If it were a normal competition, it would be fine. However, Lin Yi was challenging ten fifth-year Tianjian students. It was related to the face of the entire Nantianyuan Tianjian fifth-year students. Luo Jilian was willing to hold back secretly, which really impressed Lin Yi.
However, the more severe the pain in the body, the subconscious mind will completely concentrate on the painful spot. It is usually difficult for Lin Yi to gather a large amount of Qi, blood and grain Qi to reach a certain place in such a short period of time.
The continuous chest pain now feels like a repetitive practice for Lin Yi.
After these several times in a row, the speed at which he mobilized his inner energy became faster and faster.
He tried again secretly, and instantly mobilized all the grain energy from his body to flow into his chest. His chest suddenly felt swollen, and when he looked down, his flesh and blood really bulged out slightly.
"Ning Ning, don't be polite."
"Try your best and show no mercy. This is about the face of our fifth-year student in Tianjian."
"That's right, don't be afraid to hurt him. We have plenty of good wound medicine. We'll talk about it after we win."
"When you take the place of Zhang Hao, you must exert all your strength. He will stand still and let you fight. If you use the most powerful punches, you will definitely be able to exceed Zhang Hao's power."
A group of fifth-year Tianjian students cheered Ning Ning up. Many senior students were worried that Ning Ning could not bear it and repeatedly warned her.
Lin Yi continued to pump his inner energy, and he felt that the congestion in the flesh and blood on his chest was being washed away. He decided not to give up his strength this time, and resisted the blow completely. He wanted to stand firm and not fall to the ground again.
Low-level practitioners and high-level practitioners cannot fight, and the surprises of their moves cannot make up for their disadvantages, because often as soon as their bodies or weapons come into contact, the difference in strength will cause the low-level practitioners to retreat or fall out, while the high-level practitioners will be knocked back.
The practitioner will not be affected at all, and then he can naturally injure or kill low-level practitioners with a single blow.
In a battle formation, a practitioner is most afraid of not being able to control his body. When the time comes, a few soldiers will randomly slash at him with their swords and stab him with their guns. The practitioner has no time to dodge, and he dies instantly.
According to Lin Yi's thinking, it is best to be in a battle formation. If someone punches him, he will not fall down at all, but if he hits him casually, others will fall down, so that he can encounter many people of similar strength in the battle formation.
A practitioner will not die.
"Senior sister, you cared about me very much before, so you must be merciful." Lin Yi didn't want this senior sister to show mercy anymore, so she deliberately said loudly.
"I will definitely show mercy!"
The girl named Ning Ning was so angry that her true energy began to flow crazily.
"Stand still, don't move, I'm going to take action."
Ning Ning took a deep breath, and her figure accelerated instantly, like an arrow leaving the string. With a whooshing sound, she arrived in front of Lin Yi, and punched Lin Yi in the chest.
When Lin Yi watched her move, she had already begun to breathe rhythmically. He aroused a large amount of grain energy in his body. When this punch came, the grain energy in his body had condensed into two streams, one
The bulge in the buttocks gathered in the chest, and a big dragon rushed along the spine behind him, rushing to the soles of the feet, firmly taking root.
"Boom!"
Lin Yi felt as if his chest had been stabbed hard by a sharp cone.
Ning Ning's punch was very similar to the family martial arts Xiao Suxin used when he, Qi Zhuji, and Xiao Suxin fought against the enemy Yuan Shou that day. The power of this punch condensed the power into one point and was exceptionally penetrating.
Lin Yi only felt a stream of pure essence like a thorn, piercing deeply into his body, even penetrating through his bones and stabbing his inner organs.
His throat suddenly felt slightly sweet, and a bloody smell surged out.
The impact and squeezing of this true essence and the grain energy gathered in his chest immediately made him feel nauseous.
At the same time, his feet could not grip the ground, and he couldn't help but retreated.
His body shook violently and he took two steps back, but finally stood firm.
At that moment, the true energy that rushed into his body also shattered and melted. The penetrating power instead drove more grain energy deep into his inner organs.
