The Return of the Martial Ancestor of Martial Arts

Lin Yun, a child of the Lin family, is fourteen years old. His parents died when he was young. He has a very strong and independent personality and rarely talks. However, he practices hard and focused, and has reached the sixth level of body tempering.

As soon as the young man in gray came on stage, information about him immediately appeared in Lin Dong's mind.

"Lin Dong, I know that you have already entered the seventh level of body tempering, but I still want to ask you about your martial arts." As soon as Lin Yunfu came on stage, his eyes were fixed on Lin Dong and he began to speak extremely seriously.

"Please!" Lin Dong didn't say much and raised his forearm slightly.

"Drink! Lin Dong, please give me some advice!"

After shouting lowly, Lin Yun rushed straight towards Lin Dong like a sharp arrow that had been taken off its string. His fists were swung like rocks flying into the sky, with a huge momentum.

First-level martial arts, Falling Stone Fist!

"Since it's an instruction, you have to be more serious. This is how the Falling Stone Fist should be used."

Lin Dong smiled and withdrew the posture of Tongbei Fist. As soon as he put on the air, his palms actually used the same martial skill - the first-level martial arts falling stone fist. The heavy fist shadows are like endless meteorites falling to the ground, and no one can stop the dangerous momentum!

"boom!"

Before Lin Yun could clearly see the force of his fist, he felt a sudden pain in his chest, and he flew backwards.

"Ahem, I lost."

Lin Yun, who quickly climbed up from the ground, appeared to be quite bachelor, and jumped straight off the stands after holding up his hands.

Lin Dong nodded and indicated that Lin Yun acted in a grand manner and could afford to lose.

Lin Dong defeated his opponent so cleanly and neatly, which also surprised Lincoln, who was the referee. It seemed that Lin Dong's extremely high level of cultivation was true, and his third brother had raised a good son.

Lincoln thought secretly in his mind, but he still said without hesitation: "The next match will be between Lin Ting and Lin Dong."

The next game went on for several more rounds, and finally came to the final two rounds. The game went very fast.

After Lin Dong easily crushed his opponent, the other match between Lin Hong and Lin Xia ended in a draw because both of them were at the seventh level of Body Tempering and their combat prowess was comparable.

Just when Lincoln was thinking about how these three people should compete in the finals, Lin Xia was the first to shout: "I don't think I can beat cousin Lin Dong, so I quit."

After finishing speaking, Lin Xia walked off the competition stage quite gracefully, ignoring the countless inquiring glances from the field.

"Oh, my daughter..."

Lincoln smiled silently and bitterly, but this arrangement was quite simple, and he immediately announced: "The finals will proceed, Lin Hong versus Lin Dong!"

Following Lincoln's order, the two contestants quickly boarded the same fighting platform.

"Hey, my cousin Lin Hong, I've made a lot of progress after not seeing you for a few months."

Lin Dong stood with his arms crossed. Although he was praising Lin Hong, anyone could hear the ridicule in his tone.

"Hmph, Lin Dong, don't be proud, don't think that you are the only one who is at the seventh level of Body Tempering. I also successfully entered the seventh level of Body Tempering a month ago. Besides, I have been practicing martial arts longer than you, so I don't believe that I can't beat you. ”

"Last time I was just careless and was attacked by you. This time I will definitely defeat you cleanly and make you convinced of your defeat."

Lin Hong's chest straightened out, and a faint sheen quickly appeared on the surface of his body, which was the fluctuation of Yuanli.

The seventh level of body tempering!

"Seventh level of body tempering, so powerful, so powerful."

Lin Dong put down his arms and clapped weakly a few times.

"Hehe, Lin Dong, believe it or not, after I defeat you, I will propose marriage to grandpa on the spot and ask grandpa to betroth Qingtan to me."

Faced with Lin Dong's ridicule, Lin Hong didn't take it seriously. Instead, he showed a fiery gaze in a certain direction of the seats below, which was where Qingtan was.

"Lin Hong, you are looking for death."

The smile on Lin Dong's face quietly faded, and a trace of murderous aura quietly spread on the competition platform.

"Haha, get angry with embarrassment, get angry, and moan. I just like to see the way you want to kill me but can't."

Lin Hong immediately showed a smile as if he had succeeded in his conspiracy, and suddenly rushed out. With a horizontal movement of his palm, he brought an extremely powerful wind seal towards Lin Dong's face.

"Idiot, you really pissed me off. Also, that's not how you used the second-grade martial arts Bahuang Palm. You really used it in a mess."

Lin Dong's expression remained unchanged, he flipped his palms and used the same palm technique very quickly, but there was a combination of hardness and softness in the palm wind, but the state was higher than the Eight Desolate Palms used by Lin Hong. How much to pay.

"boom!"

Lin Hong only felt pain in his wrist. The offensive attack he was proud of had been quickly removed and it was not over yet!

"Pah, pah, pah..."

Lin Dong suddenly twirled his wrist, and a series of unusually crisp slaps on the clothes kept resounding, constantly bombarding Lin Hong's chest, one, two, three...

A total of nine crisp sounds, like a tidal wave of attacks, instantly stunned Lin Hong. No, it was not nine sounds. In a place where it was difficult for others to observe, the bones and muscles inside Lin Dong's body cooperated perfectly and quickly fired the tenth sound. .

"boom!"

It was this extremely concealed tenth sound that shook the pale-faced Lin Hong off the competition platform, and he lay on the ground as limp as mud.

"The first level of the Qimen Seal..."

Lin, who was furious in his heart, had already formed a strange seal on his hand.

Yes, this is the third-level martial arts Qimen Seal. The Lin family only has the cultivation method of the incomplete Qimen Seal, which is the first level of the Qimen Seal. The complete Qimen Seal should have four levels.

Since the Qimen Seal only has the first level, its power can only be ranked at the bottom among third-grade martial arts. Very few people in the Lin family can practice it, which is completely useless.

After Lin Dong entered the Earth Element Realm, he took the initiative to learn this incomplete third-level martial arts from his father Lin Xiao, and used the ancestral stone to successfully repair the subsequent third-level martial arts.

The first level of Qimen Seal is a third-level low-level martial arts, the second level is a top-notch third-level martial arts, the third level is a fourth-level martial arts, but the fourth level is completely comparable to a fifth-level martial arts.

This martial art requires the use of certain seals to activate the vitality in the body. When the vitality and seals are combined, extremely powerful power can be unleashed.

You must know that the highest-level martial arts in the Lin family is only the Pure Yuan Zhi, a fourth-level intermediate martial arts. The head of the family, Lin Zhentian, keeps it like a treasure. Non-core members of the family are not allowed to practice it.

Of course, Lin Dong had also secretly learned this Pure Yuan Finger from Lin Xiao.

"Humph, I'll let you go this time."

Seeing Lin Hong fall from the competition platform, Lin Dong, who had vented a lot of anger in his heart, immediately dispersed the seal in his hand. Otherwise, a third-grade martial arts Qimen Seal would definitely make Lin Hong unable to get out of bed for a month.

"Look, nine rings, a full nine ring of Tongbei Fist."

"Yes, I didn't expect Lin Dong to be able to perfect the first-level martial arts back fist at such a young age. How old is he? He is indeed an extraordinary talent."

"Tsk, tsk, Lin Dong's future is immeasurable. Lin Xiao has really raised a good son."

An expert will know if there is one as soon as he takes action.

When Lin Tong's hand made nine extremely crisp "Pap-Pap-Pap" sounds, it immediately attracted the admiration of all the Lin clan members in the stands.