Practice starts with skill points

"Laugh?"

Chu Yu glanced at Zhong Lin fiercely.

"Sorry, don't hold back, you are really lucky, haha."

Zhonglin Haha laughed.

I have said that the disciples of the outer door have no points system, tour tour, etc., that is, the winner, the loser, not to mention that the luck is not good, and luck is also part of the strength.

Maybe the top ten may be more than a few games, come to rank, but don't think about ten outs.

Chu Yu met Suoyu in the first game. Naturally, with her strength, it was impossible to be an opponent. Don't think about this session, you can only wait for the next time.

Chu Yu sighed and said, "You can't say that luck is not good. If I have your strength, where do you need any luck, just push it directly, hey!"

"Then practice well, with your practice progress, the next ten, the top ten will definitely have you."

"Borrowing your auspicious words, I almost forgot about the right thing. Sister Ye Yu want to see you."

"Sister Ye Yu?"

Zhong Lin froze, but nodded.

The two no longer stopped, flying towards Ju Yingfeng, and soon came to Listening to Yuge.

Ye Yu was waiting for a long time, and after seeing the two came, they waved and motioned.

"Sister Yu Yu Yu Yu."

Zhong Lin arched his hands without any neglect.

"Zhong Lin, you are really out of my expected, you can defeat Suo Yu, and enter the top ten in the outer door. I thought you were only talented on alchemy, but I did not expect that there was no bad on the martial arts road. Really look away. "

Ye Yu admired.

She really felt the accident, so when she heard Zhong Lin defeated Suoyu, she was stunned for a long time before the promotion.

"Just luck."

Zhong Lin was modest.

"Luck also requires the support of strength. Even if Chu Yu has your luck, you can't go." Ye Yu smiled,

When Chu Yu glanced at the corner of his mouth, he turned his head aside, and he didn't know whether he was angry or ashamed.

"Liu Ziyan who will have been looking for you, right?"

As soon as Ye Yu's tone turned, he asked Liu Ziyan directly.

Zhong Lin did not hide, nodded. This thing was found out of this thing, and there was no hidden need.

"right."

"It seems that you have rejected, you are not afraid offending Sikong?" Ye Yu looked at Zhong Lin curiously.

"They give it too little, and the empty white teeth let me give up, it is a bit uncomfortable." Zhong Lin said.

"So, you give up too much?" Ye Yu smiled and laughed.

"I did think so before, but I knew that the reward of Big Bi first was a nirvana fruit. Even if he gave much, I would not give up."

"I said how did you suddenly run me yesterday and ask the reward of Dabi here. Why, do you want to get the first?"

Zhong Lin looked at Ye Yu in doubt: "That's Nirvana, who has no idea? As for whether you can get the first one, you must play it for one game."

"No wonder you can suppress Suoyu in the boxing meaning. Martial arts practice is to have this kind of unconvinced personality. Sister Yingju really has nothing to look at you." Ye Yu admired.

"Sister Ying Ju?"

"Well, Sister Yingju asked me to bring you a sentence, although letting go, whether it is you or Lou Yue, who can get the first she is willing to go to you."

"Sister Ye Yu, I heard Liu Ziyan said that behind the leader is the third saint." Zhong Lin whispered.

Ye Yu glanced at Zhong Lin. If you have a deep meaning: "This is not what you should take care of, just remember the promise of Sister Yingju."

"yes."

"Go! Prepare it. Tomorrow’s battle is not more dangerous than today."

"Zhong Lin Ming Ming."

Saying goodbye to Ye Yu, Zhong Lin flew directly to Liu Xun Pavilion, but he had been thinking about what Ye Yu said.

"Below? Sister Yingju is just a real disciple. Where can I say this?"

After thinking about it for a long time, there is no reason for, but it has also increased Zhong Lin's bottom. It is also good to be able to stand in front of them.

After returning to the practice room and swallowing a elixir, Zhong Lin began to practice.

There is no mistake, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one 619, one book, one, one, one, one, one, one, a book!

A few hours later, accompanied by a powerful momentum from Zhong Lin's body, the cultivation of Xuan Dan's later period finally broke through to complete.

I did not feel surprised about the breakthrough in this break. After all, the five elements of the five elements Julingdan's medicine have not been digested. Now, after experiencing these battles, the bottlenecks are finally loosened to break through.

Zhong Lin slowly opened his eyes and felt the surging power of his body, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Native

"No. 4, Zhonglin, Sang Qin."

On the top of the ring, Zhong Lin stood up on the spot, and his opponent was a woman wearing a palace.

This is also the first time Zhong Lin encountered a female disciple as an opponent.

Neither of them said, after a gift, they started directly.

Zhong Lin stepped on, a punch bombarded, and the power carried by the fist oppressed the whole air to make a wow wow screaming sound, which made people not doubt the violent power hidden in this fist.

Sang Qinqin did not panic about Zhong Lin's punch. He grabbed the void, and the spirit sword with a strange shape appeared in his hands.

Many patterns are portrayed on the spirit sword, like gold and non -gold, like iron and non -iron, exuding strong power fluctuations, just a wave of hand, it directly broke the punch of Zhong Lin.

"It seems that Sang Qianqin has also learned from Suo Yu's lesson. She immediately used her life weapon. I just wonder if she is also a member of the Aotou Society."

While thinking, five blood lights condensed on Zhong Lin's palm, like lightning and wind, bright red, like cinnabar, suddenly shot out and slashed at Sang Qianqin.

Bang bang bang bang!

Five blood-colored sword qi hit Sang Qianqin's spirit sword at the same time, making a deafening sound, and the violent force even knocked her away.

How could Zhong Lin miss such an opportunity? He stepped forward, raised his fist, and was about to smash it down.

Suddenly, Sang Qianqin's figure suddenly disappeared, and the whole person turned into a series of phantoms like a ghost, wandering around.

Thousands of phantoms swayed everywhere, making Zhong Lin feel that every one of them was real, and he couldn't tell which one was the real form and which one was the shadow.

Chu Yu, Tang Yimei, Mu Yan and others were also watching the battle. A few days ago, several of them had been eliminated, and Zhong Lin’s promotion to the top ten naturally attracted them to come.

“Not good.”

Tang Yimei frowned and said with a worried look: “This is the True Form Illusion Technique. Sang Qianqin collected the energy of light, darkness and shadows and practiced hard for a decade. Once it is performed, thousands of shadows will sway everywhere when she shakes her body. Combined with her sharp swordsmanship, it is the best way to kill people invisibly. Junior Brother Zhong’s fighting style is open and closed, and he is most restrained. It’s troublesome.”