The Douwu Pavilion is such a sacred place in the mind of the Douzhe. If you want to enter such a place, there will be many difficulties. Lin Luo cannot and cannot. It is here, so he easily gave up the honor he has been pursuing. So he naturally insisted on it.
The words Lin Xin's inspiration for him were still in front of him, as if yesterday. The gentle woman could even say such decisive words for her own future. This was something Lin Luo could never imagine. The woman, who had traveled through the Wujian area with him and came back safely, was the bonds between the two of them.
Of course, Lin Luo would cherish such a relationship very much. But in reality, there are too many things that he cannot control, such as this time. The way he entered the Douwu Pavilion was different from what he had expected at the beginning.
He Jiao told Lin Luo that as long as you win 100 consecutive games, you will get a priority place to enter the Douwu Pavilion. What she said was right, but she did not tell Lin Luo what she would later. That is, after getting this place, there will be many special tests in the end.
He Yin is here to test Lin Luo. "Shadowless Legs!" With a command, all the new recruits in the eleven groups, including He Yin, used martial arts to rush to the camp of the 19th Class. The other party wanted to solve Lin Luo's side with a thunderous force at this moment.
"Hmph, you just come to fight in a group?" Luo Ming glared at the eleven groups of people who were coming in a fierce manner, and couldn't help but be happy, and laughed: "My Luo Ming's favorite is fighting in a group! Brother Lin Luo, let's see who has dealt with the most little sluts, how about it?"
"I don't have that interest." Lin Luo looked at He Yin who was rushing towards him helplessly.
"I know, you were voluntarily beaten. The eleventh group was really arrogant." Luo Ming smiled, then pulled Wang Linming's combat machine and rushed into the eleventh group of recruits.
"Boy, you knelt down today!" The one who made He Yin the most unhappy was Lin Luo. Lin Luo was the culprit for the beginning of his humiliation, and he also made up his mind to destroy Lin Luo at this moment.
"Just the reckless man of the beast spirit warrior." He Yin glanced at Lin Luo disdainfully, and at the same time controlled the true qi mist with both hands and pressed towards Lin Luo's location.
"Beast Spirit-type Warrior?" Lin Luo frowned slightly, and guessed that he used 180,000 kilograms of powerful force to smash Pegasus Ling Peak and was mistaken for the beast spirit-type warrior. "Okay, it's better that you always think that I am a beast spirit-type warrior. (Free download of full text e-book) It's much easier for Long Chong to succeed." Boom, rumbling. The sudden loud noise made Lin Luo stand unsteadily.
"What's going on?" Lin Luo saw Wang Linming's body soaring to about four meters, standing among the eleventh group of recruits like a giant in the sky.
"Commitment is started." Luo Ming sat on Wang Linming's shoulder and looked down at the eleven groups of people who flashed with panic. A four-meter-high giant stood in the crowd, and a handsome young man sat upright on the giant's shoulders.
"Giant?" "Isn't it just a big fool, afraid of a bird egg." After the shock at the beginning, the eleven groups of people calmed down. Since you are big and have a wide attack range, you can just keep a distance from you and use martial arts to beat you up. Thinking of this, the eleven groups of weapons were all scattered and surrounded Wang Linming from all directions.
"It's just scary." He Yin laughed disdainfully, and then quickly jumped towards Lin Luo. Lin Luo didn't think so. Wang Lin Ming's huge power had long known that he could beat Zhang Wu down without using the martial soul inheritance. Now that the martial soul inheritance is blessed, his body size will grow larger at the same time, then... his strength will definitely double.
"Hmph, now at this moment, you dare to look around!" He Yin was angry when he saw Lin Luo not even looked at him, and sneered in his heart: "Since you are distracted, you can't blame anyone if you beat him to death!"
"Meteor Fist!" He Yin punched him. After being tempered by the purple dragon's true energy, it can be said that He Yin's fists were several times stronger than steel. And this punch was also fierce. Taking advantage of Lin Luo's time to look at Wang Linming, he specifically picked out the dead corner of Lin Luo's eyes and tried to kill Lin Luo with one punch.
However, why didn't Lin Luo notice it? Long Chong had already been scattered by Lin Luo on the stone slabs attached to the boundless field, and He Yin identified Lin Luo as a beast-spirited warrior, and was not prepared at all. Moreover, these dragon Chongs were Lin Luo's "eyes". It can be said that He Yin's every move was under Lin Luo's control.
"This punch is probably the peak of the earth-level martial arts." Lin Luo muttered to himself. The fog of true qi merged into the air, and the air was pushed by the fist wind to form a true qi flow, giving people a heavy feeling. It seemed that it was not wind, but flowing sand. The momentum that radiated out was more like a pine needle, hitting Lin Luo's face like a raindrop.
"It's too late!"
Seeing Lin Luo feel his fist wind suddenly turn, He Yin immediately flashed a hint of mockery in his eyes, mocking Lin Luo for being arrogant. He still has time to distract himself from watching other melees.
