A certain sword soul's infinite journey

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."

Chapter 68 Different 【Li·Ghost Sword Art】

After Mr. Qin said that sentence, the surrounding people were in an uproar.

"Directly become an elder?"

"There has never been such a precedent in the establishment of Daomen!"

"A fart precedent, what we do is a precedent! The Taoist sect has only been established for decades, what kind of ancient organization!"

"That's right! Many of the first generation elders are still alive!"

There was a lot of discussion among the crowd, and it was hard to accept the old-fashioned ones, but most of them still agreed, and were even excited that they could see the rise of such a genius.

But the person who was being discussed by everyone didn't care about the so-called eldership at all.

He turned his head to look at Lin Shuwu in the auditorium, as if asking for Lin Shuwu's opinion.

Noticing Lin Yi's gaze, everyone couldn't help but look at Lin Shuwu over there.

Lin Shuwu had never made such a decision before, and he immediately pondered.

The post of elder is the highest real power position in the Taoist sect. There are only twelve elders in the Taoist sect who are still alive, and there is not even one in the Yuanyang sect.

In his heart, Lin Shuwu naturally hoped that Lin Yi would be the elder, but the elder had a lot of obligations after all, and he was afraid that Lin Yi would not like these constraints.

After weighing one or two, Lin Shuwu suddenly raised his head and looked at Lin Yi firmly, without nodding or shaking his head, meaning to let him make up his own mind.

Seeing Lin Shuwu's reaction, Lin Yi nodded, and then looked at Elder Qin.

"I promise!"

"it is good!"

Elder Qin burst out laughing, jumped in front of Lin Yi, and said loudly to everyone.

"From now on, Lin Yi is the No. 13 elder of my Taoist sect."

Feeling the breeze blowing from Mr. Qin, Lin Yi's originally calm expression slightly deformed in an instant.

Hey!

Just announce it, why jump off!

Lin Yi cursed inwardly, although he tried his best to maintain his inner strength, there were still a few strands of broken cloth slowly falling from his ankles.

Seeing the scene in front of him, Mr. Qin was slightly taken aback, then he seemed to have figured out something, and his expression suddenly became strange.

It is so, it is so!

No wonder he said so little just now, completely different from Zhang Yang before the attack...

No wonder he suddenly started to put on airs...

No wonder he asked Lin Shuwu to choose for him...

A slight smile appeared on the corner of Old Qin's mouth.

At first he thought that this young man was pretending to be a master and posing!

Now that I got closer, I realized that this kid is not pretending to be a master, he is clearly trying his best to maintain the broken pants under him!