My apprentices are all bosses

Chapter 463 Can be crushed to death with one finger?
"In the mid-stage of Condensed Gang Realm, how can you still fight against the peak of Fengsha Realm? Senior brother also has the blessing of the power of the Dao. This Lin Yulong is miserable!"

Many people also came to Meridian Valley, the head teacher is a hale and hearty old man with immortal demeanor, he was even more indifferent, and said with a smile:

"Dao Yi's opponent is Zhou Haotian, and the rest are insignificant."

Everyone looked at the arena curiously, because Zhou Daoyi's physique close to Daoist was just a legend, and he had never seen it with his own eyes.

"This Zhang Daoyi is really unlucky!"

Only Ye Tiangang and Li Buhuan looked at each other, and they both saw a playful look in each other's eyes.

"Friend Daoist, you'd better go down, you won't be my opponent." Zhang Daoyi said very politely.

"Oh? Really, I thought it was so good to be close to Dao by nature, but it turned out to be nothing more than that." Lin Beichen shook his head.

His right hand suddenly waved in the void!
In an instant, the void continued to collapse, and space fragments flew.

"What is this, who is this person?"

The head of Meridian Valley yelled, his face changed drastically, at this moment he finally felt threatened.

"The Great Dao Mill, suppress everything, the gate of the void!"

Zhou Haotian was the first to recognize the gate of the void, and he also took a breath. Lin Beichen actually built the gate of the void on the spot, which is simply unimaginable!
"Boom--"

A translucent avenue mill about ten feet in length descended and pressed directly on Zhang Daoyi's back. His complexion changed suddenly and his breathing became short of breath.

Lin Beichen carried a millstone of three feet on his back, while he was ten feet!

"You, you are so shameless!"

Zhang Dao's face turned green and pale, all the pressure of the Great Dao Mopan was on him, and his realm fell crazily.

The pinnacle of holding pills!
Finally, Zhang Daoyi felt that his strength had dropped two realms, and his face turned pale.

Because the arena was too small, the closer to the gate of the void, the stronger the suppression, and he had no way of escaping.

"Skills are inferior to others, I admit defeat!"

Zhang Daoyi gritted his teeth, but was sent directly back to the ground by the ring, and the pressure on his body was suddenly released just as he fell to the ground.

At this moment, the entire Yuan Magnetic Mountain.

The whole place was silent!

They seem to see that a new martial arts star is rising, and the former geniuses are falling one by one!

An unexpected dark horse stood out from the contestants!

The disciples and elders of Meridian Valley were even more downcast.

Zhang Daoyi's master, the expression on his face is even more exciting, blushing.

Just now he was still saying that Zhang Daoyi's opponent was Zhou Haotian, and he looked like he was going to win, but in the blink of an eye he directly surrendered to an unknown person!

"No.30 arena, Lin Yulong wins, Zhang Dao loses! The winner, Lin Yulong!"

Following the referee's announcement, all eyes on the field turned to Lin Beichen again.

In those eyes, there was curiosity, disdain, shock, and jealousy...

Zhang Daoyi's defeat by Lin Beichen meant that this Lin Beichen stepped on Zhang Daoyi's reputation to rise to the top!
After defeating the two opponents with one blow again, Lin Beichen was quite helpless. The strength of the two behind them was not as good as Chen Badao and Zhang Daoyi.

It seems that luck is also very important in the ranking of this talent match.

Lin Beichen's eyes turned to Ye Tiangang, who was fighting against Emperor Jian.

Although Ye Tiangang's strength is terrifying, his realm is inferior to that of Emperor Jianyi.

Moreover, Emperor Jianyi seemed to have the secret technique of interfering with spiritual weapons, which was quite difficult. In a confrontation, Ye Tiangang was blown off the stage.

However, Di Jianyi also paid a painful price, his chest was pierced.

However, there are special spiritual tools and magic circles used to repair the body on the field. It won't take long for the contestants' bodies to recover without affecting the next game.

"In the next round, the top eight will advance to the top four, and the No. 30 arena, Lin Yulong will face Wang Teng!"

After a brief silence, the audience suddenly boiled.

The reason is because the Southern Region where Wang Teng is located is the most affluent region in the entire martial arts world. This time when Wang Teng came to Zhongzhou, hundreds of people from the Wang Family of the Southern Region came!

In addition to Wang Teng's followers, there are nearly a thousand supporters of Wang Teng this time.

One is the number one genius in the Southern Region, and he has a great reputation.

The other is the most outstanding dark horse in this grand event. When the two collide like comets, it will inevitably cause an uproar.

"Lin Beichen actually entered the top eight? Oh my god, this shit luck is too good!"

