The story of an affectionate dragon is always so touching.
But he had never experienced anything like this.
Maybe this is the difference between humans and animals.
The next day!
Gong Mo came early, "Fellow Daoist Lin, did you have a good rest last night?"
"Very good, thank you for your hospitality." Can Lin Fan be dissatisfied? He got a supreme body training method without doing anything, but the key is that he is too lazy to practice. How boring and boring it is to practice slowly.
Just a way.
"Fellow Daoist Lin came at the right time. Today is the day when I will send my disciples to compete. How about we go together and see how it goes." Gong Mo said with a smile.
Originally, he was thinking about where he should take the other party to see.
It just happened to be a competition between the disciples of the Holy Land.
How could we not take the other party to see this kind of activity that can demonstrate the strength of the disciples of the Holy Land?
Just to let the other party take a good look.
This is the strength of our disciples of the Ancient Immortal Holy Land.
soon.
When they arrived here, the place was crowded with people, and many disciples were waiting there. For the disciples of the Ancient Immortal Holy Land, this was a grand occasion.
"Fellow Daoist Lin, you have never seen such a scene." Gong Mo held up his holy land with all his heart.
Let alone mention this, Lin Fan has indeed never seen it.
Gong Mo said: "In the Ancient Immortal Holy Land, such a competition is held every three months. First, it is to allow the disciples to test their own strength. Second, it is to allow some disciples to see the efforts of others. The third point is
There are rewards, although the rewards are not very generous, but they are still a small encouragement."
"Yes, this mechanism is indeed very good." Lin Fan praised, the Ancient Immortal Holy Land has indeed done a good job in this aspect.
Ao Wudi, who was hovering in the Holy Land of Ancient Immortals, lay there boredly. When he saw Lin Fan with a pair of lantern-sized dragon eyes, he blinked mischievously.
It didn't take long.
An elder stood on the ring, caressing his beard and said: "The March competition in the Holy Land has officially begun. The rewards for the top ten in this competition are very generous. I hope all disciples can actively participate and show our ancient skills."
Come with the grace of a disciple of the Immortal Holy Land."
"Of course, the competition between fellow students is all about learning from each other and not harming lives."
"I won't say much more. Seeing that some of the disciples below are eager to give it a try, they have been impatient for a long time. If I talk too much, it will make you think that I, an old guy, talk so much nonsense."
This elder was also interesting and made the disciples in the audience burst into laughter.
at this time.
Lin Fan looked into the distance. There was a group of people with extraordinary temperament. Compared with the ordinary disciples in the audience, they were obviously different. They looked more like the elite among a group of people.
The men are handsome and the women are beautiful.
It seems that these people are the saints and saints of the Ancient Immortal Holy Land.
They came here not to compete, but to watch the excitement.
If they come on stage, then which disciple can compete with them? Only the saints and saints who are the same can compete with each other.
Fighting against ordinary disciples is bullying them.
And the bullies don't want anything.
On stage.
A big man jumped onto the stage holding a mace, raised the mace in his hand and shouted, "I want to be in the top ten in this competition. If you don't accept it, come up and challenge me."
The momentum cannot be weak.
The ones who clamored were also quite powerful.
Not long after, a man holding a long sword slowly came onto the stage, and a battle broke out.
It didn't take long.
The big man was kicked out of the ring. He cursed and got up and said, "Aside from being faster than me, what other skills do you have? If you don't dare to fight head-on, you are a coward."
From the beginning to the end, he never touched a piece of his opponent's clothes. The whole place was walked with dogs. In the end, he let out a sigh of exhaustion and was directly kicked away.
Gong Mo said: "Friend Dao Lin, this is the style of our disciples in the Holy Land. Even if we lose, our momentum will not be weak. It's just a pity. That disciple pays too much attention to body training and is not dexterous enough. It is normal for him to lose."
, but if he can continue in physical training, his future achievements will be limitless."
"Yeah, that makes sense." Lin Fan had some thoughts after seeing it, but unfortunately, there was nothing he could do about it. In his eyes, these were moving elite monsters that would drop things.
How much he thought that the world was full of heinous and evil people. When he saw him, it was as if he was seeing a life-and-death enemy, threatening to crush him to ashes.
Even if you are not a heinous person, you may be jealous of his excellence and want to destroy such an outstanding person.
After all, there must be a reason for doing anything.
You can't stand for no reason.
Is this the truth?
Gong Mo said: "Fellow Daoist Lin, seeing how entranced you are, you must want to go on stage and compete with the disciples of the Holy Land. It's okay, I can make arrangements for you."
"No need to go to such trouble. I'm not a disciple of the Holy Land. It's unreasonable to snatch other people's rewards." Lin Fan said.
Quiet!
Gong Mo looked at Lin Fan blankly, so confident.
Why are your thoughts different from mine?
That being the case!
Then you have to go on stage.
If not for anything else, just to let the guests from afar see the strength of the disciples of the Ancient Immortal Holy Land.
"Fellow Daoist Lin, wait for me for a moment."
Gong Mo walked towards the backstage to talk to the elders of his sect.
It didn't take long.
The elder who presided over the arena came on stage.
"Disciples, let me tell you something. A fellow Taoist from the Taiwu Immortal Sect has come all the way and wants to come on stage to discuss with me in the Holy Land, so I will invite the fellow Taoist to come on stage next."
