sat cross-legged on the first futon, the huge square also fell into some silence.

But looking at those twinkling eyes, it was obvious that many people had thoughts on their minds.

After all, although Lin Langtian was strong and could not be offended by anyone, he could only occupy a futon.

As for the remaining nine futons, many people think that they may not have a chance.

In a remote corner of the square, Lin Dong sat on the back of a tiger, looking down at the square where some undercurrents were surging.

At this time, because of some things, he looked a little ugly and seemed to be in a very bad mood.

If Lin Langtian saw it, he would definitely guess the reason. It was because the Devouring Ancestral Talisman could not be found.

However, although Lin Dong's face looked a little ugly at this time, his eyes were still like a hawk, staring firmly at the remaining nine futons, preparing to make a key snatching move at the right time.

In the field, such a silent atmosphere continued for several minutes again. In the direction of the Wang clan, Wang Yan stood up suddenly, and with a movement of his body, he wanted to get on the futon.

"Hmph, Wang Yan, with your strength, it might be a little inappropriate to occupy that seat, right? If it were your eldest brother Wang Zhonglai, it would be about the same!"

Wang Yan's move immediately attracted a lot of attention.

Although Wang Yan and Lin Langtian are both geniuses from the younger generation of the four major families, they are worlds apart in terms of strength.

Therefore, his appearance immediately attracted a lot of questions.

"If anyone is dissatisfied, just come out and my Wang family will tell him why Wang Yan is qualified to stand there!"

When Wang Yan was questioned and his face turned livid, Wang Tong stood up slowly, swept his cold eyes over the restless crowd, and said in a low voice.

"boom!"

As soon as Wang Tong said these words, powerful fluctuations of energy suddenly erupted from the bodies of many powerful members of the Wang clan. The momentum was quite impressive.

Looking at the menacing strong men of the Wang clan, even though some of them were unwilling to do so, they could only swallow the words in their mouths.

And after Wang Yan also took his seat, the next scene was considered step by step.

Qin Shi of the Qin clan and Huang Pujing of the Huangpu clan have firmly occupied their positions with the support of the powerful forces behind them.

In this way, four of the ten seats were occupied by the four major clans as expected.

Not long after the four major clans took their seats, two of the three top forces in Dahuang County, the Great Demon Sect and the Martial Alliance, also came to Mu Qianqian and Martial Temple to grab the futons and unceremoniously occupied two seats again.

What is a little strange is that the Yin Puppet Sect, which is parallel to the Great Demon Sect and the Martial Alliance, is nowhere to be seen, as if it has disappeared.

Although some people are curious about this, most of them are happy.

Since the Yin Puppet Sect is not coming, wouldn't there be one more futon seat, giving more people a chance.

And in just a few minutes, only four of the ten seats were left!
Looking at the four empty seats, unknowingly, the atmosphere in the venue gradually became tense.

There was even a fierce battle between a force called the Qingmu Sect from the Qing Dynasty next door and a local force in Dahuang County, the Lion Fist Sect. The former was slightly better and won the seventh seat.

As a result, there were only three empty seats on the stone platform! Looking at the three empty seats, many people's eyes flickered rapidly. The opportunities now are becoming less and less.
"Lin Dong, it's time for him to take action."

When the atmosphere in the sky was tense, Lin Langtian on the stone platform flashed his eyes slightly and murmured to himself.

No one knows Lin Dong's temperament better than Lin Langtian. This guy is not only amazingly talented, but also has an extremely calm temperament. He often makes decisions before making a move and is sure to hit with one hit.

Sure enough, when Lin Langtian was thinking this, Lin Dong, who was sitting cross-legged on the tiger's back, slowly exhaled a puff of white air and stood up suddenly.

The black-robed figure moved and appeared in front of the Creation Martial Monument. He looked deeply at the green-robed figure on the first one. Lin Dong immediately held his hand and the Ancient Sky Scale Halberd flashed out.

"I, Lin Dong, want this eighth seat. If anyone is dissatisfied, feel free to take action!"

As Lin Dong finished speaking, although there was an uproar on the field, it was not as dissatisfying as in the original time and space.

If we really count, Lin Dong comes from the Lin clan. Even if the family is divided, he can still be regarded as covered with a layer of tiger power.

It would be fine if the Lin clan did not recognize this relationship, but when they were in the ancient wilderness, most people present saw Lin Langtian supporting Lin Dong.

In this way, with Lin Dong's reputation and the tiger skin of the Lin clan, it is not too much to occupy this futon spot.

However, there was a strong Qi-creator who refused to accept this, and was decisively defeated by Lin Dong in less than five minutes.

Therefore, many people speculated on their own strength, and then they gave up competing with Lin Dong for the eighth seat, and instead aimed at the remaining two seats.

As for the Wang clan, although they were a little dissatisfied with Lin Dong's occupying the futon spot, they could only suppress the anger in their hearts when they looked at the green-shirted figure taking the first seat.

Next, for the last two seats, an extremely fierce fight broke out in the square again.

After several challenges and rotations, two forces named Paradise Valley and Longhu Gang finally took over and occupied the last two futon positions.

Since then, the position of ten seats has been completely belonged to.

Looking at the ten figures on the stone platform, sighs could be heard in the square.
As the tenth seat was occupied, after another ten minutes or so, there was finally movement on the Creation Martial Monument again.

A circle of strange light slowly spread from the martial monument, and then enveloped the stone platform, including all ten figures inside.

And at the moment when the light spread across his body, Lin Langtian also clearly felt a cold feeling, as if it was scanning through his body.

Immediately afterwards, before there was any reaction, the spirit was in a trance, and a whirlpool of light slowly appeared on the creation weapon monument.

Under the whirlpool of light, some irresistible suction force emitted, and a trace of Lin Langtian's mental power floated out of his body, almost uncontrollably, and finally followed the whirlpool of light.
"Buzz!"

On the stone platform, ten figures sit quietly like statues. The strange humming sound, like the chant of ancient bells, comes melodiously from the Creation Martial Monument, echoing in the world, making people's soul peaceful. .

Looking at the motionless green-shirted figure on the stone platform, the eyes of everyone in the Lin clan gradually became expectant and curious.

They want to know whether this Lin family's best genius for hundreds of years can inherit the martial arts of creation...

(End of this chapter)