Chapter 47: Overcoming All Obstacles (1/2)

Lin Mu entered the venue.

Entering at the same time as him was Fu Shan, Lin Mu's opponent this time.

Fu Shan, as his name suggests, was tall and sturdy, standing tall like a mountain. Standing there, he was intimidating without anger, and a fierce aura spread out.

The judge on the sidelines was Feng Lie, a true disciple. Seeing Lin Mu and Fu Shan both enter the venue, he nodded slightly.

Feng Lie casually set up a ban and said to the two: "The competition begins!"

The ban isolated the noise outside the venue. In the ban, the two stood opposite each other, guarding against each other.

Lin Mu saw at a glance that Fu Shan's cultivation level was just the seventh level of Qi Refining. Lin Mu felt a little relieved and thought to himself that the first game was indeed an exception.

Neither of them spoke. Fu Shan nodded slightly to Lin Mu, indicating that the competition had begun.

Lin Mu nodded in agreement.

Lin Mu just raised his head and suddenly found that Fu Shan was rushing directly towards him.

Yes, like a strong copper-horned rhino, with amazing momentum, he rushed straight towards Lin Mu.

During this process, he did not perform any magic, just rushed at him.

Lin Mu was completely confused and could not understand Fu Shan's action at all.

Suddenly, a thought flashed through his mind.

Could he be a body cultivator?

Body cultivators are different from ordinary cultivators. They follow the path of body cultivation. Although they also cultivate spiritual power, they pay more attention to the tempering of the body. The cultivation of spiritual power is also for better tempering themselves.

Body cultivators disdain those slow magic.

They admire their own powerful strength.

Such people often have infinite power, and tearing tigers and leopards apart is commonplace for them. The huge rocks weighing more than a thousand pounds are like toys in their hands.

Lin Mu looked carefully at Fu Shan's figure, and he was indeed very similar to a body cultivator.

Although his steps were fast, they were extremely steady, and every step left a deep footprint on the ground.

Looking at Fu Shan who was quickly approaching him, Lin Mu had only one thought at the moment.

He must not be allowed to get close!

If Fu Shan got close to him, the two would definitely be in a physical fight. With Lin Mu's thin body, facing Fu Shan who could tear tigers and leopards apart alive, he would definitely not be able to resist!

Fu Shan's figure was extremely fast. Although he could not compare with Xu Song's phantom arc, he was much better than ordinary people.

Lin Mu made a prompt decision and immediately performed the "Wind Control Technique" and quickly flew into the air before Fu Shan got close.

When Fu Shan ran to where Lin Mu was originally standing, Lin Mu had already flown into the air and narrowly avoided Fu Shan's sharp pounce.

Lin Mu was floating in the air, about three feet above the ground.

Lin Mu thought that he had avoided this attack, and he was in the air, and Fu Shan could not do anything to him. He could only stand on the ground obediently, as a target, and let Lin Mu attack with magic.

But his idea was obviously wrong.

Fu Shan missed the first pounce and immediately turned around. He looked at Lin Mu who was flying into the air, and jumped up. His body instantly flew into the air. His hands were like hooks, and he grabbed Lin Mu's feet fiercely.

Lin Mu was immediately terrified. He was surprised by the jumping ability of this body cultivator.

He jumped over a height of three meters.

Fortunately, with the blessing of "Wind Control Technique", Lin Mu's movement in the air was much more flexible than Fu Shan.

He swung his tail like a carp and raised his feet suddenly, narrowly avoiding the fierce grab.

Although Fu Shan was extremely powerful and had amazing jumping ability, he could not stay in the air. After he ran out of strength, he fell from the air unwillingly.

Bang!

The dust on the ground was flying, and the bluestone ground was deeply sunken by his foot.

After dodging the attack, Lin Mu recovered and immediately performed "Red Fire Art".

A fireball whistled towards Fu Shan with the sound of wind.

Facing the fireball, Fu Shan was not afraid at all. He bent down and punched upward.

The fireball and the fist collided violently.

Boom!

Sparks flew everywhere. The fireball was vulnerable to Fu Shan's fist and collapsed.

