In the oldest days, the ancient emperors did not even dig up spiritual stones, but they still reached the peak of the strongest realm.
"Oh, you are so eloquent and full of nonsense. Today, I, Lin Hu, will break your limbs and let the elders of the Lin family know that I, Lin Hu, am the disciple of the Lin family who deserves the most resources. Lin Changan, take your life.
Come!" Lin Hu's body suddenly shot out, and the semen in his heart was so full that it had penetrated deep into his bones.
Lin Changan knew that this man had gone crazy and had inner demons.
"Lightning fist!" Lin Hu roared, his body suddenly shot out several feet, leaped into the sky, and punched out with a fierce punch. Threads of thunder and lightning coiled around his fist, like streaks.
The little purple snake crackled and exuded terrifying thunderous power, as if it could crush everything.
"This is the Lin family's Rong Ling level skill, the ultimate lightning fist?" Elder Rong Ling saw the clues and showed some admiration.
Since ancient times, the most feared thing among cultivators is thunder, because thunder represents the power of punishment. Therefore, all secret techniques related to thunder are extremely fierce and domineering in the world of cultivators.
"This Lin Hu can be considered to have accumulated a lot of experience and has some strength." The elder beside him also nodded while stroking his beard.
Indeed, for today's family competition, in order to let the elders and the people in power of the Lin family know that he is one of the top talents of the Lin family, Lin Hu has been practicing Lightning Fist hard for three years.
"Go to hell!" Lin Hu roared, and his long fist came crashing down, hitting Lin Changan's face.
"Isn't this guy going to fight back?" Some people don't understand. This fist is about to fall on him. Why hasn't Lin Changan moved yet?
Just when his fist was about to land on Lin Changan, Lin Changan's body moved.
After more than ten days of hard training, Lin Changan has reached a state of great success in boxing. Even those famous boxers will find it difficult to get anything good from Lin Changan.
Lin Changan turned his body slightly to the side, and aimed at the killing punch, he also punched lightly.
This punch was extremely ordinary, like a ball of cotton, it collapsed and killed.
"How dare fists like cotton come out and seek death!" Lin Hu laughed, and the lightning fist collided with it.
"Boom!"
On the edge of the battle platform, a figure was blown away and fell to the ground, coughing up blood.
Against Lin Hu of the same level, Lin Changan's simple punch left him unable to resist and he was almost crushed to death.
"What!"
The disciples who were watching the battle were originally watching the battle with great interest, but their expressions suddenly changed. Lin Changan, with just one punch, killed Lin Hu in front of him and flew away, vomiting blood as if he was about to die.
Lin Hu fell to his knees, his chest collapsed, and several ribs were broken. At this moment, his face was ashen, like a dead dog, lying on the spot, dying.
It only took one punch, just one punch.
"This Lin Chang'an does have some skills." In the sky, an elder nodded with admiration, and there were waves in his heart. Even the ten supreme elders in the late stage of Lingling had no respect for the second master's son.
, and I have a bit of a good feeling in my heart.
From this scene on, those disciples truly realized that Lin Changan was different from before. This young man already had considerable strength among the young prodigies of the Lin family.
It is completely different from the waste with ninth grade talent before.
"It's just a pity that his talent is only at the ninth level. Otherwise, this level of combat power is really worth cultivating." A supreme elder spoke, and in an instant, the whole audience booed.
Indeed, the ninth-grade talent represents the chance of breaking through the soul-melting realm, which is not even one in a million. Since Lin Changan has detected that it is a ninth-grade talent, then for him, it is impossible to break through to the realm of soul-melting again in this life.
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"I heard that the ancient ancestors did not have nine levels of talent. Why were those ancestors able to reach the pinnacle of martial arts? All of this is just fate. I am optimistic about this boy." Lin Tianao said.
Lin Tianao didn't quite believe these words, but he knew that Lin Changan's mother was not simple, extremely not simple, and his father was also one of the top talents in the empire at that time, and their two children
, it is absolutely impossible to be just a waste with a ninth-grade talent.
But, can the talent test still go wrong?
At the end of the first round, Lin Changan returned to his position, meditating on the spot, breathing slowly, and his whole body's cultivation fluctuated following the breathing.
Defeating a Lin Hu means nothing to Lin Changan, and soon, the second round of drawing will begin.
"The second round of drawing lots begins!"
Following Lin Tianao's command, Lin Changan stood up, and all the spiritual power he had just consumed was restored at this moment.
Although Shanhaiquan is powerful, it has a huge drawback, which is that it consumes a lot of spiritual power.
If Lin Changan pours all his spiritual power into it, he can even instantly make the strong men of the Ninth Level Qi Condensing Heaven feel like a formidable enemy. If the ordinary Ninth Level Qi Condensing Heaven is defeated, they may even be directly destroyed.
But in the same way, Lin Changan will also be drained of his spiritual power and will be unable to move for nearly a quarter of an hour.
In the second round of drawing, Lin Changan glanced at the number in his hand and saw that he was number one.
And this time the opponent is Lin Mo, the same one who deceived Lin Changan and entered the forest before, and was almost killed by Chen Yuner on the spot, Lin Mo!
"I really didn't expect that your cultivation would break through so quickly after you came back that time." Lin Mo looked at Lin Changan in front of him and said with a faint smile.
He didn't take Lin Changan in front of him seriously. Unlike Lin Hu, he was a strong man at the seventh level of Qi Condensation. In terms of cultivation, he surpassed Lin Changan.
Therefore, he has no fear.
In terms of strength, the Qi Condensing Seventh Level has steadily suppressed the Sixth Qi Condensing Heaven by several dozen, making it very difficult to surpass.
"As a dog of the third elder, you blatantly tricked me into that forest. You are very brave." Lin Changan looked at Lin Mo in front of him, and there was no trace of emotion in his deep eyes.
The seventh level of Qi Condensation? Oh, more than one or two of the eighth level Qi Condensation Heavens died under his own hands.
"You...!" Lin Mo looked like a dog whose tail had been stepped on. His expression suddenly changed. This was the first time in so many years that someone said that he was someone else's dog.
What surprised him even more was that Lin Changan actually knew that he was ordered by the third elder!