Pope System of Rebirth

"Lang'er, you, don't scare me, nothing happened?"

Murong Qingxue, the wife who loves her son very much, is anxiously holding Qin Lang in her arms - her son's painful expression just now made her mistakenly believe that Qin Lang's condition suddenly worsened due to the huge pressure.

"Mom, I'm fine."

Qin Lang stood up straight and looked up at his younger brothers and uncles who were watching the show in the council hall. They were all expecting him to bring a good show, which would make them surprised or ridiculed.

He suddenly stretched out his palm and hooked his fingers at everyone: "Whoever thinks they can become the Lord of Black Fire City, please come forward! According to the rules of the Qin family, we will duel out the strongest person to decide Black Fire City.

The ownership of the position of city lord."

Qin Lang was filled with strong confidence at this moment.

Qin Lang felt that the state of his body seemed to have improved qualitatively. Not only his mind but also his realm had been sublimated just now. His body must have also been tempered in an extremely wonderful way, but he did not notice it.

Because the increase in physical strength inevitably requires a matching will, otherwise it will be difficult to control the huge increase in strength. This also shows that the magic of ‘Dali Pill’ does not cause side effects.

This time, Qin Lang not only wanted to defeat the prestige of his younger brothers, but also wanted the core members of the entire Qin family to look at him differently. He wanted to give his mother the attention and dignity she deserved.

With a huge strength of about ten thousand kilograms, Qin Lang's attack power is no longer weak, but facing a group of wolf-like and tiger-like swordsmen who have reached the second and third levels, uncles and brothers of warriors, how can it be so easy for him to win?

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But Qin Lang had a clever plan in mind.

He raised his finger at the core members of the Qin family. This naked provocation made them furious. Even if the head of the family was present, they could no longer remain calm in the face of such contempt or even insult.

boom!

Qin Yun was the first to take a step forward, his body burning with light cyan flames of violent fighting spirit - this is a second-level swordsman who has reached the standard of releasing his fighting spirit. The light cyan color means that he has reached the later stage. The lighter the color, the more primitive and pure the state.

The higher.

Other uncles and nephews from the collateral line also stood up one after another, with various colors of fighting spirit covering their bodies, including even a third-level swordsman with "fighting spirit transformed into armor".

Qin Lang's other younger brothers were not to be outdone, and a layer of looming fighting spirit was burning in their bodies. They were all young geniuses who were close to second-level swordsmen and had reached the peak of first-level swordsmen.

A group of people all looked unkind. In their eyes, Qin Lang had always been a good-for-nothing, unable to cultivate fighting spirit, but now he was arrogantly provoking them. Isn't this a reckless act? He should be punished.

Qin Lang laughed loudly and looked at everyone with no fear!

He added more fire and said proudly: "Uncles and brothers, you all want to become the new Lord of Black Fire City. It would be too troublesome if you challenge me one by one. You all come together."

"Brother!" Qin Yun couldn't bear it anymore. He felt that Qin Lang was too arrogant. He waved his hand with a sword, and the strong wind and fighting energy burst out of the sword, spinning rapidly, driving the airflow, and making a whistling sound.

Qin Lang was startled, screamed inwardly, and dodged to avoid it.

As early as when he let out his wild words, Qin Lang was secretly on guard. If the opponent showed signs of attack, he would dodge first. He knew that he was strong and could control it perfectly, but his body skills and moves were far behind.

Sure enough, having made the first dodge move, Qin Lang still managed to dodge away with great reluctance. When he heard the violent wind behind him hitting the ground with a bang, and the sound of the violent wind raging in all directions, he couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.

"Are you kidding me?"

"Qin Yun's violent fighting spirit is not slow, but Qin Lang successfully evaded it!"

"Could Qin Yun be merciful? Otherwise, how could this waste..."...

A group of core members showed shocked expressions and started discussing.

Qin Tian's eyebrows moved slightly, his son seemed to have become extremely interesting, and he couldn't even see through it. Murong Qingxue and Xiaoyu were inexplicably happy, looking at the inverted cone-shaped pit on the ground with lingering fear.

No one knew that Qin Lang's heart was beating violently and he was secretly thankful. If it weren't for the powerful strength that improved his body's functions and reactions, he would definitely have torn off one of his arms.

On the surface, Qin Lang looked calm and calm, with a peaceful smile, as if avoiding Qin Yun's attack was a trivial matter.

Suddenly, many core members looked at Qin Lang with a touch of admiration. It seemed that this Lang had some ability and was not an arrogant person.

Qin Yun's expression became much more solemn, and he said: "Brother, I didn't expect you to be able to dodge my sword, but from now on, I won't show mercy." Whether it's for his own dignity or to seize the title of city lord.

Qin Yun must go all out and show his strongest strength.

Just as he was about to take action, Qin Lang said: "Wait a minute!"

Under everyone's doubtful gazes, Qin Lang grinned and said, "Didn't I tell you, uncles and brothers, please take action together! Do you want to play wheel battle with me? That would be too unfair to me."

"Arrogant!" All the core members were furious. The admiration they had just felt for Qin Lang was gone. They felt that this guy was really arrogant.

Even Qin Tian frowned slightly. Sandeskar beside him secretly rejoiced: You are really asking for your own death. I don't believe you can really defeat everyone.

Murong Qingxue and Xiaoyu looked at Qin Lang with worried eyes, but they did not dare to speak out for fear of affecting him.

Qin Lang shook his head and said: "It may be too arrogant for me to fight against all the uncles and brothers by myself, but the most important foundation for martial arts swordsman practice is the original strength and power of the body. In my opinion, it will destroy the meeting hall.

, or if we injure each other in a melee, we won’t use grudges, we will judge the superiority purely based on our physical strength.”

This is Qin Lang's plan.

At this moment, he is incomprehensible in the eyes of everyone, but he is secretly suffering in his heart. Even though he has a huge strength, he does not know any moves or fighting skills. If he really fights, Qin Yun will probably defeat him, unless he can attack.

Hit him, otherwise you will never win.

Furthermore, the effect of Dali Pill can only last ten minutes, so he must solve it as soon as possible.

After hearing Qin Lang's suggestion, everyone nodded, feeling that it was reasonable and reasonable. It would be really difficult to deal with it if one of their own was really hurt.

They were all secretly happy. They felt that Qin Lang was too stupid. Some of them had lived for thirty or forty years. Although it took most of their time to practice Dou Qi, they did not dare to relax at all in tempering their bodies. After all, this was the foundation. And Qin

If you are no more than 18 years old and hang out in romantic places all day long, how strong can your body be?

At that moment, all core members agreed.

Qin Lang chuckled, suddenly pulled out the sword from his waist, and stabbed Qin Yun: "Look at the sword!"

Because he has a huge strength, Qin Lang's speed is naturally not slow, and Qin Yun, who has no fighting spirit, can't avoid it.

Qin Yun was so horrified that he could only resist by waving the big sword in his hand, but when he heard a muffled sound, the big swords instantly stuck to Qin Yun's body, and then flew out together, rolling around on the ground several times.

It didn't stop until it hit the wall.

Vulnerable!

One stab! With just one thrust of the sword, Qin Yun was instantly thrown away with his sword.

Everyone looked at Qin Yun, only to see that the wrist of his sword-holding hand was cracked, blood splattered out, and his expression was extremely weak. He tried to struggle to stand up, but couldn't do it.

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