In Liu Longlin's plan, the reason why he let Lin Luo go through so many hardships and join the Douwu Pavilion was that he had to think about his granddaughter. He also had to consider what the person his granddaughter liked was. As an elder, this was a natural thing to do.
These two old men were really disrespectful to the old man, and they discussed the dirty things from that time in public, which made Lin Luo, who was a junior, really unable to listen. Can't these two old men say those things behind people? Look at what they are saying
Lin Luo quickly walked away from this place of trouble. He didn't want to burn his body in a while. God knows whether these two old men will fight again as they said. For Lin Luo, the most important thing now is to prepare for the next battle.
Not only to enter the Douwu Pavilion, but also to live up to Liu Ruyun's new ideas. When it comes to the issue of love, Lin Luo is also very conflicted now. He doesn't know how he feels about Lin Xin, but he clearly feels how Liu Ruyun treats him.
The sky gradually became darker, and it seemed that there would be a heavy rain in a while. Lin Luo quickly walked on the streets where people were coming and going. Everyone was walking in such a hurry, as if it was also indicating the arrival of a storm after a moment.
The strange celestial phenomena also made Lin Luo feel that he was about to enter the Douwu Pavilion, which seemed to be full of uncertainty. The mysterious power of Lin Luo's body has gradually become controllable. Under such conditions, Lin Luo can exert most of the power of that mysterious power.
Lin Luo also knew some of the experts in Tianyun City. He knew very well what level he was now, so he was not worried that he would meet a master who could not solve it. Even if he was a master, he was not a vegetarian.
This is Lin Luo's current mood. He must enter the Douwu Pavilion and use any means to achieve his goal. This is Lin Luo's current mood. He must abandon all the indecisiveness in the past. At this time, as long as he has determined a goal, he must work hard to achieve it, rather than hesitating and timid like in the past.
Those who accomplish great things are not careful. Lin Luo is very clear about the qualities he lacks before. This time, Lin Luo doesn’t want to regret it anymore. Liu Ruyun’s feelings for him and Liu Longlin’s expectations for him are deeply pressed on him. Lin Luo has no reason to retreat, isn’t it just winning ninety games in a row?
Lin Luo clenched his fists secretly, and he believed that he could do it. Lin Luo gradually threw away the mixed thoughts in his mind. Xiaopang jumped up and down in his arms, as if he was a little hungry.
Lin Luo looked at the martial beast that would never grow up with a funny smile. He chuckled in a low voice, "I really can't do anything to you. How long has it been since I was hungry again. OK, let's go back immediately."
Seeing Xiaopang's appearance, Lin Luo quickly accelerated his pace again. He returned to the inn, asked for food from the waiter, and then sat in the lobby.
"Hey" Xiaopang closed her eyes, her small crystal-clear nose wrinkled twice, and suddenly opened her small eyes. She suddenly saw the eyes of the suckling pig that was the size of her head. She couldn't help but turn over and fall into Lin Luo's hands. Lin Luo was eating the suckling pig legs, and Xiaopang hung it pitifully on the pig's trotter, and almost brought Xiaopang into her mouth.
"Damn" Lin Luo was shocked and threw Xiaopang out suddenly. "Spang" the cute and cute Xiaopang hit the window, "Zi Liu," sliding down along the edge of the bed, looking at Lin Luo innocently with gem-like crystal eyes.
"Okay, OK, eat quickly." Lin Luo glared.
"Hehe" So, each person and one beast began to grab three burning suckling pigs on the table, but how could Lin Luo grab the fat man than Lin Luo?
Lin Luo had no choice but to look at the little fat man who was sniffing proudly, then sat cross-legged on the edge of the bed and began to practice, striving to break through to level six in the shortest time.
In the early morning, when the first ray of sunshine shone on the earth, Lin Luo had already walked into Tianwu Hall, and He Jiao came over early, Lin Luo walked over with a smile, and a thought flashed through his mind: "I want not to have three battles a day, but ten games a day."
"He Jiao" Lin Luo walked to the painted black counter and smiled.
"Hmm?" He Jiao, who was wrapped in a light red dress and had two braids on her shoulders, suddenly raised her head. When she saw that it was Lin Luo, she immediately smiled and said sweetly: "I haven't seen you for several days."
"Are there many seventh-level martial artists who come to Douwu Pavilion to choose their opponents?" Lin Luo looked at He Jiao, who looked very heroic in front of him.
