Chapter 10 Hatred

"Isn't this Lin Jian sweeping manure for animals at the livestock peak? Why did you come here if you didn't clean up the feces at the livestock peak? After seeing Lin Jian, Song Ming smiled very happily, especially when talking about the three wordsjia xu peak, his voice seemed extremely harsh and deliberately let the disciples around him hear him.

Song Ming's words really worked. As soon as he heard that Lin Jian had stayed in the livestock peak and did chores on the livestock peak, he suddenly looked at Lin Jian with contemptuous eyes, and he unconsciously wanted to avoid Lin Jian and didn't want to stand with Lin Jian.

No one wants to stay with people who have cleaned the feces for the beast, which seems to reduce their noble status.

"Song Ming is right. Lin Jian, you'd better stay at the livestock peak to clean up the feces. This is not the place you should come! In case there are three long and two short things, it is not a trivial matter to hurt muscles and bones. Song Tianfan "goodwill" reminded.

"You don't have to worry about my business. Take care of yourself on the court. Don't be kicked out before you meet me. That's what you should consider." Lin Jian retorted.

"What an arrogant boy, how dare that boy talk to Brother Song in such a tone. Is he impatient?" Hearing Lin Jian's satire on Song Tianfan, he immediately whispered around.

"I think that boy must have been in the livestock peak for too long. There is something wrong with his brain. Thinking about it, he deals with chickens, ducks, pigs and sheep every day, and he can't think of any problems."

"Haha••This brother is right. I don't think he is a normal person like that!"

The disciples around him pointed to Lin Jian and laughed. Song Tianfan was famous in the outer door. Few people dared to satirize Song Tianfan like that. There are only two kinds of people who dare to talk to Song Tianfan in this tone. The first one is a person who is stronger than Song Tianfan or has comparable strength and status, and the second is a person with abnormal brain. Lin Jian is undoubtedly the second kind in their eyes.

"Well, your teeth are sharp, you'd better pray not to meet me on the court, otherwise I will make you hate and humiliate you today!" Song Tianfan said in a cold voice.

"This is not a vegetable market. Please be quiet!" The elder in charge of the battle here shouted.

Hearing the elder's shouting, the disciples who were still making noise around suddenly did not dare to make noise and shut up timidly. The originally noisy environment suddenly calmed down under the elder's drink.

"Now let's start arranging the duel." The elder looked indifferent, and then reached out and took out two number plates from the container at will, "No. 1 ring, No. 325 Leihong vs. 869 Leihu."

When Lei Hong and Lei Hu heard the news, they squeezed out of the crowd and came to the elders. They respectfully took the number plate, but both of them looked bitter, and the two were obviously brothers.

Next, the elder took out some number plates from the container one after another, but Lin Jian still did not hear his own numbers, including Song Ming and Song Tianfan.

"No. 48 ring, No. 1024 Lin Jian vs. No. 565 Song Ming."

"What! My opponent is Lin Jian!" Song Ming's face suddenly became cloudy and became extremely ugly. He dared to humiliate Lin Jian without hesitation because his eldest brother Song Tianfan was by his side. Song Ming had always been worried about Lin Jian's injury a month ago, but his own talent was mediocre and did not dare to retaliate against Lin Jian by himself, so he could only rely on Song Tianfan. If his eldest brother had fought against Lin Jian, he would have been very happy, but instead of himself, he would suddenly be afraid.

"What? Scared? If you are timid to say it, I may also consider taking it easy. Song Ming's face changed and did not escape Lin Jian's eyes. Lin Jian made a sarcastic voice.

"Will I be afraid of you, the one who cleans animal feces? Dream!" Song Ming roared fiercely. Then he strode to the elder and took the number plate.

"Well, just don't be afraid." Lin Jian's face was cold, and he also took the number plate from the elder.

"Brother, what should I do? Lin Jian hates me to the bone. I'm afraid that he will not only humiliate me on the court, but also take my life. Song Ming supported the scene just to save face. In fact, he was afraid, and there were regulations on the outer door. It was not a violation of the rules of the door to take the opponent's life on the test field!

Lin Jian stood not far away from Song Tianfan and Song Ming, with a sneer on his face. God really helped him. No matter how Song Tianfan helped him, as long as Song Ming played, he would definitely die today! He has long been murderous to the brothers Song Ming and Song Tianfan.

To be kind to your enemy is to be cruel to yourself!

"Don't worry, I have a unique Qinggang sword here." Song Tianfan also knows that their brother has had a grudge against Lin Jian. As long as he catch the opportunity at any time, Song Tianfan will never let Lin Jian go. Similarly, as long as he is caught by Lin Jian, he will never let go of their brother.

This is a tacit matter for the three of them.

Song Tianfan stretched out his hand, and his palm flashed, and a long sword with green light suddenly appeared in the palm of his hand out of thin air.

"Storage bag!" Lin Jian's dark eyes shrank slightly, and Song Tianfan was able to take out his long sword out of thin air, which was definitely due to the storage bag.

