"I've remembered your room number now, and we'll cash it in together when the time comes!"
"..."
Due to the absolute defense of the Golden Bell Shield on the field, Lin Jian's remote release of Wind Blade and Fire Spirit Slash had no actual effect.
Don't think that you can break it by continuously releasing skills. His golden bell shield is not an ordinary body protection skill. Certain skills generally consume less spiritual power, but Lin Jian saw that this was a real sword skill. In just a few strokes, half of his spiritual power was broken.
Used up.
"You can only use new skills that have not been tested yet."
Lin Jian checked his remaining spiritual power. Swordsman level 2 and 5, with a total of 500 spiritual power points, only 270 was left.
From afar, Xie Yun looked helpless, as if he was dozing off, and sighed: "Senior Lin, what we are saying is that I have only consumed less than 50 points of spiritual power now. You must have consumed at least several times more than me, so you should too."
You know the judging criteria of the arena competition. If the winner is still undecided, the party with the most spiritual power left will win, so you can vote early so that you can let me go and prepare for the next one."
Lin Jian really didn't know that there were such rules in the arena competition. It seemed that this guy had participated in the last competition and was now considered an old player.
"Then I'm here." Lin Jian replaced the iron sword with the newly acquired long sword. The landing point of the long sword was sharper and could slash at the position he chose more accurately.
Lin Jian held the sword in one hand, gathered momentum with the other hand, performed classic sword skills, and then charged quickly.
Even if Xie Yun knew that he could not break through the "Golden Bell", he did not dare to underestimate the enemy and quickly increased the defense of the Golden Bell.
"rely on you."
Lin saw that his original black pupils were transformed into ice-colored fairy pupils in an instant, "Oh no, I cut it wrong."
"Structural pupils, open!" The blue pupils changed into golden pupils as quickly as possible. Because of the golden light when they just switched, everyone noticed the change in Lin Jian's pupils.
"Holy crap, this guy's special skill is here! The most powerful contact lens is here!"
"Hahaha~ I'm laughing so hard. It's the first time I've seen such a specific skill. Is this to enlarge the eyes?"
No one knew the effect of Lin Jian's golden eyes, which naturally aroused ridicule.
But the eldest son Sun Shi didn't think so. He had seen Lin Jian's first-level ice-colored fairy pupils, and Lin's father also specifically mentioned to him the golden pupils derived from the second level, the structural pupils.
This pupil can quickly find the breakthrough point of all defensive skills to a certain extent. Unless the gap in cultivation is extremely large, the golden pupil will definitely consume the required spiritual power points to directly find the key to victory.
Lin saw that his 270 points of spiritual power instantly dropped to 70 points, and he spent a full 200 points of spiritual power on the survey, but... appeared!
A golden flash the size of a mung bean appeared in the center of the golden bell that Xie Yun claimed was an excellent defense. This was identified by the Eye of Structure after marking it.
"First-level swordsman skill: Holy Sword!" Lin Jian attached spiritual power to the sword body and accurately struck the golden flash.
"I thought this kid was holding back some big moves, so I came up with the most basic starting skill Holy Sword. It's funny."
"I just made a lot of money betting on my luck. I have no chance of winning."
On the other side, a large number of ghost masters gathered in the viewing platform. A young man with glasses said in a low voice out of respect: "Sister Han, it seems that the winner has been decided. Let's give in."
"Not necessarily, Xiao Zhang, you can see again."
The man known as Xiao Zhang glanced at it perfunctorily, joking that it was a golden bell. Skills with the same level of cultivation below level three could not even scratch the surface, let alone a basic holy sword.
But a scene appeared that made him suspect that ghosts were alive.
There was a crack in the strongest center of the golden bell. As Lin Jian increased the intensity of using the holy sword, the golden bell rang violently.
"boom!!!"
The golden bell shattered with a sound, and several pieces of golden light were flying in the air. Lin saw Xie Yun hiding behind him with his sword, and said in a deep voice: "It is very strong, but I gave in."
Lin Jian's golden eyes disappeared the moment the golden bell shattered. Of course, spiritual support was on the one hand, but Xie Yun was also a person with a strong thirst for knowledge. One big boy would be enough...
"The game is over, Lin Jian, Class 2 and Class 6, wins!"
"In the next group of matches, Lin Jian, the swordsman from Grade 2 and Grade 6, will face off against Nian Shi from Grade 2 and Grade 3, Shen Nianxuan. People from both sides enter the arena."
"Han Lu, this guy in your class has exhausted his spiritual power. The supplies will not be provided until the final showdown. Didn't you tell him that you want to keep your spiritual power?"
"forget."
"Isn't the result obvious?" Shen Nianxuan's spiritual power was still full. His opponent in his group surrendered without fighting, otherwise he would not have been directly assigned to Lin Jian, the winner of the previous round. .
"The betting round begins!"
This round of bets was all on Shen Nianxuan's victory. Even if Lin Jian often created big scenes that turned defeat into victory, he couldn't fully restore his spiritual power instantly. These people didn't know there was such a thing as a high-level recovery pill.
"Okay, the betting session is over!"
The big boy, Sun Shi, will continue to choose to bet on Lin Jian. He seems to be the only one in the audience. No, there is also a thank you, two people bet on Lin Jian.
The man in black robe slowly rose from the center of the ring.
"Game start!"
