Chapter 1370

When they reach the hundredth place, in the small space of the Challenge Hall, they are all first-class masters. In the entire Unbounded Sect, they are the top disciples, who have generally practiced for hundreds or thousands of years.

Moreover, the most important thing is that the disciples who have reached the hundredth place will generally have lower-rank artifacts, which is the most important blessing of combat power.

Therefore, the difficulty of the challenge has also increased a lot.

Of course, Lin Yi also has a divine weapon, but it won't be revealed for the time being.

That phantom, holding a long sword, slashed at Lin Yi suddenly, and his strength was raised to the limit.

Lin Yi's speed reached twice the speed of divine power, and both fists blasted out at the same time, facing him head-on.

The bombardment force of the fist collided with Xu Jian, but he didn't flinch in the slightest. On the contrary, he resisted head-on, getting stronger and stronger, forcing the phantom to retreat again and again.

The disciples couldn't help but gasped. They thought that Lin Yi's challenge would stop here. After all, they thought that Lin Yi didn't have a divine weapon at all, so how could he compete with the divine weapon with bare hands!

However, Lin Yi once again used his strength to slap everyone in the face.

After some fighting, Lin Yi actually gained the upper hand with an absolute advantage, and the disciple who had the divine weapon was beaten back again and again, and finally Lin Yi seized the opportunity and punched him out.

Challenge the top one hundred and succeed.

For a moment, those disciples who were still brazenly mocking just now fell silent.

In fact, Lin Yi knew very well that with the same strength, it was impossible for Lin Yi to defeat a lower god who could use artifacts with his bare hands.

However, it's a pity that these disciples don't know how to use divine weapons at all, they just use them as ordinary weapons, just like the original Lan Wenxiang.

After Lin Yi's training, Lan Wenxiang knew how to use the divine weapon, and her strength immediately improved a lot, while the other disciples were obviously not so lucky.

A divine weapon is only worthy of being called a "sacred weapon" if it is in the hands of a god who can use it, otherwise, it is worthless.

"Next, I want to challenge the top 50!" Lin Yi said, every time, his challenge has crossed a level, which has never happened before.

Last time, Lan Wenxiang went directly from the top 500 to the top 10, which was already a record breaking. This time, Lin Yi obviously wanted to create a new legend.

The old man had already opened the small space, and Lin Yi flew in immediately.

This time, what Lin Yi faced was a female disciple with a snake-shaped sword in her hand, which must be a low-level artifact.

Although the lower-level artifacts are rare, it is not surprising that almost every disciple in the top 100 in the Challenge Hall owns them.

Lin Yi clenched his fists, his body flickered continuously, turning into countless afterimages, and he punched at the phantom of the female disciple at the same time.

Xuying obviously also knows combat techniques, and can do exactly the same as the main body's strength and reaction. The snake-shaped sword in his hand moves out strangely, attacking Lin Yi's vitals cunningly, really like a poisonous snake.

Indeed, this female disciple's attack method is unusual, very tricky and weird. If it is an ordinary disciple, encountering this kind of attack will definitely be a little flustered.

However, as the God of War in Lin Yi's previous life, he had never seen any kind of attack method, so naturally there was no disturbance at all. After one move, he found the best countermeasure.

Lin Yi found the right time, and punched out with both fists. In an instant, there were all fist shadows in front of him. One by one, they turned into tens of thousands of weights, and moved forward.

Under such a covered fist shadow, the female disciple's swordsmanship could hardly find any loopholes in Lin Yi's, and could only counter Lin Yi's fist shadow head-on.

In this way, the power of the tricky attack that the female disciple is best at dropped by several percent, and was suppressed by Lin Yi, who beat him severely.

In an instant, the shadows of Lin Yi's fists were everywhere in the small space, pushing one weight after another, like a stormy sea, constantly pushing towards the phantom of the female disciple, hitting the snake-shaped sword, making loud roars.

Compared with the previous ones, this battle was quite long. After all, Lin Yi used to kill his opponents with one punch.

Of course, it's not too long. After forming absolute suppression, Lin Yi continued to release his divine power, contracted the shadow of the fist suddenly, and then blasted out with both fists, blasting continuously, and the force hit the shadow of the phantom fiercely. Body, immediately penetrate it.

"Destroy!" Lin Yi's fist shadows blasted out continuously, without giving the opponent a chance to fight back. After a few breaths, tens of millions of fist shadows blasted down continuously, and the phantom of the female disciple finally collapsed.

Challenge the top fifty and succeed.

Lin Yi smiled slightly, his face was still not flushed, his heart was not beating, he was not panting, and he was able to do a job with ease.

"It's interesting!" The old man smiled slightly. A guy who has just become a disciple of the Shangzong for less than half a year entered the challenge hall for the first time, and challenged all the way from the top 1000 to the top 50. This combat power is also quite terrifying.

From then on, it is obvious that there are no disciples at all, no matter how dare to call Lin Yi a "trash", even the acquired god body is a well-deserved genius.

"Lin Yi, do you want to continue?" the old man asked, "Your current reward already has a hundred god stones!"

"Continue!" Lin Yi said, "Challenge the top ten!"

"Good! Have courage!" The old man laughed loudly, and then quickly opened the next small space.

In the small space, a young girl in white clothes appeared, but it was none other than Lan Wenxiang.

Seeing himself in the small space, heroic and murderous, Lan Wenxiang under the magic mirror couldn't help sticking out her tongue, "My girl, why do you look like this!"

Of course, a phantom is a phantom, which can imitate the strength and combat skills of the main body, and even use the artifacts and the universe, but it cannot fully have consciousness, and there is no expression on its face.

Lin Yi also felt weird. After entering the small space, he coughed lightly.

As a result, the phantom of Nalan Wenxiang directly swung the green sword in his hand and attacked Lin Yi without any hesitation.

"Good job!" Lin Yi smashed his fist, and his body flew out at the same time. In the blink of an eye, he came in front of Lan Wenxiang, and the fist shadows swept out one by one, covering the entire small space.

Lan Wenxiang kept slashing the green sword, but its power was not bad. She actually withstood the bombardment of Lin Yi's fist shadow without taking a step back.

Lan Wenxiang's fighting power is actually very strong, but it's a pity that Lin Yi taught Lan Wenxiang's fighting skills and the use of divine weapons.

Even, Lin Yibilan asked Xiangxiang himself, and understood her strengths and weaknesses.

Immediately, Lin Yifei rose up, and transformed into several figures, which kept flickering, and the fist shadows also bombarded Lan Wenxiang from all directions and various positions, making all the disciples dazzled and completely confused.