Reborn 80,000 Years

After Yang Chen finished speaking, he turned around and left, leaving behind a group of passers-by, all stunned, as if they hadn't recovered from what they just said.

"He... just said that he would bet on himself to win? Did I hear you right?" A person pinched his face, as if suspecting that he was dreaming.

"Damn, isn't this guy too confident?"

"That's right, doesn't he know his own strength? Li Ling is a fourth-level warrior, so he seems to be only a second-level warrior? No matter how lucky he is, he can't beat a fourth-level warrior!"

"Hey, I think he doesn't want to lose face, he's just pretending to be tough. We'll fight later, and I'll see if he can still be so confident!"

A group of people whispered, during the Cold War, they put all their money on Li Ling.

Snapped!

At this moment, Liu Yishui suddenly took a gold ticket, and said with a smile: "This thousand gold coins, beat Master Yang for me!"

Snapped!

Imperial Physician Li also bet on a golden ticket: "I also bet one thousand, betting on Miracle Doctor Yang!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone was astonished, and they looked at them incredulously: "Master Liu, Imperial Physician Li, are you... sure you want to beat Yang Chen to win?"

"Is there any question?" Liu Yishui asked with a smile.

"No." The man said quickly: "Just let me remind you two, this Yang Chen is only a second-level warrior, while his opponent Li Ling is a fourth-level warrior. It might be unwise for Yang Chen to win."

The man gave a dry laugh and said.

"Really?" Imperial Physician Li smiled and said, "Miraculous Physician Yang is a first-level martial artist, and we will also force him to win. You only need to be responsible for collecting the money, and you don't need to worry about the rest."

Liu Yishui also nodded.

The two looked at each other and smiled, but they both read the meaning in each other's eyes.

To them, it doesn't matter whether Yang Chen wins or not. The important thing is that they beat Yang Chen today, which is equivalent to selling the other party a good deal. When they make friends in the future, the relationship between the two parties will be closer.

After all, it's a matter of attitude.

...

On the martial arts arena, Yang Chen and Li Ling faced each other from afar.

The eyes of the two were full of fighting intent, as if they would rush out instantly as soon as an order was given, and knock each other down to the ground with the fastest means.

Li Ling shook his head, and there was a rattling sound from his neck, which made him look even more ferocious.

In the stands, everyone cast appreciative glances at Li Ling.

"This is Li Ling... It is said that he is the first member of the Li family's younger generation?"

"I heard that he has already reached the fourth level of martial artist. He can achieve such achievements at a young age. His future is boundless!"

Xu Yulong played with the Yin-Yang Orb in his hand, and said with a smile: "Brother Li, your son really looks like a dragon and phoenix among men, and he is very powerful! I think your Li family will still need to rely on Li Ling to carry the banner in the future!"

Hearing Xu Yulong's praise, Li Chenghai couldn't help but feel elated, but he didn't show it, and said with a light smile: "Brother Xu is too polite, although this kid Ling'er has some talent in cultivation, he is still too young , there is still a long way to go.”

Xu Yulong smiled and shook his head, looking deeply at the two people below.

I didn't have much expectation in my heart.

In his opinion, facing Li Ling, a fourth-level martial artist, Yang Chen must lose!

"It's a pity..." Xu Yulong sighed softly in his heart: "Although this Yang Chen is valued by Master Liu and Imperial Physician Li, in the final analysis, Canglan Continent is still a world that respects martial arts..."

If you can't do martial arts, you can't do people!

If a person is not good enough, no matter how good the medical skills are, no matter how high the alchemy attainments are, they will not receive too much attention.

Yao Xue on the side stood quietly, listening to the words of the two of them, and couldn't help but show a smug look on her face.

"Yang Chen, aren't you good at pretending? I want to see, how can you pretend now?" Yao Xue snorted softly, but there was deep disdain in her eyes.

A sense of superiority also came to Yao Xue's heart. Now she can't wait to yell at Li's house and let everyone know that she is Li Ling's girlfriend.

...

"Yang Chen, I've been waiting for this day for a long time, and I'll make you embarrass yourself in front of the whole clan later!" Li Ling grinned, showing a serious smile.

"Yeah?"

Yang Chen smiled lightly and said, "You seem very confident?"