"Seventh-level martial artist?" He Jiao blinked her eyes and said, "In this period of martial artists, most of the martial artists come to the Douwu Pavilion to fight the ring are from seventh to ninth-level martial artists."
"About the count, there will be at least twenty or thirty matches of the seventh-level martial artists in a day."
"If I challenge the seventh-level martial artist, will I be rejected?" Lin Luo is very concerned about this issue. After all, ordinary seventh-level martial artists can easily win against the fifth-level martial artists. When monks come to the fighting pavilion to accept the battle, they are asking for a good opponent to break through the current realm. Perhaps Lin Luo is a small fifth-level martial artist, and others really don't like it.
"Hehe." He Jiao's eyes narrowed like crescent moons, "How could she refuse?"
"You said, if someone gives you diamonds without asking for anything, don't you?" He Jiao continued, "Only fools will refuse the challenge of low-level martial artists. They can not only get a winning streak, but also earn seventy diamonds for nothing."
"You're not going to deliver food?" He Jiao stared at Lin Luo, then seemed to think of something, rolled her eyes and said, "I forgot that you can even kill Li Ming."
"Then arrange a game for me soon, it's best to start a fight right away." Lin Luo was excited, tightened his fists and a "slap" sound.
He Jiao's work efficiency is very high, and of course she cannot do without the magical picture stone. Soon, Lin Luo, who had paid the diamond service fee, was taken to the room under the number ring to rest.
In the room, Lin Luo sat cross-legged on the stone ball, and the air around him trembled faintly. Lin Luo, who had closed his eyes, jumped up and said with a smile, "Haha. This is a cycle of fifteen martial souls, and finally got a tacit understanding." The last time Lin Luo broke through the fifth-level martial artist in Dugu Tian, the scene was chaotic at that time, which led to Lin Luo not having time to consolidate. In the past two days, Lin Luo did not dare to relax at all. He derived his spirituality and condensed his martial power, and finally completed it together.
"Huh?" Lin Luo looked inside the Dantian. Forty-five martial souls formed five small cycles, and the five small cycles formed a big cycle. There was actually a trace of mystery in it, but Lin Luo could not understand it at all. It seemed... because of this mystery, the spirituality derived from the martial arts was a little higher than the level.
"This is a good thing." Lin Luo smiled, his muscles tensed instantly, and his strength was almost twice as strong as before.
"I'm ready to go on stage." A cold voice came from the room.
"Crack" opened the room, and Lin Luo walked onto the ring. On the ring, there was already a young man standing, wearing a painted black hunter robe, with rolled leather boots under his feet stained with black blood, and his three-inch short hair looked very refined. He was holding a three-fork in his hand, and under the illumination stone of the huge hall, scarlet colors were emitted.
"The rules of the competition: one side falls into the ring or loses combat effectiveness, the other side wins"
"Can you two understand this rule?" The cold old man in black robe stood quietly in the center of the ring.
Both of them looked at each other and nodded. "Wow," the young man waved his seven-foot-long trident in his hand and suddenly, a strong wind blew violently. Lin Luo's eyebrows tightened, allowing the black tight warrior robe to be blown to the sound of the sound of the young man on his body. At the same time, he glanced at the opposite person and made a judgment in his heart: "He seems to be more powerful than Li Ming."
"Since I can kill Li Ming when I am a fourth-level martial artist, I believe this game will be very easy. If you challenge one after another, it will be impossible to completely manage the Dragon Scale within ten days."
Did you kill Li Ming?" The young man in a black hunter robe saw Lin Luo nodding and said, "Tell me, Li Ming can't stand one move under my command."
"Huh?" Lin Luo raised his eyebrows. Is Han Fei talking big or really having that strength?
"Om" Wu Chen's sword body shook, Lin Luo raised his right hand, Wu Chen's light opened the way, his left leg and heel grabbed the ground, his waist and hips suddenly sank, and his whole person suddenly ejected out, his speed was comparable to that of the king in the forest.
"Okay" Thousands of viewers in the audience exclaimed. Lin Luo defeated Li Ming, a seventh-level martial artist, with a fourth-level martial artist, which increased a lot of popularity. Many people also spent money to watch Lin Luo's battle.
Before Lin Luo came on stage, he also paid attention to the number of plates. There were two names written on the large turntable, Lin Luosheng and Han Feisheng. Obviously, most people are still optimistic about Han Fei, the seventh-level martial artist.
