Doupo: Who is Yandi? He should call me brother.

Chapter 58: Battle against Sima Ling

Xiao Li's voice was cold, but his words made Sima Ling furious.

"What an unruly freshman! Today I will let you know the rules of the inner courtyard!" Sima Ling held the three-foot long sword upside down, bursting out with unparalleled power, and the strength of the second in the inner courtyard was fully revealed.

Xiao Li was not afraid at all. He pointed the Thunder Scale Spear at Sima Ling from a distance, with fighting spirit rising in his eyes. A powerful Dou Ling master at the peak of his powers had defeated him. He should be considered a minor master as well.

In front of Lei Zong's base, the crowd of onlookers made way for a large open space. This level of combat was no longer something that ordinary students could experience. Even some elders from the inner courtyard heard about it and came over out of curiosity to watch the battle.

"You attack first." Sima Ling was confident that he was the second on the strength list, so of course he would not attack first when fighting against a freshman.

Xiao Li did not refuse. He took two steps forward and his strength leaped to the level of an eight-star Dou Ling. With the Blood Evil Sky Thunder, he was confident that he was invincible at the same level and could suppress even a nine-star Dou Ling with a flick of his hand.

Sima Ling narrowed his eyes. This kid really has some skills. He even got five stars. No wonder Fu Ziyi was no match for him.

The Canaan Academy is not like the Black Horn Region where good and bad are mixed. There are extraordinary talents and excellent skills. Sima Ling has never seen many people who can fight across levels here.

What's more, Sima Ling is not an ordinary person. He is also a genius who can rely on the strength of a nine-star Dou Ling to last for a stick of incense under a Dou Wang-level elder.

The blood evil and the light spirit consumed each other, the murderous aura surged on Xiao Li's body, the thunder scale spear in his hand was covered with a layer of blood-red light, and the thunder dragon looked ferocious.

The next moment, a dragon descended from the sky, roaring angrily.

The green sword in Sima Ling's hand crossed the sky, and the sharp green sword light cut through the white clouds and went straight towards the phantom of the dragon.

The bloody evil energy transformed into blood flowers that bloomed, the dragon was cut in half by the sword light, and the sword light also dissipated into nothingness.

Sima Ling frowned. He had just used up the strength of a Nine-Star Dou Ling. How could they cancel each other out?

This Xiao Li really has some skills.

Xiao Li's expression remained unchanged. The dragon rose again, carrying him into the sky with it.

"Sima Ling, you dare to be distracted when fighting me, take my move!"

"Mysterious Thunder Flashes!"

The gun fired with a sound like thunder, and Lei Jiao's eyes burst into light, as if he had a soul and came alive.

Sima Ling sneered, "So what? You're just a freshman. I'm already giving you face by letting you use my fighting skills."

Sima Ling waved the sword in his hand with a serious look in his eyes. He looked down on the opponent just now, but he knew in his heart that Xiao Li was definitely an opponent of the same level as him.

"Low-level earth-level fighting skill, Fu Hai Qing Feng!"

The sharp energy rose again, and with one sword out, heaven and earth became silent. The three-foot green sword carried the power to cover heaven and earth, as if covering up all the sounds between heaven and earth.

Only the thunder remained.

Xiao Li felt the breeze brushing across his cheeks, the cruelty in his eyes remained. So what if he was a Nine-Star Dou Ling? If someone hurt him, he had to leave something behind, even if they were students from the same inner courtyard.

The thunder dragon collided with the sword light, but instead of quickly canceling out the other party, they were in a stalemate in the sky.

Xiao Li stood on top of the thunder dragon, with strong wind blowing in front of him. Looking at the sword light so close to him, there was no ripple in his heart.

Taking a step forward, Xiao Li jumped over the top of the thunder dragon, but his figure showed no signs of falling.

"Nine Steps to Heaven, the third step."

The blood-colored lightning suddenly surged in momentum, carrying with it the power of heaven and earth. Endless blood evil gathered behind Xiao Li, and a pair of blood-red wings appeared behind Xiao Li.

The blood wings floated gently, and Xiao Li's figure was suspended in the air. Sima Ling's eyes were horrified, "Fighting King!"

From a three-star Dou Ling to a Dou Wang, what kind of fighting skills did this kid practice to be so amazing!

Not only him, but also the students and elders watching below had dull expressions on their faces.

Fighting King, Newborn

They all know these four words, so why do they seem so niche when combined together?

The thunder dragon danced again, ravaging the sky, and the sky, which was originally as calm as water, began to be disturbed again.

Sima Ling's eyes were dim, and the sword in his hand fell to the ground with a crisp "clang" sound.

Kneeling weakly on the ground, Sima Ling lowered his head weakly and murmured, "Lost..."

Fang Ao appeared behind Sima Ling and helped him up. Except for him, no one else present understood Sima Ling's feelings.

It has been eight years since they entered the outer courtyard. They have gone through countless hardships before they achieved the first and second place on the strong list. As a result, Sima Ling was defeated by Xiao Li, a freshman who came out of nowhere. Naturally, he felt bad.

"Fang Ao, I lost. He is the Fighting King." Sima Ling said in a trembling voice.

Fang Ao nodded, "But that's the effect of fighting skills."

Sima Ling shook his head frantically, "No, no, even if it's a fighting skill, he practiced it himself. I'm not as good as him, I'm not as good as him."

Suddenly, Sima Ling's eyes lit up again, "Fang Ao, you've come out of seclusion, have you broken through to the Dou Wang level?"

Fang Ao shook his head gently, the light in Sima Ling's eyes faded, and he closed his eyes in pain.

Fang Ao didn't say much, just nodded to Xiao Li, and left with Sima Ling, "Take a good rest for a few months, you've worked too hard."

Watching the two people's departing backs, Xiao Li felt a little emotional. Sima Ling lost. Although he didn't know why he reacted so strongly, he thought he must have some obsession, even if he had always been doing it for the Xiao family.

Xiao Li had no intention of exploring further. Sima Ling's affairs had nothing to do with him, and he didn't have the time to make friends with him.

"Is everything okay?"

Xiao Li walked up to Lin Xiuya and the others and asked softly.

Lin Xiuya wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, leaned against the wall, gasping for breath, and shook his head gently to indicate that he was fine.

Xiao Li felt relieved. Sima Ling had shown mercy after all. Otherwise, a blow from a peak Dou Ling master would have been enough to seriously injure or even kill Lin Xiuya and the others.

"I can't believe you have such deep feelings for me?" Xiao Li teased.

Lin Xiuya smiled helplessly, "I have also seen clearly in this month that in this inner courtyard, the strong are respected and the weak have no status. The freshmen from outside who did not join a month ago are now crying and begging me to join, because we are the only ones who will not take their fire energy."

As he spoke, Lin Xiuya raised his head and looked at Xiao Li, "So, I am willing to follow you."

Xiao Li laughed, "Okay, then you have to work hard, there will be places for you in the future."

A smile appeared on Lin Xiuya's lips. He knew that the relationship between him and Xiao Li had become closer.

"Let's start recruiting old students from the academy. I need more people to join."

"Okay," Lin Xiuya didn't ask Xiao Li what he was going to do. This was not his business.

　The title of this chapter is so serious
　　
　
(End of this chapter)