On the stage, the long sword in Lin Feng's hand was cut in half by Zhao Shan's black sword.
"Lin Feng, you are not my opponent after all," Zhao Shan said ferociously.
"Admit defeat, you are just an ordinary cultivator. Being able to step into the threshold of cultivating immortals is already a blessing from God. Yet you actually want to challenge us, a family of cultivators like us."
Lin Feng threw away half of the sword in his hand and said to Zhao Shan calmly: "Is your background the background you are proud of?"
"In the final analysis, he is just a grandfather who has a deacon from the foreign sect's sword sect."
This sentence actually made Zhao Shan speechless. Indeed, his pride came from his grandfather.
The outer sect of Lingyuan Sect was originally just a path left by the sect for mortals to cultivate immortality, and the young masters and ladies from the aristocratic families directly entered the inner sect to practice.
"Asshole, it seems I can't do it without teaching you a lesson today." Zhao Shan roared angrily.
A strange black light appeared on Zhao Shan's black sword.
Zhao Shan jumped up and slashed at Lin Feng again.
"Go to hell!"
Zhao Chuan also saw this scene at this time, "Shan'er has used all his strength. No matter how talented Lin Feng is, he can't resist this sword."
He turned to look at Zhang Yisheng who was standing aside. At this time, Zhang Yisheng was just quietly watching the competition between the two people on the inner stage.
"What is Elder Zhang thinking? Doesn't he care about this guy named Lin Feng? Why hasn't he stopped him yet?"
"Does he still think Lin Feng will win?" Zhao Chuan was puzzled.
Zhao Shan, who was in the air, noticed that Lin Feng had no intention of avoiding the blow.
Does Lin Feng still think that he can take this all-out blow from him? Zhao Shan thought to himself.
Lin Feng's indifferent look made him hate him to the core, as if everything was certain to win.
Then just go to hell!
Then, Zhao Shan slashed at Lin Feng harder.
Just when the black sword was less than one meter away from Lin Feng, a purple flash suddenly appeared in the space bag tied around Lin Feng's waist and appeared in front of the two of them.
Lin Feng held Ziying and slashed directly at Zhao Shan.
At this time, Zhao Shan suddenly felt a terrifying force appear in front of him. The pressure brought by this force was far greater than that of his strengthened black sword.
And Zhao Shan also had fear in his mind.
A purple light appeared in front of everyone.
Zhao Shan's figure flew directly out of the ring, and only half of the black long sword in Zhao Shan's hand was left.
Everyone present was shocked, and then violent cheers broke out.
"Lin Feng, Lin Feng"
Most of the disciples present were ordinary mortals who had accidentally obtained the fate of being immortals. Usually people like Zhao Shan who had some background in cultivating immortals always looked down on ordinary cultivators like them.
But despite this, they had to admit that the disciples from these immortal cultivating families were much stronger than ordinary disciples like them.
But today, as an ordinary disciple, Lin Feng defeated a disciple from a family of immortal cultivators like Zhao Shan.
This is undoubtedly a breath of relief for ordinary disciples like them.
At this time, Zhao Chuan's face suddenly turned ugly.
Just now, he told Zhang Yisheng that Zhao Shan would definitely win this game.
But now, Lin Feng had completely defeated Zhao Shan, which was undoubtedly a slap in the face.
"I said, the outcome is still unknown." Zhang Yisheng smiled and said to Zhao Chuan beside him.
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"This Lin Feng is indeed very talented and a good prospect."
"Elder Zhang is really good at judging people." Other deacons said to Zhang Yisheng one after another.
And Zhao Chuan had no choice but to smile at Zhang Yisheng.
"I announce that in the first match between Lin Feng and Zhao Shan, Lin Feng won." Deacon, as the referee, announced happily.
"Lin Feng, Lin Feng, Lin Feng."
At this time, Lin Feng's strength was truly recognized by everyone, and Lin Feng became one of the representatives of the Sword Sect's disciples.
The next four games also proceed in an orderly manner.
After a series of fierce competitions, five representatives of the Sword Faction were elected.
Sword faction, conference hall.
Zhang Yisheng was sitting on the main seat and said to the five disciples in front of him who had won the competition: "Congratulations to the five of you for winning this competition."
"Afterwards, you will represent our sword sect to participate in the selection of the inner sect."
"I hope you can all enter and practice."
The five people said in unison: "Thank you, elder."
Lin Feng carefully observed the five people who won this time.
The first is Fang Bi, who is undoubtedly the strongest among the disciples of the entire Sword Sect, and his strength has reached the third level of Qi Condensation.
It is said that Fang Bi's family of cultivating immortals is still a powerful family. The reason why he came to the outer sect was entirely because his family wanted to hone his character.
Before, Zhao Shan also tried every means to curry favor with him, which shows that his background is not simple.
Next is Ye Qingying, a woman with a slender figure, bright eyes and white teeth, who can be called a beauty, and is also very popular in the sword sect.
It is said that her family is also a family of immortal cultivators, but she is relatively low-key, so she appears very mysterious in front of other disciples.
