A certain sword soul's infinite journey

Chapter 67 Three Seconds
Taiyue Mountain, on a martial arts platform halfway up the mountain.

Lin Yi stood under the stage, looking at Lin Shuwu in the seat above.

Noticing Lin Yi's gaze, Lin Shuwu showed a reassuring smile.

Beside him are Fang Yunshan and his young disciple Chen Tianzhao. At this moment, Fang Yunshan is talking and laughing with a man in Taoist robes in front of him.

After a while, several old men came to the venue and sat in the seats closest to the competition stage.

These are all quite normal, but what makes Lin Yi speechless the most is that there are several cameras and an unknown machine connected to a computer beside the venue.

What the hell is this?Do you have a good voice?

Lin Yi looked at the venue while complaining in his heart.

How can a dignified international extraordinary organization act like a talent show...

Seeing that it was almost time for people to come, Lin Yi jumped up towards the competition stage, looking calmly at the old men with deep eyes.

"How to test?"

Hearing Lin Yi's fearless voice, an old man beside him frowned.

"Can't wait?"

"Hey——" the white-haired old man in the middle said with a smile, "Young people have to be energetic. Look at those young disciples on your Taiyue Mountain. Everyone knows that they live on the mountain, and Taoists can't help getting married. Why do you have to be like an ascetic monk..."

"...Senior Brother said so."

The old man's eyebrows softened.

Looking at the two old people who were singing together on the seats, Lin Yi couldn't help but sneered in his heart.

Looks like an old actor!

One is a red face and the other is a bad face. Do you really think of him as a young man who has not experienced much in the world?
"Lin Yi." The white-haired old man called out his name, "I like your vigor very much, but there is one thing I hope you can understand. This opportunity was left to you with the guarantee of your master. This is the first time the Daoist sect has extended the time limit for a single person in decades, even if it's just for your master, you have to behave well..."

As a man matured, the white-haired old man could tell at a glance that Lin Yi didn't have deep feelings for the Daoist sect, so he extended the favor of the Daoist sect to his master Lin Shuwu.

This is also the result of their discussion in the morning.

There is no doubt that Lin Shuwu is a very loyal person to the Taoist sect. As long as they tie Lin Shuwu to the position of the Taoist sect, they will not worry about Lin Yi not standing here.

Lin Yi also liked this, he nodded, looked at his master Lin Shuwu and said with a smile.

"I will cherish it."

"Okay." The white-haired old man said with a smile, "Your master guarantees your character, so you can skip it directly. As for the cultivation test... I heard from your master that you are a genius at swordsmanship?"

"Alright."

Lin Yi raised his right hand and gestured with his thumb and index finger.

"It's just a little bit faster than ordinary people."

The old man on the left looked aside.

"Yue Yan!"

"The disciple is here!"

A middle-aged man stood up.

"You do it."

The middle-aged man nodded when he heard the words, and then jumped onto the stage.

"In Xia Yueyan, I also practiced 【Xuanyi Longhua Sword】..."

"Wait a moment!"

Before Yue Yan could finish speaking, Lin Yi interrupted him.

"how?"

The old man on the left frowned.

"Before I begin, I would like to ask, what is the point of such a test?"

Lin Yi looked at him very curiously.

"Meaning?" The old man laughed, "The meaning is naturally to test your strength and potential."

"It's already the 21st century, and practice has to be practical. Since knowledge is shared within the Daoist sect, it must have the effect of knowledge sharing. What we need is fresh blood that can contribute to the future of the Daoist sect, rather than simply increasing the population. "

"I understand……"

Lin Yi smiled.

It's because his thinking is old-fashioned. The Daomen in front of him is not the traditional and rigid organization he thought. It is more like a combination of a university and a modern company. There will be differences in the seniority and class of internal personnel, but the proportion is not large. .

Thinking about it this way, the test in front of me is nothing more than an interview before entering the job.

"If this is the case, shouldn't the stronger the strength and potential I show, the better?" Lin Yi asked.

"Of course!"

The white-haired old man said with a smile.

"Don't worry, will jealousy appear in Taoism? If you are really talented enough, just release your edge!"

"That's great!"

Lin Yi smiled, and he looked at the old men on the seats.

"Boy, I have one last question. Are the seniors... the strongest in the Taoist sect?"

"The strongest is not considered the strongest... I can only say that I have practiced for a few years more than others..."

The white-haired old man frowned slightly, and as he spoke, he glanced at Lin Shuwu, and found that this old guy was actually looking at his heart, pretending to be innocent as if it had nothing to do with me.

At this point in the conversation, not only the white-haired old man, but almost everyone saw Lin Yi's intentions.

