Xiao Zhengfeng, a martial arts arena.
The disciple of Wanyao Sect guards the entrance to the martial arts arena. He carefully checks the identity and collects the admission spirit stones before letting the monks in.
Because of the fierce competition in Xiaozhengfeng, the business of the martial arts arena here is booming throughout the year.
A monk came to the doorman with a smile on his face and asked if the Tianzihao martial arts arena was still available.
The disciple glanced at him indifferently: "Why is it you again? Last time, I told you clearly that the Tianzihao martial arts arena has been scheduled until the end of next month."
The monk nodded and lowered his voice: "I know, but I also heard that you can jump in line. As long as..."
"Don't!" The disciple immediately interrupted him, "The situation you mentioned does exist. But it was a matter of the previous one. I took over this place, and there has never been a situation where a latecomer takes over."
"You want to bribe me?"
The disciple shook his head and said firmly: "This method will not work!"
"Huh?"
Just as he was talking, the disciple's expression suddenly changed.
He trotted up and bowed deeply: "Sister Lin, what kind of wind brings you here?"
The disciples had some doubts in their hearts.
You must know that people like Lin Shanshan, even if they use the martial arts arena, they will only be on the original mountain.
There is Wanyaomen's base camp, martial arts arena and other facilities, which are much more advanced than here. Important figures like Lin Shanshan rarely come here.
Lin Shanshan panicked for a moment, but instead of explaining, she forced herself to be calm and said: "Give me a martial arts arena, I want to use it. Is there any room left?"
"Of course!" The disciple immediately patted his chest, "It's a coincidence that you are here. The martial arts arena in Tianzihao happens to be empty."
Lin Shanshan nodded without doubting his presence.
"Who is this young man? He wants to perform martial arts with Senior Sister Lin?" The disciple glanced at Ning Zhuo and was unsure of the latter's approach.
Ning Zhuo noticed his gaze and nodded slightly to him. The disciple immediately responded with a smile.
"Senior Sister Lin, please come this way." The disciple led the way.
When passing the previous monk, the monk immediately took a step back, got out of the way, and cast an envious look, watching Ning Zhuo and the other three enter the martial arts arena.
"After this incident, the news about my connection with Lin Shanshan will definitely spread."
Ning Zhuo was happy to see this come to fruition.
In fact, he asked Lin Shanshan for help and came to the martial arts arena for this purpose.
After all, he had just arrived and was unfamiliar with the place, so he naturally had to find a dock to rest on. There was no doubt that Lin Shanshan was a good option.
Things developed just as Ning Zhuo expected.
Wherever the three of them went, the disciples along the way would salute Lin Shanshan and cast curious glances at Ning Zhuo.
There were many foreign monks who also saw this scene.
"This is the first time I've seen Lin Shanshan lead others to use the martial arts arena here."
"Who is the young monk with her? How come I haven't seen him before?"
"Looking at his demeanor, it's not simple. He should be a high-level disciple of a large sect, with a status similar to Senior Sister Lin, right?"
These comments floated to Lin Shanshan's ears, making her ears feel hot.
Therefore, when they entered the Tianzihao martial arts arena, Lin Shanshan said to the doorman: "Okay, you can go down, I will control here."
The disciple was a little surprised again. Lin Shanshan urged him like this. It felt like she was chasing someone away, as if she couldn't wait to be alone with the young monk next to her.
The disciple was older than Lin Shanshan, and he had never seen Lin Shanshan entertain a strange male cultivator like this.
"Could it be that..." The disciple thought of a certain possibility and immediately shook his head subconsciously, throwing this terrible conjecture behind him.
Lin Shanshan is the apple of the eye of the master of Wanyao Sect, and has always been loved by the entire Wanyao Sect. There are many monks who secretly admire her. The disciples do not have such secret admiration, but rather like elders who are more optimistic about their younger descendants.
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Lin Shanshan opened the magic circle in the martial arts arena, instantly isolating the inside and outside.
She secretly exhaled and her tense mood gradually relaxed.
"It's strange. I often enter the martial arts arena with my senior brother to compete and compete. Why do I feel so nervous and even a little panicked this time?"
Ning Zhuo said nothing. He looked around the martial arts arena, leaving some time for Lin Shanshan to adjust her emotions.
Lin Shanshan tried to calm down and said to Ning Zhuo: "Master Ning Zhuo, what fighting methods do you have? You might as well practice them first so that I can understand your actual situation. It's like asking a doctor to see a doctor, so that you can prescribe the right medicine.
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Ning Zhuo nodded and immediately cast the Five Elements spell.
The most important part of his current combat strength is the machine creation.
The Buddhist Doctor Meng Yaoyin, the Serpent Scythe, the Heavy Blood Ape Dasheng, the Floating Ice White Jade Hand, the Weather Ball Ice Crystal Snow, etc., are all very excellent mechanical creations. They are so good that Ning Zhuo can fight against Jin Dan.
power.
Relying on these, Ning Zhuo's combat power greatly exceeded his foundation-building cultivation and reached the first level of Jindan.
But at this moment, of course he would not use the trap to tell Lin Shanshan the truth.
