Wan Feng's overly surprised reaction made Lin Yun frown slightly and asked rhetorically.
"The first level of this thunder flame battle body is to burn the body with flames, igniting the fire of heaven and earth, burning the body, tempering every piece of flesh and blood, and hammering the tibia hundreds of times... It is not like no one of my elders has practiced it.
, no one could bear it, and many even burned themselves to death."
Urgent words came from Wan Feng's mouth, making Feng Wuheng on the side look shocked.
The requirements of this top-grade exercise are really harsh, no, it's not harsh, it's simply torture.
It takes so much will and courage to survive such a terrifying situation.
A look of surprise appeared on Lin Yun's face, and he said with a smile: "I see. It turns out that Young Master Wan had the idea from the beginning that I would never be able to practice it, so he agreed to give me the top-grade Kung Fu."
"Well...listen to me, I didn't."
Wan Feng's expression changed. He was so anxious that he actually revealed the truth. He suddenly looked extremely embarrassed.
Feng Wuheng smiled and said: "Lin Yun, I don't think that's what my cousin meant. I'm just curious. How can you succeed in cultivation under such harsh conditions? Is there any secret?"
"Yes, Lin Yun, I am indeed very curious. Is there really a secret?"
Fortunately, Feng Wuheng gave him a step, and Wan Feng's eyes showed a burning light.
If there really is a secret, if he can master this technique, it will be great!
Lin Yun spread his hands and told the truth: "There is no secret. I just narrowly escaped death and experienced burning in flames once."
"Really not..."
There was deep disappointment in Wan Feng's words, "Let's not talk about this anymore. It's time for Lin Yun to leave. Today is the battle for Ling Lake. Hehe, with you in the finale, our Wan family will definitely win!"
Although he was surprised that the other party had condensed the body of a fire demon, Lin Yun's power also gave him incomparable confidence.
"Wait for me to clean up."
Lin Yun changed his clothes, put his sword box on his back, and was ready.
Half a quarter of an hour later, a group of three people appeared in front of the Wanjia Ancestral Hall.
The door of the ancestral hall is closed, and the elders inside are burning incense and worshiping, praying for the blessing of their ancestors.
"You are Lin Yun!"
Whoosh!
In front of the clearing, a young man with an indifferent expression appeared, staring at Lin Yun.
He has cultivated the two innate orifices, and the aura on his body is actually much more condensed than Wan Feng.
Seeing this young man, Wan Feng's face changed slightly, and he said in Lin Yun's ear: "This is Wan Feiye, the son of Wan Tian, and the most talented young man in our Wan family. Apart from you and me, the ones who are going to fight this time are
The third person is him, be careful."
Lin Yun secretly thought, Wan Feiye... is Wan Feng's cousin.
"I heard that you knocked my father away with one punch five days ago?"
Seeing that Lin Yun was silent, Wan Feiye continued.
Seeing that his tone was wrong, Wan Feng shouted coldly: "Wan Feiye, what do you want to do? The battle for Linghu Lake is about to begin. Don't cause trouble."
Wan Feiye narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at Lin Yun and smiled lightly: "Just for fun, there is still some time, let's have a fight?"
"Yes, but it has to be a bit lucky. The loser will give the opponent a thousand middle-grade spiritual stones."
Lin Yun smiled softly and looked pleased. I am not afraid of you, I am not afraid of you!
"A thousand middle-grade spiritual stones?"
Wan Feiye's face darkened. This was equivalent to three months of his resources, and he said coldly: "Deal!"
"How?"
"It's very simple. Each one uses a move. No martial arts, no weapons, no martial arts. Whoever retreats will lose!"
Wan Feiye's eyes were stern, and he obviously wanted to regain the situation for his father, and said in a deep voice: "There is still one more thing to win, and the loser should be slapped in the face!"
"No martial arts required?"
Wan Feng said in a deep voice: "Wan Feiye, your cultivation level is so high, and you practice middle-grade innate skills, why don't you deny the opponent's martial arts skills?"
This guy came prepared, and he knew that Lin Yun was good at a powerful martial arts.
Wan Feiye smiled provocatively and said, "Are you afraid? It's too late to quit now. Just give me a thousand middle-grade spiritual stones."
"fine."
Lin Yun didn't take it seriously. This slap on the door was useless.
Seeing the other party's promise, Wan Feiye's eyes flashed with a cunning look, as long as he didn't use martial arts.
Even though his cultivation level was already much higher, he was 100% sure to repel the opponent!
"Come on, lest you say I bullied you, you should take action first."
Wan Feiye took a few steps back, looked at Lin Yun, and smiled.
In fact, the technique he is good at is to strike first and strike first. With more skills, he can determine the opponent's weaknesses and defeat them with one blow.
Lin Yun smiled slightly and said, "Are you sure?"
"nature."
Lin Yun stretched out his arms, and the sword box on his back fell down, sliding down leisurely.
Bang! Bang!
Two loud sounds exploded at the same time, one was the force of ten thousand kilograms blasted out by Lin Yun, and the other was the heavy sound of the sword box falling to the ground.
Wan Feiye's innate spiritual energy was punched out by Lin Yun before it could be condensed.
He fell to the ground in a state of embarrassment, his whole body was in severe pain from the fall, and his eyes were filled with shock as he lay on the ground.
