Chapter 36 Lin Long’s Way
In the last competition, Lin Zhao won without any doubt.
Twenty points are obtained, and it is certain to qualify as the winner of the three groups.
The results of the other four groups will also come out soon.
Except for the fourth group playoffs, which lasted until the evening, the other top ten players had already gone to draw lottery numbers for the match.
Before Lin Zhao looked at his number, there was a burst of exclamation over there.
Lin Long looked at the number of the first game of the third round and said with a smile, "I would like to ask Master Lin Yuan for advice."
Lin Yuan looked at the result and showed the veins on the back of his hands. , and then gave Lin Zhao a somewhat profound look at Lin Mang. After calming down, he smiled at Lin Longpi and said, "Brother Long, you are so flattering."
Lin Zhao was speechless by that look. .
Also noticing this sight, Lin Ya, who recovered slightly, walked to her side and said: "Lin Yuan seems to think that you and the head of the family have tampered with the draw."
Lin Zhao met Lin Yuan's sinister gaze indifferently, and said in a cold tone: "If there is a ghost in your heart, everyone will be a ghost."
Lin Ya sighed.
Lin Ya was helpless towards the narrow-mindedness of Lin Yuan, her cousin, so she did not want Lin Yuan to become the real leader of the next generation of the Lin family.
After the four groups of playoffs, Lin Zhao’s draw results were also determined.
Her opponent is the second group and the tenth level of foundation building Dzogchen.
The Dzogchen practitioner was also an individual cultivator. When he saw this result, he slapped his forehead and cried out in sorrow.
As a physical cultivator, he can resist Lin Ya's three moves at most. Against Lin Zhao, a female tyrannosaurus who can physically beat Lin Ya violently, he doesn't think he can withstand three moves with his body intact. .
But to be able to cultivate to the Great Perfection at this age, he also has a very good character. He raised his hand to Lin Zhaoyi and teased, "Young master, please show mercy."
Lin Zhao smiled, He immediately returned the favor. "My cousin is too modest."
Seeing this scene, Lin Yuan snorted and walked away.
Lin Zhao looked at Lin Yuan's back thoughtfully, always feeling a little uneasy. Lin Yuan could do all kinds of things to him, and he was probably even more unscrupulous to Lin Long.
So she found Lin Long and took out a pill from the space ring.
“Although I may be over-worrying about some things, you may be able to use this Qingling Pill in tomorrow’s battle.”
Qingling Pill is a third-grade elixir that can detoxify hundreds of poisons. , before leaving the Imperial Auction House, Lin Zhao bought three.
Although grandma can make elixirs, Lin Zhao does not intend to trouble her unless there is a special occasion.
Although Lin Long didn't think he could use this Qingling Pill, when he saw Lin Zhao's dazzling, clear and moist eyes, his wheat-colored face instantly turned red, and there were like ten thousand bees buzzing in his head. He was turning around so much that he couldn't even speak clearly, let alone refuse.
When he came to his senses, he already had a high-quality third-grade Qingling Pill in his hand, and the faint fragrance of the girl seemed to be lingering on the tip of his nose.
"You're really worthless, Lin Long." He rubbed his handsome face, sighed, and carefully put away the Qingling Pill.
Lin Zhao returned to the courtyard, and while stabilizing his cultivation, he looked inside the inner palace, looking at the light of the Honghu sword in the inner palace, and let out a sigh of relief.
I hope that if I think too much, then Lin Yuan will not be so crazy that he will be cruel to his own people.
If he dares, then he will fight to lose the position of young master, and she will destroy him!
The next day, the sky was bright.
Lin Zhao competed behind Lin Yuan.
Lin Yuan, who walked up to the platform, saluted Lin Long and said with a smile: "Please enlighten me."
Lin Long didn't say much after returning the gift, and instantly burst out with majestic momentum. The broadsword was held in the palm of his hand and he slashed towards Lin Yuan.
Hunting with a broadsword creates wind, with a bloody aura. Lin Yuan smiled contemptuously, put his feet on the top of his feet, and instantly flew back dozens of meters. A faint black spiritual energy came out of his body and turned into a python shape.
