Super Martial God

The third month.

Chen Changsheng, 520 steps, ranks first.

Later, Shen Xuanji, 460 steps.

Bai Qin Guan, 450 steps.

Xia Sheng, 440 steps.

Yunfeng still ranks eighth, 419 steps.

Lin Mu, still behind the crowd, tortoise speed forward, 340 steps, ranking 310.

At the beginning of this month, some people gradually couldn't bear the oppression of the wasteland level, and there were eliminators.

The more time goes by, the more terrible the prestige of the rank of the wasteland. Even if Chen Changsheng is a genius, he can only go up one or two ranks every day.

"Three hundred and eleven steps."

Lin Mu's face was expressionless and he struggled to step up again.

This rank of the wasteland tests not only the physical body, but also the endurance of the martial vein and soul.

His physical body and soul are all right, but his martial vein is very fragile. If he hadn't forcibly relied on his physical body and soul to dissolve most of the pressure for his martial vein, I'm afraid his martial vein would have been unable to bear it and would break directly.

According to his inference, the rising limit of green level military veins should be about 300 steps, green level military veins should be 500 steps, blue level military veins should be 650 steps, and purple level military veins should be 800 steps.

The limit that his martial pulse can reach has already exceeded. That's why his forward speed becomes very slow.

"But anyway, I must move forward."

Lin Mu did not waver in his heart.

The fourth month.

Chen Changsheng, 552, Shen Xuanji and Bai Qinguan are 493 and 489 respectively.

Xiasheng and Yunfeng are 488 steps and 450 steps.

Lin Mu has also stepped on 373 steps, ranking 300.

It's not that Lin Mu's ranking has risen, but that ten people in front of him can't hold on and choose to give up.

"Hum, the forest shepherd must be strong, and he will be eliminated soon."

Seeing Lin Mu slowly following behind, the martial saint of Hongxiu palace couldn't help humming.

"Looking at his speed, I think he can stick to 400 steps at most."

Dongyang sect Wu Sheng plays.

"I think it's 390 steps at most."

The martial saint of the red embroidery palace is more mean.

"Ha ha, maybe someone else can burst out. It's not necessary to go to 410 steps."

The LV family Wu Sheng laughed.

"Hey, do you guys want to face? Are you qualified to evaluate my master?"

Xia Sheng finally couldn't help staring back at these martial saints.

"Little girl, although you have a good talent, don't talk nonsense. What have we evaluated your master?"

Wu Sheng's face in the red embroidery palace sank.

In order to monopolize Xia Sheng as a talented disciple, Gu minrou didn't tell her about Xia Sheng, so she didn't know Xia Sheng's identity, nor did she connect this peerless genius with Lin Mu, a waste material.

"Listen clearly. My master's name is Lin Mu. Lin Mu is my master."

Xia Sheng said proudly with a small face.

"What?"

What joke did the statue of LV Jiawu hear? "You said that Lin Mu's waste is your master? Ha ha ha. "

Not only he but also the others laughed.

The Wu Sheng of the red embroidery palace had a slightly bright eye: "I said, little girl, with your peerless talent, there's no need to follow your waste master. It's better to follow me."

"Follow you?"

Wu Sheng of Dongyang sect shook his head. He was also excited about such a peerless jade like genius and said directly, "Zhao Xiuling, you are too stingy. I think this little girl is very suitable for our big Dongyang sect, and I will recommend her to be my master's disciple and become my younger martial sister."

Not only they, but also several other martial saints who are not hostile to Lin Mu have moved their minds. It is really that Xia Sheng's talent is too attractive.

Before, people thought she came from a big force, so they didn't dare to pay attention. Now they know that her master is Lin Mu, and Lin Mu, who has just been regarded as waste wood, so they couldn't bear it.

"Oh, you can't even compare with me. Why do you want to take me as an apprentice?"

Previously, these people mocked Lin Mu, and Xia Sheng spared no effort to satirize them.

Being satirized by her, several martial saints turned slightly red. Their ranking in the rank of the wasteland is really not as good as Xia Sheng.

"No matter how bad it is, it's better than your so-called master."

The martial saint of the LV family couldn't help choking.

"Sorry, in my eyes, you can't even compare with a hair of my master."

Xia Sheng disdained.

"You..."

All the martial saints were speechless about Xia Sheng's attitude.

Is this little girl short of heart? I can't see what kind of waste wood Lin Mu is. Any one of them ranks far higher than Lin Mu?

"Lin Mu, what despicable means did you use to confuse her?"

The martial saint of the red embroidery palace suddenly looked at Lin Mu angrily.

Others listened, and there was a murderous spirit in their eyes.

They really couldn't figure out how Lin Mu could be the master of such talents and jade. They couldn't help thinking of other aspects. Did Lin Mu show any enchanting skill to the little girl?

Looking at the little girl, there is no reluctance. People are more inclined to believe that there may be an illicit affair between Lin Mu and the little girl.

Unfortunately, Lin Mu didn't see them at all. Hearing this meaningless question, he didn't even bother to answer.

"I said, elder martial sister, there's no need to pay attention to these people without eyes?"

On the contrary, Yunfeng spoke.

Hearing Yunfeng's words, everyone was stunned again.

The young man was also impressed by everyone. He was another annoying young genius besides Xia Sheng. At this time, he was still in the eighth place on the stage of the wasteland.

However, the other party's words are dull.

Elder martial sister?

What's the situation? Is this talented young man also a disciple of Lin Mu?

"Hum, you think I'm willing to pay attention to them, but I don't want them to chatter here and disturb master's purity."

Xia Sheng snorted coldly.

"Seems reasonable?"

Murmuring cloud peak.

"Little brother, I think you are a wise man. Your elder martial sister has lost her way. Don't be like her."

Seeing Yunfeng, the martial saint of Dongyang cult couldn't help but move his eyes. This genius is also good. He can't receive the little girl. It's also a credit to accept the young girl's entry.

Immediately, he earnestly advised: "if you come to our dadongyang sect, I will also recommend you to become my master's disciple, that is, my younger martial brother. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity."

"Really? Then I'll go to your big Dongyang sect. What position can you give me? "

Yunfeng said curiously.

The martial saint of Dongyang sect looked very happy and thought that Yunfeng had been persuaded by him. He immediately worked harder and said, "my master, that's the elder of Dongyang sect, so you are the core disciple as soon as you get started. If you work hard in the future, you can become a true legend."

"Core? True story? "

Yunfeng couldn't help talking.

"Ha ha, little brother, how about coming to our big Dongyang sect?"

The martial saint of Dongyang sect has a gentle smile on his face.

Looking at Yunfeng's surprised appearance, he thought more and more that the young man in front of him was in the bag of his Dongyang sect.