"It's cruel enough!" Lin Luo chuckled. He Yin's punching position was indeed very sinister. He specifically found a blind spot to attack. Even if he realized it, it was too late. When his fist was about to hit three inches below his chest, even if he wanted to hide, he could move his body away at most and not be seriously injured. However, he would still lose his combat power and let the mermaid meat instantly.
"Fortunately, I was prepared for it." Lin Luo's defense was naturally 'Long Chong'. He Yin was determined to deal with Lin Luo, a 'beast spirit' martial artist, so he naturally could not defend against Lin Luo's superpowers. Being hit was inevitable. However, Lin Luo was a little funny about He Yin's attack method. From He Yin's movements and conversations, it is not difficult to see that he is biased against the beast spirit warrior. However, the attack method formed by his combination of superpowers and body is almost the same as the fighting method of the beast spirit warrior.
"End the battle quickly and see the strength of Wang Linming and others." Lin Luo did not use the boundless hell, and his strength was only around the fourth-level martial artist, while He Yin had the combat power close to the fifth-level martial artist. However, from the beginning, he had been caught in Lin Luo's way, and losing was inevitable.
"Very good, Long Chong has entered He Yin's body." Lin Luo instantly guided the green force that condensed Long Chong to surge from the acupoint below He Yin's foot to his wrist, which was where he blessed the purple dragon's true energy. "He Yin is the best, and he did not notice such obvious abnormal movements in his body."
He Yin was not careless, but he didn't think about the direction of his superpowers at all. He just wanted to deal with Lin Luo as soon as possible and then complete the order issued by He Yin. In a blink of an eye, He Yin's extremely heavy fist was about to hit Lin Luo's between the ribs.
"Explosion, Dragon Crush!" Lin Luo shouted in his heart, but his expression did not change at all. Lin Luo was no longer the self who entered the Guards. Either he had knocked down his opponent with a thunderous force, or You Dou found his opponent's weakness and gave a fatal blow. Now Lin Luo would not give He Yin a chance to turn over. Since he had the opportunity to knock down He Yin without using all his strength, Lin Luo would not be so stupid that he exposed his full strength.
"Crazy." When people are closest to success, they often have cups. For example, He Yin is about to destroy Lin Luo, but his wrist suddenly hurts.
"What's going on? Can't my body carry the true energy of the purple dragon?" He Yin frowned and his body stopped. At this time, he felt that there seemed to be a few more flying bones on his wrist, squeezing into the muscles. Muscles that were originally far beyond the density of steel were squeezed apart by green particles like wolf teeth. The pain simply penetrated into the heart, and then it was directly transmitted to the central nervous system.
"Ah!" He Yin howled, and his pale face suddenly turned into a pig's liver color, and he roared in his heart: "My grass, why am I so unlucky? Who the hell attacks me! I found out that I had to kill him." Until this time, he didn't realize that it was Lin Luo's move. If you want to blame, you can only blame Lin Luo for covering it up too well.
"The 300,000 kilograms of powerful force should be able to cripple him." Lin Luo saw He Yin's extremely unwilling expression in front of him at a glance. He knew that Long Chong had worked and did not waste time. His waist, abdomen, arms and muscles were tensed at the same time, and his right fist flew out like a shell!
"Ah!" He Yin exclaimed, and suddenly became shocked when he looked at the fist that was constantly magnifying in his eyes. He knew how heavy Lin Luo's fist was, and secretly scolded Lin Luo for taking advantage of others' danger. He had long forgotten the attack on Lin Luo. He barely moved all his martial power, and the orthodox martial artist-level spirituality was attached to his chest. Although He Yin had the combat power of a fifth-level martial artist, he was actually a third-level martial artist, and his spiritual power was extremely abundant.
The heavy impact sounded, followed by a sternum break.
"Huh?" Lin Luo frowned, recalling the moment when he punched He Yin's chest, feeling as if he hit the cotton, he thought, "Wu Lin is the spirituality that only martial artists have? It seems to be one level higher than the spirituality in my body."
"Fortunately, I used the Spear of Destiny to break most of my spiritual defenses at the right time, otherwise I wouldn't be able to hurt He Yin." Lin Luo glanced at He Yin who had fainted, then directly leaped and flew to Wang Linming's direction. All the dangers began to truly pass. At this moment, countless black air flows gathered into a black barrier in a blink of an eye to wrap Wang Linming's four-meter-high body. Wang Linming's originally golden skin was dyed black in an instant, and some spike-like scales appeared on his limbs.
"Is this the secret of his martial soul?" Lin Luo stood not far away from Wang Linming. "Wang Linming's transformation into a four-meter tall man was not caused by the inheritance of the martial soul, but now it is his martial soul inheritance?"
"Crack." As if the long sword was broken, Wang Linming's broad and forward protruding forehead suddenly had two long horns like blood-red sickle swords. The terrifying aura of destruction was revealed from it. Lin Luo only looked at it and felt palpitations!
After Lin Luo saw such an incredible thing, his mind was inevitably a little shocked, because this martial soul cannot be obtained casually and simply, it is a condensed martial soul!
How difficult is it to get such a martial soul? Lin Luo exuded a burst of envy from his heart, and he also hoped to get this martial soul. But he did not have such good luck.