Daqizong

Time passed quickly, and five days passed in a flash.

During these five days, Lin Jinghong healed his injuries and continued to participate in the small competition of the sect. As expected, he was frequently attacked by Fang's cronies.

In order to unite with other opponents who met him, the third son Fang even announced in a high-profile way that anyone who can fight Lin Jinghong on the stage for more than a hundred breaths will be rewarded with [-] Lingyu. One hundred thousand or so!

As a result, it was even more difficult for Lin Jinghong to move forward.

It was also fortunate that Li Wan had lent him the magic weapon, otherwise, he would have already been scarred at this moment, ranging from affecting his performance in the main match to being disabled and dying.

But even so, he still put in several times more effort than ordinary disciples to win one after another, and he was already exhausted.

But on this day, all the disciples of Feixian Palace suddenly discovered that Lin Jinghong who reappeared on the stage seemed different.

Lin Jinghong was still Lin Jinghong, and he didn't get the panacea such as the Foundation Establishment Pill. The difference was naturally the magic weapon on his body and the sword in his hand.

In everyone's eyes, Lin Jinghong was still dressed in green clothes, but it was not the plain old one, but bright and clean, with a faint glow floating around.

This is the precious light that can only be possessed by a good magic weapon, showing a luxurious appearance.

Even the straw shoes have been replaced with heavy-headed hook shoes, and the bamboo hat on the head is no longer replaced by a small jade crown with hair tied. The whole body is completely new.

But these are not as eye-catching as another thing. What everyone really cares about is that he has a magic sword in his hand.

When the dharma sword was out of its sheath, it was a light and narrow long sword. It was dark red all over, showing a simple black gold texture, but on this black gold texture, there were densely covered with twisting tadpole-like mysterious runes. Lei Mang burst out from it, and the lightning flashed.

This can't help but make people curious, and they have speculated about what it will be.

A well-informed person's eyes lit up, and he said, "No wonder someone spread the word that a few days ago, an expert favored this kid, so he came to the door and took him away."

"What, a master took him away? Could it be that the robes and swords he changed in the past few days were all given by the master?"

"This is really strange. Everyone knows that this son has been targeted by the Fang and Han families. Even the Hua family is not good at coming forward. Whoever wants to intervene in this matter regardless of the family's affection, is it possible? I'm not afraid of angering Fang. The Han family, or simply give the third son Fang generously, against Lin Jinghong's disadvantage?"

"Yeah, it's really puzzling which expert would act like this."

The reason why everyone was puzzled was because the matter of Lin Jinghong, the daughter of the Han family, and the third son Fang had been in a stalemate. Those big figures, their respective masters, seniors, just watched and didn't intervene. There must be something strange in it when the expert comes.

Someone sneered, telling the truth: "What do you know, that expert is said to be a foreign guest... Since he is a foreign guest, since he is pleasing to the eye, he will help him, so he can't bear to deal with so much."

"Foreign guests!" Hearing the words, the crowd gasped and exclaimed one after another, "If you are a foreign guest, you really are not afraid of this karma!"

"This Lin Jinghong, really has such a deep blessing, that wherever he goes, he seems to have divine help?"

"What kind of dog luck is this?"

Third Young Master Fang naturally heard other people's comments.

Third Young Master Fang has paid attention to Lin Jinghong for more than a day or two. He has seen that he is full of magic weapons, not to mention a few magic weapons, even the most important magic clothes and two magic swords. Can't help but also look livid.

Third Young Master Fang said gloomyly: "Brother Li, this kid is even more difficult to deal with, are you still fully sure?"

The third young master Fang called Li Senior Brother, a sharp-faced cultivator with unruly eyes, raised his eyebrows, and said loudly: "Fang Junior Brother, you must look down on me, Li, and teach this brat a lesson. not sure?"

Senior brother Li is indeed full of confidence, because he is not a disciple of the same class as Mr. Fang San and others, but a senior brother who started five years earlier.

Five years is enough time for some geniuses to stand out and cultivate to the late stage of foundation establishment. What's more, he has practiced for another eight years before that, and stayed in the outer sect for a total of 13 years.

In these 13 years, he has been staying in the realm of refining Qi, but it is not because his aptitude is too dull and his progress is slow as a snail, nor is it because his family is poor and cannot support his cultivation. Need to stand out with conspicuous performance.

His family background is strong, and there are enough miraculous skills and secret methods for him to lay a solid foundation. Everything is just for promotion to the foundation establishment.

This method of cultivation is not for the present, but for the future!

From the year when Third Young Master Fang and others entered the outer court, Senior Brother Li has already been the top one in the outer court, possessing the strength that is infinitely close to the realm of foundation establishment. After that, for five consecutive years, he has occupied a place on the list of top ten masters.

In contrast, Lin Jinghong entered the outer courtyard for a year, and he cultivated to the late stage of qi refining, and he caught the attention of countless people.