The words just fell.
The elder's gaze stayed on Lin Fan.
I muttered in my heart.
Is it possible?
Don't be beaten by the disciples of the Holy Land until your nose is bruised and your face is swollen, crying for your father and mother, that's really not good.
Suddenly.
All the disciples are looking forward to it. They also want to know what the disciples of Taiwu Xianmen look like?
Then most people started talking quietly.
"It seems that this disciple of the Taiwuxian Sect is going to be in bad luck."
"That's for sure. You don't know the strength of our Holy Land. You just want to let him see the strength of our Holy Land."
"You are a guest, so you can't bully others too much. That's enough."
As disciples of the Holy Land, they naturally have absolute confidence in their own sect. When the disciples of the Taiwu Immortal Sect arrive, they naturally have to show them how powerful our Holy Land is.
There are some things you can't envy.
Gong Mo said: "Don't worry, fellow Taoist Lin, it's just a discussion, nothing will happen."
"Elder Gong, this is really unnecessary. If something unexpected happens, it won't end well." Lin Fan was in a dilemma. Didn't the other party see the current situation?
No one other than a saint, a saint, or a saint can compete with him.
Doesn't this sound like bullying?
Moreover, the Ancient Immortal Holy Land treats him quite well, and I really don’t want to embarrass him.
Gong Mo said: "It doesn't matter, it will end well. You are a guest. These little guys know this. It's just a friendship discussion. Nothing will happen."
Lin Fan had a lot to say.
But looking at Gong Mo's appearance, it was obvious that he couldn't explain clearly.
That’s it!
That’s it!
Hope they can bear it.
And he also wanted to see how capable the disciples of the Ancient Immortal Holy Land were.
I always feel that the Ancient Immortal Holy Land seems to be a little too confident. This kind of atmosphere is really not good. If it continues in the long run, it will cause problems.
It seems that the Ancient Immortal Holy Land treats him well, so he should do something for them.
Lin Fan stepped forward, jumped slightly, and tapped his toes on the ring.
The disciple in the ring now has won three games in a row. His sword skills are superb, and his body skills are even more elegant. If nothing else happens, he will definitely be among the top ten.
"Fellow Taoists, I am Lin Fan, a disciple of the Taiwu Immortal Sect, and Elder Chenggong has kindly invited me to come on stage to compete with this fellow Taoist. It is a great honor. I will only discuss it later, so as not to hurt the harmony." Lin Fan clasped his fists and said.
Open, in order to prevent others from thinking that he is just showing off.
to be honest.
When he stepped onto the stage.
He had already told himself.
He was forced to do this, and no one could stop him.
There were whispers from the audience again.
"It seems like he knew he was going to be beaten up later."
"This disciple of the Taiwu Immortal Sect is a bit polite and a pretty good person. Mo Hao will definitely keep his hand and won't let the other party lose too miserably."
"It's time to let other sects see the strength of our Holy Land."
For them, they never thought they would lose.
They all believe that the Holy Land of Ancient Immortals is the strongest. The other party comes here to participate in their big competition once every three months. They will be defeated later and have a deep feeling of the strength of their Holy Land.
Mo Hao said: "You are a guest, so of course I can't hurt you. I'll finish it later and don't hurt your kindness."
"Please move." Lin Fan put one hand on his back, indicating that the opponent could start. The opponent was not as strong as him. His swordsmanship was good, but it was only good.
Mo Hao said: "The visitor is a guest, you come first."
Neither side moved.
He has already figured out how to attack, and with just three moves, he will defeat the opponent with his superb swordsmanship.
After fifty years of sharpening a sword, one sword produces prosperity and precipitation. Any brilliant moves will be eclipsed by his sword.
Just the next words.
But it made Mo Hao angry.
"You go ahead, I'm afraid you won't have a chance if I do something." When Lin Fan just said this, he wanted to slap himself in the mouth. Mad, you promised not to show off in front of others, why do you do this?
Pack.
Friendship discussion.
Doesn't this make people furious?
Sure enough, Mo Hao was obviously stunned. He obviously didn't expect the other party to be so aggressive. He looked away and wanted to stop, but the other party's words made him give up the idea.
"Okay, that's crazy enough."
The words just fell.
Mo Hao struck with his sword, and the light bloomed. Everyone felt that everything in front of them had lost its color, the five senses were blocked, and there was only a humming sound.
The swordsmanship he practiced was a minor magical swordsmanship from the Ancient Immortal Holy Land.
Fengshi Shadowless Sword.
Cultivate to the highest level and possess the power to reach the heaven and the earth.
With a flash of sword light, the five senses were sealed, and when he reacted, his head had already separated from his neck.
When the opponent performs a sword move.
Lin Fan clearly felt that his five senses were being disturbed.
The world in front of me is gray, my ears are silent, my sense of touch is gone, and there is no sense of anything, as if it is a closed and mysterious space.
But...it's a pity.
Bang!
Lin Fan used his innate magical power, moving in a mysterious trajectory, pinching the tip of the sword with two fingers, and then his magic power shook slightly.
There was a click.
The long sword in Mo Hao's hand shattered inch by inch.
"this……"
Mo Hao stared, as if he was seeing a ghost.
"You've lost all your swords, so give up." Lin Fan really didn't want to bully others, and it would be bad to hurt them if he stopped.