Volume 2: Yun Ji Cang Hai Chapter 355: Gu Xing
After defeating two people in a row, Lin Yi's expression remained unchanged and he felt no joy in his heart.
The mysterious Xuantian Wonderland attracted many monks, and he couldn't help but be tempted by it. But in order to finally make the trip, the only way to win this competition is to rely on your ability.
Nian Si is very strong, in his early thirties, with a square face and a short beard. Before anyone arrived at the field, he had already launched his flying sword, and sneered at Lin Yi: "If you win two games by luck, you will become rampant and see if you can pass my test!"
Just as he was about to bow his hands and salute, before he could say anything, he saw the other party acting like this. Lin Yi simply put down his hand, looked at the visitor, smiled lightly and said nothing.
"Stop pretending to me, I'll see the truth behind your hands!" Nian Si roared, and the flying sword rose into the air. His arm shook, and a golden dragon about ten feet long appeared, and followed the flying sword with its teeth and claws. Come over.
The other party was coming menacingly, and indeed he had some real abilities. Lin Yi's eyes narrowed, hesitating secretly, then pointed his finger, and the red flame sword whizzed away. He grabbed the air with his right hand, and a red gold flame dragon that was more than three feet long suddenly jumped into the air, roaring silently, and its momentum was even greater.
The two flying swords were intertwined in the air, and it was difficult to distinguish them. But Lin Yi's Golden Dragon Hand shocked the entire audience. The two foundation-building monks on the stage opened their eyes in unison, and the many onlookers below the stage also had different expressions, and exclamations came out from time to time.
"Is this the Golden Dragon Hand?"
"Isn't it the Golden Dragon Hand? There are a few disciples of Zhengyang Sect whom I don't know, but this..."
"The Golden Dragon Hand is a technique of locking and controlling, but is this still the Golden Dragon Hand?"
"The hand technique this man performed is familiar! It's not the Golden Dragon Hand!"
"Where is the golden dragon hand? This red gold fire dragon is definitely not comparable to the lock control ability! I don't think it is simple!"
"..."
"Humph! This brat is not bad at all!" Jane looked at the situation on the field, looked slightly stunned, and muttered to herself. He thought for a moment, tugged his beard, and said to the two fellow disciples beside him: "It's rare in Zhengyang Sect that the Golden Dragon Shou can do this! I think it's better to include this kid in the inner sect. "
Dexin gave a noncommittal 'hmm' and looked at the ring attentively. Wu Qi on the side frowned. After seeing Lin Yi win two games in a row, he was also surprised, but said disapprovingly: "I will not accept this person as my disciple. An outer disciple, Shang Xu Grind!”
"I think so...this brat!" Suddenly thinking of something, Jane suddenly gave up her pity for the talent, and immediately gave up her intention of accepting a disciple, and snorted in annoyance.
"This golden dragon hand is no small feat! It is comparable to the skills of a foundation-building monk!" Dexin exclaimed in admiration, and the two people beside him also looked up.
"..."
Just as he was taking a breath, Lin Yi's red gold flame dragon pounced on the opponent's golden dragon.
Golden light flickered in mid-air, and flames surged. In just a moment, the red gold flame dragon tore the golden dragon into pieces, and then rushed towards Nian Si with a "Woo----" sound.
At this time, Nian Si was no longer as calm as before. He was secretly frightened when he saw the other party unleashing a more powerful red gold flame dragon. Now that the Golden Dragon Hand that he was so proud of has fallen apart, it can be imagined that this outer disciple is not as simple as he imagined.
But when I realized it, it was too late. Nian Si had just sacrificed a protective magical weapon, and the red gold flame dragon had already entangled it in an instant. The unbearable scorching heat made him confused. He hurriedly used magic weapons to protect his vitals, but he couldn't escape. He couldn't help but curse loudly: "What kind of heresy are you talking about? It is definitely not my Zhengyang Sect's technique. You will be here soon." I’ll let it out, otherwise you won’t be able to eat it and walk around!”
Nian Si thought that the other party was just an outer disciple. Even with a ninth-level cultivation, he couldn't display such a weird golden dragon hand. And since he had the status of an inner disciple, he was annoyed, or perhaps relying on something, so he threatened Lin Yi.
"Is it difficult to admit defeat?" Lin Yi said to himself.
As a monk, when your skills are inferior to others, you must have the consciousness to admit defeat instead of using your words to show off! Since you are so ignorant, why should I have any scruples?
His eyebrows were raised and his eyes were cold. As Lin Yi rushed forward, he grabbed hard with his palms. The momentum of the red gold flame dragon became stronger and stronger, tightly binding Nian Si.
"What are you going to do? Clan uncle, save me!" Frightened, Nian Si yelled again.
Lin Yi ignored him at all. With a flick of his arm, the three-foot-long red gold flame dragon pulled up the tightly bound Nian Si and threw him down to the ring.
This extremely domineering move caused an uproar on and off the court. Nian Si was seen kicking his legs and feet in mid-air, screaming and flying out of the ring.
"enough----!"
