Chapter 44: The Day of the Duel

At this time, the sun was already hanging in the sky, and under the scorching sun, it was the location of the Qishan faction's battle platform.

At this time, the battle platform was already surrounded by people, all of whom were disciples of the Qishan faction, and on a pavilion not far away, there was a stand, where Zhao Qian and other high-level figures of the Qishan faction were located.

Today is the day of the duel between Ling Changkong and Liang Mingzhi, and they are all attracted by this duel.

"Why hasn't that waste volley been there yet? We've been waiting here all morning, do you want us to wait an afternoon? ”

Under the scorching sun, some people had long been dissatisfied, and at this time, one person opened his mouth to complain, in his eyes, even if Ling Changkong was now higher than his cultivation, he was still a waste.

"That is, it is very likely that he will be frightened by Senior Brother Liang and dare not come, after all, Senior Brother Liang is talented and talented, and now he is in the Triple Realm of Xuanling, and Ling Changkong's waste is to use the strength to eat milk, and it can't compare to Senior Brother Liang. ”

After the first person to speak started up, the others also began to complain and sarcastically, and one of the official disciples said that while belittling Ling Changkong, he also "inadvertently" slapped Liang Mingzhi on the back.

"Yes. ”

"This senior brother is right. ”

And after that person, the other disciples immediately reacted, and they all responded to the harmony, even if Liang Mingzhi's cultivation was very poor, even Liang Mingzhi's identity was worthy of them doing this.

And on the platform surrounded by all the disciples, Liang Mingzhi sat cross-legged on it, his eyes closed, but he didn't cultivate, thinking about how to torture Ling Changkong, when he suddenly heard the people in the audience say this, he couldn't help but hook the corners of his mouth and slowly opened his eyes.

Outside the battle platform, the disciples saw that Liang Mingzhi actually opened their eyes, and they quickly understood that their slapping just now had an effect, and the sound of slapping the horses in the audience became even more noisy.

"Senior Brother Liang is suave and talented, where can Ling Changkong's waste be compared. ”

"I think that Ling Changkong's waste must have been intimidated by Senior Brother Liang's majestic posture and hid, otherwise why hasn't he come yet!"

"Hehe, even if that waste comes, he will only obediently kneel and beg for mercy, crying for his father and mother. ”

"Yes to ......"

......

Outside the battle platform, in all directions, a series of sycophants were like arrows breaking through the air, flying densely, patting Liang Mingzhi's slightly pale face, which actually made Liang Mingzhi's face slightly ruddy, and his eyes flashed, as if he had seen Ling Changkong being trampled under his feet and begging for mercy.

"Everyone, be quiet. ”

Liang Mingzhi stood up, raised his two arms and pressed them weakly, and all the disciples in the audience suddenly entered, staring at Liang Mingzhi one after another, which made Liang Mingzhi feel even more high-spirited.

"I made an agreement with Ling Changkong that we would compete on the battle platform in a month, and if he dared not come, he would be at my disposal, and even the sect would not interfere, which is why I invited the head of the sect and the elders to testify. ”

Seeing that all the disciples were quiet, Liang Mingzhi spoke again, and at the same time pointed to Zhao Qian and the others in the stands not far away, and then the disciples understood that Zhao Qian and they were here for this matter.

In his heart, he could only secretly say that Ling Changkong was unlucky, but he didn't expect Liang Mingzhi to do such a desperate thing, but they naturally wouldn't show anything about it.

"So, don't worry, Ling Changkong's waste will definitely come back, if he dares not to come, hehe, I will treat him as a dog, and everyone will be satisfied." ”

Liang Mingzhi said with confidence, and then inadvertently looked in a certain direction, Huang Tengfei stood there, and next to Huang Tengfei, there was also a young woman, goose yellow clothes set off her beauty.

This woman knew Huang Tengfei's niece, Liang Mingzhi's concubine, Liang Mingzhi wanted to kill Ling Changkong, mostly because of her, so on the day of the duel, Liang Mingzhi specially asked their uncle and nephew to watch from the sidelines.

"Okay, with Senior Brother Liang's words, we can rest assured, we will see here how Ling Changkong's waste kneels and begs for mercy. ”

As soon as Liang Mingzhi's words fell, the voices of the audience came out, and everyone blushed and was passionate, as if they were very excited.

In the stands, Zhao Qian not only frowned slightly when he saw this scene, but he didn't say anything, he still sat there, talking and laughing with the two old men beside him.

These two old men are the existence of the Qishan faction second only to Zhao Qian, the sword elder and the law enforcement elder, and at this time, there is still one person standing behind the sword elder, it is Li Xuanming.

While talking to Zhao Qian, the law enforcement elder also looked at Liang Mingzhi on the battle platform from time to time, nodded slightly, and seemed to be very satisfied.

Whatever others think, the law enforcement elders really think so.

In addition to Zhao Qian and the three of them, there were other elders in the stands, but none of their status could be compared to the Sword Elder and the Law Enforcement Elder.

Just when everyone was scrambling to pat Liang Mingzhi's ass, a tall figure suddenly appeared on the edge of the square, it was Ling Changkong who had just returned, he looked coldly at the disciples in the square, as well as Liang Mingzhi on the battle platform, and even the high-level figures in the stands, only when he looked at Zhao Qian, there was some change in his eyes.

Probably everyone sensed Ling Changkong's gaze, and the square suddenly fell silent, and then they all turned to look at Ling Changkong.

I saw that Ling Changkong's thin body was wrapped in yellow clothes, this was the clothing of the official disciples of the Qishan Sect, there was nothing special, but it made him look more upright.

The face was delicate, and there was a hint of a smile on the corner of his mouth, but he didn't know whether it was a smile or a sneer, but this was quickly ignored by everyone, and they quickly looked at Ling Changkong's eyes, which seemed ordinary, but in fact they were deep, and sometimes there were flashes of essence, which made people a little unable to see through.

"He's Ling Changkong, that piece of waste. ”

"Waste, you're finally here, we've all been waiting all morning. ”

"Waste, don't be rubbing, hurry up and get on the battlefield. ”

......

It was just quiet for a while, and soon there was a commotion again, and everyone saw it to Ling Changkong, their faces full of contempt, and they dared to invite Liang Mingzhi to fight for this point of cultivation.

Ling Changkong just glanced at them lightly, and didn't care, he knew that he didn't say anything now, only on the battle platform, using Liang Mingzhi to prove himself and wash away his shame.

Finally taking a step, Ling Changkong slowly walked towards the battle platform in the center of the square, and the disciples consciously stopped sarcastic, silently made a way, and saluted all the way.

After a while, Ling Changkong came to the bottom of the battle platform, and his eyes fell on Liang Mingzhi on the battle platform, very calm.

"Come up, come up and die!"

Liang Mingzhi pointed at Ling Changkong's nose and shouted condescendingly, in his eyes, Ling Changkong was already a dead man.

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