Seeing Yang Chen's indifferent appearance, Li Ling was so angry that he wished he could slap Yang Chen's face and tear his pretentious appearance to pieces.

"Cough." The elder referee coughed softly, and said, "Okay, you two, let's stop bickering here, and start the competition quickly. Regarding the competition, I still say the same thing, stop clicking, and don't intentionally hurt people!"

The two nodded.

Hearing this, the elder took two steps back and jumped off the competition platform.

"start!"

Peng!

As soon as the words fell, Li Ling rushed out in an instant. The speed was so fast that Li Ling rushed in front of Yang Chen before the people present came to their senses.

"So fast!"

"Is this the Nine Nether Heavenly Stepping Steps? Can you actually cultivate to this level?" Xu Yulong was startled, and the Yin-Yang Orb in his hand trembled a little.

But at this moment, Li Ling suddenly threw a punch, the wind of the fist was so fierce, the wind made the air sneer, and it came straight to the gate of Yang Chen's temple——

"Falling Star Fist!"

Peng!

This punch hit Yang Chen's chest directly, his whole body was shocked, and he immediately stepped back two or three steps.

However……

Seeing this scene, everyone was even more surprised.

"How could this be?" Li Ling clenched his fists, looking at Yang Chen who had only taken three steps back, his heart felt like a turbulent sea. He knew the power of the Falling Star Fist. With this punch, not to mention level 2 warriors, even level 3 warriors would be blown off the stage!

But...Yang Chen only took three steps back?

"Is the strength of Falling Star Fist only so low?" Doctor Li squinted his eyes, couldn't help shaking his head, and said, "It seems that Li Ling is just a young man who can put on airs."

"No, it's not that the Falling Star Fist is weak!" Liu Yishui shook his head, and said in a firm tone: "Li Ling's Falling Star Fist has been performed quite well, and in terms of power, it is already regarded as one of the best among these fourth-level fighters. Excellent! To blame...you can only blame Master Yang for being too strong!"

As soon as these words came out, Imperial Physician Li's face changed slightly. Looking at Yang Chen on the stage, he was also slightly startled.

"Falling Star Fist?" Yang Chen stretched out his hand, patted the dust on his body, and said with a light smile, "Li Ling, your Falling Star Fist isn't powerful enough? Why is it so soft when you hit it?"

Li Ling's complexion changed slightly, he gave a smirk, and said with a sneer: "Pretentious, I was just trying to test you, what do you really think you are? A piece of trash like you, I can lay down with one hand! "

"Trash?" Yang Chen frowned, seeming to be condensed with anger.

"Why, are you still not convinced when I say you are trash?" Li Ling sneered, "Yang Chen, your father is a trash, and you are a little bastard too! If it weren't for the help of my Li family, you would think that your father and son are two Can people live today? You are the two dogs raised by my Li family!"

"As a dog, you have to listen to your master. If you kneel down and beg for mercy now, maybe I will show mercy and let you go today." Li Ling smiled slightly.

The next moment, a strong cultivation base permeated from the body.

Level 4 Warrior!

"See, this is the power of a fourth-level warrior!" Li Ling sneered, "In the face of absolute strength, you have no chance of winning! Your fate is destined to be assigned to a family, and you will be a servant for the rest of your life!"

"Fate?" Yang Chen murmured.

"Yes, destiny!" Li Ling said: "People's destiny is predetermined. Some people are born rich and prosperous, while others are destined to be reduced to the bottom and be a waste for the rest of their lives. No one can control this kind of fate." Change!"

"And you, Yang Chen!" Li Ling stretched out his hand, pointed at Yang Chen, and said with a smirk, "Today, your fate is in my hands, and I, Li Ling, am your ruler!"

Hearing this, the faces of the people around changed slightly.

Although what he said was ugly, it was a fact.

The Canglan Continent respects martial arts, and people without strength are destined to be called waste, and their fate is also destined to become a stepping stone for the strong.

I have lived at the bottom of the mainland all my life, and I will never recover.

Looking at Yang Chen on the stand, he lowered his head and said nothing, as if he had resigned himself to his fate...

"Yang Chen, this is the fate of you and me, we are destined not to be from the same world."

In the stands, Yao Xue quietly looked at Yang Chen below, and muttered to herself:

"Yang Chen, what are you going to do next?"