Now only one victory is enough to complete a hundred games successfully. As long as you pass this test, you can enter the Douwu Pavilion. Lin Luo is very clear that he should settle his mind now, rather than confront Zhang He head-on. Although he is superior to Zhang He in terms of his own strength, he is not the one who is stronger than his opponent in the battle, so he will definitely be able to win.
Lin Luo knew this very well. At this moment, Zhang He clearly wanted to anger Lin Luo because Zhang He knew very well that Lin Luo could only be distracted after being insulted by him in public. This abacus was not bad, but Zhang He did not expect that although Lin Luo was not old, he had experienced a lot of things.
Lin Luo's mood was indeed fluctuating a lot just now, but not long after, Lin Luo had already adjusted. This kind of concentration is not something that a martial artist can have.
When Zhang He saw Lin Luo's expression gradually calmed down, a burst of anger surged in his heart. Why, this young guy can be favored by so many people? And he had been scattered in the arena, but he was forgotten by everyone in the blink of an eye.
What Zhang He thought was actually what Lin Luo was suspicious about just now. Lin Luo knew very clearly that his strengths for Zhang He lie in his own internal strength, and his grasp and proficiency of moves were far inferior to Zhang He. At this time, he wanted to base himself on Zhang He's pace of fast attack and fast attack.
Both of them are carefully analyzing their own strengths and weaknesses. This is no longer just a fighting battle, it has gradually evolved into an intellectual struggle. No one will easily withdraw first, either you die or I die. From the beginning, the two of them were destined to end like this.
Zhang He is the obstacle in front of Lin Luo. On the road to Lin Luo's Douwu Pavilion, with Zhang He like this, Lin Luo must have crossed over. This is also Lin Luo's spirit, and no one can let Lin Luo give up casually. Even if Zhang He is now going to summon his natal martial soul.
To be honest, Lin Luo was still a little scared of the powerful combat power of martial souls. After all, for him, Lin Luo’s martial soul cannot be used so easily. Because every time Lin Luo used it, Lin Luo risked huge dangers. Although Xiaopang can replenish the true energy lacking in his body at some point, it is not a long-term solution after all.
The mysterious power in Lin Luo's body was already very little left in the previous battles. Lin Luo knew that this time he could no longer rely solely on the powerful mysterious power. Relying solely on the power that does not belong to him is not Lin Luo's character. He hoped that he could grasp every attack.
Zhang He looked at Lin Luo's changing expression, not only anger emerged in his mind, but more than surprise at Lin Luo's current concentration. These are really not something that a young man can have.
"Have you ever heard of the martial soul - Wushuang Angry Slash?" Zhang He smiled and said, "There are countless dragon and martial beasts living in Wushuang Angry Slash. Each dragon and martial beast has extremely strong physical strength. The weapons are really redundant for me who possesses the bloodline of the dragon and martial beast."
"Have you ever heard of the martial soul - Wushuang Angry Slash?" Zhang He smiled and said, "There are countless dragon and martial beasts living in Wushuang Angry Slash. Each dragon and martial beast has extremely strong physical strength. The weapons are really redundant for me who possesses the bloodline of the dragon and martial beast."
"Huh" Zhang He said, and a violent wind suddenly burst out around his body. Even the audience who were too close to the ring could not open their eyes by the storm.
"The inheritance of martial soul - Dragon Teeth of Wind" Zhang He smiled and shouted softly.
"Hmm?" Lin Luo looked at Zhang He in confusion. Martial Arts warriors generally do not say their names when using the martial soul inheritance. After all, the name of the martial soul inheritance is directly linked to the martial soul inheritance ability. It is inevitable that the opponent will not discover the role of the martial soul inheritance and find the flaws. Then the martial soul inheritance will be considered useless.
"Ah" Zhang He was wrapped in a light blue whirlwind, and his hands were wide open at a speed visible to the naked eye, especially his two middle fingers, which stretched out four inches long. Unlike the light blue color shown by the other fingers, it was gold-blue.
Lin Luo looked at it intently and saw that deep in Zhang He's eyebrows, a large mark of his fingernails that looked like streaming light gradually became clear.
"Madman Lin Luo." Zhang He smiled, "Do you know, why I have a Thunderbolt?"
