A disciple who was just observing punched Xu Mo away in front of him. Well, it was still a leapfrog challenge.
"This, this, is this the middle stage of Soul Fusion?" Many disciples in the late stage of Soul Fusion were frightened and stunned for a moment.
You must know that in the late stage of soul fusion, even those who are at the same level in the late stage of fusion soul dare not say that when fighting against the same level, they can do something as simple as Lin Changan in front of them, defeating him with one punch.
Even some half-step inscription-level beings squinted their eyes and suddenly felt that the young man in front of them seemed to be somewhat dangerous.
Even King Qi and Qi Ding had a slight twinkle in their withered yellow eyes.
Instant kill over level, this kind of talent, is indeed extremely extraordinary.
"Is this kid really just a spectator?" What surprised more people was this.
Ziyun God of War, is he really that magical?
An observer can leapfrog a level and instantly kill someone, so how powerful is the Ziyun God of War himself?
This scene made Beigong Xiaoxiao smile knowingly. Ziyun God of War is awesome, which makes her happy.
"Who else is there?" Lin Changan glanced at everyone in the Tianbing Empire and clapped his hands, looking relaxed.
This scene made the disciples of Tianbing Empire cough up blood.
"I'm going, this is so arrogant, I'm going to kill him!" Qi Ming was about to leave, his eyes filled with fire, full of killing intent.
However, he was quickly restrained.
"You are a half-step inscription, what are you going to compete with? Idiot! Even if you win, you beat others by two levels in a row and win. Do you think you are very glorious? And if this boy can resist a few rounds in your hands, even if you win,
No matter how badly he loses, others will say that he is heroic and invincible at his level, so why go up and embarrass himself?!" The king of the Mo family scolded.
This sentence made Qi Ming lower his head and did not dare to reply anything.
"Then, let him be so arrogant?" Qi Ming was trembling with anger. He was bullied by Lin Changan at the auction before and couldn't hold his head up. Now he is being bullied again?
Who can bear this?
"Just now he said that the competition was not just about fighting. Chen Ze, go ahead." The God King of the Mo family had a gloomy expression on his face, and glanced at the other disciple beside him and said.
"The disciples of Ziyun War God are indeed somewhat like Ziyun War God. However, the weakest one in our Tianbing Empire this time was only one late-stage soul fusion, who lost to Ziyun War God, who was considered the best among them.
It’s not a shame to be half a disciple. Well, I said before that we could compete in other aspects. We have a third-grade divine pattern master in his early twenties, how dare he fight?!” The Mo family’s Medicine King’s face always showed a stern expression.
Smiling.
You are only sixteen years old. If you are so good at fighting, you must not be able to use divine patterns.
Seeing this scene, Jiang Shen, the medicine king in Daqi's camp, felt a little sick in his heart.
"Old guy, how did that kid get the divine patterns from the hard work of refining medicine and his own spiritual power? Is this obviously cheating!" He said, and the medicine king planned to protect him.
"Ahem, Fellow Daoist Mo, this boy Lin is a cultivator, and he is only sixteen years old. Let him compete with your disciples for divine marks. This, this seems a bit bullying." Jiang Shen had long wanted to accept Lin.
Since Chang An became a disciple, he naturally had to protect his shortcomings. He immediately coughed twice and said.
This scene made the Mo family's medicine king's eyes flash slightly, thinking that this old enemy Jiang Shen was having trouble with himself.
"I didn't say what I said just now, it was said by this boy Lin himself. In other respects, you can feel free to do as you like. He alone is enough. Why, now that we have started a competition, are you going to start denying it?" Mo in front of him.
The Medicine King of the family had no intention of giving up at all. Instead, he sneered and said.
He just wanted to force Lin Changan in front of him to bow to the Tianbing Empire.
The shame caused by the destruction of a million troops in one night must be repaid by someone!
This sentence made Jiang Shen slightly stunned.
And Lin Changan's voice rang out.
"It doesn't matter, I've also learned the divine patterns for a few months." Lin Changan said, waving his hands with a look of indifference.
How many months have you studied?
After studying for several months, do you dare to compete with other people’s third-grade divine pattern masters?
Are you looking for death?
"Is this Lin Guli a fool or a moron? After learning divine patterns for several months, if he wants to compare with other third-grade divine pattern masters, his brain is broken, right?"
"Perhaps you think you have some talent. How many months? A divine pattern master often spends years or even decades, but he may not be able to achieve anything, let alone a few months?"
"This is the first time I have seen such an arrogant boy. I have never been severely beaten by reality."
Many disciples who have practiced divine patterns sneer again and again.
Think about it, none of them have been practicing divine patterns for decades. You, a young boy who has been studying for a few months, still dare to make such a fuss here?
"Boy, you have to think carefully, divine patterns cannot be achieved quickly in a few months." Jiang Sheng, as the King of Medicine, kindly reminded Lin Changan in front of him.
In other words, divine patterns are actually more difficult than refining medicine. It just means that the start of divine pattern cultivation is relatively simple. It is not difficult to become a first-grade or second-grade divine pattern master, but to become a third-grade or fourth-grade divine pattern master, it requires a lot of effort.
With high talent and hard work, this is not something that can be achieved quickly!
Lin Changan's eyes and expression were still very calm, and he lightly glanced at everything in front of him, not caring at all.
And Chen Ze had a slight sneer on his lips.
He is a third-grade early-stage divine pattern master. Among the people in their twenties in the entire ten countries, he dares to say that he is at the top level. What's more, he is facing only a teenager.
Isn’t that simple?
However, when he stepped onto the stage, he saw the disciples of the Ziyun Empire looking at Chen Ze in front of him with expressions of confusion.
If you just thought that Xu Mo was a fool, then this person just looked at him as if he was a fool.
Than divine patterns?
This guy's brain is pretty funny.
"Ziyun Empire, Lin Guli." As the master of Zitan, Lin Changan still gave face to Chen Ze in front of him and declared his family name.
Chen Ze, on the other hand, snorted coldly again and just pretended to cup his hands, not paying any attention to Lin Changan in front of him.
However, when he glanced in the direction of Ziyun Empire, he found that many disciples were looking at them as if they were a fool.
"Huh? Is this the expression of Ziyun Empire's fear?"
Chen Ze frowned and spoke in confusion, because he had the same look when he fought Xu Mo before.