Chapter 5 Who is the waste

"Life?"

Yang Tie froze.

Su Wanyu's expression changed dramatically. "Master, enough. Don't make any more trouble."

"Ha-ha."

At this moment, Yang Xiao laughed wildly, "Ling Yun, do you think that you could scare me by resisting the elder just now? So you deliberately put forward the bet and let me cancel the previous one?

Then I can only tell you that you are too na茂ve. And the waste like you can have previous performance all because of the treasure.

But this treasure, even if it is used by a Wu Zhe, consumes a lot, let alone you. I think now that your energy and spirit must be overdrawn. Why are you still bluffing?"

Ling Yun was speechless for a while.

This Yang Xiao really was an idiot.

Seeing him not speaking, Yang Xiao was even more confident about his speculation, showing his pride and coldness, "Once we make the bet on life, it cannot be undone until the duel is completed."

"Don't..."

Su Wanyu felt worse.

Yang Xiao became more decisive when he saw the situation, "Want to regret it? I'm sorry. It's too late. Ling Yun, I accept the bet."

Su Wanyu's face turned pale, and her heart sank to the bottom.

"It's over."

Other disciples of the Bailu Sect were also desperate.

How could Ling Yun defeat Yang Xiao? This was purely a deadly bet.

As for regretting?

It was Ling Yun himself who put forward the bet under the witness of the public.

"Ling Yun, you are really hopeless."

Qu Guangtong sneered.

He was eager to see that Ling Yun was killed by Yang Xiao.

"Come and sign the death warrant."

On the other side, Yang Tie didn't give Ling Yun any chance to regret it. He took the pen and paper and signed the warrant.

Yang Xiao quickly wrote his own name, and then sneered at Ling Yun, "Waste, it's your turn."

"Who is the waste calling?"

Ling Yun stared at Yang Xiao coldly.

"The waste is calling you."

Yang Xiao replied subconsciously.

As soon as he finished speaking, he noticed something was wrong.

At this moment, the expressions of all the people were very strange. They all wanted to laugh but did not dare to do so.

Yang Xiao's answer was exactly referring himself a waste.

"How dare you play tricks with me before your death?"

Realizing that he had been tricked, Yang Xiao's face darkened. "Come and sign the warrant, or not only will you die, the whole Bailu Sect will be affected because of you."

"Since you can't wait to die, then I can fulfill you."

Ling Yun shook his head and signed his name on the warrant.

"Watch it!"

Seeing Ling Yun's sign, Yang Xiao was extremely excited. And a flash of cruelty flashed in his eyes. He immediately launched an attack on Ling Yun.

His shot was extremely venomous, and his fist went straight to Ling Yun's temple.

If this hit Ling Yun, he would either die or be disabled.

In the blink of an eye, Yang Xiao was close to Ling Yun.

"Master!"

Disciples of Bailu Sect all turned anxious.

Even if they hated Ling Yun, he was still the master of Bailu Sect.

There were many disciples of Bailu Sect who couldn't help closing their eyes and couldn't bear to see the scene how Ling Yun was killed.

Yang Xiao became happier.

However, when he saw his fist approaching Ling Yun's temple, he suddenly felt a blur in front of him.

Before he could react, a huge force hit his belly.

Unexpectedly, Yang Xiao was kicked three or four meters away by Ling Yun on the spot, and fell to the ground awkwardly.

This scene happened too suddenly, Yang Xiao was stunned.

Not only him, but everyone else was just as dead-headed, almost wondering if they were dazzled.

This Ling Yun actually not only avoided Yang Xiao's attack, but also kicked Yang Xiao to the ground?

But Ling Yun's spirit power should be exhausted by the treasure and couldn't attack again.

For the shock of the crowd, Ling Yun was not at all concerned.

Just now he used the Dijiang Figure Method. If this could not beat Yang Xiao, he might as well finish himself.

"If I'm waste, who are you? The garbage inferior to waste?"

He looked coldly at Yang Xiao and said.

"Ah! I'm going to kill you!"

Yang Xiao was so angry that he lost his reason, and his spiritual powers went crazy in his body.

Bang!

The air was turbulent, and then a black bear phantom floated above Yang Xiao's head.

With the phantom appearing, the terrible storm waves swept away, blowing the tables around him.

"The soul."

Suddenly, everyone around them couldn't help taking a deep breath.

This Xiao Yang seemed to be really irritated. To deal with such a waste of Ling Yun, he used the soul.

The soul?

Ling Yun's dark pupil reflected a cold flash.

"With just level one of soul, a third-level Wu Zhe dare to show off in front of me."

He snorted in his heart.

If there was a Wu Shi using the soul, according to his current situation, he really could not take it.

After all, his body was weak now.

However, Yang Xiao was only a third-level Wu Zhe, and his use of the soul was too superficial.

For such people, Ling Yun had so many ways to cope with.

"Go dead."

Yang Xiao controlled the soul and rushed to Ling Yun.

Ling Yun relied on the consciousness of fight to step back and easily avoided the Black Bear Soul.

Yang Xiao speeded up the attack.

However, no matter how he attacked Ling Yun, Ling Yun could avoid it.

Gradually, Yang Xiao couldn't help being mad, "Ling Yun, if you have the courage, don't hide. Fight with me directly!"

Hearing this, let alone the people of Bailu Sect despising him, even the people from Wanxiang Sect were ashamed.

Yang Xiaotang was a Wu Zhe, using the soul to deal with such a waste of Lingyun, and even let him do not hide.

How shameless would he be to say that!

Ling Yun's answer was even more astounding.

"As you wish."

Between speeches, Ling Yun once again used Dijiang Figure Method, and his figure disappeared suddenly.

Yang Xiao just felt a flash of afterimage. And before he reacted, a powerful shock came from the back of his knee.

The next moment, Yang Xiao suddenly lost his balance and kneeled on the ground.

At the same time, Ling Yun's voice came into his ear. "Who is the waste?"

"Ah!"

Yang Xiaoru roared like a wounded beast.

He felt unparalleled humiliation.

In the past, he always looked down on Ling Yun.

But now, he knelt before the waste.

This was really a shame.

"Ling Yun!"

Immediately, he clenched his fist and stared at Ling Yun with great resentment. "I, Yang Xiao, will remember today in my heart. One month later, in the Zhulu Battle, I will step you on the soles of my feet and return the shame today back to you in ten times."

The Zhulu Battle was a contest of martial arts for younger generations of Bailu County.

At that time, the elites of the major sects in Bailu County would compete with each other.

This was related to the fate of the major sects.

People that performed better would gain prestige, resources, and status. And those that performed poorly would be hit hard.

"You? A rubbish kneeling at my feet?"

Ling Yun said indifferently.

Yang Xiao squeaked his teeth. "Ling Yun, watch your words. Then not only you, I promise, but also all disciples of Bailu Sect participating in the battle will eventually lie down on the platform.

Besides, your sister seems to care much about you? One day, I will turn her into my woman and let her kneel under me..."

Ling Yun completely turned angry.

In fact, he didn't intend to kill Yang Xiao at first. He just wanted to teach him a lesson.

But Yang Xiao's remarks really triggered his intention of killing.

Before letting Yang Xiao to finish his words, Ling Yun suddenly kicked Yang Xiao down and stepped on his throat.