Following a scolding, a figure suddenly appeared. It was the old man who was hosting the stage. As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to grab it, and a golden dragon more than five feet long appeared out of thin air. Nian Si, wrapped in green onions, was gently placed on the ground. When Lin Yi saw this, he withdrew the red gold flame dragon in time, and stood alone on the ring with a calm expression.
"When competing with fellow students, you should be humble and give in first. How can you rely on your cultivation to arbitrarily humiliate your opponent?" The old man fell on the ring and glared at Lin Yi.
Lin Yi frowned slightly, bowed and remained silent.
"Hmph!" Seeing that the other party was quite respectful, the old man's anger subsided a little. After snorting coldly, he raised his voice to the audience and said: "The winners of the herringbone arena competition are Nian Si, Luo Yi... Lin Yi. "
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"This golden dragon has a strong earth-fire energy in its hands, it's really weird!"
In a pavilion on Danyang Peak, a very beautiful woman spoke. Next to him, a handsome middle-aged man withdrew his consciousness from the 'rooftop' under the mountain peak, held his hand on his green beard and pondered in silence.
The woman's eyes were like water, and she glanced at the man. The pavilion shrouded in clouds and mist suddenly looks beautiful.
The man chuckled, gently held the woman in his arms, and said lovingly: "Madam, don't be surprised! I just think this boy is behaving strangely, and I'm a little curious in my heart."
The woman gently raised her jade wrist, took the man's arm and walked to the flower window, looked at the mountains and clouds, and said aloud: "Could it be that your husband has a love for talents, why don't you let Luoyi accept this young man? "
The man shook his head slightly, pondered for a moment, and said: "The talented people in the sect are like crucian carp crossing the river. How can I take care of so many things? What's more, it's a bit weird that an outer sect disciple can reach the peak of Qi training!" Don’t you hear that many families in Daxia were wiped out for no reason? I’m worried..."
"Does Senior Brother Hong Yuanzi know about this?" Zhen raised his head lightly and asked the woman.
"How could you not know this, senior brother! But he doesn't want to do anything, he just wants to have a baby!" the man said softly.
"Giving a baby? It's not easy! There are only two seniors in the Nascent Soul stage in the entire Great Xia. I'm afraid I won't be able to get married in this life!" The woman sighed quietly.
The man fell into deep thought.
"My husband is worried about this trip to Xuantianmen..." The woman hesitated to speak.
The man said "Oh" and came back to his senses. There was a flash of light in his eyes, and he said with a gentle smile: "Don't worry, madam! Maybe you are worrying too much about your husband! In Xuantian Wonderland, there may be a chance to have a baby..."
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The two-day competition in the Zhengyang Sect was over. Several sword rainbows flashed across the sky, and the elders in the foundation-building stage left on their own, while the remaining disciples in the Qi-training stage returned in groups.
Lin, Song Shou and Mo Da walked down the mountain together.
"Junior brother Lin, you are so majestic today! I wish I could have your skills!" Song Shou walked in front and turned around to praise.
Lin Yi walked behind the two of them. After hearing this, he smiled nonchalantly.
Mo Da in front stopped, looked back and forth, and said as if unintentionally: "Lin...Junior Brother Lin has just started, and he has provoked a lot of people!"
Lin Yi followed up and asked casually: "What does Senior Brother Mo mean by this?"
Song Shou also looked at Mo Da curiously.
Mo Da chuckled, walked leisurely, showed a simple and honest smile, shook his head and said: "Actually...it's nothing, just...most of the disciples in Zhengyang Sect come from family...recommendations , People are intricately intertwined... Sometimes... if you offend one person for no reason, countless people will come out to oppose you..."
"Senior brother Mo is right. There was a clan member in the sect that Nian Si. He was humiliated in your hands today. Junior brother, you must be careful in the future!" Song Shou also agreed.
Lin Yi raised his eyebrows, glanced at Mo Da, and said to Song Shou: "What Senior Brother Song said is wrong! Are you humiliated in my hands? This is just a competition in the ring. If it is as you said, Isn’t it true that all the losers will feel resentful about this?”
Without waiting for Song Shou's response, Lin Yi asked again: "Do you and Senior Brother Mo have any clansmen to help you in the sect?" The latter shrugged his shoulders and said with a wry smile: "In the huge Zhengyang Sect, who doesn't have a few clansmen? Yeah! But as an outer disciple, if I want to curry favor with others, I need someone to pay attention to me!"
Mo Dashen nodded sympathetically and said: "In the family, there are also distant relatives. Only the inner disciples maintain the communication between the family and the sect."
It seems that the outer disciples are not only disliked within the sect, but are also ignored in the family. On the contrary, that is to say, inner disciples are not easy to mess with!
Lin Yi glanced deeply at Mo Da's back, then turned his gaze to the mountain road below, and he couldn't help but frown.
The monk's legs and feet are as nimble as those of ordinary people. At such a short time, the originally busy winding mountain road became sparsely populated. He was about to leave Danyang Peak, but the three people who appeared at the foot of the mountain reminded Lin Yi of what Mo Da had just said.
It seems that the road between enemies is narrow!
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