Chapter 596: Not a Good Fight

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The ninety-second floor of the Fairy Tower.

Wisps of sunlight penetrated the barrier and fell into the tower from outside. Outside the tower was a bright blue sky and white clouds, but inside the tower there were bursts of frost.

An Lin looked at the man in gray robe fifty meters away in front of him. He had pale skin and narrow eyes. There was a cold full moon floating behind him, and there was a hidden murderous intention in the coldness.

An Lin could feel that this man's aura had reached the late stage of returning to the void. It was obvious that this was a top immortal who had understood the artistic conception of Shinto!

A trace of smile appeared on the man's face, he nodded slightly, and said in a rather soft voice: "Hello, I didn't expect that such an amazing genius would appear on campus. He has reached the level of spiritual transformation just in school. In the middle stage, it’s no wonder that I can reach the ninety-second level. I am Fang Yi, and I follow the path of Shuangyue.”

An Lin was stunned when he heard this: "You can still speak?"

Fang Yi nodded: "I have already stepped into my own way, so the fighting spirit can also be integrated into some of my true meaning of the way, and I have self-awareness. This is also the reason why I can pass on the fighting inheritance and teach it to you. It's a pity, This is not a means of immortality, it will eventually perish..."

"Hello, senior, I am An Lin." An Lin bowed respectfully after hearing this.

Fang Yi nodded with a smile on his face: "Very good, then, little friend An Lin, can we get started? As long as you defeat me and make me happy, I can consider teaching you one and a half moves."

An Lin's face twitched slightly. He was talking nicely before, but why did his style of painting suddenly change?

However, he stopped inking. As soon as he stepped forward, the power of the God of War's body began to emanate from his body.

"Oh? This aura is so powerful, and it also has the power of great perfection..." Fang Yi had a look of surprise on his face. He waved one hand, and a space of hundreds of meters in radius was suddenly filled with endless moonlight.

The power of the moonlight showed a faint bright white color, and it seemed to be integrated with the entire space, completely unable to be dispersed by external force.

An Lin felt an extremely bone-chilling cold start to hit his whole body.

The power carried by the moonlight is far away and ethereal, but it follows it like a shadow.

An Lin knew that he could not sit still and wait for death, so the wind wings behind him stretched out and suddenly pounced on Fang Yi.

However, just when An Lin made a move, a silvery-white blade that secretly carried death flashed past somewhere in the void and hit his heart in an instant!

"Bang!" The sharp edge seemed to have hit something extremely hard, and it exploded like a splash of water.

Fang Yi's expression changed, and the frosty moon behind him shone brightly. But at this time, An Lin had already rushed in front of him, activated the Earth Lotus Divine Art with all his strength, and punched down with the force of his fist covering the earth!

Boom!

The golden ripples vibrated so much that even the air began to twist, and Fang Yi's barrier made of moonlight shattered instantly.

"Pfft..." He spat out a mouthful of blood and flew back.

An Lin was shocked. The fighting spirit could actually vomit blood?

Fang Yi wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and looked at An Lin with a horrified expression: "You are very strong! I didn't expect that a monster like you would appear in the heaven. I'm going to use my strongest move!"

After he finished speaking, he suddenly pinched a strange ancient seal with his hands, and the frosty moon behind him suddenly split into two, and then split into four... During the continuous splitting, the densely packed frosty moon finally filled the void.

The endless coldness surged in the void, making people suffocating.

Shinto magic, ten thousand frosts and the moon!

An Lin finally took a breath when he saw this formation, and his legs became weak.

He has trypophobia.

Just as countless frosty moons were setting, flame marks appeared on An Lin's forehead, and fire feathers floated beside him.

He made a bow-drawing gesture with one hand and pointed at Fang Yi with the other.

Star Demon Flame, Great Sun Flame, Falling Moon Flame, and Void Flame, the four divine fires began to converge into a long arrow.

This is a technique that uses the full force of the True Fire Feather Technique and combines the Red God Arrow with the four divine fires.