How is it possible... doesn't he need to condense the innate spiritual energy?
A trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, Wan Feiye twitched in pain, and Lin Yun looked a little horrified.
Feng Wuheng and Wan Feng looked at each other and were equally surprised.
Although I knew that Lin Yun had developed the body of a fire demon, I really didn't expect that his physical power would be so powerful.
Wan Feiye, a fool who had lost money, let Lin Yun make the first move. He was simply looking for death.
"I'm not good at slapping people. I don't have the habit of slapping people casually. Give me a thousand middle-grade spiritual stones."
Lin Yun put his sword case back on his back and said calmly.
"I...I didn't."
Wan Feiye said a little aggrievedly, he enjoyed a lot of family resources, but he used as much as he could, and he really couldn't produce so many middle-grade spiritual stones at one time.
Creak!
The gate of the ancestral hall opened, and a group of Wan's elders came out. Wan Feiye was shocked when he saw Wan Feiye lying on the ground with a painful expression on his face.
"You hit my son?"
When Wan Tian saw this scene, he was so angry that he was about to explode on the spot.
"Stop, let's figure out what's going on first. Feng'er, tell me, what's going on?"
The battle for Linghu Lake is about to begin, and the insiders are actually killing each other. Wan Qiuye's face contains a trace of anger.
"Dad, Wan Feiye wants to stand up for his father after seeing Lin Yun, so he has to make a bet with Lin Yun..."
Wan Feng felt happy and elaborated on what had just happened.
This Wan Feiye is his biggest competitor, so he would naturally be happy to see him defeated.
"is that so?"
Wan Tian looked at Wan Feiye and asked.
Wan Feiye said unconvinced: "That's true, but this guy only used tricks to win over me. I will never lose to him in this competition!"
"enough."
After seeing his son nodding, Wan Tian's face was full of anger, and a trace of shame flashed across his face.
Both father and son suffered a big loss at the hands of Lin Yun.
Wan Qiuye snorted coldly and said: "Lingshi, you can give it to Lin Yun yourself afterwards. The family will not be responsible for this debt. The battle for Linghu Lake is about to begin. You are still messing around here. There are no rules at all. Your son's resources are temporarily
One month will be deducted.”
Facing the other party's scolding, Wan Tian looked aggrieved and did not dare to say anything to refute.
"Let's go."
After leaving Wanfu, the group mounted their horses and galloped towards the outside of the city.
Lin Yun rode on the blood dragon horse, suppressing his speed and following leisurely.
The Eight-Rank Spirit Lake was born in a barren mountain outside the city.
At that time, no one knew that a barren mountain would have such wonders as Linghu Lake.
Now this barren mountain has become a battleground for several companies.
About two hours later, the speed gradually slowed down, and a densely forested mountain range appeared in Lin Yun's field of vision.
"This mountain used to be a wasteland in Ziyan City, with nothing but wild beasts. Even warriors didn't want to come here for training. An old hunter from my Wan family discovered it by accident."
Wan Feng was on the horse and introduced to Lin Yun the experience of discovering Linghu Lake.
Lin Yun said casually: "It seems that your Wan family is indeed very lucky. God is blessing you."
"Let's talk about it after we win. With you holding the battle, we should be safe. But in a life-and-death battle, it will never end. When the time comes, they will sacrifice their martial arts spirits and fight to the death. It's hard to say everything."
As they slowly approached their destination, everyone's expressions gradually became serious, and even Wan Feng showed a hint of worry.
The battle of life and death, never ending.
The winner can continue to fight. As long as he is alive, he can fight to the end without admitting defeat.
Halfway up the mountain, there are two groups of people who have been stationed here for a long time, confronting each other.
Everyone had murderous looks on their faces, their hands were always holding their weapons, and the atmosphere was very unfriendly.
Lin Yun looked around and saw that the person with the smaller number should be a warrior from the Wan family. Their opponents were the three major families.
The Eighth Grade Spirit Lake should be right behind the entrance.
"dismount."
Wan Qiuye in front said lightly, and everyone got off their horses and moved forward on foot.
"Wan Qiuye. You are finally here!"
Suddenly a faint voice sounded, and a group of warriors from the other side separated into a path.
Three middle-aged men with indifferent expressions walked out slowly.
The man in the middle is filled with evil aura and has a fierce gaze. He does not look like the patriarch of the family, but more like a criminal thief.
There are no particularly strong spiritual energy fluctuations on his body, but at a glance, it makes people feel afraid and dare not look further.
"He is Kong Yuan, the boss of the three families. He wandered around the world in his early years and killed many people. Later, he returned to the family after getting tired of it. His strength is very terrifying. He is also the only strong man in Ziyang City who can compete with my father."
Wan Feng stood beside Lin Yun and introduced in a low voice.
Wan Qiuye stood in front of the person, ignoring the other person's evil aura, and said quarrelsomely: "Just because you came early, it doesn't mean that this eighth-grade spiritual lake is yours."
Kong Yuan grinned and said: "That's not necessarily true. Your Wan family has dominated Ziyan City for so many years. Our three families have made up their minds this time to make you spit out a mouthful of meat!"
Wan Qiuye frowned slightly, where did this guy get such confidence?