"You want to challenge Mr. Qin and Mr. Chen?"

The middle-aged man standing opposite Lin Yi frowned.

"Young people, don't aim too high..."

"But you are really no match for me."

Lin Yi said seriously.

Yue Yan suddenly became angry and snorted coldly.

"Then let me see how much you weigh."

Before he finished speaking, Yue Yan drew out his sword and shouted loudly.

"Draw the sword!"

Lin Yi sighed, and took off his sportswear, revealing his black T-shirt and his bandaged left hand.

Looking at Lin Yi's tendons tightly outlined by the black T-shirt, Yue Yan couldn't help frowning tightly.

"...you don't have a sword?"

"I don't think a sword will be used today..."

Lin Yi smiled faintly, then put out the posture of Laoshan [Xuanzhen Neijiaquan], raised three fingers with his left hand wrapped in bandages, and spoke seriously.

"I'll beat you in three seconds..."

"Three seconds?"

There was an uproar around, and the white-haired old man couldn't help but frown upon hearing this.

"Hmph!" Yue Yan laughed back angrily, "Go ahead, I want to see how you plan to defeat me!"

Not only him, everyone thought that Lin Yi was talking nonsense, and no one thought that Yue Yan would lose so easily, including the few old men at the front.

Even Lin Shuwu, who believed in his disciple the most, couldn't help but wonder how Lin Yi planned to defeat his opponent.

He knew this Yue Yan on the field. Yue Yan is the true disciple of Mr. Chen. The cosmic energy that cannot be perceived by normal means strengthens itself.

Although this process is very slow and the efficiency is very low, after eight years, Yue Yan has already surpassed the limit of the human body. The strength of his arms exceeds one ton, and it is easy to break a stone in five seconds.

"Remember to count faster." Yue Yan reminded with a sneer, "This can save a little bit of face..."

"If that's the case, then I'll be a little more serious..."

Hearing Yue Yan's "friendly" reminder, Lin Yi nodded seriously and started the countdown.

"3, 2, 1..."

When the last finger was bent down, Lin Yi who was still seven or eight meters away suddenly disappeared.

Yue Yan, who had already put on a defensive stance, was dazed before his eyes, and then felt a pain in his abdomen, and his whole body shot up into the sky like a cannonball, and blood mist sprayed from his mouth.

"Bam—"

The loud sound of piercing the sky spread in all directions, and a cloud of white stratus on the ring exploded out of thin air, and the strong wind swept across the entire venue abruptly, blowing countless dust, sand and stones towards the auditorium.

No one present would worry about this level of wind and gravel, but they had to guard against the deafening bang.

Except for a few people who were distracted to take care of the machine, everyone slowly opened their eyes wide and stared blankly at the center of the competition arena.

The shirtless young man was standing at the opponent's position with his right fist clenched, behind him was a straight and hideous crack, and layers of white air waves.

The bluestone on the ground has already been torn apart, and the black T-shirt on Lin Yi's body has also been blown apart, and the faint white smoke slowly spread with the air waves, bringing a sense of coolness to the audience.

No one knew how Lin Yi came to Yue Yan and how he threw this punch.

After the air waves and layers of clouds dissipated, they could only see Yue Yan flying up suddenly, and this messy field.

Compared with the deafening bangs before, the venue is now dead silent.

"Sound... sonic boom cloud?"

The white-haired old man murmured.

The old men beside him also came back to their senses one by one.

"Fuck! Sonic boom cloud!"

"He broke through the speed of sound!"

Excited shouts broke the silence.

In front of the machines protected by the surrounding people, a young man stared at the screen with wide-eyed eyes, shouting with red ears.

It was like hitting the start button, and everyone started talking fiercely.

"That's a sonic boom cloud!"

"There are really people who can break through the speed of sound with their bodies!"

Amidst the heated discussion and shouting, the old man on the far left jumped off his seat, and with a burst of strength, he jumped towards the middle-aged man who fell in the air.

Chen Lao dispelled the strength on Yue Yan's body and brought him to the ground.

Looking at the blood on his mouth and chest, Old Chen glared angrily.

"Lin Yi, do you want to kill him?"

Lin Yi looked at him calmly, without speaking.

Old Chen became even more angry immediately, but just before he got angry, a hand grabbed his arm.

"...Old Chen." Yue Yan raised his head hoarsely, "I'm fine..."

"What the fuck? This is a punch that breaks through the speed of sound!"

Old Chen roared angrily.

"...he pulled back."

Yue Yan looked at Lin Yi with complicated eyes.

No one knows better than him what happened just now. It's not so much that he was hit by Lin Yi's punch, it's better to say that he was just hit by the supersonic aftermath.