Boom boom boom...

An Lin's body was submerged in the endless bombardment of the frosty moon.

However, a red arrow with a tip like a star and a body like the sun instantly broke through the terrifying frosty moonlight, pulling out a trajectory like a flying star in the void, directly piercing Fang Yi's heart!

The moonlight dispersed, and Fang Yi looked at the hole in his heart with a shocked expression, his face full of disbelief.

After a few seconds of silence, he came back to his senses and muttered to himself: "I actually lost? And I lost so cleanly?"

An Lin's figure also appeared in front of him, making him even more unbelievable.

Although An Lin's clothes were in tatters, but without defense, he ate one of his strongest spells without leaving a trace of scar on his skin!

"Hiss..." Fang Yi took a deep breath, "What kind of body is this?"

An Lin glanced at Fang Yi's pierced heart and looming extremely unstable body. He didn't answer Fang Yi's words, scratched his head and said, "Does this count as me winning?"

Fang Yi twitched his lips: "Of course, you won this battle! With an outstanding talent like you in Heaven, I think it will become even more brilliant in the future!"

"Senior, you're honored." An Lin said with some anticipation, "That...the inheritance of combat techniques..."

"Oh, I won't give you my combat skills." Fang Yi waved his hand and said.

An Lin looked stunned and said a little confused: "Why?"

He had clearly defeated Fang Yi, and defeated him so easily, how come there was no inheritance? !

"It's like this, I mean you defeated me and made me feel good, so I shared my battle inheritance with you..." Fang Yi pointed to his chest and continued, "But you, you solved the battle in an instant! I didn't even get excited, and you were finished, just like a real man in three seconds, how can I feel good?"

An Lin's body swayed slightly, and a mouthful of old blood was stuck in his chest.

His mouth opened wide, as if he had heard it wrong.

Too fast? Didn't feel good?

This explanation is also acceptable? This reason for rejection is too fresh and unconventional, right? !

Outside the Immortal Spirit Tower, the students who were paying attention to An Lin's battle were also confused.

They could naturally hear the conversation between Fang Yi and An Lin. So the lofty and majestic image of the top immortals seemed to be showing signs of collapse...

"Is this what the top immortals should say?"

"Shocked! The campus genius rushed to the 92nd floor, but did not get the inheritance because he was too fast!"

"I feel sorry for classmate An Lin for a minute. I want to vomit blood after hearing this reason."

"It seems that being too strong is not a good thing. The immortals said they can't stand it..."

...

Fang Yi finally felt better when he saw An Lin's lost look.

With such a strong body and such terrifying magic, why do you need his battle inheritance? !

It's useless to learn it. After all, the art is more about quality than quantity.

Through the battle, he also knew that An Lin's magic level was obviously stronger, so why should he waste his strength to pass it on to him... It's better to save his strength for the students who come later.

Of course, these words can't be said to his face, otherwise he, a dignified immortal in the late stage of returning to the void, where would his face be put.

Fang Yi smiled and comforted him: "Little friend An Lin, don't be disappointed. You are very powerful and you will definitely have the opportunity to obtain a better combat inheritance. I think you can challenge higher levels of the Immortal Spirit Tower, such as the ninety-fifth and ninety-sixth floors..." At this time, Bai Zhong had already appeared in front of An Lin: "Congratulations, classmate An Lin, you have successfully passed the trial of the ninety-second floor. Which floor do you want to choose next?" He also watched An Lin's battle and had a better understanding of An Lin's strength. Because of this, the contempt in his heart disappeared, and his eyes looking at An Lin also became more curious and expectant. "I want to challenge the ninety-eighth floor!" An Lin said without thinking. He felt that he was still too low-key. Why did he choose the ninety-second floor? He worked hard to fight a small BOSS, but there was no reward. It would be better to choose the most difficult one at the beginning. He, An Ritian, has never been afraid of anyone! Bai Zhong: "..., OK!"