Rise Against Desperation

He felt helpless in his heart, but there was no fear in his eyes. Facing the incoming spear light, Lin Hu's pupils slightly contracted.    

    

How could Zhan Nan just sit there and watch as he attacked again? He was actually suppressed by the combined forces of the Martial Kings in the sky.    

    

"Eldest Miss!" This person has violated the rules of the competition, you cannot interfere! "    

    

Zhan Nan was unwilling to let go after hearing those words. However, how could her explosive aura and cultivation be a match for the Martial Kings surrounding her? She was instantly subdued on the spot.    

    

None of the people around him stepped forward to stop him. The only one of them, Wang Biao, was thinking about it. Just as he was about to charge out of the crowd and stand in front of Jian San, he suddenly stopped.    

    

"Brother Wang Biao, at this moment, Brother Yimang can kill. Are you sure you are his match?"    

    

He narrowed his eyes slightly as he looked at the radiance emitted from the Martial King's spear. Regret could be seen in his eyes as he stopped what he was doing.    

    

Zhan Feng had already covered Xiao Ya's face, staring blankly at the scene before him. He didn't move forward, and only secretly sent a sound transmission to protect Xiao Ya.    

    

At the same time, the spear light spoke.    

    

"If I'm not wrong!" You should have a gold martial spirit, right? "    

    

After hearing what he said, Lin Hu did not respond. With vigilance in his eyes, he tightened his grip on the dragon's power hidden in his old stick and prepared to attack at any moment.    

    

"What a pity!" You actually dare to stop this competition, and call me what kind of Evil Soul Master am I? "    

    

His eyes were filled with mockery, but upon closer inspection, it could be seen that within his eyes was a thick killing intent. This killing intent contained shock.    

    

Lin Hu did not say anything in the face of these words. The spear in his hand slowly walked over. The surrounding disciples' gazes were filled with schadenfreude. Some of the female disciples' eyes were filled with worry.    

    

No one would be more excited than Zhan Jun. Zhan Jun's lips were curled up and his eyes were filled with amusement.    

    

"Kill him! Kill him! "    

    

After the look of anticipation in his eyes, the spear light already moved.    

    

"Hey!" "Quick, run."    

    

Zhan Nan shouted. She didn't know why the surrounding elders seemed to have become a completely different person, but she knew that the person who saved her was in danger and immediately shouted angrily.    

    

The escort mission for Xiao Ya hadn't been completed yet, so how could he leave? Under the shocked gazes of the crowd, the golden Martial Spirit once again lit up.    

    

The seven-colored light that bloomed from the old Divine Staff in his hand also lingered in the minds of the crowd.    

    

"Third, Fourth, Fifth, Sixth, and Seventh Elders!" Do you twenty over people really want to see such a genius die at the hands of First Lance? "    

    

The twenty-odd people did not respond to Zhan Nan's words. Instead, they looked at the seven-colored light blooming from the metal rod. One of them muttered to himself with a shocked expression.    

    

"Could this be a battle spirit sariras?"    

    

When these words were spoken, the disciples of foreign clans and the disciples of the Zhan Clan all looked on with shock. Such a legendary spiritual object actually appeared in the hands of an unknown person. Their eyes revealed a hint of greed.    

    

The mysterious youth had a golden martial spirit and also had a battle spirit relics. He was simply a favored child of the heavens. At this moment, the envy of the majority of the people had spread to their hearts.    

    

As for Lin Hu, if he knew the thoughts of these people, he would definitely be laughing in his heart. Talking about himself? Then you have never seen yourselves half dead from the lightning strikes.    

    

With the support of the golden martial spirit, a pressure that was close to the tenth level of the Martial Spirit Realm was released. Everyone couldn't help but admire this young man even more.    

    

To climb up to the tenth level of the Martial Spirit Realm with only a cultivation at the third level of the Martial Spirit Realm, that was several small stages! However, the more they thought about it, the more jealous the crowd became. Some of them even started to curse in secret.    

    

"Quickly kill him!"    

    

"Go!" Hurry up and go up! "    

    

There was a playful look in the eyes of the crowd. When a person reached the point of being jealous, they would reveal their true nature, and these people were exactly like that.    

    

The ugly expressions of the crowd were etched into his mind one after another. Not only that, Lin Hu now felt that there was something wrong with the several dozen Martial Kings.    

    

Although he couldn't answer these questions, he had the feeling that these king level entities were on the same side as the spear. His eyes revealed a smile as he secretly circulated the dragon's power to the point that it was about to erupt.    

    

However, at this moment, the aura that had suddenly appeared in the world had suddenly crushed everyone, causing their hearts to stop beating for a moment.    

    

"Daddy!"    

    

Zhan Nan's joyous voice rang out, causing the eyes of the crowd to be filled with shock. The person who was usually unsightly like a divine dragon had appeared once again.    

    

Last year's appearance was at the point of life and death when the purple pupils and spear lights were at the boundary of the highest boundary. But today, they had not appeared.    

    

A sigh could be heard from the person who had suddenly appeared.    

    

"Fortunately, I let these elders come out to stop you when you were about to die again. Otherwise, you might not be able to see me!"    

    

At this moment, his body was firmly locked onto. With such might, Lin Hua's eyes were filled with a sense of reminiscence. Without a doubt, he was undoubtedly a Royal Level expert.    

    

Not only was he locked on to, the black spear light, which had already dissipated due to the black aura, was also blocked by this figure.    

    

At the same time, all the Martial Kings released Zhan Nan's body. Recalling the words spoken by this Martial King, a light smile emerged on Lin Chu's face.    

    

I'll ask the elders to protect you from a life-and-death battle. However, these Martial Kings don't seem to do this, right? If not for his appearance, Zhan Nan might have died on the battling platform.    

    

With a smile on his face, Lin Chu sized up the several dozen Martial Kings. It seemed that these Martial Kings really did have their own problems, and they were also a big ones.    

    

However, at this moment, Lin Hu was even more joyous because Zhan Nan had called the figure that hadn't appeared to be her father. Without a doubt, this person was none other than the clan leader of Zhan Clan.    

    

Just at that moment, a figure wearing a wide cloak appeared in the sky. There was an aged smile in his eyes as he rippled out and looked at Zhan Nan with the eyes of a father.    

    

The golden robe had the word 'battle' engraved on the back. It was an extremely tall and sturdy man with 1.8m on both sides of his shoulders. He seemed to be able to sit down with two people.    

    

There was a cross scar on his square face. His thick lips and a pair of broken sword-like eyebrows were exposed to the crowd.    

    

"Junior greets the Zhan Clan's Patriarch until death!"    

    

"The juniors that participate in the battle against the Patriarch will die!"