The black spirit python opened its bloody mouth, and its dark red snake eyes glowed fiercely.
Fifth level spiritual skill, Netherworld Spirit Python.
This is essentially the same as Lin Ya's Earth Dragon Binding yesterday, but the Nether Spirit Python that Lin Yuan practiced is different. The Seventh Elder specifically asked people to find a trace of the real Nether Python Soul to melt it into it, so The spiritual energy he summoned also possessed some of the innate abilities of the Netherworld Spirit Python itself.
Spiritual skill function, in other words, this is an ability that only seventh-grade spiritual skills have.
But the Nether Spirit Python is always a fifth-level spiritual skill, so if you want to urge the Nether Spirit Python to activate its innate skills, it will also have a great impact on Lin Yuan himself.
The activated will of the remnant soul of the Nether Python may directly swallow his own consciousness.
Lin Zhao saw the Nether Python-related methods again and frowned.
Because she felt uneasiness and a familiar feeling on Lin Yuan's ghost spirit python.
The auras of this Nether Spirit Python and Ning Wengui's python are very similar.
She didn't notice that after seeing the ghost spirit python summoned by Lin Yuan, Lin python's eyes flashed with confusion.
When Lin Long saw the Netherworld Spirit Python, he did not hide or avoid it. He roared and punched out a rich silver-white aura.
With a few punches, the silvery white spiritual energy gathered into a silvery white dragon.
Compared to the Netherworld Spirit Python, this little dragon was extremely small, but after the Netherworld Spirit Python came into contact with it, it seemed to have seen something very terrifying. It flicked its tail and ran away in a hurry.
When Lin Zhao saw this, before he could breathe a sigh of relief, he saw a strange smile curling up at the corners of Lin Yuan's lips.
Before he had time to think about why Lin Yuan could still laugh, he saw that the ghost spirit python had already arrived in front of Lin Long while hiding.
Lin Long punched away, and the Nether Spirit Python turned into thousands of mist and disappeared under that punch.
A spiritual energy summoned by a fifth-level spiritual skill took shape and just ran away, and then was smashed into pieces by a punch?
This is simply unheard of!
Not only Lin Zhao realized something was wrong, but others also felt something strange.
In the previous battle, Lin Yuan also used the Nether Spirit Python. Although the summoned spirit python was not as good as the real Foundation Establishment Dzogchen, it was not that weak.
As the person involved, Lin Long's uneasy feeling was only stronger than that of others, but the battle was about to break out, so he didn't think much, raised his sword and fought with Lin Yuan, who was coming towards him with his sword. .
Although they are both on the twelfth level of the Dzogchen Foundation, Lin Long's momentum fluctuates greatly. He has obviously touched the barrier of the consecration period and is much more tyrannical than Lin Yuan.
So in the head-on battle, Lin Yuan was still at a disadvantage.
After being slashed back seven steps by Lin Long, Lin Yuan wiped the blood from the corners of his lips, barely hiding a successful smile on his slightly feminine face.
"Lin Long, you are very strong, but who told you to go against me? Die!"
After saying that, he burst out a ball of spiritual mist in his hand and threw it at Lin Long .
The mist entered his nose, Lin Long's face instantly turned purple, and his spiritual power dropped sharply.
"Is that the poisonous mist of the netherworld?!" Lin Python asked in a voice.
The eldest elder of the Lin family, who knew what happened to Lin Mang's eldest son, also slammed the table angrily: "How could such a thing appear in the Lin family?!"
The seventh elder did not understand why these two people had such a big reaction. , said: "The Nether Poison Mist is the method of the Nether Spirit Python. Dabi allows all fighting methods, doesn't it?"
The fourth elder gave him a cold look.
"Having said that, it is really difficult to be elegant when using such methods in frontal combat."
The seventh elder did not change his expression: "Winning kings and losing bandits depend on their own methods. He Being able to get hit also shows that he is not strong enough.”
(End of this chapter)