Chapter 237

On the challenge arena, Xiaoke dare not move.

Then, for a long time, he said, "how did you do it? Are you the killer of wuyintang? " With that, sweat dripped from his forehead.

Lin Tianyu frowned and said, "fog hidden hall? Wu Yin Tang's martial arts have the same footwork. If so, pay a good visit. "

With that, Lin Tianyu withdrew his knife. Then, two Lin Tianyu appeared in front of Xiaoke, two postures and two sets of knife techniques.

"Is this?" Xiao Ke's mouth was wide open and could not speak a word.

The warrior who can leave a half shadow is already the talent in footwork. After all, the ability of a martial artist is limited. He is not more powerful than a monk. At the end of his cultivation, he has the ability to escape from the earth. But now, this - is it the shadow? It is clear that two Lin Tianyu have developed two kinds of martial arts. Moreover, they feel that each Lin Tianyu has a good attack power. This - split magic? Among the monks, it is almost unheard of!

Of course, in fact, this is far from reaching the level of split magic. This is just the beginning of the phantom step. A simple application of the law of space that goes beyond the wind step a little bit.

After one hundred and eighty-three attacks with Du zhantian, they opened up an ancient wooden tower and the body repairing meridians in the Qi training period. At that time, Lin Tianyu suddenly felt that the wind step that had reached the standard of the Dacheng period would have risen sharply to the level of ten levels of perfection if it was used again now. In addition, with the practice of wind step into the great success, there will be an artistic conception integrated into the wind. In fact, by now, the artistic conception level has completely exceeded the perfect level, and has reached the realm of perfection. Now, half of the body and meridians in Qi training period have been opened up again, and you have a faint feeling that you can perform the phantom body shadow step. Unexpectedly, the effect is so perfect. Although, just beginning, slightly rough. Divine footwork is divine footwork!

Hundred battle arena competition!

Suddenly, Lin Tianyu was very grateful.

It's said that no one can learn it under the friars in the foundation period. However, a race, but the entry.

Even if you don't want the title of king, even if you don't have the gratifying reward, even if you don't have the rich gambling money, it's enough to have this footwork.

Thinking about it, Lin Tianyu was excited.

Boom, boom

All of a sudden, there were nine thunders in the sky outside the monastery city.

"How strange! It's a fine day. How could it suddenly be so thundery? "

The competition continued.

However, in the following competition, there was no man-made manipulation, and there was such a rebellious champion. At the end of each challenge, there will be a significant delay for a long time.

Fortunately, Lin Tianyu didn't use his frightening footwork any more. He just won the game one by one, one by one, and gradually with his knife skills and strength.

Gradually, there are some real masters, not to lose ground, on stage a comparison of their strengths.

While fighting the challenge arena, Lin Tianyu felt with endless emotion: zongmen, zongmen, endless powerful warriors, promising monks, one by one, all tried their best to enter the sect. This is just the edge of the door of the xiudao City, the young masters of martial arts, just like the crucian carp across the river. In his hometown and Qingye City, these warriors are absolutely much more powerful than their ancestors and the first masters in their families.

At that time, Zhenmo Town, as I saw it for the first time, also felt that its masters were like clouds, but it was not at the same level as this Taoist city.

What kind of scene would it be if we really arrived at zongmen again?

With the passage of time, finally, Lin Tianyu's Baizhan arena competition came to a successful conclusion and won the title of "king of hundred battles".