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One thousand and eighteen chapters experience

Nangong Jue's compliment made Li Rang immediately understand what he meant. It was obvious that Lin Zichen, whose strength had always made Nangong Jue proud, had reached a new level.

After all, Lin Zichen was only in his early twenties, how could he achieve such an achievement... Looking at Chinese martial arts, Li Rang has never seen the second person.

Li Rang is not a master, but after following the old man for so many years, he is well-informed. At least in the martial arts world, he has never seen such a talent as Lin Zichen.

Even Wang Ying, who was once hailed as a martial arts wizard by the old gentleman, did not receive such praise from the old gentleman.

Everyone looked at the man on the sea and admired him. Not everyone could do this kind of thing.

Sitting cross-legged in the center of the vast sea, as calm and calm as if sitting on the ground, even a warrior with the ability to fly cannot do this.

"Is this... Master Lin? He is so strong that he can actually meditate while hanging in the air."

"That's right, I've met Mr. Lin, it's him. Even though he's so far away, I recognize him by his appearance!"

"He is truly worthy of being the number one person on the Tianwu Ranking. Oh my God, once I see him today, I will have no regrets in my life!"

"How's it going? Bro, do you still think your mystical arts are the strongest?"

The warrior who had previously praised Xuan Shu was speechless for a while. Indeed, such a method was unheard of, let alone seen with his own eyes...

When everyone was shocked, the crowd suddenly made a way, and several people walked in slowly, and the one who walked in the front was an old man in his seventies.

It is none other than the master of Fanhua Sect, Ling Chongjue!

Ling Chongjue was wearing a brown satin Tang suit and silk trousers. The purple crutch in his hand was delicately carved, but the crutch was just in his hand and seemed to have no role in helping him walk. His feet were like wind!

At this time, Ling Chong never squinted, his eyes staring at the young man on the sea. His eyes were full of seriousness and awe. As he walked among the people, he left behind an unspeakable majesty.

The momentum quickly shocked several people on both sides, and everyone instinctively continued to retreat, making the road in the middle wider.

After walking to the beach, Ling Chongjue stopped and said, "Yujie, you must not take action."

Song Yujie, who was standing behind him, also went with him. Hearing this, he nodded: "I understand, senior brother, don't worry."

Ling Chongjue nodded, then turned to look at Chen Yongquan: "Yongquan, today I have to give Jiarong an explanation, so you can rest assured."

Chen Yongquan took a deep breath: "It all depends on the sect leader!"

Ling Chongjue smiled slightly, but quickly put away his smile, regained his serious look, looked at the sea, stepped on his feet, jumped into the air, and raised his whole body.

Looking at this scene, everyone exclaimed once again. A warrior needs to chant and form seals to fly. No matter how strong he is, he still needs some preparations. However, Ling Chongjue seemed to be floating without any warning. This method is simply shocking!

Immediately afterwards, Ling Chongjue waved his cane, and several strands of true energy rushed out of his body, shuttled back and forth in the space, and finally all rushed in front of Ling Chongjue, forming a plane in the space, like a white bridge.

Caught on the sea.

Ling Chongjue stepped forward and walked on the sea as if he were walking on flat ground. Each step was just a splash of water. He stepped across the sea without getting his clothes and shoes wet. He was as fast as a seagull in the sky and rushed out in a moment.

A distance of tens of meters.

"He is worthy of being a master of mystical arts. He walks on water as if he were walking on flat ground, and his steps are as smooth as the wind. He is really the pride of our Hong Kong Island!"

"Haha, I have been practicing mysticism for more than ten years, and I finally see what it means to be a master of mysticism."

"Yes, yes, we have already begun to set up the formation. It is too powerful. If I can achieve even half of this in this life, I will be satisfied!"

For a moment, the martial arts practitioners who had been exclaiming about Master Lin's strength just now stopped. It seemed that all the momentum had gone to Ling Chongjue's side, and the endless praise became the mainstream among the crowd.

Above the sea, Lin Zichen was still sitting cross-legged and meditating steadily, his breath was as before. Although he had long felt Ling Chongjue's arrival, his eyes were closed tightly and he still had no intention of opening them.

Ling Chongjue stepped into the water until he was in front of Lin Zichen, raised his head slightly, looked at the young man in front of him, and let out a sneer.

"Haha, the opponent has arrived, keep your eyes open, Mr. Lin, are you not afraid that I will sneak up on you?"

Hearing this, Lin Zichen smiled slightly: "Half of the warriors in China are here, including your followers from the Fanhua Sect. You, Ling Chong, will never lose this person."

Hearing these words, Ling Chongjue was slightly startled, as if... Lin Zichen had changed into a different person at this moment.

Previously, Lin Zichen was somewhat polite at Fanhuamen. Although he was a little emotional when he finally left, he was still called the master of the sect respectfully from the beginning to the end.

But at this moment, Lin Zichen faced Ling Chongjue with an indifferent expression, and even his smile was full of contempt. The most important thing was... he called Ling Chongjue by his first name!

This shocked Ling Chongjue's heart. Good boy, this is your true face!

The number one person on the Tianwu Ranking, a master at the pinnacle of Chinese martial arts, is supposed to have the unconcealable domineering power of a king. Now... Lin Zichen has obviously shown this original domineering power.

"Indeed, I don't bother to sneak attack you, but... Mr. Lin, I don't want to waste time anymore, let's take action." Ling Chongjue said.

Lin Zichen frowned slightly: "Okay."