Ma Yiling had been paying attention to Wang Teng's arena before, and did not notice the situation in other arenas.

Wang Teng was promoted to the top eight, and Ma Yiling was very happy.

In fact, she secretly planned in her heart to see if she could climb up to Wang Teng's tall branch, and then ask Yun Zhantian to kick him off!
"Isn't the person in the ring just Lin Beichen? What else is he called Lin Yulong? Do you think I don't know anyone?" Ma Yiling looked disdainful.

"What? His name is Lin Beichen? Lin Beichen is a super genius in the martial arts list!" One of Wang Teng's followers said with a pale face.

"He's the only fucking genius? My young master can crush him to death with one finger. An ant from the mundane world, his luck is at an end!" Ma Yiling sarcastically said disdainfully.

Yun Zhantian also nodded, and said with a smile: "Before this kid taunted Young Master Wang on the road, and even said that he would slap Young Master Wang to death on the ring, he really overestimated himself."

"That's right, Mr. Wang Teng might make it even have no chance to admit defeat." Ma Yiling and the people from the Wang family smiled and sarcastically.

"Tianji Pavilion and Dazhou Bank, now start betting on the final eighth contest!"

Someone shouted in the crowd, and immediately the crowd became restless, and the Wang family members were all gearing up and excited.

The Southern Region is the most affluent place in the martial arts world, and even Zhongzhou cannot compare with it.

And the Wang family is the No. [-] family in the southern region, rich as a country!
This time the Wang family brought a lot of golden crystal cards issued by the Great Zhou Bank, and one card can be exchanged for 300 million spirit stones.

These members of the Wang family rushed towards the huge gambling table like a tide, betting on Wang Teng's victory one after another.

As for some of the other contestants, there were also some who believed that Lin Yulong might be the final winner, and that the dark horse would be black to the end.

"Lin Yulong vs. Wang Teng, the betting is almost over! The current odds are [-] to [-], is there any more bets?" shouted the banker of Da Zhou Bank.

One to ten, such a disparity in probability was naturally brought up by the Wang family, no one thought that Lin Yulong could win against Wang Teng.

"Master, should we place a bet?" Li Buhuan was eager to try.

"Let's go, the spirit stone is still very useful. It will be difficult to find it after we leave the martial arts world." Lin Beichen thought for a while.

Although he has no interest in this, since there are spirit stones delivered to his door, he won't make any money for nothing.

He directly took the Qiankun bag and threw it to Li Buchang, saying: "All bets, bet I win!"

As the Qiankun bag was bet on the gambling table, the odds suddenly became one to eight, and the more than 2000 million spirit stones were only pulled down by two points. One can imagine the wealth of the Wang family!
"No. 30 arena, the bets are over and the match begins!" the referee announced.

Immediately, Wang Teng appeared on the stage.

He was dressed in white, as rich as jade, extremely handsome, with a breath of dust.

Wang Teng carried the Excalibur on his back, his hands behind his back, and his footsteps stepped in the void, as if taking a leisurely walk, and landed on the ring.

"My young master is truly a genius in heaven, and he will definitely lead the Wang family to rise and become a family comparable to the great power of Zhongzhou!" Someone in the Wang family looked admiring.

In fact, the Wang family has always had a sense of crisis throughout the generations. They occupy such a rich place, and if they do not have the corresponding force, they will not be able to defend it at all.

"Lin Yulong, do you still remember me?" Wang Teng smiled faintly, "Back then you said you would slap me to death on the road, but now is your chance."

"Indeed, your luck is not very good, my words are about to come true." Lin Beichen was noncommittal.

"I have to say, your mouth is really annoying. I, Wang Teng, have practiced the Sword Art of Zhantian for 23 years. I don't know how many people with low mouths have been killed. Today, your mouth, I will cut it off!"

Wang Teng's face was full of rebellion, and the divine sword behind him was also whistling, trembling in the scabbard.

"Wang Teng, have you ever thought about your own failure?"

Suddenly, Lin Beichen looked down, and smiled inexplicably: "The odds are 400 to [-], I bet [-] million, that is to say, if you lose, your Wang family will pay nearly [-] million spirit stones!"

"Even if it is your Wang family's wealth, it will go bankrupt, right?" Lin Beichen said with a smile.

"I will lose? Hehe, you still"

Wang Teng hadn't finished speaking the word "tender" when Jue's eyes suddenly blurred, and Lin Beichen suddenly disappeared into the air.

"not good!"

Wang Teng was startled suddenly. Just as he was about to retreat, a sense of dizziness and powerlessness in his mind suddenly permeated his whole body.

"Snapped!"

A loud slap suddenly resounded through the audience.

(End of this chapter)