Chapter 177 Destroy It with One Force

In Wanfo Pavilion.

Three rows of red sandalwood hollow tables and chairs, top-quality tea is placed on the table, the fragrance of tea is overflowing, more than 20 people sit facing each other, drinking for themselves.

There are a few old men in the front row, all of them are not young in terms of age, they are the best among the old masters, and they have a great reputation in the country.

In the row from the left, most of them are middle-aged and elderly people. These people are masters who have won the title in the previous martial arts conference.

As for the young people in the right row, Bai Chen and Bai Yutang are also in the row. They all have the strength of quasi-grandmasters, only their realms are slightly different.

Lin Lang glanced roughly, and some of them were familiar with him, such as Xu Zhan, Bai Chen, Bai Yutang and others were all here.

In addition, among the seats, Lin Lang also found an old acquaintance, and Mo Waiting was also here.

Don't wait to see Lin Lang enter, and nodded with a smile on the corner of his mouth, as a greeting.

Patriarch Bai also followed. After entering the palace gate, he quickly found a middle-aged man at the forefront, and leaned over to whisper a few words.

This middle-aged man is another master of the Bai family, Bai Ting, whose reputation and status are only slightly inferior to the strongest member of the Bai family, Bai Mu.

He is also the host of this martial arts conference.

Over there, Bai Ting gave Lin Lang a cold look, then turned his head and chatted with Xu Zhan in a fragmented manner, during which Xu Zhan looked back in Lin Lang's direction from time to time.

Obviously, the topic they talked about should be related to Lin Lang.

I don't know what the two of them said in private, in short, Xu Zhan's gaze on Lin Lang gradually became unkind.

Naturally, Lin Lang couldn't hide the small actions of the two, but he didn't take it to heart.

Anyway, no matter what tricks the two of them have, it will be destroyed with all their might.

He definitely has that confidence.

Now that he was here, Lin Lang couldn't stand in the middle all the time. He glanced slightly, found an empty seat at random, and sat down boldly.

Sitting next to him was a middle-aged man in a white mandarin jacket with a half-foot pigtail in the back.

Lin Lang really had some impressions of him. This person was named Wu Xinghe, and within the first day of the competition, he broke through 70 levels with the strength of a half-step master and became famous in one fell swoop.

In terms of strength, it was only a little behind Bai Chen.

However, just as Lin Lang sat down, Wu Xinghe stared at Lin Lang in disbelief.

"You bastard..."

Not only him, but even the rest of the people nearby were stunned, and some looked at Lin Lang gloatingly.

Seats in the Ten Thousand Buddhas Pavilion are particular. From top to bottom on the right hand side are the thirteen to twenty members of the Martial Arts Conference, on the left hand side are five to twelve people, and in the middle are the top three.

The rank is orderly, and the level of strength is clear at a glance.

But Lin Lang, the newcomer, was supposed to sit in the last seat, but ran to Baicheng's seat.

Isn't this actively looking for trouble?

"how?"

Lin Lang frowned, puzzled by the strange demeanor of this group of people.

"My friend, you may be sitting in the wrong seat, that's the seat of Baicheng..."

Out of kindness, Wu Xinghe reminded him in a low voice.

Seeing that Lin Lang still didn't understand, Wu Xinghe continued to explain.

"The arrangement of the seats is quite particular. They are not just sitting randomly. They are arranged in order of ranking in the Martial Arts Conference, all the way to the gate of the hall."

"For example, a newcomer like you should sit at the end, otherwise you will be in trouble."

Wu Xinghe smiled.

"Baicheng? Is it the Baicheng of the Bai family in Sichuan and Shu?" Lin Lang asked casually.

"That's right, Baicheng was already the strongest half-step grandmaster three years ago. After three years, I'm afraid his strength has reached a terrifying level."

Wu Xinghe thought that Lin Lang was afraid, so he patted him on the shoulder, and said meaningfully: "So you should change your position, a man can bend and stretch, and it's not shameful to be cowardly."

"So what if I don't get up."

Lin Lang said slowly.

"That can be regarded as a challenge to Baicheng. There must be a winner between you and Baicheng."

After all, Wu Xinghe took a look at Lin Lang. Under such circumstances, I believe that as long as the master is not fearless, everyone else will regress.

However, he looked at Lin Lang for a while, and the latter didn't even intend to move at all.

"You bastard..." Wu Xinghe muttered.

At this time, Baicheng also found that his position was taken by someone, and his face was not very good.

He walked up to Lin Lang with a low face.

"Are you challenging me?"

Bai Cheng was condescending, with his palm pressed on the horizontal bar of the chair.

"It's a good show again." All the warriors around looked at Lin Lang with great interest.

Baicheng is not a good man and a faithful woman. Once at an auction, a half-step master was severely injured because he snatched the elixir that Baicheng wanted to auction.

Now that he was actively provoked to the head, how could he swallow it.

Most of the people took a few sips of tea, watching this good show with a smile.

"Anyway, I'm already sitting here, it's up to you to understand." Lin Lang looked indifferent, and refused to get up at all.

"Arrogant boy, get up!"

Baicheng snorted coldly, his hands pressing on the chair exerted all his strength in vain, and a tyrannical aura gushed out crazily.

The veins on Baicheng's arm were exposed, and the terrifying strength was vented on the chair crazily.

Baicheng wanted to embarrass Lin Lang.

"Even if Baicheng's strength is not that of a master, the only difference is that he is just a close call." The people around sighed inwardly. Looking at it like this, it won't be long before the Bai family will add another Transformation Realm.

But the strength Baicheng used has the effect of breaking through iron and stone. It is conceivable that a chair made of rosewood wood will probably shatter in an instant.

However, something strange happened.

Lin Lang stood still, like an arhat sitting still, with a calm expression on his face. And the chair under him was not affected in the slightest, let alone shattered.

Even under the struggle between the two of them, there was not even a slight tremor.

This is a bit unbelievable.

"Weird!"

Baicheng was puzzled, and unconsciously, the force poured into his hands also increased a lot.

Baicheng was also unable to get off the tiger, refusing to relax at all.

Slowly, Bai Cheng was tired and sweating profusely, but he still didn't do anything to Lin Lang, including the seat.

"It's so fucking weird!"

Finally, Baicheng had no choice but to withdraw his strength. He looked at Lin Lang for a while, and then suddenly laughed again.

"Your strength is very good, but if you want to challenge me, you'd better rush to the top eighteen and defeat Bai Chen."

On the other side, Bai Chen naturally understood his uncle's embarrassing situation, and stood up without hesitation.

"Lin Youye, right? If you want to challenge Baicheng, you should pass my level first."

"Come with me."

Bai Chen stood up from his seat, turned around and came to the platform outside the hall.

The Hall of Ten Thousand Buddhas is a remnant of a thousand-year-old scenic spot, and the Grandmaster of Transformation Realm is extremely destructive, so naturally warriors cannot fight each other in the hall.

The spacious platform outside is just the right place for battles between grandmasters.