And her own strength has also reached the third level of Qi Condensation.
These two people can be said to be the two leading figures in the Sword Sect.
There were two people behind, one was Xu Yun, who was at the first level of Qi Condensation, and the other was Shi Kaifeng, who was at the first level of Qi Condensation.
Both of these two people are ordinary cultivators who have reached this point through their talents and unremitting efforts.
Because they have no training resources, the two of them are now much older than the other three.
"In order to prepare for the inner sect selection in two months, you can go to the second floor of the Collection Pavilion to choose a yellow-level high-level spiritual skill." Zhang Yisheng said happily.
Among the five, Xu Yun and Shi Kaifeng seemed particularly happy, firstly because they did not reach the entry threshold, and secondly because they did not have so many contribution points.
And this reward brought them good news.
However, Ye Qingying and Fang Bishi didn't seem to be very happy, probably because they were from a family of cultivators and were not used to these things.
"Lin Feng, spiritual skills are not suitable for you right now. I will give you your reward alone." Zhang Yisheng said calmly.
"Yes" Lin Feng replied.
At this moment, Fang Bi suddenly looked at Lin Feng and looked at him with a strange look.
Afterwards, the other four people all exited the conference hall one after another.
Only Lin Feng and Zhang Yisheng were left.
"Can you use Reiki indirectly through something on your body?"
Zhang Yisheng's words made Lin Feng fall directly into the ice cave.
The golden light ball is too mysterious, and it seems to have a controlling effect on spiritual energy, and this is related to my own time traveling into this world. Before I fully understand the reason, others know about this
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Keeping it a secret can easily lead to death.
Seeing Lin Shan break out in a cold sweat from being frightened, he stopped asking Lin Feng and just said: "It allows monks in the body tempering realm to use spiritual energy. Although this kind of thing is rare, it is not completely unavailable."
"Some objects have a little spiritual energy inside them, and immortal cultivators can directly draw them out and use them directly. Even high-end immortal cultivators will use this kind of thing to improve their strength in battle."
"There are also some who take some medicines so that the spiritual energy of the medicines can be used by the immortal cultivators, and some who use formation runes to induce the spiritual energy in the surrounding air."
At this time, Zhang Yisheng was staring at Lin Feng coldly.
"But the aura brought by these methods is short-lived and cannot be used forever."
"But you can cultivate spiritual skills through this kind of thing, and you can know that what you have is not simple."
Then, he sighed again and said to Lin Feng: "I suggest you not to use this thing again before you reach the Qi Condensation Realm."
"It's easy to be missed by some immortal cultivators."
Lin Feng breathed a sigh of relief when he heard that Zhang Yisheng was not interested in the golden ball of light.
"I understand, thank you for reminding me, Uncle Zhang."
"But with your strength, it will be very quick to break through the Qi Condensation Realm." Zhang Yisheng looked at Lin Feng with relief and said.
Indeed, through the blessing of the golden ball of light, Lin Feng was confident that he could break through the Qi Condensation Realm before the selection of the inner sect.
"Are you practicing Poyun Sword Technique?"
Lin Feng couldn't help but sigh that Zhang Yisheng's strength was truly unfathomable, and he could tell at a glance what skills he was practicing.
"Yes, I found it in the Collection Pavilion, but it seems that not many people are practicing this spiritual skill."
Zhang Yisheng replied: "It is true. For many people, the difficulty of practicing this spiritual skill is far higher than that of other spiritual skills of the same level."
"This set of spiritual skills itself is just an auxiliary skill."
"But he will be of great benefit to practicing the natal spiritual sword in the future."
"You won't know the details until later."
Indeed, this set of spiritual skills itself does not increase the monk's attack power much in combat, and this is also the biggest shortcoming of this set of spiritual skills.
"In the way of martial arts, no spiritual skill is without its shortcomings."
"But we can make up for its shortcomings by learning other spiritual skills."
As soon as these words came out, Lin Feng suddenly realized that it could still be like this, but there was also a question of what spiritual skills to practice in conjunction with this spiritual skill.
Zhang Yisheng seemed to understand Lin Feng's thoughts, and then took out a scroll from the space bag.
"This spiritual skill was created by me. It is a mysterious-level elementary spiritual skill."
"Practice this set of spiritual skills to increase your attack power by about three times."
Lin Feng was also shocked by this spiritual skill. Three times the attack power! Is this something that ordinary spiritual skills can achieve?
"But it also has certain limitations. This set of spiritual skills is only effective for monks in the Qi Condensation Realm. As your strength gradually increases, the attack power it can increase will become smaller and smaller."
It is also said that if the attack power can be continuously improved, then this set of spiritual skills cannot be just a set of mysterious low-level spiritual skills.
"Then what is the name of this spiritual skill?" Lin Feng asked curiously.
Zhang Yisheng looked at the magical skills he created intoxicatedly, as if he was admiring a beautiful piece of art.
"The name of this technique is Thunder Sword Technique."