"It's very simple. I want to have a fight with Lin Ming. If I lose, I will accept the defeat. If I win, then the first place will be mine!" Wang Yanfeng said this and suddenly turned to Lin Ming, provoking
Said: "Lin Ming, do you dare!"
Before Lin Ming could reply, Elder Xu stood up and said with a smile: "This is a good idea. In fact, the assessment in the Wu Mansion ultimately tests two things. One is actual combat, and the other is talent. Wang Yanfeng obviously wins in talent.
If Wang Yanfeng wins in actual combat, then both emotionally and logically, the first place should go to Wang Yanfeng."
Elder Xu's words were like blocking Lin Ming's escape route. However, Elder Xu felt that this was not enough. He turned to Lin Ming again and said with a smile: "Lin Ming, a warrior must not only train his body to practice martial arts, but also train his mind.
A warrior must first have the belief that he must win. If he is afraid and refuses to fight, then his belief in victory will collapse. Such people will not achieve great achievements."
Elder Xu's words are indeed true, but his intentions are very vicious. In this situation, once he loses, it will be a huge blow to his self-confidence, especially Lin Ming is only fifteen years old, and he is still the first against the second.
If you lose, the gap is too big, and you may never recover.
Elder Xu has already determined that Lin Ming will most likely lose. After all, Wang Yanfeng is one level ahead of Lin Ming, and because he did not have a treasure weapon in Linglong Tower, he was unable to display the true strength of the "Nine Paths Mantra". Martial arts can greatly improve a warrior's combat ability.
Strength, sometimes, a high-level martial arts can even allow a warrior to leapfrog the level of combat.
As for Lin Ming's natural divine power, it was useful in the Linglong Tower when dealing with slow-moving beasts with strong defenses, but brute force was not easy to use against humans.
Under the circumstances of one ebb and flow, Wang Yanfeng will naturally not lose.
Lin Ming glanced at Elder Xu coldly, and secretly wrote down the account, then turned to Wang Yanfeng and said: "I can compete with you, but no matter how you look at this competition, I will suffer. If we don't compete, I will be the second best.
One, and once there is a competition, then I will be number one only if I win, there is no other benefit, and once I lose, my number one will be given to others, what do you think?"
Wang Yanfeng felt happy when he heard that Lin Ming had already agreed to compete. This guy was still bargaining. He seemed to think that he could win when he reached the fifth floor of Linglong Tower. Huh, what an idiot. I know how.
Let you know the power of "Nine Paths Mantra".
A teasing smile appeared on Wang Yanfeng's lips, "What do you want?"
Lin Ming said: "Let's do this. If I win, you give me your Golden Snake Red Dan Pill. If I lose, I'll give you the first place title and the Red Gold Dragon Marrow Pill. How about that?"
"Okay! It's a deal!" Wang Yanfeng was overjoyed. He was going to give himself both pills. He really wanted it. He couldn't wait to say: "Then let me start the competition!"
"Yeah, okay."
Seeing Lin Ming agreeing so happily, Elder Sun and others shook their heads slightly. It didn't mean that Lin Ming would definitely lose, but the possibility of losing accounted for more than half. Taking an exam is different from fighting with others. This Wang Yanfeng was born in a noble family.
There are dedicated fighting masters who teach him fighting skills, and he also knows martial arts.
But at this time, the battle has become a foregone conclusion, and they have nothing to say.
Wang Yanfeng reached the center of the competition arena, shook his sword in his hand, and said with great energy: "Come up!"
Seeing the long sword in Wang Yanfeng's hand, everyone present was slightly shocked, "Treasure weapon!"
All treasures are worth more than a few thousand taels of gold. Even the children of aristocratic families are often only qualified to own a treasure after reaching the fourth or fifth level of physical training. Unexpectedly, Wang Yanfeng has just practiced
He already had the third level of body, and it was inscribed on it. Obviously, Wang Yanfeng was very highly regarded in the family.
People looked at Lin Ming one after another, wondering what weapons he could bring out. Considering Lin Ming's family background, it was unlikely that he would bring out a treasure weapon.
Although this may seem unfair, in Tianyun Kingdom, martial arts competitions have always been like this. You can't ask people to change their weapons before the battle, otherwise they will definitely not be used to it.
Family background has always been a part of strength. If weapons are unfair, then the sudden increase in cultivation brought by pills is naturally unfair. It is impossible for warriors to use the cultivation brought by pills when competing.
Therefore, Lin Ming had no choice but to suffer this loss.
"This Lin Ming probably doesn't have any good weapons."
"Well, there's nothing we can do about it. A treasure can cost thousands of taels and most people can't get it. I just hope that Lin Ming won't take out a piece of inferior equipment and be cut off by someone else's sword. Then there will be no need to fight."
While people were discussing, Lin Ming took out the weapon. It was the boning knife that he had been using to break bones and cut meat at Da Ming Xuan.
Although I had long expected that Lin Ming would not have a good weapon, I did not expect that his weapon would be like this. It was only one foot long. As the saying goes, an inch longer is an inch stronger. A boning knife of this foot would naturally be at a disadvantage against a three-foot long sword.
It's a lot, and how strong can the butcher's knife be? It might even be cut off by someone's sword, so how can I fight?
When Wang Yanfeng saw this boning knife, he immediately burst into laughter, "You are comparing this to me? Is this a pig-killing knife? You are really stupid!"
Lin Ming was slightly surprised and said, "I didn't realize it. You know a lot. This is indeed a pig-butchering knife. I usually use it to kill pigs. It's just right to kill you today."
Lin Ming implicitly called Wang Yanfeng a pig, which made Wang Yanfeng furious, "I don't know whether to live or die!"
Lin Ming slowly walked onto the fighting field. In fact, as soon as Wang Yanfeng drew the sword, he had already used the soul power of the inscription master to observe the sword. Lin Ming was an expert in the understanding of treasures and inscriptions.
Wang Yanfeng's treasured weapon seemed majestic, but in fact, in Lin Ming's eyes, it could only be regarded as an ordinary thing, and the inscriptions on the treasured weapon were not suitable for Lin Ming's discernment. However, all inscription masters have the art of observing objects, and inscription masters can
Use the soul method to penetrate the soul power into the treasure to judge the quality of the treasure. Lin Ming studied with the unknown senior master in the God's Domain, so he naturally has his own way of observing the treasure.
Although he had only studied this technique a little, it was more than enough to use it to see Wang Yanfeng's sword.
The treasure weapon can indeed greatly improve a warrior's combat effectiveness, but Wang Yanfeng has only entered the third level of physical training for the first time and has no muscles and bones, so the effect of the treasure weapon is very limited. Lin Ming is not worried at all.
Of course, even if Wang Yanfeng could not exert the power of this sword, the boning knife in Lin Ming's hand could not withstand Wang Yanfeng's slash. Although this knife was considered a good knife, after all, it was just ordinary iron made by ordinary craftsmen.
But this didn't matter to Lin Ming at all. Lin Ming didn't rely on his sword to attack, he relied on his own fists. "Chaos Gang Dou Jing" is a book of supreme physical training techniques.
Zhiyang, the bones and muscles of the cultivator itself are the best weapons!
With Lin Ming's cultivation at the second level of martial arts and his punch strength of 2,700 kilograms, he could punch through a piece of thick iron wood with one punch. If this punch were to hit a human body, even a master of muscle-strengthening and bone-forging might not be able to withstand it.
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