The disciples under Fengyunzhuang were originally the most famous of the elder brother Lu Hao, but since Yun Zhuojue made an exception to accept Lin Xiaofu as a disciple, Lin Xiaofu became a disciple. Lin Xiaofu's reputation rose above Lu Hao. Everyone in the entire cultivation world knew Lin Xiaofu's name...

Fang Sheng, a lay disciple of the White Horse Temple, looked at Lin Xiaofu, who was thin and trembling, and couldn't help but feel suspicious.

Until now, Fang Sheng felt that all the disciples under Fengyunzhuang were outstanding, far from comparable to ordinary practitioners. Xiang Tian’s cold and handsomeness, Lu Hao’s mature and persistent attitude, Bai Fei, Yang Mei and Yun Haiyang’s youthful and heroic postures all made Fang Sheng envious and jealous.

But why did Lin Xiaofu, who is the most famous in front of him, look cowardly? You can clearly see his feet trembling slightly, making his body unstable, shaking constantly, and making a lot of flaws.

Could it be that this mute servant's Taoist craft is so profound that he can show the enemy to be weak and lure the enemy to take action, and then he defeated it with a thunderous force?

Thinking of this, Fang Sheng felt a chill rising from his back, and vaguely felt that there was no victory in this battle. He was afraid, and immediately looked like he was facing a great enemy, and was fully alert. He dared not act rashly on the ring, for fear that Lin Xiaofu would find a flaw and be hit off the ring in an instant.

Fang Sheng did not dare to move, and Lin Xiaofu did not dare to take the initiative. After all, he had been a beginner in Taoism for a year, and his time was still short, and he had no experience in practical combat methods.

Looking at the opponent in front of him with a tiger-backed and bear-backed opponent, Lin Xiaofu was also uneasy and his mind was blank. "Jingyun Jue" had long forgotten everything. He stood on the stage stupidly, with a huge empty door exposed and motionless.

Time flies like water. After half an hour passed in the blink of an eye, the two people on the ring were still like puppet clay sculptures, not moving at all.

The people watching the game from the audience suddenly started to clamor, and some impatient people even started to yell.

"Did you two fall into the detention technique? Is this a fight? Get started!"

"Do you two guys think they are too handsome? You want to put on the ring to give us a look? It's really a shame in the world of cultivation!"

"What a pair of live treasures. Do you think it's fun? I'm so boring, I'm so boring!"

...

Lin Xiaofu and Fang Sheng were almost flooded by the saliva of the immortals, and they were blushing and in a mess.

Suddenly, a loud voice shouted in the field: "What do you know? This is the highest level of fighting. Before the enemy moves, I don't move. The enemy has moved, I move first. I can't beat the highest level of magic. You are really a group of frogs in the well!"

The audience was silent. All the immortals felt that the loud voice had some truths and began to think about the profound meaning of these words.

Lin Xiaofu looked down at the stage and saw that the senior brother Zhu Zhang, who was loudly calling him to sign up for the battle on the arena.

Because of Zhu Zhang's shout, no one dared to continue to mock the two people on the stage, so as not to seem to be not smart enough and not understand what the supreme state of Taoism is.

Of course, the immortals in the audience did not think that Lin Xiaofu and Fang Sheng had entered the state of "unparalleled ability" and agreed that the two were just pretending to be on the stage.

The silent confrontation continued, and after another half an hour, someone yawned all over the place.

Throughout history, no matter whether good or evil is good or evil, except for opponents with extremely high Taoism, great magic power, and equal magic power, they can fight for several hours, and almost all the fighting rarely lasts for more than half an hour. At this moment, the silent "styling fighting" of the pair of idiots on the ring has lasted for more than an hour, which has caused great headaches for everyone watching the battle.

Some immortal masters even began to speculate that the two of them on the ring had a tacit understanding, and they would fight for a few days and nights, break the record of the battle time, and be famous for the history of cultivation?

Thinking of this, all these immortals were gasping for breath and ready to get up and leave.

At this moment, changes finally took place on the ring.

Every time, Lin Xiaofu and Fang Sheng have to change their standing positions. After all, standing in one position for too long will cause soreness in the back and pain, and it will be painful.

Fang Sheng felt that his right foot was a little sore and his blood and energy were not running smoothly, so he lifted his right foot and moved slightly.

It happened that Lin Xiaofu stood for too long at this moment, felt his legs weak, and almost fell to the ground, so he hurriedly took a step forward.

Lin Xiaofu's step was exactly the step that followed Fang Sheng's retreat. In Fang Sheng's opinion, Lin Xiaofu's step was so wonderful that it was so difficult to describe, and he completely forced himself to a disadvantage.

Pulled by the qi, Lin Xiaofu had to force him to go to Fang Sheng.

Fang Sheng saw Lin Xiaofu slowly pushing in towards him with a wry smile, and was shocked and afraid. He didn't dare to hesitate at the moment, so he sacrificed the immortal sword "White Horse" and attacked Lin Xiaofu.

The fairy sword "White Horse" stabbed out dazzling light, and immediately transformed into a white horse with an extremely divine horse. It galloped over the clouds and rushed towards Lin Xiaofu.

Lin Xiaofu looked panicked and was about to use the "Shock Cloud Decision" to resolve Fang Sheng's offensive, but he was anxious to forget all the mysterious and abnormal formulas and stood there on the spot.

Before the rushing white horse as rushing as a tiger hit, a powerful whirlwind hit first. Lin Xiaofu staggered, unable to stabilize his body, and fell to the ground with his back.

Although this fall was extremely embarrassed, Lin Xiaofu avoided Fang Sheng's sharp sword move, and the white horse whizzed past Lin Xiaofu's head, which was extremely dangerous.