Lin Yi felt his chest relax instantly. He exhaled a breath, and his whole chest seemed to be on fire. Then a scorching warmth flowed from the soles of his feet along the spine to his neck, and then went straight to the sky.
An indescribable sense of satisfaction filled his mind.
He didn't fall to the ground.
Moreover, every blow he received before was extremely painful, and now he has even begun to get used to and enjoy this feeling.
"What! Actually..."
"He is actually able to stand firm? This is a clumsy stone sword. It is a boxing technique that imitates a sword with a fist. The true energy penetrates extremely deep. He is already very good without vomiting blood, but he can still stand firm!"
At this moment, there was an uncontrollable exclamation.
Especially all the old students, they were all worried about whether Lin Yi could stand up this time like before, but no one expected that he didn't even fall down.
The guerrillas not far away also looked at each other, and some of them couldn't believe their eyes.
Ning Ning was stunned, her body trembling slightly unconsciously.
Lin Yi smiled at her and said, "Senior sister, you are indeed merciful."
"I didn't..." Ning Ning shook her head subconsciously, unable to say anything for a moment.
"Only the last three are left." A group of freshmen felt a little numb in their hearts. They felt that if word of this battle spread, it would not be that the old students who had been in Tianjian for five years would be disgraced, but that Lin Yi would become Nantianyuan's successor to Ni Yunshan and others.
Another legend after man.
"We all told him that he is very difficult to deal with and as cunning as a fox, but you still don't believe it."
Yuanshou and Ye Qingwei also looked a little pale, but they were indignant.
"It's not over yet, am I bound to lose?"
An old man with a tall body and a jade-like face stepped out from the crowd, indicating that Ning Ning did not need to blame herself. His expression was calm, his eyes were shining, and his aura was far superior to any old man who had fought before.
"This is Xu Moxue, who was originally an orphan. His parents were killed by wolves when he was a baby. His parents piled him up with big rocks and placed him in the snow. They also put heavy rocks on top. He was buried in the snow for several days.
He was not dead, but was later rescued by hunters in the mountains, and was later adopted as his adopted son by General Xu. He was extremely talented and was recognized as one of the most powerful people in the five years of Tianjian." As soon as this person came out, most of the new students
They all knew each other, and a few of them directly whispered to Lin Yi where this person was from.
"Xu Moxue, it turns out that she belongs to the family of General Xu, Sima Xu of the Right Army..." Lin Yi reacted instantly.
He has also heard of this person.
"I thought he was a tall, strong man."
He was a little surprised.
According to legend, the adopted son of General Xu's family had to wear only underclothes even in the ice and snow when he was young. He was not afraid of the cold. At the age of seven, he could defeat ordinary martial arts masters with his martial arts skills. He was also a wizard.
In his imagination, this man should be a strong and brute man, but he did not expect that he was such a handsome young man.
"Xu Moxue leads his disciples to make clever moves."
Xu Moxue was also very straightforward. She just bowed to Lin Yiwei and her figure was already floating like the wind.
"This man is really very skilled in martial arts."
Lin Yi instantly felt that Xu Moxue had a reaction that ordinary people could not match. He seemed to have a thought in his mind and before his body moved, Xu Moxue already seemed to know how he was going to take action.
Some of his father's generals told him back then that a warrior who has reached a certain level of martial arts can sense in advance how the opponent is going to exert force and how to attack through the subtle changes in the flesh and blood of the opponent's body.
Xu Moxue's footwork was agile, and as the two figures swayed, Lin Yi could already feel that the opponent was the kind of warrior who could see the autumn wind before it arrives, even though they hadn't officially launched their move yet.
"If I can't deceive his perception, I will only be beaten. If some fatal parts are hit, I will definitely lose. But if I use my energy and blood, I should be able to deceive him."
At this time, Lin Yi's control over the body's flesh and blood has reached the level of skin control. When he thought of this, his heart moved slightly, and his inner energy suddenly rushed to his right shoulder.
The blood in his right shoulder suddenly swelled slightly.
"Um?"
Xu Moxue suddenly felt something. He intuitively felt that Lin Yi was about to strike with his right fist. However, at this moment, his eyes narrowed and Lin Yi's left fist struck like lightning! (To be continued)