Asura War Supreme

After a long time, the sound of noise was repeated, and everyone was shouting.

"Is this really Lin Jingyu? What the hell

"No, it's only one move to defeat Qin Zhi, who is in the fourth heaven of the spirit realm. That's at least the cultivation of the fifth heaven of the spirit realm!"

"Is Lin Jingyu's strength restored?"

Everyone present was surprised and shocked.

Qin Zhi, who is able to easily defeat the four accomplishments of the spirit realm, at least shows that Lin Jingyu is not a waste.

"Boy, don't be too wild!"

At this time, another thin boy behind Zhao Ziyang also roared out in anger, obviously to avenge his companion.

His eyes were fixed, the soles of his feet suddenly stamped on the ground, his body tilted forward in a tricky and strange arc, and he also punched out quickly.

However, the strength of his fist is more powerful than that of Qin Zhi.

Behind him, there were also four spirits and spirits, and his body rushed to Lin Jingyu like a cheetah.

In his eyes, Li mang flickered constantly. Although he had the same spirit, he was more powerful than Qin Zhi. In his opinion, he was more than enough to deal with a waste wood that could not be cultivated.

What the skinny boy didn't expect was that when he was only three steps away from Lin Jingyu, the latter stirred up a smile of ill will.

I saw Lin Jingyu draw a gourd ladle with his finger, and then there was a sudden surge of dark power!

The same thing happened again.

——Bang

The thin boy didn't have time to defend himself, but his pupils suddenly shrank. In a moment, the dark force hit him on the chest, and a strong pain of bone fracture came wantonly.

Ah!

With the sound of "Hua La", the thin boy fell into the pond just like Qin Zhi.

However, he was even more tragic than Qin Zhi just now. As soon as he soaked in the cold muddy water, the congestion at the wound kept coming out, and instantly dyed a corner of the pond red.

The chest is full of white bone exposure, which is extremely infiltrating. The pain of heart drilling and lung cracking also follows. A moment later, the pain faints.

A group of young girls looked at the thin boy's tragedy, and their scalp suddenly felt numb.

This Lin Jingyu is too terrible!

I've beaten through other people's bones!

But there was something even more strange, because they didn't see how Lin Jingyu was fighting and how to defeat the enemy. In the blink of an eye, the battle was over!

"Did you see what Lin Jingyu did just now?"

A teenager and another girl beside him looked at each other, and they could see each other's shock from each other's eyes.

Then both shook their heads.

Obviously, Lin Jingyu's move is too fast, so fast that no one else can notice that he has launched an offensive!

"It's martial arts! It must be martial arts that Lin Jingyu made just now

I don't know who it is, suddenly a word came out of tiyo, and it was a shock!

As soon as this remark came out, countless candidate disciples around were also envious.

My God? Lin Jingyu has martial arts skills. No wonder he can defeat Qin Wu and Qin Zhi so easily.

There are four levels of worldly martial arts: Heaven, earth, Xuan and Huang.

Martial arts skills are rare. Ordinary martial arts can only be purchased at a high price. For those ordinary people who have no money or power, it is absolutely out of reach.

Even lingxige, the martial arts treasure land of wuxuanzong, only has a dozen sets of inferior martial arts skills of huangjie, in addition, there are only two sets of intermediate martial arts skills of huangjie.

The two sets of middle-class martial arts in the Yellow stage are called "secret collection of Wu Xuan" and "thousand magic ice heart formula" respectively. They are the treasures of the Wu Xuan sect. Only the senior disciples and elders of the sect are qualified to learn them.

It can be seen that martial arts are of unparalleled importance to the martial arts.

Now, Lin Jingyu not only has amazing strength, but also has martial arts skills. How can they not be shocked?

It seems that Lin Jingyu is really going to rise!

Echoing the surprise of the crowd, Zhao Ziyang's face was ugly. How ugly the pig liver expression was!

Green, purple, white and black!

He was going to humiliate Lin Jingyu, but it was unexpected.

Lin Jingyu not only regained his previous talent, but also didn't know where he learned a set of mysterious martial arts skills!

It was unexpected!

"Brother Zhao, you must decide for me and Qin Wu!"

Qin Zhi limps out of the pond with mud and water stains. His right arm has been dislocated. Looking at Qin Wu, who is unconscious and has exposed white bones, he looks sad.

If you don't make Lin Jingyu a cripple, it's not enough to calm his heart!

Zhao Ziyang grinned, his eyes were full of cold and gloomy color, and his killing opportunities were all obvious.

Looking at Lin Jingyu with an uncertain face, he said: "ten days later, there will be the formal disciple selection competition of the sect. You'd better not go. If I meet you, Zhao Ziyang swears that he will let you die without a burial place!"

Zhao Ziyang clenched his fists tightly, and there was a terrible sound of bone friction. His powerful breath came towards Lin Jingyu.

"Don't think that only you can use martial arts!"

Before the words were heard, his right palm was slightly clenched. Suddenly, countless flames rose from the edge of his fist. In the blink of an eye, the red flame spread his whole fist and wrapped it tightly.

The sudden change surprised countless disciples around.

"Look, isn't that Huang Jie's inferior martial arts" fire fist "

"Zhao Ziyang is worthy of being Zhao Ziyang. He is a new star among our candidate disciples. He has even practiced such terrible martial arts to the Mahayana level!"

There are four different stages in a course of martial arts: entering the micro, Hinayana, Mahayana and consummation.

At this time, Zhao Ziyang had already cultivated "fire fist" to the Mahayana realm, and his momentum was fierce and aggressive!