On the one hand, he was well aware of his own shortcomings, so he took this opportunity to train himself with the help of Xiao Zhengfeng. If he used the mechanism to crush a group of foundation-building monks, the effect on his own training would be minimal.
On the other hand, he also needs a reason to continue to get along with Lin Shanshan. Too much strength will arouse Lin Shanshan's attention and vigilance.
Ning Zhuo showed relative "weakness", which was more conducive to his entire plan.
Ning Zhuo took turns to cast many spells, basically all of the Five Elements type.
Lin Shanshan looked at it, her beautiful eyes shone, and she sincerely praised: "I didn't expect Mr. Ning Zhuo, you have such profound attainments in magic! This has already surpassed me. With your own strength, you can't fight Hanzhou."
A small win is possible.”
Ning Zhuo was very skilled in each of the Five Elements spells.
What surprised Lin Shanshan the most was that in Ning Zhuo's hands, the transformation of the five elements' mana was very natural and the connection was extremely smooth.
"Are you really only sixteen years old?" Lin Shanshan couldn't help but ask.
Ning Zhuo smiled slightly and answered in the affirmative.
Lin Shanshan sighed: "It's not that I don't believe you, it's actually that such magical attainments are extremely rare for a sixteen-year-old."
"At least there are only two or three that I've heard of."
"I didn't expect to see someone with my own eyes today!"
Ning Zhuo showed off his strength a little, which immediately made Lin Shanshan more curious about him.
Lin Shanshan asked: "Are you a war cultivator?"
"Growing up, apart from accumulating mana, how much time did you spend every day practicing these spells?"
Ning Zhuo thought carefully and said: "I don't put much energy into practicing these spells. Compared to these spells, I am more interested in mechanism skills."
"In addition to casting spells myself, I can also use machine guns to assist me in combat."
"Miss Lin, wait and see."
With that said, Ning Zhuo took out six machine arms from his storage belt.
These arms floated in mid-air, surrounding Ning Zhuo.
Ning Zhuo controlled these mechanical hands and made them perform various spells of metal, wood, water, fire, and earth.
For a time, the magic was powerful and the five colors competed for brilliance. The brilliance contained a fatal danger.
Lin Shanshan couldn't help but take a step back, secretly frightened by Ning Zhuo's violent offensive.
Ning Zhuo made a few moves, then stopped and put away these trap arms.
He took the initiative and said: "Miss Lin, I am better at using magic to attack from a distance. What I worry about most is being approached by Hanzhou. Once I fall into such a predicament, I will be too passive. The chances of losing are much greater than the chances of winning."
Lin Shanshan said: "Then let's join hands first."
Ning Zhuo and Lin Shanshan competed in close combat skills.
This time, he did not hide his clumsiness, but used all his strength to exert his martial arts. As a result, he was suppressed by Lin Shanshan throughout the whole process.
"Okay." Lin Shanshan took the initiative to take a step back and put some distance between herself and Ning Zhuo.
Ning Zhuo was panting and his face turned a little pale.
Lin Shanshan smiled: "Do you know how to use weapons?"
Ning Zhuo shook his head: "I know nothing."
Lin Shanshan nodded: "Compared to martial arts, Mr. Ning Zhuo, your martial arts skills in close combat are indeed a little inferior."
Ning Zhuo smiled bitterly: "Miss Lin is too polite. I know that I am seriously lacking in this aspect. If you criticize me more, I can make progress faster."
Lin Shanshan is five years older than Ning Zhuo. She has received the strictest training from Lin Bufan since she was a child. After all, the latter's only blood descendant is Lin Shanshan.
Lin Shanshan was fully trained by Lin Bufan. Although she was not as good as Ning Zhuo in spellcasting, she was still similar. In terms of martial arts and close combat, she surpassed Ning Zhuo by a huge margin.
Compared with her, Ning Zhuo mainly focused on self-study. Even in the school, he received popular education. Unlike Lin Shanshan, who was given extra attention, care and instruction by Yuanying level beings from birth.
Therefore, although many of Ning Zhuo's basic skills are solid, they are still average, especially compared to a proud figure in the sect like Lin Shanshan.
Of course, if Ning Zhuo released several major traps, even ten Lin Shanshan wouldn't be enough for him to defeat.
"Please also ask Miss Lin to teach me martial arts!" Ning Zhuo made the request directly without being polite at all.
He had long realized his own shortcomings in this area.
But there is no way. In the past sixteen years, he has not wasted his time, but has been practicing diligently every day. However, the field he has devoted himself to is mechanism skills, not close combat.
While fighting for the Lava Immortal Palace, Ning Zhuo was touched by the kung fu dolls and wanted to make up for his shortcomings in this area. But he never had time.
"This..." Lin Shanshan hesitated.
Although my Buddha Heart Demonic Seal continues to influence her, she also feels that this request is too presumptuous.
Men and women are not intimate with each other.
If you really want to teach martial arts to be effective, there are many moves that require hands-on or even body-to-body contact. Physical contact is unavoidable.
Therefore, after Lin Shanshan grew up, senior brother Linghujiu and sect leader Lin Bufan stopped teaching, and instead hired a female master to serve as Lin Shanshan's martial arts instructor.
Chapter completed!