Ling Weiyang

"Woo..." This time, not only the east and west floors, but also the guests in the main building also booed.

Mao Zhenhua was speechless at the moment, choking on Lingling's words.He slapped his chest angrily, and every time he slapped, the golden light was stronger than before.

Triple golden shield body, this is the spiritual art with the best defensive ability among all the contestants so far.Mao Zhenhua was extremely confident in his abilities, and subconsciously raised his eyebrows at Lingling.

"Brother Zhenhua, then I will learn the Mao family's defensive spirit today." After finishing speaking, Lingling turned around and turned into a ball of flower petals.

"My God, what kind of spiritual art is this?", the audience in the west building couldn't help shouting, yes, it was the frequent talking audience in the west building, this person really tried to steal the scene.

Every time they encounter strange, super-burning and dazzling spiritual arts, people in the West Building are always taken aback. Of course, this situation must be understood, after all, some spiritual arts are difficult to achieve in their daily life.

Ma Lingling turned into a cluster of flowers for a while, and then returned to her real body, changing shape and shadow beside Ma Zhenhua. Could this be "Eighteen Lotus Steps of Meteor"?

Strictly speaking, this trick is not a superior spiritual technique, but now is the age of desolation, and there are too few people who can achieve teleportation.Some people may ask, don't you, the contestants of the Spirit Hunting Conference, all fly down from upstairs?

Yes, but basically for a short period of time.Awei is a special case, because he practiced wind spirit technique, he can use the wind force.Of course, other high-level ones such as Dalin can also teleport.However, it is also difficult to perform after exhaustion.

"Sister Lingling, how is it? My defense technique is okay! Can it be broken?"

Mao Zhenhua is still confident.

The petals clustered into Ma Lingling herself, and stopped less than ten meters in front of Mao Zhenhua.

"The Mao family's defensive skills are really powerful, sister, I just spent a little time thinking about it."

Hearing this, Mao Zhenhua felt a little bit in his heart, what does this girl mean?Did you spend a little time thinking about it?No way, maybe he found his own flaw.

Not daring to think too much, Mao Zhenhua used another technique to strengthen his defense.

The audience at the scene scoffed at this, you a big man don't attack to defend?You let a woman attack?To put it nicely, you have to be humble, but to put it badly, is it because you are not strong enough?No respect for the opponent at all.

Suddenly, Mao Zhenhua felt that his spiritual power was intermittent?what's going on?Concentrate again.Hey, where does the aroma come from?

"Brother Zhenhua", Ma Lingling smiled slightly, and said softly, "Your defense skills are very powerful, my petals can't kill you, but you forgot, my flowers have a smell."

Oh, Mao Zhenhua wished he could give himself a few big mouths at this time, so he was careless.

Ma Lingling jumped into the air, turned slightly, and countless plum blossom petals shot towards Mao Zhenhua's golden bell cover. It was so beautiful, there were purple red, pink, light yellow, pure white...

"Plum blossom from the bitter cold".

These plum blossoms grow in the deep mountains and old forests in the Northeast, and are extremely cold-resistant. In addition, Lingling's minor in ice magic, they are extremely lethal.

Click, click, Mao Zhenhua's golden bell shattered instantly.Seeing that the situation was not good, he turned around and fled.

The five-colored plum blossoms pursued closely, and Mao Zhenhua played back "Xiesha Black Nail" to resist, but the situation was over.

Mao Zhenhua felt depressed, it was because she, Ma Lingling, forced me to do so. He bounced several meters high, and his mouth sounded plausible, as if he was reciting some spell.The green energy all over his body overflowed, becoming more and more evil.

Mao Xiaofeng on the rostrum didn't see well, this kid is going to reveal himself now.No, absolutely not, absolutely not let him sacrifice that divine weapon.

"Mao Zhenhua, his skills are not as good as others, and he still keeps fighting."

Just as Mao Zhenhua was about to magnify his move, when Mao Xiaofeng yelled at him, his power was broken immediately, a mouthful of blood spewed out, and he fell limply.

Ma Lingling received the technique, and the entire barrier also dissipated.

"Beep", the referee whistled, and the game ended.

Mao Zhenhua was picked up by someone sent by the Mao family, and Ma Lingling left the show to pay tribute to the audience.There was a burst of applause.

Ye Hongyun congratulated Ma Buyuan, who used almost all the four-character idioms that could be used, and Mao Xiaofeng who was staying next to him felt uncomfortable.Hey, if Mao Zhenhua were to use that magical weapon, how could Ma Lingling be the opponent?Zhenhua was wronged.

After doing some ideological work, Mao Xiaofeng congratulated Ma Buyuan generously.

"Old Mao, it can be seen that Zhenhua is also very good. Today, our family Lingling is still not very sensible, and that child Zhenhua has given up!"

Mao Xiaofeng summed it up, what did Ma Buyuan mean by saying this?Could it be that he saw something?Probably not, the Mao family kept this matter extremely secret, and not many people knew about it.Maybe I was thinking too much.

"Old Ma, Lingling's strength today is obvious to all. You, don't be modest. I will train Zhenhua well when I go back, and I will try my best to ask Lingling for advice next time."

Ye Hongyun was so preoccupied with how to match Ye Honglang and Ma Lingling that he had no time to be distracted.When Mao Xiaofeng saw his virtue, he felt a little disdainful.He didn't even say a polite word to himself.

Lin's residence.

After the game, Mr. Lin and Zirui sat down and drank tea and chatted.Zi Rui didn't know about the fact that the Lin and Ma families got married.

Qizi and Mr. Lin also knew this kid's temper to some extent, so they followed the donkey.So it's best to take it slow.

"Xiao Rui, how did you watch the game just now?"

Mr. Lin took the initiative to pour a cup of tea for Zi Rui.

"Master, what are you doing here? How can you still pour me water? Let my dad know about it, so he can't cut me to death."

"You boy, you haven't stopped for a few days, and your mouth has started to become poor again." Mr. Lin was also speechless.But thinking about it, the impression I gave to the descendants of the Lin family may be the same.I have been used to being serious all my life, but when I get old, I change the style, and the family is not used to it anymore.

"Master, sir, I want to ask you something?" Zirui suddenly became more curious.

Originally, Mr. Lin wanted to naturally lead the topic to Ma Lingling, but Zi Rui wanted to control the topic.Then listen to what he wants to know for the time being.

Seeing that the old man didn't seem to object, Zi Rui hurriedly pursued the victory, "Master, can you tell me about Brother Lin and Brother Lie Ling?"

"You want to know this?" Mr. Lin became serious.

Zi Rui nodded.

"It's okay if you want to know, I can tell you today, but you have to promise me one thing first."

It doesn't feel like a good omen, but if Zi Zi is determined, if there is any big event, he will agree first.So Zirui nodded again.

"Your second sister-in-law wants to introduce someone to you? Xiaoxiao, which girl did you talk to Qizi that day?"

Well, it was a blind date after a long time of quarreling, Zirui was speechless.I'm only so old, I want to go on a blind date...

Zheng Xiaoxiao came over to talk, she knew what the old man was thinking, and she also knew about Lingling.Zirui joked, "That's your Uncle He's niece?"

"Uncle He's niece? Which niece!"

"It's the one who came to our house for dinner!"

"Ah! She! Sister-in-law, what do you think? She is 30 this year, I remember she is several years older than me." Zirui was even more speechless.

"Oh, you don't like older people?" The old man continued to ask this question.