"Good come" Han Fei's right hand was covered with a black halo. The sharp force of the trident gathered but did not disperse, and stabbed Wuchen's light back and forth. When Wuchen's light broke, Han Fei looked soaring and rushed towards Lin Luo, and the trident pierced Lin Luo's heart.
"I guess he has used the martial soul inheritance." Lin Luo could see clearly. When the martial artist used the martial soul inheritance, he usually recited silently in his heart, so how could the opponent know his trump card?
The "flaw" is clearly exposed in Han Fei's belly, and I'm afraid that even the third and fourth-level martial artists can find it.
"Did he do it on purpose? Or did he look down on me?" Lin Luo was shocked. Before he could think, he grabbed the ground with his feet, rotated his back, and used the power of rotation to exert force on his waist. Everyone saw Lin Luo pause, and he flashed his whole body, flexibly circled to the gap under Han Fei's abdomen, and waved his sword at the same time.
"Zhong" Wuchen passed by, and a large piece of blood was thrown into the center of the field. Han Fei was in pain and moved his body to the edge of the left ring. There was a smile on the corner of his mouth and he whispered: "It's really amazing."
"Strange" Lin Luo felt that this battle might not be easy, so Han Fei was obviously intentionally injured. What was he planning?
No matter so many, Lin Luo caught up, and Han Fei exposed the gap between the ribs, which made Lin Luo catch it. This time Lin Luo hesitated, and the flaws exposed by Han Fei were like traps, but Lin Luo had to get into it.
"Ah" Han Fei's blood was thrown between his ribs, and he smiled and left again. At this time, the courage displayed by Han Fei was definitely not something that a master of Qi Qi could do. At this time, he was more like a martial saint who had been through many battles. The temperament on his body made him look invincible.
"Damn" "What is Han Fei doing?" Lin Luo frowned and pondered Han Fei's step by step in action, and could not guess Han Fei's thoughts at all.
"Hmph, if you want to lose, don't pull me to lose money."
"Come on, kill him hard and let this scum leave." The audience in the audience went crazy. The situation Han Fei showed was obviously trying to lose, but Han Fei looked like he was sure to win. In more than a dozen breaths, Han Fei exposed five flaws in succession, causing Wu Chen to cut several wounds out of his left arm, right rib, abdomen, right leg and even lower back to his back, and blood was sprinkled in five directions of the ring.
"Not good" Lin Luo's heart beat violently, the blood temperature gradually decreased, and the hair on his back exploded even more
"Oh, it's too late." Han Fei, who was on the edge of the ring, looked at Lin Luo in the middle of the field and shouted in his heart:
"The inheritance of martial soul - Dragon's Wings" and then Han Fei roared loudly: "The flying dragon is in the sky - come out"
"Pa" Han Fei's blood sprinkled on the ring suddenly scattered and solidified, and finally connected together to form a huge formation. The terrifying aura leaked from it. The black stream of light soared into the sky. Everyone in the audience held their breath and their eyes were wide open.
"Ah——" Accompanied by the shocking roar, Lin Luo suddenly stretched out a huge black arm with a foot of ten meters long. The arm was covered with a black halo like Han Fei's body. Lin Luo looked carefully and could even find the blood-colored patterns flowing in the black halo.
"Woooo," a shrill voice spread throughout the hall of the Emperor's font. Behind the black giant arm, half of the hideous head emerged from the giant arm. It was shaped like a cow's head, even if it was only half exposed, it was as large as Lin Luo's entire forehead. A long horn carved with ancient patterns on the back of the forehead was like a shocking giant blade, with a sharp breath even surpassing the Wuchen sword's edge.
The scene suddenly became noisy. Han Fei, who was still at a disadvantage just now, immediately had the capital to compete with Lin Luo. Lin Luo didn't think of killing him. After all, he had to deal with many such life-and-death struggles in the future. If he could leave a point of strength, he would leave a point more.
But he never expected that Han Fei was so indomitable that he not only destroyed Lin Luo's body, but also used such a sinister martial soul. At this moment, Lin Luo was truly angry, and it was unbearable. Lin Luo held his breath in his heart, and he wanted to vent it hard.
Lin Luo originally wanted to let Han Fei go, but he didn't want to let Han Fei be so ungrateful. Since the martial soul has been summoned, the two of them are going to fight to the death, and both of them have no way out.
Everyone was still surprised by the martial soul summoned by Han Fei just now.