"You..." Listening to Lin Zichen's nonchalant tone, Ling Chongjue felt an indescribable sense of humiliation. This feeling had indeed been encountered before he practiced martial arts, but in the following decades, no one had dared to

Talk to him like this.

"Humph, Mr. Lin, I didn't want to be your enemy. I know that a master on the Tianwu Ranking naturally has his reasons for existence, but if you killed Jia Rong, I must kill you!"

"What if you can't kill him?" Lin Zichen opened his eyes slightly and finally glanced at Ling Chongjue. The murderous look in his eyes immediately gave Ling Chongjue a sense of shock.

Ling Chongjue suppressed that feeling, snorted coldly, and immediately took out a letter of challenge from his arms: "This is the letter of challenge between me and you, Mr. Lin, if you agree to give up your military identity, please press your hand.

Print it."

Lin Zichen secretly thought that this was the first time he had accepted a challenge in this form. Usually, even if his opponent knew his identity, it had never been like this. He didn't know whether this was Ling Chongjue's cowardice or his scheming, for the sake of Fanhua Sect.

Think about it.

But Lin Zichen didn't care. He didn't even think about the possibility of losing to the opponent. This challenge was just a piece of paper to him.

He nodded, and immediately raised his hand to push the letter of war, only to see a burst of true energy suddenly attack the letter of war in Ling Chongjue's hand.

In an instant, the gauntlet in Ling Chongjue's hand flickered, and the next second, a golden handprint appeared underneath the gauntlet, which was Lin Zichen's.

Ling Chongjue narrowed his eyes slightly: "Master Lin's methods are superb, even I may not be able to do it, but... you still may not be my opponent!"

"Really? Haha, I want to try it!" Lin Zichen's tone was very calm, so calm that Ling Chongjue's originally calm heart immediately became furious! Looking across the shore, the people on the beach had no idea what the two were talking about.

What, but they can all feel that a Xuanwu war is about to break out!

Long Aoxue stood in the crowd, with nowhere to put her hands, twisting the clothes in front of her, and her heart was pounding. For the first time, she felt worried that others would be more uncomfortable than herself. She knew that maybe,

Lan Luoshi has felt this feeling many times, and for her, this is just the beginning.

I don't know how long it will take for the two of them to fight. Long Aoxue is secretly anxious. Maybe she can only calm down when the competition is over.

In fact, in his heart, victory or defeat didn't matter. She only hoped that Lin Zichen would return safely. As long as he was safe, she would no longer care about anything else.

"Old sir, what are they doing?" Seeing Lin Zichen's sudden movement, Li Rang asked.

Nangong Jue smiled: "Haha, this little monkey's Qi is so fine that it can be traced to his fingerprints. Even if this strength is not enough to shock me, such a speed of progress is unimaginable. He is an unparalleled prodigy. He is definitely an unparalleled martial arts prodigy.

ah!"

Hearing Nangong Jue's praise once again, Li Rang could only sigh with joy. After all, talent is always more important than hard work in anything. He could never get such a talent in several lifetimes...

"fingerprint?"

"Yes, Ling Chongjue must have known Zichen's identity, so he asked him to sign the gauntlet. Otherwise, the martial arts gauntlet only requires you to attend the appointment, and there is no need to sign."

"So... Ling Chong is definitely afraid of getting into trouble by the military? This old fox is really shrewd."

Nangong Jue nodded slowly and said to himself in a voice that only he could hear clearly: "Yes, he was shrewd decades ago. If not for this shrewdness, he would have been buried in the Yun Qiong Sect!"

Suddenly, Ling Chongjue jumped several feet high from the sea. As he swung the mahogany cane in his hand, several strands of true energy rushed out horizontally, spiraled and connected in the space, and then rushed towards the sea level.

The true energy crossed and passed through each other on the sea level, leaving traces, and finally formed a network-like plane, directly locking the space where he and Lin Zichen were inside.

Everyone couldn't help but exclaimed, it was really unimaginable that one person could create such a huge scene with his own strength.

Lin Zichen also noticed the infuriating energy traveling rapidly around him, eventually forming a large net on the sea level. He immediately realized that this was the Earth Lock Demon Array. Compared with the Earth Lock Demon Circle used by Chen Jiarong, this was infinitely more advanced.

Times!

If it were ever, Lin Zichen would definitely panic because of this, and his first reaction would be to escape from the magic circle first before making any plans, but not now. A master in the middle stage of the Heavenly Realm, a martial arts powerhouse with a dragon-elephant body, is simply too lazy to do so.

Thinking about that, in his eyes, there is only one thing to say: breaking through the formation with force!

"Earth Lock Sha, haha, the formation of the Flower Gate!" Lin Zichen said with a slight smile.

Ling Chongjue stood in the sky and looked down at Lin Zichen. Under the formation of the Earth Lock Sha, the sea surface shone with light of true energy from time to time. This was Ling Chongjue's method!

"Master Lin, it seems that you have broken Jiarong's Earth Lock Sha, but... today you come and try my magic circle!"

Lin Zichen took a deep breath and stood up slowly: "Then I'll learn the lesson!"

As he spoke, Lin Zichen flapped his arms, and his whole body grew larger. He stood two or three feet tall, like a giant in the sea.

Even if Ling Chongjue stood in the sky and looked down, he was obviously insignificant compared to Lin Zichen.

I saw Lin Zichen raising his hand to grab a ground lock while taking a step, and with a sudden force, he tore apart the earth lock's true energy. In the face of the powerful force, the magic circle was torn apart like paper...


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