Mortals cultivating immortality and the fate of immortal jade

Lin Mu entered the venue.

Entering at the same time as him was Fu Shan, Lin Mu's opponent this time.

Fu Shan, as his name suggests, is tall and burly, as straight as a mountain. When you stand there, you won't be angry, and a fierce momentum will spread.

The judge on the sidelines was the true disciple Feng Lie. Seeing Lin Mu and Fu Shan both enter the court, he nodded slightly.

Feng Lie casually placed a restraint and said to the two of them, "The competition begins!"

The ban blocked the noise outside the venue. During the ban, the two stood opposite each other, guarding each other.

Lin Mu could tell at a glance that Fu Shan was at the seventh level of Qi refining. Lin Mu felt a little relieved and thought to himself that the first game was indeed an exception.

Both of them were silent. Fu Shan nodded slightly to Lin Mu and signaled the competition to begin.

Lin Mu nodded in agreement.

Lin Mu just raised his head and suddenly realized that Fu Shan was rushing directly towards him.

Yes, like a strong copper-horned rhinoceros, it rushed straight towards Lin Mu with astonishing momentum.

During this process, he didn't use any spells, he simply pounced on him.

Lin Mu was completely confused and could not understand Fu Shan's move.

Suddenly, an idea flashed through his mind.

Could it be that he is a body-refining cultivator?

Body cultivators are different from ordinary cultivators. They follow the path of physical cultivation. Although they also cultivate spiritual power, they pay more attention to tempering the body. The purpose of practicing spiritual power is also to better temper themselves.

Body refining practitioners disdain those slow techniques.

They admire their own strength.

Such people often have unlimited power and can tear tigers and leopards apart, which is normal for them. Huge boulders weighing more than a thousand kilograms were like playthings in their hands.

Lin Mu took a closer look at Fu Shan's figure, and it turned out that he looked very similar to a body-refining cultivator.

Although his pace was fast, he was extremely steady, leaving a deep footprint on the ground with every step.

Looking at Fu Shan who was quickly heading towards his true self, Lin Mu had only one thought at the moment.

Never let him get close!

If Fu Shan gets close, the two of them will definitely get into a physical fight. With Lin Mu's thin body, he was absolutely unable to resist Fu Shan, who could tear apart tigers and leopards alive!

Fu Shan's figure is extremely fast. Although it cannot be compared with Xu Song's phantom arc, it is much better than ordinary people.

Lin Mu made a quick decision and immediately used the "Wind Control Technique" to quickly fly into the air before Fu Shan could get close.

When Fu Shan ran to where Lin Mu was standing, Lin Mu had already flown into the air, narrowly escaping Fu Shan's sharp attack.

Lin Muxu was floating in mid-air, about three feet high from the ground.

Lin Mu thought he had escaped the blow, but he was in mid-air and Fu Shan could not do anything to him. He could only stand obediently on the ground and use it as a target, allowing Lin Mu to attack with his spells.

But his idea was clearly wrong.

Fu Shan missed the target and immediately changed his direction, looking at Lin Mu rising into the air. He jumped up, and his body immediately flew into the air. His hands were like hooks, and he fiercely grabbed Lin Mu's feet.

Lin Mu was immediately frightened. He was unexpected by this body-training cultivator's jumping ability.

Three feet in the air, he jumped across it.

Fortunately, with the blessing of "Wind Control", Lin Mu's movements in the air were much more flexible than Fu Shan's.

A carp swung its tail, raised its feet suddenly, and narrowly avoided the sharp catch.

Although Fu Shan was extremely strong and could jump astonishingly, he was still unable to stay in the air. After his strength was exhausted, he fell from the air unwillingly.

boom!

The ground was filled with dust, and the bluestone ground was deeply dented by his foot.

After dodging the blow, Lin Mu regained his composure and immediately used the "Red Fire Technique".

A fireball roared towards Fu Shan with the sound of wind.

Facing the fireball coming towards him, Fu Shan was not afraid at all. He bent down and punched upward with a loud punch.

Fireballs and fists collided fiercely.

boom!

Sparks flew everywhere, and the fireball collapsed under Fu Shan's fist.

Lin Mu took a breath of air and secretly exclaimed, what a powerful punch!