"This is the strongest magic weapon I once used to be - the Qinggang Sword, which is forged by Qinggang fine iron and is extremely sharp. After my long-term cultivation, 10,000 psionic energy has been injected into it. If used properly, its strength is even comparable to the peak master of the spiritual realm. As long as you have a green steel sword in your hand, you will definitely kill Lin Jian's child, and you will have to avenge the last time. Song Tianfan picked up the green steel sword and briefly introduced it.

Fang - a quantitative word that specifically quantifies psionic energy, one psionic energy can stimulate a small fireball, and the spiritual energy contained in a blood crystal is also a spiritual energy.

"The exquisite Qinggang Sword, Song Tianfan is indeed worthy of being the top disciple of the outer door. The storage bags and exquisite objects are not bad. If it hadn't been for my other adventure in the livestock peak, that pile of treasures alone could have crushed me to death." Lin Jian frowned tightly.

"Thank you, brother. With this green steel sword, I will definitely be able to kill Lin Jian's child with my own hands!" Song Ming was happy and took the Qinggang Sword excitedly. In fact, he had coveted his eldest brother's unique weapon for a long time. A good magic weapon can greatly improve the attack power of practitioners.

"Haha••Lin Jian, today is the time of your death!" Holding the Qinggang sword in the palm of his hand and feeling the temperature of the Qinggang sword, Song Ming suddenly doubled his confidence, swept away the haze, and was no longer afraid of Lin Jian.

"It's not up to you to decide who dies and who lives, but me." Lin Jian sneered at the corners of his mouth, and then walked to the No. 48 ring first.

"Arrogant boy!" Song Ming snorted coldly and also walked to the ring.

No.48 ring is not far from here, and it is just close to the side. After a while, Lin Jian and Song Ming walked to the ring at the same time.

The battle between Lin Jian and Song Ming attracted the attention of many people here. After all, from the beginning, only Lin Jian, Song Ming and Song Tianfan made the most trouble. Those who have not been read their names or have ended the battle have turned their eyes to the No. 48 ring.

Watching the decisive battle between a pair of enemies is much more exciting than watching ordinary battles.

Song Tianfan stared at Lin Jian and Song Ming in the No. 48 ring, and his dark eyes flowed with the light of confidence. He believed that with the help of Song Ming's Qinggang Sword, Lin Jian would definitely die. Although he can't kill Lin Jian with his own hands, it is also a good result to see his brother kill Lin Jian with his own eyes.

"Lin Jian, today is your death anniversary next year! Today, I will kill you with this green steel sword to avenge that day!" Song Ming's face flashed ferociously. Qinggang is in hand. In his opinion, it is not difficult to kill Lin Jian.

"It's a pity that you will only die." Lin Jian sneered.

"It's not a big deal!"

Song Ming was too lazy to talk nonsense with Lin Jian. With the Qinggang sword in his hand, his confidence soared countless times. When he looked at the whole outer door, he didn't have many objects, let alone excellent objects. What's more, Qinggang Sword has been cultivated by Song Tianfan, and its quality is also among the best among the best objects. Even if Song Ming is not talented, as long as he has a powerful magic weapon, he can still walk across the realm of enlightenment!

Holding the green steel sword in his hand, Song Ming rushed forward quickly. The wind was blowing, with the green steel sword with light green light. The fierce sword, the cold murderous intention came to his face, and even the air flowed with the cold murderous intention, and quickly stabbed Lin Jian's heart door with lightning.

"Go to hell!"

Lin Jian stood there coldly. When Song Ming quickly stabbed him, he did not move; when Song Ming rushed forward and the cold green steel was about to stab him, he still did not move!

Lin Jian, a disciple who was watching under the stage, seemed to be scared and dumbfounded. It must be the power of the Qinggang Sword, and he was so scared that he even forgot to avoid it.

Song Tianfan couldn't help smiling at the corners of his mouth. After all, Lin Jian was still too young. How could the disciple who had just entered the outer door keep calm under the power of the best weapon?

But they were all wrong. Just when Song Ming held Qinggang in his hand and was about to stab Lin Jian, Lin Jian finally moved!

His body just tilted slightly to the side, seemingly dull movements, but coincidentally dodged Song Ming's sword, and in an instant, Lin Jian, who missed Song Ming's attack, raised his hand and punched him without any fancy prelude. Just a simple punch hit Song Ming's heart in an instant.

There is no sound, no explosion, everything is so quiet and quiet.

However, Song Ming's fierce expression completely solidified in an instant. Looking at Lin Jian's eyes, he was so unbelievable, so unwilling, so incredible!

"Ah!" Song Ming looked up to the sky and screamed in pain, and even blood had not spewed out.

"Bum!" The body suddenly split apart and exploded into a ball of mud.

In an hour, the whole audience was silent. The disciples under the stage held their breath, and the atmosphere did not dare to breathe. The air seemed to solidify. Before they could even see Lin Jian's movements clearly, Song Ming was smashed to pieces.

"I'll take this sword!" Lin Jian picked up the green steel sword from the ground.

"Ah! Lin Jian, I'm going to crush your ashes and smash your body!" After three seconds of stunned, Song Tianfan woke up and let out the most resentful roar.

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