Lin Xiaofu quickly got up, calmed down, and used the "Flying Dragon Cycle" one of the thirteen tricks of the "Shock Cloud Fight".

"The flying dragon is in the sky, and it is irresistible to travel to and from heaven and earth!"

In just a few seconds, thick clouds gathered above Lin Xiaofu's head, and the clouds fluctuated, as if something was about to break through the clouds.

I don’t know if it’s the wind blowing or the dragon roaring, but the heaven and earth resound.

A white cloud dragon roared down, with its eyes wide open, its teeth and claws spreading, and it rushed towards Fang Sheng.

Although this cloud dragon is transformed by cloud energy and is quite small, it looks very similar to the legendary blue dragon. It descends from the sky and has an invincible aura that looks down on the world.

Seeing that Lin Xiaofu finally made an attack, Yunlong came fiercely, how could Fang Sheng dared to be careless? He rushed to the immortal sword "White Horse" and pointed his right ring finger at the direction of the Big Dipper Star, and said, "White Horses descended from the sky, the heads of ten thousand horses, with the king's order, to control the galloping ten thousand horses!"

The blades on both sides of the fairy sword "White Horse" in the sky flashed with a ray of green light, and then the color changed rapidly, and the sky suddenly became colorful, colorful and bizarre.

The cloud dragon had already attacked wildly, and the colorful light instantly turned into hundreds of white horses, spreading its hooves and rushed towards the cloud dragon. Ten thousand horses were silenced, and all the people watching the battle changed their faces.

This torrent-like horse herd rushed towards the thin cloud dragon with a rushing force. It almost rushed the cloud dragon into pieces as soon as it touched, turning into cloud air, and dissipating in the air.

Seeing this scene, Fang Sheng's courage increased, so he took advantage of the victory and pursued it quickly, for fear that Lin Xiaofu would use a strange magical magic that he could not resist.

Fang Sheng's immortal sword "White Horse" stabbed out sword flowers like stars in the sky, covering Lin Xiaofu overwhelmingly. Behind the sword flowers were thousands of horses running like thunder, and countless horse shadows almost covered the entire sky.

Lin Xiaofu didn't know where he got the courage, so he pulled out the golden giant sword "Wang Jian" behind him and slashed in the air madly, looking like a madman who was at the end of the road, pitiful and sad.

Although Lin Xiaofu has a shallow Taoist practice and has no experience in fighting against the enemy, the "King Sword" in his hand is the evil sword of the evil king Canghai who has the ability to penetrate the sky and the earth. It is a treasure that is extremely evil and strange. Compared with the "Blood Sword" that was combined with the power of the blood demon when he was in the devil, the "Blood Sword" made by one magic weapon of each of the Taoist and Buddha's sects is not inferior, and it is even better.

And the magical and unpredictable abilities of the "Wang Jian" became the key to his victory in this battle.

Lin Xiaofu's crazy sting did not emit a trace of sword energy, but the golden light emitted by the "Wang Jian" naturally went against the sky. First, it completely dissolved all the sword flowers in the sky, and then dispersed the rushing horses and disappeared into the air.

Fang Sheng did not expect that he could cast his spell with all his strength, but was easily resolved by Lin Xiaofu's random chopping. It was simply unbelievable. He was surprised and didn't know what to do.

The "Wang Jian" was extremely heavy. Lin Xiaofu's crazy sword dance was so exhausted that he knew that he would never defeat Fang Sheng, a lay disciple of the White Horse Temple who had a high level of Taoism, so he planned to admit defeat.

But because he was not satisfied with his breath, he only said half of his words.

"Brother Fang Sheng, you are superb in Taoism. I, Lin Xiaofu, admire you very much, so..."

Fang Sheng was extremely shocked when he saw Lin Xiaofu, who had been a mute servant, who could speak. He thought that Lin Xiaofu's Taoist Dharma had made great progress and cured his innate disability with supreme magic. He was even more respectful. He also heard that Lin Xiaofu was so humble and praised his Taoist Dharma for his superb Taoist Dharma. Fang Sheng was even more grateful, thinking that Lin Xiaofu had given him enough face and signaled him to admit defeat automatically.

Fang Sheng didn't think about it, and took back the immortal sword "White Horse", clasped his fists at Lin Xiaofu, and said sincerely: "Brother Lin's Taoism is so high that it is far beyond our imagination. And Fang Sheng is grateful to Fang Sheng. If I continue to entangle with Brother Lin, it would be too disgusting. Fang Sheng admits defeat, and wishes Brother Lin to win the championship of this arena battle and defeat all the heroes!"

After saying that, Fang Sheng flew out of the arena.

Seeing that his apprentice took the initiative to admit defeat inexplicably, the referee, Abbot Yuanjue, the chairman of the White Horse Temple, had no choice but to announce unwillingly: "The result of this battle is that Lin Xiaofu of Fengyun Village will be in the next round."

Lin Xiaofu on the stage almost didn't believe his ears. He had already revealed his defeat. When he was about to admit defeat, the other party admitted defeat first. This matter was too strange and he was stunned on the court, motionless like a dumb goose.

There were booing under the arena, but there were also a few people who were quite optimistic about the unfathomable and some wise and foolish Lin Xiaofu.

In any case, Lin Xiaofu miraculously defeated his opponent and advanced to the next round of ring battles, but will luck continue to accompany him until he enters the final showdown?

No one knows the answer.

(The book friends have tickets to smash tickets, but don’t have tickets to support the individual. The fat duck skin is thick and thick, and it’s impossible to smash it without millions of tickets)
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