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This was completely instilled with some sort of train of thought. His eyes flashed as he recalled the scene where Li Family's Fourth Lang had accepted some sort of seal to raise his cultivation.

"He must have been controlled!"

As he muttered to himself and sized up the surrounding evil spirit masters, his thoughts were broken by a voice.

"Young genius, what did you call me before?"

The voice originated from the red robed man. Lin Hu smiled brilliantly. "Old monster in red robes."

A young man of the Martial Spirit Realm had dared to confront a Martial King of who knows how many stages. Moreover, his words were full of humiliation and not the slightest bit of fear.

Just based on their courage alone, the crowd in the Cloud City nodded their heads in agreement, including the Martial Kings present.

At this moment, Lin Fan's thin neck shrunk and he squatted in the middle of the crowd. However, he was unable to escape the gaze of the red robed figure above.

"Fatty, what about you?"

Hearing this hoarse voice, Lin Skinny's crouching body began to shake. He didn't want to stand up at all, but under his surprised gaze, the crowd automatically parted to form a path.

He silently cursed at this scene. The skinny Lin who had stood up rubbed his big belly with his two fat hands and chuckled.

"The red-robed old man is unrivaled; the red-robed old man is the strongest in Cloud City."

He chuckled as his eyes became a slit. His words were filled with flattery. He lowered his head and nodded at the red robed figure.

However, under the furious gazes of the crowd, they saw that thin Lin seemed to have repeated the scene back then at the Lin Family, as he turned around and sat there with his butt raised.

Upon seeing this, Lin Hu immediately shouted, "Quick, back away from the ten meter range!"

Upon hearing Lin Hu's words, everyone was filled with shock. Could it be that they were going to unleash a powerful technique? But how could ten meters be enough to quickly jump a distance of thirty meters and hand the field to this skinny Lin.

He saw Lin Skinny who had lifted his skin up high, not noticing that the person from the front had closed his eyes. His cheeks puffed up as if he had used up all of his strength, and he stood rooted to the spot.

"Holy shit!" "The Lin Family is truly amazing."

"That's right, one was a prodigy with a golden martial spirit, the other was not inferior to him in combat. That white stream of air might be the blade qi from the legends."

"Not only that, this unremarkable looking fatty is also from the Lin Family!"

"Impressive!"

"I feel like we might need to stand farther away!" The exclamation came out of his mouth and he retreated another ten meters.

Someone took the initiative to retreat. Everyone retreated ten meters back. At this moment, they were already forty meters away from Skinny Forest.

Lin Wushuang and the rest looked at each other and nodded their heads. Just like Lin Hu, they stood forty meters away.

The Martial Kings up above also had a surprised expression on their faces. They wanted to see what shocking martial skills this level one stage Martial Spirit fatty could use.

Lin Dong was completely unaware of the crowd's distance from him. His tightly gripped hands seemed to have been brewing for a long time, before they instantly opened with incomparable joy, as his tiny eyes instantly opened wide.

"Pfft ~ ~!"

Amidst the shocked gazes of the crowd, a long and uninterrupted voice rang out, resounding through the air for at least ten breaths.

His entire body was trembling as he closed his eyes as if he was in extreme comfort. After taking a deep breath, he felt an endless aftertaste.

"This guy seems very comfortable!"

"That's right!" This must have been held in for a long time. "1

The Yan Clan's elder had survived this battle, but his entire body was covered in blood. At this moment, he stroked his beard and nodded, "If this old man guessed correctly, his body is as light as a swallow, he would definitely be enjoying himself like a god."

"Old Yan is right!"

The cheeks of thin Lin's closed eyes trembled for a moment. Finally, he slowly opened his eyes and looked at his surroundings with a hazy gaze.

He was stupefied by this scene. It was as if he was wearing a pair of underpants, standing in a land of ice and snow at the extreme north. A wave of coldness spread from his feet all the way to his feet, then to the top of his head.

The group of people forty meters away looked at him quietly. He also looked at everyone forty meters away. He slowly turned around, trembling.

Finally, he gathered up his courage and took a deep breath. Then, a smile appeared on his face, and his eyes narrowed to the smallest detail. He could no longer see his eyes.

The eyes of the Martial King in the sky clearly revealed killing intent. The killing intent revealed by the ten Martial Kings could be imagined just how terrifying they would be when facing a person of the Martial Spirit Realm.

"Does it smell good?"

With just a short sentence, he looked at the figure above with a smile. "Fragrance." "Fragrant."

The corners of his mouth were trembling, but he was no longer listening. Traces of water dripped from his trembling legs to the ground.

Seeing this, Lin Hu immediately covered his eyes. The onlookers did not smile, but what they did not expect was that the martial skill they thought to be extremely powerful had produced a dragon.

As the word 'incense' was spoken, the Nine Lives Martial Kings above all unleashed a punch towards Lin Fan. The resulting martial air cyclone condensed into a tornado of martial energy with a diameter of 20 meters.

The martial qi, mixed with the black qi, came straight at the skinny Lin. Facing this thick stream of air, he sat his butt on the ground and gave birth to a sense of despair.

"It's over, it's over!"

He closed his eyes tight, waiting for death to descend. This whirlwind of air hit anyone who was in the Martial Spirit Realm. They could not leave the bone fragments in the world, so they turned into powder and dissipated into the air.

However, there was no movement after five breaths of time. He waited another five breaths of time and then waited another ten breaths of time. When he discovered that there was no movement, he faintly opened his right eye.

When he discovered the figure in front of him, he let out a breath of air.

The nine Martial Kings supporting the wall in front of them blocked the huge whirlpool. With a joyful expression on their faces, Lin Mu immediately ran towards the group of people from Cloud City.

At this moment, Lin Hu was smiling slightly. Even a Martial King would be frightened by him to such an extent. Now, he finally understood the fatty's courage.

"Don't come near me! "Go away."

Lin Mei'er shouted as she covered her nose. Seeing this, the skinny Lin looked at her crotch with suspicion, then looked at the surrounding people with disdain, causing his old face to turn red.

Even though he was thick-skinned, this was the first time in his life that he had wet his pants in front of so many people. It was inevitable that he would feel embarrassed.

"Hehehe!"

Skinny Lin, who had just escaped from death, was somewhat excited. He took off his pants, revealing a pair of underpants, and ran off into the distance.

Two minutes later he was back.

"How is it?! Am I a Heaven's Pride, Martial Immortal with an unparalleled will? Even when facing ten Martial Kings, I am not the least bit afraid. "

However, at this moment, the crowd did not care about what they had said. Their eyes were filled with a serious look as they looked in front of them with surprise.

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