The Legend of the Strongest Fighter

LPT_Episode 30's

Under the gazes of the entire watching figure, the two faced off against their respective fighting horses.

The fat boy quickly clenched his hands together and raised both his hands to the ground.

A weak spiritual energy swirled swiftly around his hand and with a single breath he stepped on the stage heavily and shot towards Ling Shentian.

"Stone Fatty Boxing!..."

Quickly approaching Ling Shentian who was not taking him seriously at all, the fat boy immediately began martial arts.

This Stone Compound Fist was a middle grade yellow level martial art that was allowed to be trained by the family disciples who had the cultivation of the fourth circle Fighter and above.

When this heavy fist that could completely crush the stone was in front of his face, Ling Shentian calmly smiled and with one leg dance he moved so he could easily avoid it.

The Stone Compound Fist that issued a fat figure was finally only able to punch the empty wind.

Ling Shentian smiled mockingly. "Haha, is that really the Stone Plough Boxing? It's even very similar to the Wind Penetrating Fists belonging to other trash..." Say Ling Shentian and make the fat hot.

Ferociously the fat boy stepped up and jumped towards Ling Shentian.

These were the moments that Ling Shentian was waiting for, a sneaky smile that was toyed around engraved on Ling Shentian's face and slowly himself readying his long legs.

Maidservant!

The second deadly kick hit the fat brother in this case the fat one immediately fell out of the air and rolled around in pain.

"Fucking Ling Shentian! My sister can't even produce any more children, now you're making it worse!..." He screamed while rolling around.

Ling Shentian smiled with his eyebrows raised. "Huh? I told you, if you want to blame, then blame someone who ordered you to fight me..."

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On top of the tower, Ling Futian and the others looked at the course of the fight seriously.

Especially Wang Teng, he was the one who was the most serious in watching this fight.

"Wang Bai said that he was injured by Ling Shentian. I didn't believe it before, but now it's really possible..." Wang Teng muttered in his mind.

"This kid is so cruel. In the future, if his strength continues to grow, surely his every action will bring cruelty..." Xu Hong Ba.

Lu Xing Li cleared his throat intentionally. "Is patriarch Xu insinuating a certain group?..." Her speech.

Xu Hong Ba widened his eyes, he immediately looked at Xue Lu's back and saluted. "Master Xue Lu, it's not my intention to..."

"Patriak Xu, do you think that the Blood Ink Group is so ruthless? The group I was referring to was of course mountain bandits, I never said it was the Blood Ink Group at all..." Lu Xing Li replied casually.

"It's..." Xu Hong Ba's face looked tense and panicked.

"Lu Xing Li, stop. No need to complain, I won't be provoked by this little thing..." Xue Lu said calmly without looking at it one bit.

Lu Xing Li smiled. "I just wanted to joke around with patriarch Xu..."

On the stage, after the loser had been removed from the stage by the organizers, Ling Shentian could see everyone was staring at him with admiration and disbelief.

Seeing that, he only smiled faintly. "Does anyone want to challenge me again?! I hope the next one is better!..." Say it out loud.

As laughter rang out, Ling Xiaofan's figure walked into the crowd that gave him a path and moved towards the stage with an arrogant face.

Taps!

Ling Xiaofan jumped up and landed quietly on the stage, his cold self staring towards Ling Shentian and fusing two hands together.

"Ling Shentian, I challenge you, do you accept it?..." He said with a smile that raised his arrogance.

Ling Shentian snorted as he smiled faintly, his hands fused together and lowered his head. "I'll take it..." Speak with confidence.

On top of the tower, Ling Futian looked at the two figures seriously and somewhat anxiously when he saw Ling Shentian's figure.

"Shentian, is your plan really going to be executed now?..." He said inwardly as he recalled his encounter with Ling Shentian a few hours ago.

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On a beautiful night, precisely midnight a few hours before the ceremony of maturity was about to take place, inside Ling Futian's residence, Ling Shentian had been sitting with his uncle in a quiet room.

"So, you mean, you'll lure Ling Xioaofan to challenge you and you'll kill Ling Xiaofan?..." Ling Futian looked serious and tense when asking this dubious question.

Ling Shentian with a serious look nodded. "really. Uncle, we did not make the first move though, they will still kill uncle and take over the Ling family. We better take the first step and make the power of someone who will be sent by the Blood Ink Group decrease..."

Ling Futian frowned. "Descending?..."

Ling Shentian nodded back. "really. If I kill Ling Xiaofan right in front of the envoy's eyes, then his anger will rage. A person who fought with a calm state was more able to maximize his strength. While one was on a rampage, his strength would probably temporarily increase. But, the accuracy and control of its strength will decrease. With this, uncle and supreme elder would hold him back and exhaust his spiritual energy as much as possible, while the elders cleared Ling Huo and the Black Tiger army that was under Ling Huo's command..."

Ling Futian nodded after understanding, then looked back at Ling Shentian. "But, it's likely that the two rascals Wang and Xu will take advantage, because I'm sure they will come..."

Looking at his worried-looking uncle, Ling Shentian simply smiled. "Uncle, relax. At that time, there was someone who would fight them. Once this step can be passed, the Ling family will absorb the other two families and become the sole ruler of the Blue Lake city..."

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The two figures with cold auras looked at each other with great auras of hostility.

In a single breath, Ling Xiaofan stomped on the floor heavily and shot towards Ling Shentian.

While in front of Ling Shentian, Ling Xiaofan raised his hand as his body was still in the air and made several fist movements towards Ling Shentian.

Ling Shentian prepared his fighting horses and repelled all the powerful blows from Ling Xiaofan.

The punches directed at him may have numbered in the tens and all of them managed to go tangkis easily.

"Unbelievably, Ling Shentian with only the seventh circle Fighter could compete without difficulty with Ling Xiaofan who was in the third circle Senior Fighter..."

"Right, whereas the comparison of their cultivation realm was very far away. Earlier I had doubted Ling Shentian and guessed maybe he was using the medicine. But, seeing this fight, it seems like there really will be a second Ling Xuan in our family..."

"Heh, it's just a physical clash. It was likely that Ling Shentian was very diligent in training his physique therefore his physical strength could be balanced with that of Xiaofan. I want to see if Ling Shentian is able to withstand one martial art from Brother Xiaofan..."

Ling Shentian's ability and his good movements while fending off all of Ling Xiaofan's attacks amazed everyone.

There were even those who had previously doubted him turning around to admire him, but there were also those who felt this was ordinary because they only relied on physical.