Also at the beginning of the game, the voice of "I surrender" echoed throughout the ring.
"Oh, I have expected this result a long time ago. Lin Jian surrendered and abandoned the game because of his empty spiritual power. Let's make a profit and wait!"
"Why did Shen Nianxuan surrender?!"
"I've lost all my money!"
As Shen Nianxuan surrendered, the black-robed man who had just risen into the air fell down again, announcing: "The game is over. Lin Jian, Class 2, Class 6, Senior High School, has won. He has 30 minutes to prepare for the final showdown with Shen Qingyue, Class 1, Senior Class 1." .”
Lin Jian had originally planned to surrender. After all, this small amount of spiritual power was not enough for him to use two sword skills, but Shen Nianxuan took the lead, which really surprised him.
"Who told me to drink your stuff? Come on, get ready for the next game. To be honest, I have no chance of winning against Shen Qingyue. I can't say that our little miracle prince can stage a comeback again." Shen Nianxuan Patting him on the shoulder, he returned to his class with a bronze staff.
At this time, the face of the ghost master beside Han Lu turned red. Why did he still vote in a game that was sure to win? This is the difference between humans and ghosts. Paying too much attention to emotions will only lead to nothing.
At this time, Lin Jian, who was drinking a drink alone and sitting on the stone steps not knowing how to play after exhausting his spiritual energy, received recovery pills provided by the organizer.
He took the pill and found to his surprise that his spiritual power was fully restored. What kind of treasure is this?
With abundant spiritual power, he has the capital to fight. Even Shen Qingyue can persist for a while, and he is not completely without a chance of winning. After all, Sun Shi gave him a treasure.
The 30 minutes passed by in a flash, and at the same time that the betting session began, Lin Jian had just taken the stage.
Everyone in the special training camp also ended their hunting at the same time. Under the leadership of Xiao Ke, their spiritual power was qualitatively improved.
"I'll give 1,000 to Father Lin!"
"Senior Qingyue 1000!"
"Lin Jian 10 yuan."
"Sister Qingyue, 1,000 is enough!"
"100 ghost coins! The Iceberg Goddess is perfect."
There were very few people who took refuge in the forest, but it seemed to be more than the previous round.
At this time, a slim girl with a curly ponytail and a pale pink dress ran to the betting table, her beautiful brown eyes blinking brightly.
The old ghost in charge of the betting process was actually attracted by the human girl. The beauty that he had not seen for thousands of years was really a treasure in the world. He asked: "Girl, the betting is about to end, who do you want to vote for?"
?”
"The boy with the sword over there~"
"How many?"
"520~"
Xiaoke, Liang Zishu, Bailishi and others who came after Shanshan all voted for Jianzi. If he can make it to the final showdown, he must be given financial support regardless of whether he can win or not.
Not far away, a girl in red with a round head who was just trying to grab the front row, holding a cold woman slightly taller than herself, muttered: "Sister Fan, why didn't you tell me earlier that I can still place bets~"
"Our sister Xiaomi, you didn't ask me, right?"
"Forget it, then we won't lose this money."
"Come on Lin Jian! I'm optimistic about you!"
With her outgoing personality, she immediately started to support her at the top of her voice. Mental support was indispensable. Lin Jian didn't hear her, but she attracted a lot of male compatriots in the area near her.
"Let me go, which class is my sister in? She has such a good figure!"
"She should be in the same class as the Little Prince Miracle. She is in the second and sixth grade of high school. It is said that the class has the most handsome students."
"No, I reacted just by looking at you from a distance. If you were to come in front of me, you would probably commit a crime. The key is that your little face looks like a rua. It's a sin!"
After a short period of betting on the field.
"Game start!"
When Shen Qingyue saw Lin Jian for the first time, her cold eyes seemed to have a hint of warmth: "Have we met before?"
Lin Jian was obviously stunned for a moment. The Iceberg Goddess actually spoke first? It seemed a bit like starting a conversation...
"no."
"Yeah." Shen Qingyue returned to her original cold appearance, extracted her natal sickle and took the lead in launching a general attack.
"First-level assassin skill: Shadow Strike!"
Two scythes flew into the air. The key was that she actually had the blessing of her natal scythe in her hand.
Lin Jian stood the iron sword in front of him and turned his spiritual power into a shield to perfectly resist the first wave of attacks.
Lin Jian finally figured it out. Shadow attacks can generally only choose one direction to attack. Although the fixed resistance skill of turning spiritual power into a shield is clumsy, it is more than enough to prevent shadow attacks.
As long as he doesn't use Shadow Kill or anything like that, Lin Jian can resist with this move.
Who would have thought that as soon as Shen Qingyue finished speaking, Shen Qingyue would immediately release "Shadow Kill"
Shadow Kill will attack from multiple angles. Although the barrier can also resist all aspects, because Lin Jian's cultivation level is too low, he can only focus on one point for the main defense.
The barrier's protection points cannot be switched at any time, and there is no way to prevent shadow kills.
"First-level swordsman skill: Sword Shadow Strike!" Lin Jian used his fastest set of sword skills to resist. The sound of the collision of the sickle and the iron sword sounded in the arena, but it was obvious that Lin Jian was at a disadvantage.
His "Shadow Sword Strike" gradually failed to keep up with the frequency of shadow killings, and his chest was lightly scratched with a sickle. It seemed that she was showing mercy.