Xuanhuan: I Can Become Stronger By Playing Games

"No. 88 Lin Qing, fight against No. 4 Lin Feizhen! Let's start!"

After taking out the bamboo stick with the number written on it, the elder was expressionless, but gave Lin Qing a deep look. If he said in his heart that there was no shock, it would be a lie. At this moment, when he saw Lin Qing, he was full of shock and regret.

A boy who was born in a branch line and is at the second level of true essence, can come this far!

If he was born in the main vein and had the same resources as the main vein Tianjiao, maybe his strength today would not be worse than Lin Zhuoran and the others. Unfortunately, it is too late to say that now.

We can only wait for the end of the competition to obtain enough resources and seize the time to make up the gap.

The elder glanced at Lin Zhuoran and Lin Chuyang and shook his head.

In this competition, he could see that among the many Lin clan's children, almost no one can grab the edge of these two, regardless of the main branch or branch!

The strength of these two descendants has almost surpassed that of the same Tianjiao!

There is no doubt that the champion will be born from these two people. Now there are only four people left to compete. Lin Qing and Lin Feizhen have already been selected. After the Lin Qing competition is over, Lin Zhuoran and the others may be able to watch the competition. Who will be the winner of this year's championship?

"Is it Lin Zhuoran or Lin Chuyang?"

The elder shook his head, and at this moment, Lin Feizhen and Lin Qing had already jumped onto the battlefield.

"Lin Qing, the branch of Linfeng City, the second level of true essence!"

"Lin Feizhen, the seventh level of true essence!"

Lin Feizhen took off the family uniform, dressed in vigorous clothes, holding two short forks, and his eyes were bright.

He reported his name and cultivation base, and then looked at Lin Qing with a hint of emotion in his eyes.

"Being from a branch, you are really amazing to be able to come here. If it is possible, I really want you to advance. Go see how many moves you can hold in front of those two monsters."

Lin Fei really paused, the short fork in his hand twisted a fork flower, and his expression was a little regretful.

"It's just a pity, you can't be my opponent, let alone the opponent of those two evildoers, and I just want to stand in front of Lin Zhuoran and them and fight with them in a dignified manner, so you should step down!"

brush!

The broken fork in Lin Feizhen's hand suddenly waved.

The cultivation of the seventh level of true essence was almost brought into full play by him, with bursts of sharp energy like water waves, piercing the air, with tyrannical fluctuations of spiritual power, constantly slashing towards Lin Qing.

Lin Qing noticed that both sides were blades, double forks that could both block and attack unexpectedly, and his eyes were a little dignified.

This is a Qimen weapon, and its moves are strange and fierce. If you fight with the first Dantian, the pressure is not small!

However, this is exactly what Lin Qing needs!

"kill!"

hum!

The sword light was magnificent, and the sharp sword light turned into many small sword qi, wrapped around Lin Qing, and crashed towards Lin Feizhen.

Lin Feizhen raised one hand, and a short fork with a dark iron color blocked the sword energy, while the short fork on the other side, with spiritual power at the tip, stretched abruptly, almost reaching Lin Qing's lower abdomen.

For a time, everyone in the audience was shocked.

Lin Qing's face was slightly cold, and he drew his sword and attacked!

As a result, the figures of the two people on the field almost turned into phantoms, and the sound of the ding ding ding was continuous!

Some of those with low combat power, even looking at the battle platform, had difficulty finding out which one was the real deity. All they knew was that Lin Qing's complexion became paler and paler, and he was obviously unable to follow up, while Lin Feizhen was also breathing a little. The face is more and more incredible!

After a few rounds, Lin Qing slashed out with a sword, and the sword light several meters long forced Lin Feizhen to retreat. Then Lin Qing flew forward, and before he could react, Lin Feizhen, who had already stepped on the edge of the battle platform, kicked him. out.

In this battle, Lin Qing won with difficulty!

Among the branches, there was a burst of cheers.

Many of Lin Qing's followers were all smiles on their faces, whispering to each other and discussing with each other.

"The semi-finals! The semi-finals won! My branch has won the semi-finals this year!"

"Lin Qing also tried his best. Next, the two with the strongest main line will fight. It's a bit regrettable, but, alas."

After everyone sighed, they all looked at Lin Zhuoran and Lin Chuyang.

They all realized that once the battle between Lin Zhuoran and Lin Chuyang is over, whoever wins may be the ultimate champion!

Therefore, no matter the main vein or branch, everyone is nervous at this moment, with excitement in their eyes, staring at the two of them closely.

The elder symbolically removed the bamboo stick and reported the number.

"No. 1 Lin Zhuoran, against No. 2 Lin Chuyang, let's start."

At this moment, his voice with true essence resounded throughout the square.

Whether it is Tianjiao of the main branch or branch, or many elders, even the Lin Dannan, the sect master of the Lin clan, who has been sitting in the first place, opened his eyes and stared at the battle platform.

brush!

Lin Zhuoran raised a smile on the corner of his mouth and took the lead in flying onto the stage.

He was dressed in a dark blue robe, holding a long sword in his hand, with a tyrannical power around him, and a strong self-confidence condensed between his eyebrows.

This is the invincible self-confidence that has been cultivated with a hundred victories and no defeats!

The same is true for Lin Chuyang on the opposite side.

His eyebrows were raised, his expression overflowing, and he had an absolutely confident aura all over his body, standing on the battlefield and looking at Lin Zhuoran.

In the eyes of everyone, they are like two fiery and proud stars, opposing and colliding with each other!

The tyrannical aura emanated from the two of them, and the impact from each other almost caused a gust of wind in the battle stage!

"Lin Zhuoran, the eighth level of true essence!"

"Haha, Lin Chuyang, the eighth level of true essence!"

The two reported their names and cultivation bases to each other, and then stared at each other, with a strong fighting spirit rising from their bodies!

At this moment, they seem to have only each other in their eyes!

And the coercion of spiritual energy swept around, and even the intricate spiritual patterns in the entire battle platform that were inspired, continued to shine brightly.

The coercion and aura conveyed, even made some disciples with low cultivation base feel a little breathless.

"I have seen some powerhouses who have just entered the False God realm. Lin Zhuoran's momentum is almost no less than that of a False God!"

Someone let out an exclamation, and his eyes were full of shock.

Only at the eighth level of true essence, it is comparable to a false god, this is simply a monster!

You must know that the higher the realm, the higher the difficulty of leapfrogging. When you reach the realm of these two people, you can go to the double realm, which is also mixed with a large realm span, which is already a very perverted thing! *