In just a few dozen breaths, Lin Changan in front of him actually directly mastered all the operations of the halberd, and seemed to have become a master level among the halberds.
This kind of learning speed is also a bit amazing.
There was only a smile on Lin Changan's lips. Everything seemed to be extremely simple for Lin Changan.
"This, this, how could his halberd skill improve so quickly?" Long Xuanyuan's eyes were filled with confusion.
"Buzz!"
The halberd buzzed, and the bronze spiritual power in Lin Changan's body was extremely viscous and extremely powerful. Compared to others at the same level, he didn't know how much stronger it was.
Even though it is only in the early stage of spiritual fusion, just relying on this magical spiritual power can crush other people many times!
"Mountain and Sea Fist, collapsing mountains!" Lin Changan had no intention of dragging on any longer. He struck down with his long fist, and two giant mountains emerged behind Lin Changan. This simple punch cut through the sky.
, just like a long fist that shatters the sea, unrivaled.
"Boom!"
With a sudden tremor, the entire void seemed to be shattered. Long Xuanyuan's body was directly blasted out. The Vajra figure was directly shattered. With a mouthful of scarlet blood, the whole person rushed out and lay down.
On that ground.
This is a crushing level of bombardment. Lin Changan's punch has been infused with six levels of spiritual power. In front of Dacheng's collapsing mountain, an ordinary half-step inscription requires a tremor and a numb scalp.
It is difficult to resist.
Long Xuanyuan was defeated!
And the defeat was extremely swift. Faced with Lin Changan in front of him, he lost very miserably.
This scene made many disciples feel shocked.
Lin Changan is too strong.
In particular, some powerful disciples clenched their fists and looked at Lin Changan on the battlefield with a bit of fear.
If in the past, many disciples were more afraid of Lin Changan in front of them due to his identity or teaching, then now, it is more of a fear of strength and a kind of fear.
Feeling of fear.
Mo Changfeng, the deputy master of the Shenwu Pavilion, looked quite ugly. Long Xuanyuan was a disciple he had trained for six months, but he was unable to fight in front of Lin Changan.
"Can someone in the early stage of soul fusion be so powerful?" the disciples behind him murmured.
In the distance, Ling Qianxue's beautiful eyes were staring at the battlefield, with a faint smile on her pretty face, looking at Lin Changan in front of her, full of joy.
As for Tang Nuolan, she seemed to have expected all this, and the Lin Changan in front of her had never let her down.
To be precise, it seems that Lin Changan has not lost yet.
As excellent and powerful as ever.
The faces of the few remaining disciples at Shenwu Peak became quite heavy.
There are a total of five disciples in Shenwu Pavilion, and there are still four of them now.
The victory of the top fifteen resulted in only seven disciples left.
That is, Feng Shiyun, Wu Xiu, and Prime Minister Liu's sons, as for the other four?
They are Tang Nuolan from Xuannv Peak, Ling Qianxue from Xuannv Peak, Chen Sheng from Tianqing Peak, and Lin Changan.
Logically speaking, the weakest one among them is Ling Qianxue. The reason why she was able to enter is not because of how strong her combat power is, but simply because there are odd numbers among the top fifteen, so she is lucky to have one.
Yes, you can directly enter the top seven without a duel.
"It's already ranked among the top ten." Lin Changan's Emperor Yan flashed a look of satisfaction.
If he enters the top ten, it means that there is one more medicine that can save his father. If things go well with Zitan, then he can collect all the medicines to repair his father's Dantian before going to the Ten Nations Prodigy Conference.
On Lin Changan's side, everything went smoothly, but on Zitan's side, it was extremely dangerous.
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At this moment, inside the palace.
Ministers from the six ministries, including other officials from the three provinces, all came.
More than 70% of the civil and military officials came here just to watch the battle between the prince and his peers.
This time the princes competed at the same level to determine the final position of the crown prince.
"This, this prince is obviously having a blast. The seventh prince was almost instantly killed. This, the ninth prince is probably not going to be good either." Behind him, some ministers murmured in their hearts.
As for Emperor Ziwei, it was as if he didn't see it at all, and he didn't deal with the so-called cheating.
The current prince Zi Mo has a dark evil aura all over his body. I don't know if he has taken forbidden drugs or something. He is extremely powerful. He is obviously suppressed in the middle stage of soul fusion, but when he fights, he is...
Even in the later stages of Rong Ling, it is difficult to match.
But as the emperor, Zi De, who was sitting in front of him, didn't say a word.
Rosewood in the audience looked quite ugly.
"Sure enough, sir, you have a clever plan." Zitan shook his head helplessly. Before he came here, Lin Changan had reminded him and told him that Zi Mo would use other means this time, and his father Zi De, most likely
There will be no obstruction.
Because this is also the last hurdle for Zi Tan. As long as his life is not harmed, even if Zi Mo destroys Zi Tan this time, Zi De will not care at all.
If you can't even pass this last hurdle, how can Zitan become the emperor?
How could the Ziyun Empire be able to secure its territory with a radius of tens of thousands of miles?
The other ministers naturally saw all this.
"Your Majesty seems to have given His Highness the Ninth Prince a final test." The other ministers murmured in their hearts.
There is another reason why he prefers Zitan. Even if Zimo is abolished, he still has Lin Changan as his backer. King Zhendong can support him and he will not encounter any evil hands in the future. But if Prince Zimo loses, then in the future,
He didn't have a good life.
Regardless of the fact that they are brothers now, when Zitan ascends the throne, either the prince Zimo will hide away obediently, or else, he will probably die.
"Ninth brother, I heard that your strength has grown extremely rapidly recently. Hmm, I wonder if I can fight you in the next match?" Zi Mo's eyes flashed with a hint of forlornness, and with a sneer, he asked the red sandalwood in front of him, and spoke.
said.
"Well, Brother Huang is joking, there are still two games before it's my turn." Zitan waved his hands quickly, with endless fear in his eyes. He looked in the distance one after another. The gentleman hadn't come yet, so he was indeed a little uneasy.
If Lin Changan were here, he wouldn't feel any pressure to kill Zi Mo now. Without Lin Changan, it's like half of his backing has collapsed.