A bowl of Meng Po soup

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At the beginning of the competition, Lin Zisang took the lead in running the inner alchemy to seize the opportunity. Like an ordinary pharmacist, he used aura as a weapon to attack Li Teng.

As for Li Teng, he hid from the beginning to the end, and everyone saw signs of it after a long time. Judging from the fact that this little girl is still full of aura after dealing with it for so long, her cultivation may not be weaker than that of Lin Zi. Sang.

However, after half an hour, Li Teng, who was still hiding but not attacking, behaved a bit intriguing. Did he not know how to condense aura as a way to attack, or did he deliberately consume the opponent's aura?

Some people began to whisper in the audience. After all, everyone didn’t come here to watch this kind of cat-and-mouse game. On the stage, Lin Zisang stopped his hands the moment he felt his aura began to weaken, and the color of his eyes changed slightly. He got a little deeper, and then behaved like a gentleman, slightly bowed his hands to Li Teng in the middle of the stage, and said in a calm voice: "The girl has offended, and Lin is going to win without fighting."

All the monks present heard what Lin Zisang said clearly, and everyone fell silent for a while, looking straight at the field, only to see that Lin Zisang's body was not moving, but the spiritual energy in his body was quickly mobilized.

"It's condensing Qi into a sword"!

Hearing someone exclaimed from the audience, a gust of sword energy rushed towards Li Teng.

For everyone in the audience, it was shocking enough for a pharmacist at the fusion stage to be able to use the tricks of the Jindan stage sword cultivator, but what was even more shocking was that Li Teng, who seemed vulnerable, actually dodged it again.

"Han Yu, let's see."

Lu Hong is not an idiot. His daughter's appearance here already made him care. When Lin Zisang slashed at the little girl with his sword energy, he felt the unusual fluctuation of his daughter's spiritual energy, and immediately stopped Lu Hanyu from ringing the bell with spiritual energy transmission. the behavior of.

He originally thought that his daughter was for that Lin Zisang. When he saw that this kid could use the trick of condensing Qi into a sword, Lu Hong had no choice but to praise him for his outstanding talent.

But my daughter should be happy seeing this scene, this nervous and worried expression doesn't seem to be for Lin Zisang, could it be for that little girl?Lu Hong buried a trace of doubt in his heart, and seeing his daughter calm down, he continued to look at the stage.

One person pursued closely, one person hid leisurely, after the commotion caused by Lin Zisang's condensed qi sword, the situation did not change in any way.

The opponent's attack became more and more eager, while Li Teng's response became more and more calm. In his previous life, he was defeated by this so-called condensed energy sword, isn't it? It's only natural that she, an unknown little pharmacist, lost, but it's hard to say in this life.

Others may not know it, but Li Teng knows better than anyone else that this Lin Zisang has already surpassed most Jindan stage sword cultivators in terms of strength, because the most important step for Jindan stage to enter the Nascent Soul stage is to transform into a sword cultivator. Qi is a sword, a sword that can truly pierce the chest.

In the previous life, she was defeated by this person because she underestimated the enemy. Later, thanks to this person, she even experienced the feeling of being pierced by a sword in the chest. This time, it is up to her to decide who will experience it.

Lin Zisang clearly sensed that his aura was about to be exhausted. Although he had learned how to condense his aura into a sword, he was far inferior to Jindanqi Sword Cultivator in mobilizing his aura.So at this moment, if you want to win, you have to fight quickly. It's a pity that this Li Teng has no real skills. Hiding like a mouse is a headache, and he can't wait to get rid of it.

Feeling the spiritual energy in his body starting to dry up, he took a deep breath, and a slight blood color appeared in his eyes, since you are so ignorant, don't blame me for being disregarded.

"It's a spirit sword!"

There was a commotion in the crowd. As we all know, if a Jindan stage sword cultivator wants to break through and enter the Nascent Soul stage, the first threshold is to condense Qi into a sword, and the second threshold is to transform spiritual energy into a substantial sword. It's called the Spirit Sword.

Although the first stage can severely injure people, it is far inferior to the second stage, because the spirit sword can kill people, not only is there no difference from the real sword, it is even more flexible and unexpected when used.

Lin Zisang mobilized his spiritual energy to attack head-on, and at the same time quietly used the spirit sword. When the people present saw the spirit sword hanging high behind Li Teng, they knew that the victory was over and the little girl couldn't hide.

They can even predict that Lin Zisang will be the final winner in this fusion stage competition. After all, the sword cultivators in the fusion stage do not have such talents. Breaking through the fusion stage, if this person can enter the golden core stage, I am afraid the future is boundless.

In the arena, unlike what everyone saw in the audience, Lin Zisang, who had just shown a triumphant smile, couldn't smile for a second. Although the spirit sword came behind the man, it suddenly couldn't move.

He looked at Li Teng with horror in his eyes. This person is a poison master. He turned out to be a poison master. He could not feel a trace of aura in his body. This made Lin Zisang feel unprecedented fear. The right to use his body no longer belonged to him, except breathing He couldn't even blink, and could only watch helplessly as his opponent turned away.

Under the eyes of everyone, with the victory already decided, Li Teng turned around and looked at the spirit sword hanging in front of him, and smiled slightly, like a plum blossom in the cold winter revealing its plain red petals, staring blankly I saw all the sword repairers under the stage.

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