C11 (2/2)

He landed heavily on the ground with a painful expression on his face. Everyone in the arena couldn't help but take in a breath of cold air, as they looked at the unperturbed Jun Ling in the arena. Jun Hong's cultivation was more or less at the sixth level of the True Profound Realm, and even if Jun Hong had released the water in order to not hurt Jun Ling, he wouldn't be thrown out of the arena with a single punch.

And if that fist was Jun Ling's true strength, then this person was too secretive!

It was not just the others, but even Jun Feng, and the other two Jun Tiannan, these three people were definitely the most shocked. They were only aware that Jun Ling had fully recovered from his injuries in the beginning, but it seemed that it was not as simple as just recovering.

”This guy really knows how to hide things. Even we were tricked by him. No wonder he was so confident!” Jun Feng looked at the figure on the stage, her face revealing an expression of being at a loss of whether to laugh or cry, but Liu Ruyan's beautiful face still had a smile that could not be covered up no matter what, and Jun Ling's performance had resolved his worries.

The other honored guests also revealed looks of shock. Didn't they say that Jun Ling was a trash that couldn't cultivate? If a person who could knock down a sixth level Profound Realm expert in one move was called trash, then what kind of person could be considered a genius? Some people had already secretly remembered Jun Ling in their hearts, and another fellow who had the same talent as Jun Feng. It was rumored that Jun Ling's talent was much better than Jun Feng's when he was seven years old.

It was all because of the poison mushrooms that his cultivation fell by leaps and bounds. Now it seemed like it was all a f * cking rumor.

”The first round!” Jun Ling won! ”Following Jun Meiqi's declaration, the crowd became excited, and under their fiery gazes, Jun Ling returned to his seat. and Liu Ruyan immediately threw out all of their questions to the crowd, and Jun Ling could only use his two days of hard work in training as an excuse, but before he became strong enough, he could not tell anyone the secrets of the lotus root.

Seated on the other side, Jun Wanqing's beautiful face turned slightly cold. Looking at Jun Ling who was talking casually, she hated him so much that she gritted his teeth with a venomous look in his eyes. Jun Wulin, who was sitting beside her, noticed the change in Jun Wanqing and couldn't help but to say, ”Little Sister Wan Qing, what's wrong?”

”Does it have anything to do with you?” Jun Wanqing did not feel anything towards Jun Wulin either.

Jun Wulin was not the least bit embarrassed by Jun Wanqing's words, his gaze followed Jun Wanqing's direction and landed on Jun Ling's body, and leisurely said: ”So it's him, it seems like you really hate him!”

”It would be best if you could teach him a lesson,” Jun Wanqing said coldly. The mocking expression on his face grew thicker and thicker as he said, ”Little Sister Wan Qing's enemy is my enemy. Leave it to me.”