Looking at Fu Shan's fist again, he found that his fist was intact. After breaking the fireball, it was still intact, without even a trace of scar.

What a high attainment in body training!

Such a fireball couldn't hurt him at all!

Lin Mu didn't stop, and continued to perform magic tricks on his hands. His hands were like a phantom, constantly changing. Four fireballs exactly like before were formed in his hands.

"Red Fire Technique" four consecutive shots!

The four fireballs formed a straight line in the air like a barrage of cannons, and suddenly hit Fu Shan.

Fu Shan was unafraid and exerted his spiritual power fiercely. The muscles on his body suddenly bulged out. The originally lifted body quickly grew in size. His body swelled like an air bag. All his clothes were shredded and turned into pieces of cloth, scattered on the ground.

Veins popped out on his forehead, Fu Shan's eyes turned red, and he punched the fireball hard.

boom!

boom!

boom!

There were three consecutive explosions, and all four fireballs were shattered. The last two fireballs were connected together and were more powerful than before, but they were also broken by Fu Shan's fist.

What a strong body!

Even the four consecutive shots of the "Red Fire Technique" couldn't hurt him.

Lin Mu knew that if he didn't come up with his trump card, he would never win this match.

This contest needs to be decided quickly.

"Wind Control Technique" can only allow Lin Mu to float a stick of incense in the air for as long as it takes. Now that he is in the middle of a fight, his spiritual energy consumption is even more intense. If it drags on for too long, the situation will not be optimistic.

Lin Mu can now attack Fu Shan freely, but cannot cause harm to him. The two of them were attacking and defending, and it seemed that Lin Mu had the upper hand.

But Lin Mu knew that once he landed, he would definitely lose in this competition.

Originally, during the competition, Lin Mu was unwilling to use the "Geng Jin Jue" easily because it was too powerful and could easily cause serious injuries once used.

But at this moment, Lin Mu had to use it.

Lin Mu quickly performed the "Geng Jin Jue", and a small golden sword formed in his hand.

This time Lin Mu had enough energy left, and the golden sword did not consume much spiritual energy.

As soon as Lin Mu flicked his spell, the golden sword flashed quickly and struck at Fu Shan. The speed was so fast that Fu Shan could not avoid it.

The golden sword stabbed Fu Shan's right shoulder, passing through his right shoulder, leaving a small hole.

The blood from the wound gurgled out, like a spring, constantly gushing out.

The incomparable sharpness of "Geng Jin Jue" really works!

Even Fu Shan's rock-hard body can't resist it!

The outcome of this competition has been decided.

If the comparison continues, Fu Shan's injuries will probably become more serious.

Lin Mu's "Gengjin Jue" can not only be used once, but with Lin Mu's extensive practice, Lin Mu can even occasionally perform two "Gengjin Jue" consecutively.

Who can resist such an attack?

Fu Shan was extremely straightforward. Seeing that Lin Mu's attack power could pierce his own body, he knew that his level of body training was not yet up to par.

"I lost!" Fu Shan admitted defeat directly.

Feng Lie removed the restraint, and Lin Mu slowly fell down.

When he came to Fu Shan's side, Lin Mu looked apologetic: "I'm really sorry. I hit too hard and hurt my junior brother. I hope my junior brother will forgive me."

Fu Shan is a body-refining cultivator. For him, such injuries are commonplace and not worth mentioning.

Although there were bursts of pain on his right shoulder, he remained calm and smiled at Lin Mu: "It's okay, it's just a minor injury. Thank you for your mercy, senior brother. If you can't hurt me, I won't admit defeat. No matter who it is. , as long as you can’t hurt me, you can’t win against me.”

These words obviously reveal his confidence in his own body-training level.

Seeing Fu Shan's magnanimity, Lin Mu smiled and said, "Junior brother's spirit is admirable."

At this time, Feng Lie announced: "In this match, Lin Mu wins!"

After nodding to the two of them, Feng Lie left calmly.

Fu Shan's wound was still bleeding at this time. It was obviously not the first time Fu Shan had experienced such an injury. He took out a bottle of healing medicine from the storage ring, poured out some powder and wiped it on the wound.

Lin Mu said hurriedly: "I'll do it."