In the second year, Lin Jinghong's strength stagnated, and he was unable to advance to Foundation Establishment, and the aura of genius began to fade;

In the third year, he was still standing still, being gossiped and questioned by others;

In the fourth and fifth years, the disciples of the same class catch up one after another and become ordinary masters;

For five full years, he has not entered the top ten list once!

In terms of emotion and reason, Senior Brother Li, who is a frequent visitor to the top ten list, has enough qualifications to despise him, belittling him for nothing but a false name.

Senior Brother Li said proudly: "Some people think that in the world of cultivation, talent is the most important thing, but in fact, the experience of countless senior masters and giants has already proved that you only need to have an upper-middle posture, and you must have sufficient training resources and a long time. It is enough to achieve something, relying on the profound background of the wealthy family!

I think that my talent is not as good as his, and my fortune is not too deep, but what I have is also not comparable to him, or else, it is not that I occupy the name of the top ten masters in the outer court, but a so-called genius like him ! "

Brother Li's words are not self-important, but a fact that countless geniuses who have died in the middle of the road have already been pitied and mourned. They have proved it with their own successes and failures. The one that is hard to find among them should be counted as an exception.

Mr. Fang San was also from a wealthy family, so he was naturally clear about the advantages and disadvantages of talent and resources. He nodded and said: "Then please brother Li do your best. After the matter is completed, I will thank you very much!"

"Just don't worry about it." Senior Brother Li smiled and walked towards the ring.

When the two of them stepped onto the stage and stood facing each other, everyone was amazed when they saw it.

"It turned out to be Li Xiping!"

"This is a top ten ranked expert, Senior Brother Li!"

"It's over, this kid Lin Jinghong must be done playing!"

Someone also spoke for Lin Jinghong: "Look at what you said, it seems that Lin Jinghong has no hope. Have you ever seen him defeat the strong with the weak many times, even when he meets Senior Brother Hong?"

"By the way, this Lin Jinghong actually challenged the top ten masters as early as three years ago, and he was still the third-ranked Senior Brother Hong. Although he lost in the end, he still has some skills! Lost at the critical moment of the competition, and have not been able to get the top ten ranking!"

On the stage, Lin Jinghong and Senior Brother Li had no other distractions, they had already intertwined and fought together.

Lin Jinghong once again showed ghostly footwork.

His figure is like lightning, erratic, but it is the fleeting image of the ancient Lei Jianxian, and it is a kind of Lei Dun body technique. When he is trained to a master, he can even travel through the void, move and flicker, and kill the enemy in an instant.

Senior Brother Li tried it out for a while, seeing that Lin Jinghong didn't seem to be strong in anything other than his footwork, he couldn't help but feel relieved.

He had already learned about the fight between Lin Jinghong and the Third Young Master Fang from other people, and he became more and more sure that his reputation was in vain, so he sneered, and suddenly stepped forward, grabbing the path of Lin Jinghong's wandering, turning his magic sword obliquely Taking it as a thorn, he secretly and swiftly moved towards Lin Jinghong's throat.

Killing intent suddenly appeared!

Unexpectedly, Lin Jinghong's figure suddenly blurred at this moment.

"Huh?" Senior Brother Li was startled suddenly, and the sense of crisis engulfed his whole body like a needle piercing an acupoint.

He felt bad and wanted to withdraw his hand, but it was too late.

The sword in Lin Jinghong's hand suddenly burst into a blazing white thunder, and his whole body seemed to be transformed into lightning, rushing towards him.

A moment later, Senior Brother Li had a terrible blood hole in his waist and abdomen. The flesh and blood around the hole were scorched black, as if struck by lightning.

Lin Jinghong withdrew his sword indifferently, without even looking at it, turned around and got off the ring, and walked away.

Shocked, frightened, stunned...

After a long time, the pot exploded just now.

The deacons also rushed to the stage in a hurry to rescue Senior Brother Li who was seriously injured and defeated.

On and off the stage, in all directions, it was a mess.

"What the hell happened just now!"

"It's too scary. With our eyesight, we can't see clearly at all. How close is his sword?"

"What method is this?"

Unexpectedly, Lin Jinghong ended Senior Brother Li without hesitation, which aroused many reveries and thoughts from everyone.

At this time, there were several other disciples in the audience who were invited by the Third Young Master Fang to attack Lin Jinghong in the next competition, and they couldn't help thinking silently when they saw this.

Suddenly someone said: "Third Young Master, it seems that we have to change the things we agreed on."

Another person said: "I'm afraid it's not easy to snipe this kid, and Hu is not a lack of spirit, so there is no need to fight him to the end."

"You want to go back on your word?" Third Young Master Fang cursed angrily, "Don't forget, I helped you a lot back then!"

"Third Young Master, please take care of yourself, and leave!" The few people were too lazy to say anything, turned around and left.

Disciple Xiaobi has many disabilities. Even if he can be cured with panacea, it will delay Xiaobi's cultivation for a few months, which will even affect the subsequent competition for fame and rewards. If there is no one who has a deep hatred for Lin Jinghong, there is no need to go all out.