Under One Person: I am alone, reviving the Tang Sect

Chapter 282 The more you fight, the braver you become
Lu Linglong was very excited, not for the purpose of testing Feng Qin's results, but simply for the purpose of practicing.

"This...Aren't you going to look for other inner sect disciples?"

Feng Qin had never fought with anyone before, so he didn't know how to hide the Twelve Heart Techniques and the Innate Skill.

Because Quanzhen Kung Fu is all about following your heart.

Not to mention sparring, even when you are eating and sleeping on a daily basis, the Qi flame is flowing.

Although it cannot be seen with the naked eye, when actually fighting, it is inevitable that one's true level will be exposed.

"No, no, I'm tired of fighting. I want to fight with the Tang Sect today."

"..."

Feng Qin's expression fell, "The Tang Sect is not good at sparring."

"I've pointed out the wrong things to you for so many days, and you're not willing to learn from me?"

Never pointed out a mistake.

Feng Qin was too lazy to complain, but after thinking about it, he felt that Lu Linglong was rather crude and might not know the division of strength. Besides, he also wanted to see how much of a gap there was between him and her.

After thinking about it, I agreed to the competition.

"You can't use hidden weapons. We're just fighting hand-to-hand."

Lu Linglong stepped back a few steps, kicked away the cushion she was using for meditation, and raised her pair of small, white fists in front of her chest.

Mr. Mo had already left, and only Lu Linglong and he were left here.

Without the third party, Feng Qin's shy look disappeared and he stared ahead as if staring at prey.

Lu Linglong felt a chill on her back. When she was stared at by the other party, she actually had a sense of fear that she could not escape.

However, after the fear, there is a surge of excitement.

Death seemed to have some kind of charm for her.

This excitement, which was different from that of ordinary people, made even Feng Qin stunned for a moment.

At this moment, Lu Linglong swooped forward, with blue Qi flames floating around her body. The vast Qi between heaven and earth was nourishing her body and mind.

Innate skill!
Feng Qin could tell at a glance that Lu Linglong's Xiantian skills were by no means at the level of an ordinary disciple, and even among the inner sect of Quanzhen, she was one of the best.

Just because she has a poor talent for the Twelve Heart Techniques doesn’t mean she is not good at other techniques.

Feng Qin did not dare to be careless, and a sudden attack burst out like a shotgun.

After reaching level ten, her instant attack can even go head-on with senior brothers and sisters in Tang Zhong like Tang Meihua, and the power is definitely not something Lu Linglong can withstand.

But she didn't dodge, but chose to take it head-on. She crossed her hands, and the power of the instant attack fell entirely on the pair of jade-white hands. The blue Qi flame formed a Qi shield, but it could not block all the damage.

Lu Linglong felt pain, but her expression was slightly grim, and her hands suddenly changed and she punched out.

hum-

His brain trembled, Feng Qin's face was slightly shocked, and he stepped back repeatedly.

Looking at Lu Linglong in disbelief.

That simple punch just now actually hit the soul through the body?

"Awesome! Anyone who is not sexually trained enough would have been lying down after being hit by my punch."

As Lu Linglong admired it very much, the excitement in her eyes became even more intense.

Feng Qin mobilized the Twelve Heart Techniques, and the Qi Flame recovered from the level of twenty to thirty times of breathing to nearly two hundred times.

Because it is not meditation, the breathing speed will decrease immediately, but it can be maintained at about one hundred times.

When fighting against Lu Linglong, you definitely can't let her win.

Feng Qin's poisonous Qi gathered in his hands, and the poison barrier also covered his entire body.

"It turns out that the Tang Sect's use of poison does not rely on hidden weapons."

Lu Linglong looked at the emerald green Qi flame and the purple poison barrier surrounding her body and was secretly surprised.

However, ordinary protective shields are of no value.

Quanzhen Kung Fu focuses on life and death. Every attack is a collision between the body and the soul. Your body can withstand it, but what about the soul?
Swah——

The two intertwined again, and the bombardment was particularly noticeable at dusk.

After three moves, Lu Linglong rolled on the ground, half-knelt on the ground, trembling, full of astonishment.

