Lin Qian stood in place, indifferent, just looking at the person who spoke up.

The person who opened his mouth was the bald young man standing at the head of the group, his muscles were tight, and he stretched out his white robe and stuck to his developed muscles. The strong figure made him look like a little giant in that group of people.

Liu Ming, this name Lin Qian has heard, the strength of the inner disciple ranks seventh, and the martial soul is a pair of fist blades, and the characteristic is to strengthen the strength of the physical body.

In addition, when Liu Ming cultivated, he often deliberately exercised his body, and such martial soul characteristics were like a tiger with wings to him.

In terms of hand-to-hand grappling, Liu Ming is the best among the inner disciples.

In the past, in the Vientiane Sect, many disciples compared Lin Qian and Liu Ming, and discussed which of the two had the stronger physical body.

It's just that in the eyes of many inner disciples, Lin Qian's physical body may be much stronger than that of ordinary Nirvana Realm soul martial artists.

But in front of Liu Ming, who has also cultivated the physical body and the characteristics of the martial soul have also strengthened the strength of the physical body, I am afraid that it is not so powerful.

Lin Qian didn't answer, and Lei Gan stepped forward for him: "Liu Ming, why is it different from what was said, backtracking?"

"Yo, isn't this Lei Gan, I heard that you lost at the hands of a kid in the Shape Yuan Realm, and you are not ashamed to recognize others as the boss, originally I didn't believe it, the tenth genius in the inner door, so spineless?" Liu Ming touched the top of his bare head, revealing his big yellow teeth, and mocked Lei Gan wantonly.

Speaking of this, Liu Ming spread out his arms and motioned to the people behind him: "Take a closer look, there are still many of your original Benlei disciples who have come to follow me." ”

Looking at the people behind Liu Ming, Lei Gan did find that there were many people who were originally from his Lei Ministry.

"Wolf-hearted dog-lungs, whatever benefits Senior Brother Lei gets, he will want to share one or two with us, and they are actually ......"

"Forget it, I already knew it, why be angry?" The remaining dozens of disciples of the Benlei Department sighed and shook their heads again and again.

"Besides, it's not noon yet, the challenge hasn't started yet, I want to change the location and method, the rules are like this, how can it be said to be a reversal?"

Before Lei Gan could say anything, Lin Qian suddenly raised his hand to stop him from speaking.

Immediately afterwards, Lin Qian stepped forward and stared at the bald head opposite: "Say, how can you compare?"

Looking at the young man who stepped forward, Liu Ming knew that the other party should be Lin Qian.

"It's simple, group battles. Liu Ming grinned, raised his hand and pointed to the sky, "There is still half an hour before noon, and before it is again, there are as many people as there can be." ”

"Despicable!" Hearing Liu Ming's way of competing, Lei Gan couldn't help but roar.

Group battle is a special way of competition, in fact, Liu Ming changed the competition table to a battlefield ring like No. 36, and Lei Gan vaguely guessed the purpose of the other party.

As the name suggests, a group battle is a competition in which two sides are multi-person scuffle, and the number of people involved by the two sides is generally agreed upon.

Because it is a challenge to compete for the quota of medieval relics, everything can only be decided by Liu Ming.

According to Liu Ming, before noon, the two sides can call as many people as they want.

According to such rules, the situation is really unfavorable to Lin Qian.

Liu Ming's strength as an inner disciple ranked seventh, and the number of inner disciples who followed him was naturally quite a lot, plus the people who followed Lei Gan's Thunder Department in the past, there were five or six hundred.

Just looking at this ring, there are more than 300 people behind Liu Ming.

On the other hand, on Lin Qian's side, counting the Lei Gang who came over, there were only dozens of people.

It's only half an hour before noon, and not to mention how many people can be called, I'm afraid there won't be enough time alone.

"Lin Qian, you can call those wastes from the outer door to come over, there are a lot of bad people. Immediately afterwards, Liu Ming on the opposite side laughed loudly, "The competition can't hurt the opponent's life, but regardless of the disability, it's best to think about it, don't come, go back and break your arm and leg." ”

"Why do you insult the outer disciples, it's waste. Liu Ming's words made Lin Qian's face change, "Haven't you stayed in the outer gate?"

"It's because I've stayed there that I know how much waste there is at the outer gate!" Liu Ming pouted, spreading his hands with an innocent look, "I'm sorry, I just like to tell the truth." ”

"Senior Brother Liu, I'm here!" Suddenly, behind Lin Qian and them, an extremely arrogant and arrogant voice sounded.

Immediately afterwards, another group of people got into the ring and walked directly towards Ben Lei and the others.

This was far more than the number of people in the Ben Lei Department, and they forcibly scattered the people behind Lin Qian.

The inch-haired young man led by this group of people, when he walked by, deliberately bumped into Lei Gan, and said disdainfully: "I don't have a father or a mother, I only know how to rely on my grandfather's mongrel." ”

When he had finished speaking, he whistled and led the crowd away.

Lei Gan stood in place trembling, his teeth rattling, staring at the man's back.

"You actually don't do it?" Seeing Lei Gan's appearance, Lin Qian had a calm face.

Lei Gan took a deep breath, gritted his teeth and said: "Standing in the ring is equivalent to waiting for the competition to start, if I make a move, you will lose." ”

"And I didn't expect that Lei Kuo, who ranked ninth in strength, would actually come to help him. Lei Gan stared at the young man who began to insult, and his voice was hoarse.

The inch-haired young man, wearing a purple robe, led more than 200 people, walked over to Liu Ming with a smile and greeted each other.

Lei Kuo, this person Lin Qian knows, the grandson of Lei Gan's grandfather, Lei Heng's second brother, Lei Xiang.

"It seems that the relationship between these two brothers of the same clan is very poor. Lin Qian looked at Lei Gan with an angry face and thought silently.

"Are you Lin Qian?" Suddenly, there was an inquiry from the opposite side, and Lin Qian looked up, it was that Lei Kuo.

Before Lin Qian could say anything, he saw that Lei Kuo raised his chin and said gloatingly: "I heard that your master Emperor Zhan is dying?" hahaha......

As soon as Lei Kuo finished speaking, Lin Qian's face instantly became gloomy, and his eyes stared at each other coldly.

"What are you staring at? After winning my waste brother, you think you are really some kind of bullshit young emperor?

"It's just relying on your master's name, and when your master dies, what else do you rely on?"

"By the way, isn't it rumored that your master is going to die a long time ago, why haven't you died yet?"

Lei Kuo chattered, but Lin Qian just had a cold face and didn't speak.

"Hmph, cowardice!" Seeing that Lin Qian didn't return his mouth, Lei Kuo sneered, turned his head and chatted with Liu Ming, waiting for noon to come.

Killing intent filled Lin Qian's body.

If it weren't for Master Wei Wushuang, Lin Qian would have died a long time ago!

For Lin Qian, Wei Wushuang was his savior, his mentor, and his reborn parents.

And this Lei Kuo actually dared to insult Wei Wushuang like this, and even said why didn't his master die quickly!

"I'll kill him later, do you mind?" Lin Qian's tone was cold, and he asked Lei Gan coldly.

Lei Gan took a deep breath and laughed out loud: "I will kill with the boss!"