However, Fang Lin faced the challenge of the Three-Star Spirit Emperor for the first time and had to deal with it carefully. He had already prepared for the worst, which was of course not failure, but three consecutive games.
"Tell me, how do you compete?"
"It's about to begin!"
The people from the neutral faction were quite excited. Although the participating party was only an eight-star spiritual king, and the Tu family was supporting a three-star spiritual king, the gap in realm was a bit big, and it seemed that there was nothing to see.
But today they can see the full performance of the Samsung Soul Emperor, which will definitely be a feast for their eyes. Just for this one, it is worth it.
"The Tu family gang will definitely win. And they can also get five million high-grade immortal stones and an alchemist for free."
The speaker shook his head, as if he saw Fang Lin's sheep entering the tiger's mouth.
"Hmph, this man dares to join the war. He must have something wrong with his brain."
Fang Lin, who had a mental problem, was waiting for Zhao Situ and others to determine the scope of the competition. ??
"How else can we compare? Have you never competed outdoors?"
Wang Xin was immediately ridiculed. But seeing Fang Lin's innocent face, he told him his rules.
"Just compete in this open space, escape and run as you like, but the result must be obtained within one stick of incense."
Fang Lin saw a stick of incense appear in Zhao Situ's hand and placed it in the incense burner in front of the prize storage ring.
Zhao Situ smiled proudly.
"Boy, you have to be careful!"
Fang Lin knew that the game was not that simple. It would be too easy for these three-star spiritual emperors to delay the game.
Fang Lin was not afraid and said coldly: "Start!"
Wang Xin also smiled coldly, and his fists were directly covered with a layer of golden light, and two fist gloves appeared.
"start!"
After saying that, Wang Xin felt a burst of smoke from his feet and rushed towards Fang Lin with thumping steps.
Fang Lin saw that this man was very powerful and very fast. He almost rushed in front of him with a flash of golden light. Then he punched Fang Lin.<
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"It's really great!"
Fang Lin saw that the other party was a physical practitioner, so he decided to use physical cultivation to solve the problem without taking out the Immortal Slayer Sword.
With a flash of light, the Shuangfuxian glove appeared. Fang Lin directly received Wang Xin's punch and punched Wang Xin in the abdomen.
However, Wang Xin was also very strong, so he blocked it immediately, but was still hit by some punches, and his face suddenly became distorted.
"Boy, you have some skills!"
Wang Xin was a little surprised. Since he cultivated his spiritual body, he has rarely met decent opponents. Although he came here with the intention of winning against Fang Lin today, it seemed interesting to defeat him with his fists.
Wang Xin immediately mobilized most of his strength and punched Fang Lin again.
Fang Lin shouted, "Dragon-Tiger Fighting Body!"
Suddenly the tiger's shadow appeared behind him, causing his figure to swell a bit.
Wang Xin's punch came so fiercely that Fang Lin had to use both fists to block it.
Immediately, Fang Lin and Wang Xin punched each other a lot in various spaces.
When the last stick of incense was about to burn out, Fang Lin punched Wang Xin in the stomach, knocking him away and slamming him into a big tree.
Wang Xin vomited blood in his mouth and became depressed.
Wang Xin couldn't believe it and looked at Fang Lin, "This man's physical skills are very strong!"
He had always thought that Fang Lin was a swordsman, but he didn't expect that his physical skills were so strong.
Zhao Situ immediately came over to check it out.
"You actually lost. Fortunately, it has consumed a lot of his energy."
Zhao Situ glanced coldly at Fang Lin, who was resting by himself over there, "Liu Qingming, it's your turn!"
Liu Qingming smiled slightly and walked out.
"He won, he actually won! An eight-star spiritual king could actually defeat the three-star spiritual king? There is a gap of five realms. That is simply a gap between heaven and earth."
The neutral faction was shocked. They were not optimistic about Fang Lin at first, but now they just felt that their minds were confused.
"As expected of the Immortal Wuyou's disciple, if he were an ordinary person, he would certainly not be able to become the Immortal's disciple!"
Some people are willing to accept this result directly and happily believe that Fang Lin can win all games.
"But that doesn't explain that he can fight beyond level five! I've never heard of it."
"Have we heard of it?"
The neutral faction was in civil strife. They were all shocked by Fang Lin's strength, but they could not let go of their common sense.
"You are really ignorant."
Fang Lin only found it funny when he heard these people's comments. Haven't these people heard of Manjing Realm?
Since Fang Lin has been practicing, he will inevitably reach the full realm in every major realm. Added up, his strength far exceeds that of people in the same realm.
Moreover, Fang Lin's Xiaowang Monument is carved from a single piece of heavenly materials and earthly treasures, and its power far exceeds that of cultivators of the same level.
Those cultivators only have a palm-sized stele of Xiao Wang.
Immediately, Fang Lin looked at Liu Qingming, who appeared coldly, and saw a knife in his hand.
"Hey, you are actually a swordsman. Don't lose to me and embarrass the swordsman."
Fang Lin smiled. The fun of ridicule was to see the face of the person opposite him change drastically and turn into anger.
"Take care of yourself! It's the Worry-Free Immortal's face that's being embarrassed!"
Liu Qingming was resentful and resentful. Immortal Wuyou existed, a man of extraordinary talent and talent, and many outstanding disciples wanted to become his disciples, but he was not chosen for a long time.
Unexpectedly, he finally accepted Fang Lin, a mere spiritual king, as his disciple. He really humiliated the genius in the sect.
"Looks like
You have a lot of resentment towards my master. Didn’t he accept you as his disciple?"
Fang Lin knew the truth just by looking at his appearance, and couldn't help but mock him even more. He was satisfied to see Liu Qingming jumping up and down.
"Damn you, even if Immortal Wuyou accepts you as his disciple, it doesn't mean that you are better than us!"
Liu Qingming stared at Fang Lin angrily.
Zhao Situ directly reminded him.
"Liu Qingming, wake up and don't be provoked by him!"
Liu Qingming finally came back to his senses, his eyes were extremely dark, he breathed a long sigh of relief and calmed down.
Only then did he feel scared. He didn't expect that Fang Lin turned out to be a guy who wanted to attack the heart first.
However, he didn't understand that he had been deceived just now. This was simply a great shame for him.
Liu Qingming snorted coldly and asked Zhao Situ to offer incense.
"Let's light the incense! This time I want him to know how powerful he is."
At this point, there is absolutely no way he would let Fang Lin and the five million high-grade immortal stones go!
When Fang Lin saw that everything was ready, he immediately felt the desire to fight and sneered.
"Okay, let's start!"
Then Zhao Situ got out of the way.
"Start the second game!"
The neutrals watched with even more excitement.
"I feel like the Tu Gang is going to win this time."
The neutral faction still couldn't believe that Fang Lin could defeat the Three Star Spirit Emperor one after another. This was far beyond their common sense.
"I don't feel like I can, but I always feel that he still has some hope of winning."
"I don't know, I don't understand. You will know the result after reading it. At most, it will take a stick of incense."
The neutrals didn't dare to say anything anymore, they just watched impatiently.
Fang Lin sneered and took out the Immortal Killing Sword.
"Come and try it!"
This chapter has been completed!