"I didn't expect that Zhao Ziyang's strength has increased a lot. It seems that there's no chance to select the formal disciples this time!"

A young man clenched his fists and cried.

"What are you afraid of? There isn't only one official disciple. If you perform well, you will be favored by the clan! "

Others shrugged their shoulders and comforted their companions. In fact, they happened to be comforting themselves.

"I just don't know if Lin Jingyu will take part in the formal disciple selection and assessment held by the sect?"

"I don't think so. Although both of them have practiced martial arts, I think Zhao Ziyang's" fire fist "will be more fierce. After all, it's a unique school!"

"Ha ha, Zhao Ziyang is powerful, but Lin Jingyu is not inferior at all. Just now you can see his martial arts?"

"In addition, three years ago, Lin Jingyu reached the seventh level of spirit at the age of 12, and was named the first genius of the clan. Now that his talent has awakened, it's not sure who will win or lose!"

“……”

A group of young girls chattered on and on, and instantly divided into two camps.

One school thinks that Zhao Ziyang's strength is not bad, and ten days later, the clan assessment will surely maltreat Lin Jingyu.

The other school thinks that Lin Jingyu's talent is awakening again and his momentum is irresistible, so it's no problem to defeat Zhao Ziyang. Each of the two schools holds its own view, and no one cares who is to be let.

"I've written down today's feud, and I'll pay it back again some other day!"

Zhao Ziyang gritted his teeth, put down a cruel word, took Qin Wu and Qin Zhi and turned to leave directly.

Today's Lin Jingyu looks a little abnormal. He doesn't dare to do it easily. Within ten days, he will surely practice "fire fist" to a perfect level.

At that time, all the sect elders will come to the formal disciple selection meeting. What he wants is to humiliate Lin Jingyu in front of everyone!

He wants to prove with facts, who is the real pride of heaven!

Looking at Zhao Ziyang's far away figure, Lin Jingyu smiles and shakes his head. He doesn't pay attention to the former's provocation. The former may never know how terrible the enemy he has to face is!

How can a secular person dare to fight against the God King?

After sipping his mouth slightly, Lin Jingyu patted the water stains on the oil paper umbrella, closed it slowly and took a look at the horizon.

At the beginning of the drizzle, the clouds in the distance were divided into irregular halves, from which a ray of dawn poured out.

Shining on the body, warm, people feel very comfortable.

After pondering slightly, Lin Jingyu walked towards the direction of the enchanted cloud mountains.

Everyone looked at the boy, who was slightly thin but seemed to be blooming with countless shining bodies. They all knew that the evil boy three years ago was really going to rise!

"Brother Jingyu."

When he came to the exit of zongmen, a slightly monotonous voice suddenly came. Lin Jingyu turned around and saw a young man who was about his age standing there.

The boy's thin clothes and bones are obviously caused by long-term malnutrition. He stood there with a handful of dry wood in his arms. His eyes were blank, but when he saw Lin Jingyu coming, his eyes lit up and a smile appeared on his yellow face.

Lin Jingyu knows this man. This skinny boy is called Hou Xiaolin. He is from the same hometown as Lin Jingyu.

His father died of serious illness a few days after he was born. He had been dependent on his mother since he was a child. His mother also lived a miserable life after she remarried. Later, his mother died, and his stepfather was cruel. He forced him to do some hard work every day. If he couldn't do it well, he would be beaten severely.

Finally, one day, he escaped from home, and together with Lin Jingyu, he applied for the examination of the candidate disciple of Wu Xuanzong. Only because of his low talent, the first level was brushed down.

Hou Xiaolin is not willing to go back to bear his stepfather's beating, so he would rather be a cook in the clan. At least he has food to eat every day, though sometimes he can't get enough.

And Lin Jingyu became the most dazzling figure in zongmen. After becoming a genius of zongmen, Lin Jingyu did not discriminate against him at all, but helped him everywhere. This makes Hou Xiaolin feel unprecedented warmth, so whether Lin Jingyu becomes a waste or not, he always regards him as a good friend and brother. After Lin Jingyu became a waste, people around him were even more indifferent and sarcastic. In the past, because of Lin Jingyu's relationship, others did not dare to do anything to him. But three years ago, Lin Jingyu lost all his talent. Without shelter, Hou Xiaolin was bullied. Even so, he still believes that Lin Jingyu will find his talent one day“ Brother Jingyu Hou Xiaolin warmly greets Lin Jingyu. Lin Jingyu nodded, then wiped each other's body and walked towards the distance indifferently without looking back. There was only Hou Xiaolin standing there, with a blank face“ Brother Jingyu, are you in a bad mood or angry with me? " Hou Xiaolin seemed to be at a loss, but he murmured slightly wrongly. Talking about Lin Jingyu. Out of the ninth peak where wuxuanzong was, he went straight to the direction of the mooyun mountains. His face never wavered, and his face was plain. brother! friend! These words are too sensitive for Lin Jingyu. He would rather be alone than betrayed by his friends! Therefore, he would rather seal the door of his heart forever! It wasn't until Wu Xuanzong was about five li away that Lin Jingyu let go of his vigilance and suddenly swept his body, and his speed suddenly increased. In one breath, it moved to a hundred meters away. What he displayed was his unique martial arts in his previous life, his body method and martial arts skills, "Gu Hong Ruo Ying"! Fifty feet in one step, shrinking into inches! Half a cup of tea, Lin Jingyu's figure appeared in the periphery of Moyun mountain.