Taking the vial, pouring a little into the palm of his hand, Lin Mu gently applied the medicinal powder on him. During this process, Fu Shan remained silent, as if the wound Lin Mu touched belonged to someone else and had nothing to do with him.

The medicinal powder was extremely effective. Just after applying it for a moment, the bleeding stopped and stopped flowing out.

Body cultivators are not afraid of their opponents, because every time they are injured, their bodies will be trained to become stronger.

Some people who practice asceticism even deliberately injure themselves in order to increase the effect of tempering to enhance their own strength and recovery.

Fu Shan's wound stopped bleeding so quickly, half of it was the healing medicine and half of it was his own strong recovery power. Such an injury can heal in just ten and a half days. An ordinary person, who has not been more than a month old, would never be able to raise his right hand freely.

After the bleeding stopped, Lin Mu handed the vial to Fu Shan, and the two of them said goodbye and left.

Lin Mu returned to the small courtyard and continued to practice his spells.

After winning two games in a row, Lin Mu has entered the top 500.

The competition was in full swing, and Lin Mu was relatively lucky in the next two days.

Perhaps the initial bad luck has passed, and the next two opponents are ordinary.

One is the seventh level of Qi refining, and the other is the eighth level of Qi refining.

The person on the seventh level of Qi Refining is a fire spiritual root cultivator. His skills are only "Fireball Technique". His attainments in "Fireball Technique" are not very high. He can only do "Fireball Technique". Three bursts.

This kind of strength is far inferior to that of Xu Song and Fu Shan.

Lin Mu didn't know if this person was just lucky enough to be among the top 500 with such strength.

But when he met Lin Mu, his lucky journey came to an end.

In just three rounds, Lin Mu knocked him to the ground with four consecutive shots of the "Red Fire Technique".

This man was so convinced that he had lost that he just admitted defeat.

The cultivator at the eighth level of Qi refining is quite satisfactory. He has the spiritual roots of water and earth. The combination of spells he learned was also good. For the water type, he learned "Water Archery", and for the earth type, he learned "Dust Technique". His strategy was the same as Lin Mu's before, he also used "Flowing Dust Technique" to create dust all over the sky to confuse his opponents. Line of sight, and then use "Water Arrow" to achieve the effect with one blow.

This move worked for him time and time again.

This is also an important reason why he can advance to the top 250.

But what he met was Lin Mu, who had reached the level of proficiency in this aspect.

Lin Mu treated others in his own way.

However, Lin Mu used "Wind Control Technique" at the last moment to avoid the fatal blow, but the man was not so lucky. "Geng Jin Jue" went directly through his right arm. If Lin Mu hadn't deliberately controlled it, it would have only injured his flesh. Otherwise, his right arm will be damaged.

He broke out in a cold sweat and quickly gave up.

In both games, Lin Mu won with great ease.

A total of 2,024 people participated in this competition.

After the first game, one thousand and twelve people were eliminated, and after two games there were still 506 people left.

After the third game, only 253 people were left. After the fourth game, the number of people dropped sharply, with only 127 people left.

Originally, after the third game, the remaining 253 people could only be paired into 126 pairs, and one person was bound to get a bye.

As usual, the person who got the bye was extremely lucky and could advance directly.

So after four games, there were still 127 people left.

This is again an odd number.

If someone is lucky enough to have a bye, they can be directly promoted to the final top eleven!

This kind of thing has indeed happened in the history of Qianyu Sword Sect, and more than once.

The most ridiculous thing is that once, a cultivator at the seventh level of Qi Refining actually broke into the top eleven.

It is said that that competition was the most powerful competition in the history of Qianyu Sword Sect. The top ten were all at the tenth level of Qi Refining, and there was not even a cultivator at the ninth level of Qi Refining.

However, this person was extremely lucky. With only the seventh level of Qi Refining, he managed to break into the final eleven.

Because of this, this incident later became a good story in Qianyu Sword Sect.

After four consecutive competitions, as usual, you can rest for three days before competing again.

These three days can be used to rest and heal.

Because after the third game, the strength of the two sides has become closer and closer, and it is easy to get injured.

The later it gets, the longer the rest will be.

The process of the competition was even more brutal!