I have a universal system

Chapter 162 Battle!
"In this case, let's see the real chapter under our hands." Lin Zifeng's expression turned cold, and he adjusted his state to the best, mobilizing the spiritual energy of the four directions.Although the opponent's strength is higher than his own, which makes Lin Zifeng pay attention to it, but he can't make himself afraid. He once saw such a sentence in the training manual, the practice is to go against the sky. In the end, it is difficult to become a master.When Lin Zifeng embarked on the road of cultivation, he was doomed to either become famous and be known to the world, or turn into a dry bone and no one asked.

Cultivation, fighting against the sky, the earth, and people, Lin Zifeng already has the golden finger of the system compared to ordinary cultivators.If the system is in hand, if you still dare to hide in the corner and develop wretchedly, no matter how high the level is, it is useless.So if today's battle is unavoidable, then do your best, show courage and demeanor, and never be cowardly. If you are timid in the first battle on the road of cultivation, you will not dare to compete with anyone in the future.

"In this case, then I will teach you well. In the cultivation world, if you meet someone with a higher realm than yourself, it's better to admit it obediently." Zheng Jinkai grinned, and mobilized his spiritual energy to attack Lin Zifeng quickly.

"Breeze Walk."

I saw Zheng Jinkai's right hand forming a claw, and with the wind blowing under his feet, he rushed in front of Lin Zifeng with a "shua", and grabbed his neck with one claw.

"So fast!" Lin Zifeng was secretly startled. At the critical moment, he stepped back suddenly, and raised his hands instantly to resist Zheng Jinkai's move.

"Bah!"

"Uh." Although Zheng Jinkai's sure-kill blow missed, it still took a small piece of flesh from Lin Zifeng's arm.

"Cultivators are indeed much stronger than warriors." Lin Zifeng thought to himself.

"Is the reaction quite fast, but it was just a warm-up just now, and the fun is just beginning." Zheng Jinkai smiled coldly, and the hand wrapped in the spiritual energy released a strange red light, like a red-hot soldering iron.

"Fire Palm!" Zheng Jinkai attacked Lin Zifeng again, and when he was one meter away from Lin Zifeng, he could feel the intense temperature.

Lin Zifeng clasped his palms together and fought with Zheng Jinkai, but before he could hold on for three seconds, he backed away again and again. The aura on his palms was eroded by Zheng Jinkai's red aura, and soon turned into a rout. Lin Zifeng's pair of fleshy palms They were all burnt black at high temperature.But Lin Zifeng's retreat could not stop Zheng Jinkai's attack, and his constant pursuit did not give him a chance to breathe.

"I can't go on like this. I'll be led by the nose all the time, and I'll be consumed to death sooner or later." Although the situation is critical, Lin Zifeng still remains calm. Don't panic at such a time. If you panic, you will easily make mistakes, and you will only die if you do so. faster.

"Taiji cloud hand." At the critical moment, Lin Zifeng used the cloud hand in Taijiquan, and gently attacked Zheng Jinkai towards his palm, passing him by, and Lin Zifeng couldn't turn around just as he was inertially moving forward. Time to quickly distance.

"Qi Blade—Hundred Blades Unleashed." Lin Zifeng knew that he didn't have a strong close-up technique, and he might not have an advantage in melee combat, so he began to use his skills from a distance.

"Crack, crack, crack" the air blade hit Zheng Jinkai's body. Although each air blade was not very powerful, the layers of hundreds of air blades were still gradually wearing away his body-protecting aura.

"Damn it!" Zheng Jinkai cursed in a low voice, stepping on the breeze step to avoid it, but Lin Zifeng's aura seemed to be free of money, Zheng Jinkai could only dodge two-thirds of it, and the remaining third A hit on the body still made him a little embarrassed.

"Swish, swish." The air blade that Zheng Jinkai dodged hit the surrounding tree trunks, leaving traces of "deep bone visible".

"Zhang Yi, Zhang Er, Zhang San, let me do it together." Zheng Jinkai was a little restless after inhaling the slight spring breeze, and now he was being consumed by Lin Zifeng in the distance, and he still had nothing to do with him. Zheng Jinkai's lungs were about to explode.

"Yes!" Zhang Yi and the others responded loudly, and attacked Lin Zifeng one after another.

This time, Lin Zifeng's output environment was not as safe as before. While parrying the attack of the three, he gathered Qi Blade and shot at Zheng Jinkai, but the attack density dropped greatly, and Zheng Jinkai's dodging became more comfortable.

"Hehe, I let you show off your prestige for a while, but you have successfully angered me, and then I will kill you with one blow." Zheng Jinkai panted a few times, sneered twice, and walked to the place where he had been killed by him just now. He took out a piece of yellow paper from the edge of the robe he took off.

"I didn't want to use this to deal with you, but you really pissed me off." Zheng Jinkai pinched the yellow paper in his hands, inspired by his aura, and shouted, "Come out, Qing Hongjian."

Suddenly, a white light came on, the yellow paper in Zheng Jinkai's hand turned into flying ashes, and a simple three-foot-long sword appeared.

When Zhang Yi and the others saw Zheng Jinkai drawing out his long sword, they retreated one after another, distanced themselves from Lin Zifeng.

"Senior brother Zheng actually took out the Qinghong sword. Seeing this kid really pissed him off." Zhang Yi's eyes lit up, and he smiled mockingly at Lin Zifeng.

"Yes, the Qinghong Sword is a coming-of-age gift from the Patriarch to Senior Brother Zheng. It is a top-grade mortal weapon. How many of the same generation have the best mortal weapon." Zhang Eryi looked at Zheng Jinkai's hand with a bright face. The sword, the envy is beyond words.

"This kid is doomed, and his end is already predictable. It's just that storage talisman, hey..." Zhang San sighed lightly, perhaps regretting the tragic experience Lin Zifeng was about to face, and thinking Pity the wasted spell.

"Huh?" Seeing Zheng Jinkai take out the long sword from a piece of yellow paper, Lin Zifeng frowned, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised, "If this guy didn't remind me, I almost forgot, didn't I just get a sword this morning?" .”

"Hahahaha, stupid guy, die!" Zheng Jinkai held the Qinghong sword in his hand, laughed wildly, looked at Lin Zifeng sharply, and quickly attacked him.

He just stopped after running for two steps, looked at Lin Zifeng in shock, and opened his mouth so much that he could squeeze a fist, because Lin Zifeng also took out a sword.

"You, you actually have a storage talisman with a weapon hidden in it!?" Zheng Jinkai said in surprise. From the conversation between Lin Zifeng and himself just now, it can be seen that he doesn't look like a big family sect Because disciples from famous families usually have a more arrogant attitude, and they are afraid that others will not know how magnificent their family is, but Lin Zifeng tried his best to hide it.Even Lin Zifeng gave Zheng Jinkai the feeling that he might not be from Saint Ye Wujie.But apart from Saint Ye Wujie, where else can cultivators of the foundation establishment stage be cultivated?

"Are you only allowed to have it or not? Now we all have weapons, and we can fight fairly again." Lin Zifeng's mouth curled into a smile, and his hand holding the sword tightened, "The real battle begins now! "

(End of this chapter)