Lin Mu took a breath and exclaimed, what a powerful punch!

Looking at Fu Shan's fist again, he found that his fist was intact. After breaking the fireball, it was still safe and sound, without even a trace of scar.

What a high level of body training!

Such a fireball can't hurt him at all!

Lin Mu did not stop, and his hands continued to cast spells. His hands were like a phantom, constantly changing. Four fireballs exactly the same as before formed in his hands.

"Red Fire Art" four consecutive shots!

The four fireballs were like a string of cannons, forming a straight line in the air and suddenly smashed towards Fu Shan.

Fu Shan was not afraid. He used his spiritual power fiercely. His muscles suddenly bulged. His body, which had been lifted up, quickly became larger. His body swelled like an air bag. His clothes were torn into pieces and scattered all over the ground.

Veins on his forehead bulged. Fu Shan's eyes were red. He punched the fireball fiercely.

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

Three consecutive explosions broke the four fireballs. The last two fireballs were connected together, and their power was greater than before, but they were also broken by Fu Shan's fist.

What a strong body!

Even the four consecutive shots of "Red Fire Art" could not hurt him.

Lin Mu knew that if he didn't use his trump card, he would not win this competition.

This competition needed a quick victory.

"Wind Control Art" could only allow Lin Mu to float in the air for the time of an incense stick. At this moment, he was in the middle of a fight, and the consumption of spiritual power was even more intense. If it dragged on for too long, the situation would not be optimistic.

Lin Mu could now attack Fu Shan freely, but he could not cause any harm to him. The two of them attacked and defended, and it seemed that Lin Mu had the upper hand.

But Lin Mu knew that once he landed, he would definitely lose this competition.

Originally, in the competition, Lin Mu was reluctant to use "Geng Jin Art" easily, because this move was too powerful. Once used, it would easily cause serious injuries.

But at this moment, Lin Mu had to use it.

Lin Mu quickly used "Geng Jin Art", and a small golden sword formed in his hand.

This time Lin Mu had some spare strength, and this small golden sword did not consume much spiritual power.

As soon as Lin Mu cast his spell, the golden sword flashed and attacked Fu Shan. It was so fast that Fu Shan could not avoid it at all.

The golden sword pierced Fu Shan's right shoulder and passed through it, leaving a tiny hole.

Blood gushed out of the wound, like a spring, and continued to flow out.

The sharpness of the "Geng Jin Jue" really worked!

Even Fu Shan's rock-hard body could not resist it!

The winner of this competition has been decided.

If the competition continues, Fu Shan's injury will be more serious.

Lin Mu's "Geng Jin Jue" can not only be used once. After Lin Mu's extensive practice, Lin Mu can even occasionally perform two consecutive "Geng Jin Jue".

Who can resist such an attack power?

Fu Shan is very straightforward. Seeing that Lin Mu's attack power can pierce his body, he knows that his body training level is not yet up to standard.

"I lost!" Fu Shan admitted defeat directly.

Feng Lie removed the restriction, and Lin Mu slowly fell down at this time.

Lin Mu came to Fu Shan and apologized: "I'm really sorry, I hit too hard and hurt my junior brother, I hope my junior brother will forgive me."

Fu Shan is a body cultivator, such injuries are commonplace to him and not worth mentioning.

Although there were waves of pain on his right shoulder, he did not change his face and smiled to Lin Mu: "It's okay, it's just a minor injury, thank you for your mercy. If you can't hurt me, I won't admit defeat. No matter who it is, as long as they can't hurt me, they can't beat me."

These words clearly revealed his confidence in his own body training level.

Seeing Fu Shan so generous, Lin Mu smiled and said: "Junior brother's courage is admirable."

At this time, Feng Lie announced: "This game, Lin Mu wins!"

After nodding to the two, Feng Lie left gracefully.

Fu Shan's wound was still bleeding. This was obviously not the first time he had experienced such an injury. He took out a bottle of healing medicine from his storage ring, poured out some powder and was about to apply it to the wound.

Lin Mu hurriedly said, "Let me do it."

