Chapter 122: Wheel Battle (3)
Ling Yue's eyes flashed with excitement, and she stuck out her tongue and licked her dry lips.
"If you don't accept it, you can challenge it." Ling Luo shrugged his shoulders disappreciatively, looking relaxed as if he didn't take the other party seriously at all.
Ling Luo's gaze swept across the huge venue, and there were at least seven or eight people eager to try, including Ling Zihong, who had been brushed down by the fourth order just now, and Ling Die and the others who were fifth order.
The hall is full of flowers, and the gold shop is colorful.
Ling Zhan, who was sitting at the top, was dressed in a majestic snow-colored ink and silver bright battle armor, thick eyebrows flew obliquely into the bun, thick lips were slightly open, and his gray beard moved slightly, and he said in a deep voice: "According to Luo'er's meaning, this year's coming-of-age ceremony, plus a challenge project, if the fourth-order martial artist succeeds in the challenge, he does not need to be assigned to the frontier military camp; Anyone who succeeds in the challenge of a fifth-order martial artist will be rewarded with one hundred taels of gold. As for the Sixth Order, you can do whatever you like. ”
The patriarchs all spoke, and put on attractive conditions, and at least half of the children of the same year began to be eager to try.
Ling Luo looked at Ling Zhan with some disgust, and sighed lightly, "Grandpa, are you trying to exhaust me to death?" ”
Looking at the current situation, it is time to fight a hard wheel war.
Ling Zhan stroked his gray beard, and his eagle-like eyes crossed the look of anticipation, and said, "The old man just wants to see where Luo'er's confidence is." ”
Ling Luo suddenly regretted what he had said just now.
Ling Zhan said in a deep voice: "Pull the battle platform." You can use weapons, compete in duels, and live or die. ”
As soon as these words came out, everyone was in an uproar.
The happiest person is Ling Yue, whether she lives or dies, which means that she can take this opportunity to execute Ling Luo!
The chief elder sitting on the left side frowned slightly, and suggested: "Clan brother, today is an auspicious day for the juniors' coming-of-age ceremony, whether you live or die, this is a bit too much, in case someone dies......
Ling Zhan waved his hand and said in a deep voice, "Great Elder, our Ling family grew up in the battlefield. Now that they are adults, they should fight in a new way. ”
Ling Zhan's sharp gaze slowly swept over his children and grandchildren, and said slowly: "A real strong man must learn to face life and death!" ”
As soon as these words came out, the audience was silent. The overwhelming momentum of the press, no one dared to refute it.
Even Ling Luo was deeply impressed by this grandfather.
"Good!" She stretched out a fist, slowly raised it, her eyes swept over those who were eager to try one by one, and said coldly, "If you have the ability, just come and kill me." Of course, watch out for your little life. ”
Ling Luo stood there, exuding a gloomy aura all over his body, the sky blue water skirt on his body was windless, and a few strands of broken hair hung down from the corners of his forehead, setting off the fresh and refined plain face, with a touching beauty.
Xuanyuan Yu raised his head and looked at her on the stage, his eyes were misty, and the corners of his lips were hooked with a dazzling smile.
She fascinated him.
"Luo'er." His voice cleared, calling her name.
Ling Luo turned his head, and among the thousands of people, he accurately captured his voice, the solemn look on his face faded a lot, and he smiled lightly: "What's the matter?" ”
Xuanyuan Yu beckoned to her, blinking her beautiful peach blossom eyes and smiling mysteriously.
Ling Luo was puzzled, but he still walked down, stood beside Xuanyuan Yu, and asked, "What is the matter?" ”