"Because my claws are comparable to the hands of the Thunder Hand, and countless martial beasts died in my hands, and all of them were torn apart by my claws." Zhang He looked cold. Indeed, beast spirit warriors are several times stronger than superpowered warriors and weapon spirit warriors. Just compared to their bodies, superpowered warriors are not much different from weapon spirit warriors. Ten superpowered warriors of the same level are not as good as one beast spirit warrior. If the martial soul inheritance of superpowered warriors is not strong enough, then in the hands of beast spirit warriors, they will only be abused.
"Bang" Zhang He rose up from the ground, and his short body was as fierce as a beast in the wilderness. Several gaps were faintly cracked on the ground he stepped on. You know, this was a ring quietly arranged by Douwu Pavilion, and Zhang He stepped out of the crack with one foot.
"What a powerful force." Tens of thousands of people in the audience were shocked.
"Looking at the trick" Zhang He rushed over, and his momentum shocked Lin Luo.
"His power is at least five times mine." Lin Luo saw cold sweat on his forehead, but his heart was very calm. He slashed several lights one after another, trying to block Zhang He's forward momentum.
"Bang" Zhang He not only has extremely strong physical strength, but also has improved his flexibility. He can easily avoid the light when he flashes. As for the last half-moon light, he even tore it into pieces by his claw.
"Ah" his claws rushing forward to tear the air one after another, making a sound like a galloping wild horse. In the blink of an eye, he caught up with Lin Luo who dodged, aimed at his heart, and drove straight in.
After gritting his teeth, Lin Luo also gathered a lot of force and spirituality to enter the Wuchen sword body during this period of time, and even used the method of extreme blasting. Although Lin Luo had not mastered the extreme blasting, he could barely use it. The light was hidden but not released, and the surging force continued to squeeze in the Wuchen sword body. The "buzzing" sound continued, and the air around the sword body began to twist.
At this time, the field was quiet. "It's finally time to fight." Tens of thousands of people looked at Lin Luo and the others intently, and they didn't dare to show off, for fear of affecting this critical moment.
"Bang bang bang" The powerful force of the two people collided repeatedly at the junction of Wuchen's sword front and Zhang He's claws. The uncontrollable recoil force directly acted on Lin Luo Niu's mouth through Wuchen. The bull's mouth suddenly cracked and blood gushed out.
Zhang He laughed, pinched Wuchen with his light blue claws, stretched and contracted his slender middle fingers. Lin Luo's left arm was immediately torn apart, and almost white bones could be seen.
"It's not over yet." Zhang He laughed, his left claw suddenly pressed against Wuchen's right claw, and his cold side face immediately turned bright red.
"All-level martial arts - Storm Puncture" The blue light on Zhang He's entire back exploded, blending into Zhang He's body like a sharp cone, and then directly passed through his arms to his claws. The two golden and blue middle fingers suddenly burst out with sharp golden and blue light.
"Huh?" Lin Luo's eyes suddenly widened through Wu Chen. Lin Luo sensed an invisible blue sword surging from Zhang He's body. Before the sword arrived, the aura of destruction had already been transmitted. The palm of the hand facing the blue sword was instantly numb and lost the feeling. If the sword condensed by force entered Lin Luo's body, it would definitely crush Lin Luo's whole body and become a useless person
"Don't worry, at most I will break your right arm tendon vein and will not take your life." Zhang He raised his mouth slightly, while the force surged and pushed the blue long sword in his body to strike Lin Luo's right arm tendon vein.
"Hmph" Lin Luo's face turned cold. Zhang He said this easily, just shattering the tendons and veins of the right arm. If Lin Luo is really an ordinary sixth-level martial artist, once the tendons and veins are broken, the entire right arm will be ruined.
Although the Life-Sustaining Pill can continue to connect broken limbs and play a certain role in adhesion of tendons and veins, it is also the disconnection of tendons and veins. Breaking tendons and veins are completely different concepts. It is like a pen, breaking two pieces, and it can be used when bonded together, and it turns into pieces. How to stick
"It's indeed a thunderbolt." Lin Luo looked bitter, then his eyes suddenly became firm, and he said in his heart: "Although the practice of heaven-level martial arts - extreme explosion is very complicated, I can only use the characteristics it has. But now I have to fight."
"Extreme Blasting Blasting Blasting"
"Buzz" Wu Chen trembled, as if something was about to break out of his body in the sword body, and the air on the ring was stirred with Wu Chen trembling. Lin Luo held Wu Chen's right hand and trembled. Wu Chen was like a tumbling dragon at this moment, which was difficult to control at all.