This young man wasn't lying, he didn't need a sword or even a fist against him.

"..."

Old Chen was slightly taken aback when he heard the words, and then fell silent.

Being able to control it freely at supersonic speed is more terrifying than breaking through the speed of sound itself...

Now that things were going on, he had to admit that based on strength and speed alone, no one in the Taoist sect would be Lin Yi's all-in-one enemy.

The official news is also reasonable, only such a terrifying... monster can come back alive from the violent time travel caused by space fluctuations.

Looking at the bare-chested young man, Mr. Qin's face with white beard and white eyebrows was full of surprise and joy.

He is encouraging young people to show their sharpness, but this sharpness is too strong...

"This... what is this?"

Fang Yunshan stared dumbfoundedly at Lin Yi who looked calm on the field.

"...If I'm not mistaken." Chen Tianzhao's mouth twitched, "This posture should be the second form of [Xuanzhen Neijiaquan], shaking...shocking punch?"

"Is this also called shaking step punching?"

Fang Yunshan asked subconsciously.

"Why can't it be called Zhen Bu Chong Fist?"

Lin Shuwu snorted lightly.

"If you can't practice your own kung fu well, how dare you blame others for doing well?"

"..."

Hearing the pride in Lin Shuwu's tone, Fang Yunshan was speechless for a while.

This tm can also be practiced?
Fang Yunshan wouldn't believe it even if he was beaten to death.

"This physique...is he a mutant?"

"No..." Lin Shuwu shook his head, "I'm pretty sure of that."

"Then how did he have such a physique?" Fang Yunshan frowned tightly, "Don't tell me that it's really just relying on [Xuanyi Longhua Sword], I have also practiced that thing, it is absolutely impossible to have this effect... "

"That's why I said Lin Yi is a genius."

The corners of Lin Shuwu's mouth curled up slightly.

"This kid has practiced everything fast since he was a child. When he was 16 years old, he broke through to the state of refining the gods by relying on the [Xuanyi Longhua Sword] that he had only practiced for two years. I thought his rapid progress would be delayed because of this. But what I didn't expect was that after refining the gods, the speed at which he became stronger not only did not slow down, but even accelerated..."

16 years old practicing god...

Only practiced [Xuanyi Longhua Sword] for two years...

Looking at Lin Shuwu's sob that he seemed to be recalling but was actually showing off, Chen Tianzhao only felt a headache.

This tm is also a human?
In comparison, I was like boiling an iron egg in a big pot-an iron boil!
Fang Yunshan's performance was even scarier than his disciples.

"He...he agreed?"

Fang Yunshan asked stutteringly.

"No."

Lin Shuwu shook his head.

"If you don't refine it, he is actually cultivating God now..."

"Is this also called refining gods?"

Fang Yunshan looked depressed.

He is 76 years old this year, and has been in the cultivation of gods for 27 years. Although he is stronger than Yue Yan, his strength is limited, and he has no match for the monster Lin Yi's physique.

Lin Shuwu smiled: "Lin Yi told me that the current practice system of Taoism is very problematic, and there should be many realms between refining the gods and joining the Tao."

"There is still a limit..."

Fang Yunshan frowned and muttered.

If he had heard this sentence before today, Fang Yunshan would not have cared.

But after seeing Lin Yi's formidable strength, Fang Yunshan felt that he needed to pay attention to the opinions of the strongest genius in the Taoist sect.

On the competition stage.

Old Chen took a deep look at Lin Yi, and then let go of the arm supporting Yue Yan.

Yue Yan coughed twice, spat out another mouthful of blood, raised his head and looked at Lin Yi complicatedly.

With his body that has been tempered for many years, this blood is not considered a serious injury, but he really can't understand how Lin Yi did this.

"Are you a mutant?"

Yue Yan asked aloud.

"no……"

Lin Yi shook his head.

"Are you compatible?"

Yue Yan's eyes lit up.

"nor……"

Lin Yi shook his head again.

"Then how did you do it?"

Yue Yan frowned, with doubts on his face.

"Because I'm a genius!"

Lin Yi said with a smile.

"Unscientific! No matter how talented a person is, it is impossible for you to do what you have done!"

Yue Yan shook his head with a determined expression on his face.

"That only shows that he is not genius enough..."

Lin Yi replied lightly, and then looked at the white-haired old man who was still sitting there.

"Can I challenge a few seniors now?"

"no need……"

Old Qin shook his head and stood up.

"I am not your opponent, Taoist... and no one is your opponent."

"The test passed?"

"Passed." Elder Qin said with a smile, "If you want, you can directly take the post of Taoist elder."

(End of this chapter)