The Qi flames all around her were filled with Qi poison and poison barriers, and these poisons were invading her Qi flames bit by bit.

Forcing them to disperse directly from the infected areas.

In this way, consumption is increased by more than double.

Even if you have innate skills, you can't afford to waste them.

On the other hand, Feng Qin took several of her punches without showing any signs of fainting.

It’s like... a golden Buddha that’s as still as a bell.

"Senior sister, I admit defeat."

After Feng Qin had a general understanding of his Twelve Heart Techniques and the level of his Xiantian Kung Fu, he pretended to gasp for breath and raised his hands in surrender. "No, I'm the one at a disadvantage. Come on!"

Lu Linglong didn't say anything and rushed forward to punch again, her aura already becoming disordered.

He no longer had the calmness he had at the beginning, and the more he fought, the bigger the smile on his face became.

Feng Qin's expression became increasingly solemn.

"Senior, are you... unable to control yourself?"

"What can't be controlled."

Lu Linglong's fists gained more and more momentum, and when she threw another punch, she actually knocked him several meters away.

Feng Qin blocked with both hands, and it was his turn to look horrified.

The more Lu Linglong fights... the stronger she becomes.

Not only the strength, but also the speed and reaction ability are far beyond what they could have been at the beginning.

Moreover, the innate skills around him had become so chaotic that it seemed as if he had gone astray.

It was as if... the Quanzhen technique was actually suppressing her strength.

If she didn't use Quanzhen Kung Fu, she would be even stronger!

bang——

Feng Qin gathered the poisonous Qi in his palm and, seizing the right moment, he activated the Twelve Heart Techniques to the extreme and collided with Lu Linglong.

With the loud noise, Lu Linglong's eyes blurred, her brain was concussed, and her soul was swinging back and forth uncontrollably.

The Twelve Heart Techniques, which should have been stronger than Feng Qin's, became ineffective as he gradually lost his sanity.

Before Feng Qin could breathe a sigh of relief, Lu Linglong, who was clearly in a state of mental confusion, relied on her instinct to move her body and punched him in the chest.

With a loud bang, Feng Qin was knocked ten meters away.

Deep scratches were left on the ground.

tick-

A drop of blood flowed from Lu Linglong's shoulder.

The punch just now was too fast, and Feng Qin subconsciously stopped using his fists and palms, and instead used his hands to chop out like hand knives.

He forcibly broke her Qi shield and injected the Qi poison into her body.

Therefore, she was made to bleed.

"Blood…"

Lu Linglong glanced at the blood on her shoulder, the luster in her eyes gradually faded, replaced by a certain desire.

She slowly put her hand towards the wound, and blood gathered in her hand.

"enough."

With a snap, a white-haired old man appeared in front of Lu Linglong at some point, raised his hand and flicked his finger on her forehead.

The eyes that had gradually lost their luster returned to normal.

"Hello, Master..."

Lu Linglong rubbed her forehead in pain, then said with a sense of fear:

"Just now, I almost lost control again."

"What do you think?"

The white-haired old man called Feng Qin over in a bad mood.

"Remove the poison, and then go back. Don't worry, she will be fine."

Feng Qin nodded repeatedly. He was actually a little worried just now.

I thought Lu Linglong's strength was average, but I didn't expect that we would be evenly matched in the end. If she really used the [Blood Control Technique].

I was afraid that I would have to use hidden weapons to injure her and take her away.

"but."

As Feng Qin turned around, the white-haired old man spoke again:

"Linglong hasn't lost control for a long time. Could it be that... her soul has been shocked?"

Feng Qin's heart suddenly tightened and he held the phone in his pocket. If he was exposed, he would ask his leader to pick him up, otherwise he would do as Mr. Mo said in casual conversation these days.

Once his talent is exposed, they will force him to become a Quanzhen disciple even if they have to tie him up.

"No, maybe I'm too tired. Feng Qin has only just mastered the Twelve Heart Techniques. How could he possibly defeat me?"

Lu Linglong thought that the shock just now might be a sign of poisoning.

How strong is this kid to have the ability to knock her soul so hard that it shakes?

(End of this chapter)