He took the small bottle, poured a little into his palm, and gently applied the powder to him. During this process, Fu Shan did not say a word, as if the wound Lin Mu touched was someone else's and had nothing to do with him.

The powder was extremely effective. Just after applying it for a while, the blood stopped and no longer flowed out.

Body cultivators are not afraid of their hands, because after each injury, the body will be trained to be stronger.

Some hardworking people, in order to increase the effect of tempering, even deliberately hurt themselves to enhance their own strength and recovery.

Fu Shan's wound stopped bleeding so quickly, half of which was due to the healing medicine and half to his own strong recovery. Such an injury can be healed in just ten days or half a month. If it were an ordinary person, it would take more than a month to lift his right hand freely.

After the bleeding stopped, Lin Mu handed the vial to Fu Shan, and the two said goodbye and left.

Lin Mu returned to the courtyard and continued to practice magic.

After winning two games in a row, Lin Mu has entered the top 500.

The competition was in full swing, and Lin Mu was lucky in the next two days.

Perhaps the bad luck at the beginning was over, and the next two opponents were ordinary.

One was at the seventh level of Qi Refining, and the other was at the eighth level of Qi Refining.

The seventh level of Qi Refining was a fire-type spiritual root cultivator, and the magic he knew was just a "Fireball Technique". His attainments in "Fireball Technique" were not very high, and he could only do three consecutive "Fireball Techniques".

Such strength was far inferior to Xu Song and Fu Shan.

Lin Mu didn't know if this person was lucky, and such strength could also enter the top 500.

But when he met Lin Mu, his lucky journey came to an end.

In just three rounds, Lin Mu knocked him to the ground with four bursts of the Red Fire Art.

This man was convinced of his defeat and admitted defeat directly.

The cultivator at the eighth level of Qi Refining was quite standard. He had dual spiritual roots of water and earth. The combination of magic he learned was also good. He learned the Water Arrow Art for the water element and the Dust Raising Art for the earth element. His strategy was the same as Lin Mu's before, which was to use the Dust Raising Art to create dust all over the sky to confuse the opponent's sight, and then use the Water Arrow Art to work in one shot.

This trick worked for him every time.

This was also an important reason why he was able to advance to the top 250.

But he met Lin Mu, who had already reached the level of perfection in this regard.

Lin Mu used his own method to treat the man.

However, Lin Mu used the "Wind Control Technique" to avoid the fatal blow at the last moment, but the man was not so lucky. The "Geng Jin Jue" went straight through his right arm. If it weren't for Lin Mu's deliberate control, it would only hurt his flesh, otherwise, his right arm would be lost.

He was scared and sweated coldly, and quickly admitted defeat.

Lin Mu won these two games very easily.

There were a total of 2,024 participants in this competition.

After the first game, 1,020 people were eliminated, and after two games, there were 506 people left.

After the third game, there were only 253 people left, and after the fourth game, the number of people dropped sharply, leaving only 127 people.

Originally, after the third match, the remaining 253 people could only be paired into 126 pairs, and one person would inevitably be left without a bye.

According to convention, the person with a bye was extremely lucky and could advance directly.

So after four matches, there were still 127 people left.

This was another odd number.

If someone was lucky enough to have a bye all the time, he could advance directly to the final top eleven!

Such things have indeed happened in the history of Qianyu Sword Sect, and more than once.

The most ridiculous thing is that once, a cultivator of the seventh level of Qi Refining actually made it into the final top eleven.

It is said that that competition was the most powerful competition in the history of Qianyu Sword Sect. The top ten were all at the tenth level of Qi Refining, and there was not even a cultivator at the ninth level of Qi Refining.

But this person was extremely lucky, and with a mere seventh level of Qi Refining, he made it into the final eleven.

This incident became a good story of Qianyu Sword Sect because of this.

After four consecutive matches, according to convention, you can rest for three days before the next match.

These three days can be used for rest or healing.

Because after the third match, the strength of the two contestants is getting closer and closer, and it is easy to get injured.

The later the match, the longer the rest time.

The process of the competition is also more brutal!