Chapter 410 My fate is up to me!

Lin Dongya is facing a force called Xuanyunlou.

The one who fought was a short, fat man who looked like a winter melon.

Although he doesn't have Lin Dongya's brilliance, he is extremely arrogant, and his eyes are full of discrimination against Lin Dongya.

"Guiyuan Sect? Where did this sect come from? Why have you never heard of it? These days, no matter what the cat or dog is, it can come up and fight."

Kong Jinjin was furious in the audience, "You...!" But before he could say anything, he was stopped by the elder.

"Don't panic, stay calm, this is just a way to provoke generals, I have to believe in you, Senior Brother Lin."

Kong Jinjin looked up, and sure enough, Lin Dongya's expression didn't change, he just looked at the short winter melon opposite him calmly.

Ai Donggua became even more furious when he saw Lin Dongya ignoring him.

"Country Village..."

Before he could curse, Lin Dongya's spiritual sword struck like lightning!

"You sneak attack!"

His spiritual sword is a dark golden straight sword. The thick blade and quiet patterns seem to illustrate the excellence of this sword.

With a bang, the short winter melon monk hurriedly picked up his spiritual sword to resist, but the sword was beyond his expectation.

"Qi Lian Dzogchen!?" Xiao Donggua was surprised. She didn't expect that this little-known young monk actually had Qi Lian Dzogchen.

He is just at the ninth level of Qi training!

And why is this guy’s sword so powerful!?

This sword made him feel as if he was facing the world.

All the shackles of the world seemed to be imposed on him, greed, corruption, fear, all negative factors were coming.

"This..."

With a plop, the short winter melon monk was instantly defeated by the sword and fell to the ground.

He looked at Lin Dongya blankly.

"Is this...the prototype of Sword Intention?" There are not many monks who have mastered Sword Intent in the Qi Refining Period, but there are too few in this world. Each of them seems to be the most outstanding one among the most outstanding ones.

The young man in front of me is a sword cultivator who has mastered the rudimentary form of sword intention.

If everything goes smoothly for him in the future and he does not fall midway, then his future will never be limited to the small Great Zhou Immortal Dynasty.

The scene before us also made more than a dozen sects, gangs and other forces at the scene look askance.

"Guiyuan Sect? Which sect is this and why has it never appeared before?"

"I vaguely remember that there is a Guiyuan Sword Sect in the Central Continent, but I don't know if it has the same origin as them."

"It is said that the Guiyuan Sect came to escape from the Sixteenth Prefecture of Yanyun."

"Anyway, this young man from Guiyuan Sect is indeed very strong. He has mastered the rudiments of sword intent at a young age."

Everyone was talking about it for a while, and the leader of Guiyuan Sect was laughing from ear to ear.

Lin Dongya, you really make the sect proud.

The competition did not stop because of Lin Dongya's prototype sword intention, because in addition to his prototype sword intention, there were many other young monks with considerable talents.

For example, a young monk is very good at using spiritual power. In his hands, a small spell can be as small as a pin drop, or a big one can be as big as a mountain!

There is also a monk who is said to have a special physique. The spiritual power he cultivates is so pure that any spell he casts is stronger than other ordinary monks.

The competition continued, and soon it was Mu Shiyao's turn. This girl, who was a little frightened, walked onto the ring tremblingly.

Opposite her was a tall and handsome young man whose weapon turned out to be a oscillating fan.

"Hello, girl, I am Sun Xianhe, a student of Qixing Academy. I am being polite here." This bookish atmosphere made many young female monks in the audience feel moved.

Sun Xianhe looked at Mu Shiyao confidently. He firmly believed that the other party would be impressed by his handsomeness, fall in love with him, be unable to attack him, and then win easily.

After all, he has deceived countless ignorant girls with this trick.

Moreover, the beauty of the female monk in front of me...

He looked at it secretly, greed flashing in his eyes.

"Junior sister, you are only at the eighth level of Qi training. Senior brother, I am already at the ninth level. If we fight, I will probably hurt you. With your pretty face, you really shouldn't have to withstand such a blow..."<

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He raised his head slightly and looked at Mu Shiyao affectionately with his eyes, like a passionate young master.

His mouth was slightly raised. This move has fascinated many girls. He didn't believe that the young girl in front of him could resist his charm!

It’s best to lie to these little girls who are not deeply involved in the world and only practice within the sect.

One of the foundation-building elders in charge of the referee seemed to be unable to bear the greasiness of this guy and urged him to start quickly.

"Junior sister, take action first... I can't bear it..." Before he could finish his words, a snow-white long sword struck him in the chest.

"Damn it!" Sun Xianhe almost failed to maintain his image as a handsome young man and said a curse word.

He didn't expect that this female monk was so ignorant that she wasted so much time.

How could Mu Shiyao understand what this guy was talking about? Her only worldly knowledge was learned from the book "Fights Break the Sphere" that Tian Xiaobao wrote for her.

In an instant, the swords and fans intersected, making a banging sound.

In the lightning room, as soon as Sun Xianhe's folding fan opened, the big characters written on the fan began to move.

Every stroke seemed to be a sharp blade, and they continued to attack Mu Shiyao with Sun Xianhe's swings.

Ding ding ding ding!!!

Mu Shiyao's spirit sword kept hitting these ink strokes, and she was able to handle them with ease at first, but as time went by, she began to feel overwhelmed.

The consumption of spiritual power and consciousness made her a little weak.

"Girl, the attack of my folding fan doesn't cost me much, but your counterattack consumes a lot of money. I don't think you can hold on for long, so you might as well give up."

Mu Shiyao suddenly raised her delicate face, with firm eyes, and spoke her first words after taking the stage.

"Give up, it's impossible! I shed my blood to gain steel bones, my fate is up to me!" [Note: from "Fights Break the Sphere"]

Sun Xianhe slowly raised a question mark.

Cyborg? Hot-blooded? Your fate is up to you?

Is this what you, a delicate girl, said?

However, no matter what Mu Shiyao shouts, her strength is at the eighth level of Qi training.

Although it caused him a lot of trouble, he was still no match for him.

Gradually, Mu Shiyao could no longer hold on to the attack of the folding fan's strokes, feeling that she was about to collapse at any moment.

"Heaven, Earth and Harmony!" Sun Xianhe shouted.

He decided to deal with this monk quickly, otherwise things would change later, and he could not continue like this.

A huge spiritual power came out of the folding fan. Sun Xianhe opened the folding fan, and four words were written on it: Heaven, Earth, and Humanity.

At this time, all the strokes on these four characters launched an attack at the same time!

Bang!
Chapter completed!