The endless smoke and clouds receded, and the figure standing in the center stood proudly. Wherever his eyes went, there was a cold light. The young man was wearing a blue robe, with a faint smile on his lips, looking down on everyone.
The handsome face of the young man made people tremble a little.
Because there is only one person on the battlefield.
"That, that is King Zhendong!" A disciple recognized him and said, his eyes filled with incredulity.
Mo Changfeng's and Mo Changfeng's expressions suddenly changed, because Feng Tingyun's strength was extremely clear to him. Ordinary half-step inscriptions were no match for him, except for those who were in the ranks of half-step inscriptions, who were considered extremely strong.
Only one-third of his disciples have the chance to fight with him.
And Lin Changan, what level is he?
He is just a small middle-level spirit fusion, half a step away from the inscription, thousands of miles away, how could he win!
"The fifty-eighth palm of the violent wind palm, logically speaking, is already in the invincible ranks, especially at the same level. Logically speaking, it is impossible to be successful by crossing the level." Mo Changfeng spoke, murmuring in his heart.
, a lot of confusion.
The other elders also had a look of surprise in their eyes.
I have seen some perverted leapfrog battles, but I have never seen such a perverted one.
Fierce Wind Palm, Fifty-Eight Palms, of all of you here, dare to say how many of you can handle it in the middle stage of Soul Fusion?
Even half a step to carry the inscription?
Thinking of this, many elders lowered their heads and became somewhat silent.
As for many disciples, their eyes were full of surprise.
And Tang Nuolan always had a smile on her face. She firmly believed that Lin Changan was invincible.
"You, you, why can you beat me?" Feng Tingyun spoke from the side. He covered his chest and coughed up blood. His condition was so bad that he was almost killed. Just now, Lin Chang'an said
The punch really became his shadow, as if the punch was really penetrated, and the airtight wind palm was torn apart.
"Because your wind palm has not reached its limit and covered such a large area, do you really think it is indestructible?" Lin Changan said with a faint smile.
Yes, if the area that the violent wind palm blasts is only two feet in diameter, then Lin Changan's chance of winning is really slim. However, this violent wind palm opens and closes wide and kills with one palm.
Below, the sky with a radius of two feet seems to be divided. In this way, the overall defense power is greatly reduced, and it is not indestructible.
Just like, if 10,000 people stand in a row and want to pierce through, it will be difficult. If these 10,000 people stand apart and stand in a row, it will be much easier to pierce.
"No wonder, it's like this." Feng Tingyun said with a bitter smile, with blood in his mouth. That blow came down. It didn't mean that Lin Changan defeated him. In fact, it was the fifty-eighth palm of the Storm Palm. Even if it was him
It's extremely difficult to perform well, and it's just a backlash.
All Lin Changan did was to pierce the wind palm and make the backlash he encountered become more violent.
To say that it is very difficult to defeat a Half-Step Inscription with such a violent palm wind in the middle stage of Soul Fusion alone, especially the Feng Tingyun in front of him, who is considered extremely powerful among the Half-Step Inscriptions.
A powerful presence.
"Elder Mo, announce the final result." At this moment, Elder Wu Xin next to him sniffed his hand that had just come out of his crotch, picked up the boogers and bounced them out, almost missing Mo Changfeng's mouth.
Elder Wu Xin's words brought Mo Changfeng back to his senses. As the deputy master of the Shenwu Pavilion, he squeezed his palms, slightly dissatisfied, but after all, he loosened his fists and moved around.
As the deputy master of the Shenwu Pavilion, I still have this overall perspective.
"I announce that the first place in this inner disciple competition is Lin Changan! Three days later, follow me to the forbidden area inside the Shenwu Pavilion and choose the treasure you want." No matter how hard Mo Changfeng is in front of him,
I was willing, so I finally spoke and announced all this.
He couldn't stop Lin Changan's excellence, which was different from Lin Zhan back then.
Lin Zhan can be suppressed by others, but Lin Changan is too difficult.
He is now the King of Zhendong. Even if you depose him, he is still the King of Zhendong. He can still make half of the Ziyun Empire tremble with just one sentence, and he can sweep away hundreds of thousands of troops under his command.
No one can reach this place.
This is Wang with a different surname, and this is Lin Changan!
"call!"
After saying these words, Mo Changfeng in front of him also let out a long breath. There was deep unwillingness in his eyes, but in the end he still hid it deep in his heart.
The moment these words were spoken, the whole place erupted in excitement. Many disciples looked at Lin Changan in the center of the battle stage with endless reverence in their eyes.
Sixteen-year-old Wang with a different surname.
The sixteen-year-old freshman ranked first.
The sixteen-year-old outer door ranked first.
The sixteen-year-old inner sect came first in the competition.
Lin Changan achieved all the honors available to Shenwu Pavilion in just one year.
If he can achieve certain results in the Ten Nations Genius Conference...
Thinking of this, Elder Wuxin finally gave up that idea. It's not that he looked down on Lin Changan. This time, Lin Changan was too young and his cultivation level was not suitable for going to the Ten Nations Genius Conference, because he had heard it for a long time.
This time, disciples from a large number of sects will participate in the Ten Nations Prodigy Conference.
The quality of the disciples there far exceeds the quality of the disciples in the Ziyun Empire. Among them are many disciples of king-level experts, and even more disciples of god-level experts.
After the Venerable, there are the Kings, the gods, the God-Kings, and the Emperor who is rumored to be rare to see even within millions of miles and thousands of years!
As for the emperor's future realm, it's not that it doesn't exist, it's just that it's so far away from the Ziyun Empire that it's not even mentioned in the ancient records.
Become a king of a generation and be the strongest in the world. Even in the entire Tianwu Divine State, he is not considered a weakling.
Among the ten kingdoms, only the Ziyun Empire does not have a king in charge. This is why the Ziyun Empire has been ranked last for so many years.
"It is really difficult to achieve certain results in the Ten Nations Prodigy Conference, especially in this Ten Nations Prodigy Conference." Elder Wu Xin shook his head and did not desire anything. He had also trained so many people.
The strong disciple planned to attack in the Ten Nations Prodigy Conference, but unfortunately failed, and the disciple died. This is why he still doesn't care about the life and death of those disciples and is in a state of free rein.
Upon hearing Mo Changfeng's announcement, Lin Changan's eyes flashed with a hint of satisfaction.
Nowadays, there is only one medicine left for my father to repair his Dantian.