"Stay it for me." Lin Luo's face was ferocious, and his eyes were even more round and rumbling. When his arms were trembling to numb, a blue light became more and more intense on Wuchen's cone-shaped sword tip, and then it suddenly lit up violently.
All of them exploded at once. The force of ten units and one-fifth of Lin Luo's spiritual power exploded completely, and countless gale winds burst out through the extreme explosion of the heaven-level martial arts. It was like a sharp blade and cut on the ring. "Swish, swish, swish," the sound sounded, and thick smoke rose from the chaotic and dense cracks.
Zhang He's awakened dragon martial beast bloodline was immediately broken, his huge claws faded at a speed visible to the naked eye, and then returned to normal hands. The streaming mark deep in his eyebrows quietly faded away, and the higher level of spirituality that only martial artists possessed immediately protected their bodies, and were still knocked out dozens of meters away by the extremely explosive power, and rolled on the edge of the arena.
"Puff," After struggling a few times, Zhang He could no longer stand up, "Damn it"
The strange blood-colored light penetrated the edge of Zhang He's throat, only one inch away from him, and he could understand his life.
"You lost." Lin Luoheng jumped in front of him and looked down at him.
"Hmph" Zhang He finally closed his eyes. He lost his combat power and could only lie on the ring, and the guided person was sent out of the ring for recuperation.
"Serial number 10068, win" the old man in black robe quietly pronounced the verdict.
"I will win, I will win Lin Luo" countless shouts drown the entire hall, and the excitement echoed in the boiling crowd and did not disperse for a long time.
"I lost the use of extreme blasting." Lin Luo looked at the tens of thousands of crazy audiences in the audience, but his heart was uneasy. "The Spear of Destiny could not break the Storm of Zhang and the Storm Puncture..."
"It should be that my cultivation is too low, and my level of force cannot keep up..." Indeed, there is a level gap between forces at different realms. The Spear of Destiny evolved through the blue force in Lin Luo's body, and it was only the force possessed by the sixth-level martial artist, while Zhang He was a first-level martial artist.
"He Jiao, I won." Lin Luo walked to the dark counter.
"I knew it a long time ago." He Jiao pouted her mouth, spread her hands, revealing a blood-colored medal the size of a thumb in her hand, "Take it, you are now a yellow-level warrior."
"The winning prize in the future will be increased to one thousand diamonds. After reaching the level of a martial artist, you will go to the ring. The prize will be ten thousand diamonds." He Jiao said with a little envy, "You have already paid."
"Hehe" Lin Luo wiped his chin awkwardly, looked at the blood-colored medal carved with the word "man" in his hand, and then asked, "Will the title of Huang-level warrior disappear because of his improvement in cultivation?"
"No." He Jiao said repeatedly, "The title of Huang-level warrior is the honor of the Douwu Pavilion warrior and also a manifestation of his own potential, but..."
"After losing ten consecutive games, the medal will be confiscated and the title will be gone. I can only work hard from scratch." He Jiao smiled.
"Oh." Lin Luo nodded. If some yellow-level warriors with insufficient strength remained there, it would indeed affect the reputation of Douwu Pavilion.
"I'm free today." He Jiao smiled sly, rubbed her little hands and looked at Lin Luo.
"What's wrong with you when you are free?" Lin Luo looked at He Jiao with a smile, and she also found it interesting to tease her. The originally tense mood of fighting with Zhang He also disappeared with the conversation with He Jiao.
"Didn't you promise me that you would treat me to dinner whenever I have time?" He Jiao was so aggrieved that she almost burst into tears. "And, you became a yellow-level warrior today. Shouldn't you celebrate? There are also people who are so beautiful. You just have the heart to let them go alone? You are such a heartless person, you really don't know any interest at all. It's useless to think about you so much."
"I really can't do anything to you." Lin Luo's mouth twitched hard twice, and then said helplessly, "Okay, where do you want to eat?"
"Let's go to Langyuelou." He Jiao licked her mouth, but her eyes showed a light of expectation, and then shouted to the secret door on the right side of the counter: "Xiaoli, there is something delicious."
"Oh, what's wrong?" A beautiful woman ran over with a red face. When she saw Lin Luo, she immediately smiled and said, "Silly Oops"
"Silly?" Lin Luo stared at her.
"Aren't your surname Ben?" The girl Xiaoli blinked. The teasing intention in her eyes made her look even more cute. Lin Luo's heart suddenly felt a sudden twist. This little girl is really cute.