1726: C1726 One Lamp

C1726 One Lamp

As Lin Shaofeng spoke, a lance suddenly appeared in his hand, although the lance was now in his possession, he had the fate soul of a Gold Alloyed Panther at his feet. Although Lin Shaofeng was young, Qu Jiang did not dare to underestimate him. Unlike those foppish rich kids who had their bodies emptied from drinking too much, Lin Shaofeng was a martial genius himself, and he trained diligently as well.1

Furthermore, like his father, his attack was also ruthless. A person like this could not be underestimated. Regardless of who it might be, they would all have to pay a price for looking down on him. Qu Jiang naturally would not look down on Lin Shaofeng, and at the same time, he was fully focused on him. Because, Qu Jiang had already seen that, regardless if it was the battle between Tang Ao and the Origin realm third floor Ranker, or the battle between Lin Lang and Lin Hucheng, it was obvious that victory or defeat would not be decided in the short term.

It was up to him whether or not they could leave today. Amongst the three divisions, his was the easiest. Tang Ao fought with Peak of Body Tempering Stage Level 9's cultivation level, it was already a miracle that Tang Ao could endure another ten exchanges. On the other hand, it was similarly difficult for Lin Lang and the other two to fight.

This was because Lin Hucheng and the other two had the same cultivation level as Lin Lang, and the same amount of Second level of the Origin realm. If it was one on one, Lin Lang would naturally be able to settle the battle quickly. However, at the moment, he was dealing with three people at once. Although he was a Origin realm third floor warrior, this warrior seemed to be in a state of confusion. He only knew how to attack fiercely. Although Tang Ao was suppressed to the point that he couldn't even retaliate, Tang Ao's nimble body allowed him to hold on for the time being.

Qu Jiang looked at Lin Shaofeng in front of him, his heart exceptionally vigilant. The key to the victory and defeat of today's match lay with him. As long as he could defeat Lin Shaofeng, whether it was by directly supporting Tang Ao or Lin Lang, or by threatening him with Lin Shaofeng's little life, he would be able to break out of this dead end. Only, Qu Jiang knew that it was not that easy to deal with Lin Shaofeng. Taking a deep breath, Qu Jiang also started to fight with Lin Shaofeng.

In the air, the battle between Tang Ao and this Third level of the Origin realm martial artist was extremely intense. This practitioner also cultivated the netherworld exercise, and this person was impressively twice as strong as Patriarch Lin Hucheng. It was just that because Lin Kuangtian had just awakened from his long slumber, his consciousness was still unclear. He could only rely on his combat instincts to continue to fight Tang Ao.

It was just that this was not a good thing, because Tang Ao could tell that Lin Kuangtian's fighting style was not afraid of death nor injury. It was a type of fighting style that completely abandoned defense. Tang Ao was also continuously being suppressed by Lin Kuangtian's berserk fighting style, dodging all over the place. He only had the ability to defend and had no way of fighting back.

Tang Ao knew that such a battle would not be a problem for a short period of time, but as time passed, his own energy consumption would inevitably be much greater than Lin Kuangtian's. So if this continued, the first person to exhaust his energy would definitely be Tang Ao himself, and not Lin Kuangtian. Furthermore, Tang Ao wasn't very optimistic about where Lin Shaofeng, Qu Jiang and the others would battle.

Regardless of whether Lin Lang was defeated or not, Lin Hucheng's side would be able to send several people to deal with him. Right now, it was extremely difficult for Tang Ao to deal with Lin Kuangtian. At this time, as long as he used another Origin realm martial artists, he could become the last straw that could crush a camel to death. To prevent this kind of thing from happening, Tang Ao had two choices.

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