Martial Arts and Longevity: Starting from the Spiritual Beast Picture

Chapter 247 Eat More Peanuts
Listening to Li Taiqing's question about the subsequent battle, He Yun smiled slightly and asked back, "Brother, guess who won?"

"Still guessing..."

Li Taiqing couldn't laugh or cry, shook his head, thought for a while and said, "I guess Borta will win."

He Yun clapped her hands and laughed, "Wrong guess!"

"What, Zhao Lin won?"

Li Taiqing was startled, and asked in disbelief: "He really won? You didn't lie to me, did you?"

He Yun pouted, stomped her feet, and put her hands on her hips, "Brother, why don't you believe me! Zhao Lin really won."

"Junior Sister, don't be angry..."

Li Taiqing pulled a chair and sat down, his tone slowed down, "Tell me, how did Zhao Lin win."

In his opinion, Basang and Borta are undoubtedly the strongest in this court meeting.

Zhao Lin's strength is obviously inferior to the two, because of his outstanding punching power, he took advantage of the rankings, and the opponents he met along the way were relatively weak.

For example, in the quarter-finals, I was fighting against Wei Zi's chief disciple McQueen, while Zhao Lin's opponent was Mu Heli, and the two opponents were not at the same level.

But he never expected that Zhao Lin could defeat Borta.

Seeing Li Taiqing's solemn expression, He Yun stopped playing his temper, thought about it, and said, "Actually, the two of them didn't fight for long, only forty or fifty rounds..."

The more Li Taiqing listened to it, the more strange he became. He thought that even if Zhao Lin won, he must have taken the edge of the sword and won by surprise.

Unexpectedly, as soon as Zhao Lin came up, he punched Borta forcefully.

After Zhao Lin absorbed the spirit of the Golden Rat, his cultivation went a step further, and his strength also increased slightly, surpassing Boerta steadily.

Although Bolta's body gathering technique can speed up his movement, he can directly attack from close range.

But Zhao Lin is different from Borta's previous opponents. He is not afraid of him getting close at all, and with the help of the wind attribute, he is quick and agile.

In terms of strength and speed, Zhao Lin double suppressed Borta, and in terms of skills, Tianshuang Fist is no less than Zhongshan Fist.

Although actual combat is not a simple one plus one on paper, it just so happens that Zhao Lin's actual combat ability is just as good.

In this way, Zhao Lin's body moved like the wind, and his attack was like a stormy sea. Borta was stretched left and right, and his advantages of height and strength were not brought into play.

If it wasn't for his thick skin and superhuman ability to resist blows, he would have been beaten to the ground long ago.

But even so, Borta was about to be overwhelmed in less than [-] rounds, Zhao Lin's fist was too hard!

As a last resort, he had no choice but to use the unearthed body protection technique——Yanshield Kungfu.

The rock shield skill is like a sand wall, protecting Borta's whole body from top to bottom.

Zhao Lin slammed his fist on it, and his strength penetrated infinitely. Borta took the opportunity to attack a few times and quickly regained the disadvantage.

However, Zhao Lin soon realized that the Rock Shield Kungfu was not as powerful as it appeared on the surface.

The reason is simple, how much energy does it take to protect the body, and how long can it last?

During the round of [-], Helian, the "turtle shell" who is good at defense, can last for a long time because he only defends a part of the defense, unlike Borta, who protects the whole body.

Thinking of this, Zhao Lin released an ultrasonic wave, and concluded based on the feedback received: Boerta's Rock Shield Kung Fu is actually formed by earth-type body protection energy, which quickly rotates and rolls around the body.

Just like a fan, it seems airtight, but in fact only two or three blades rotate.

Seeing this, Zhao Lin looked at the right time and punched twice, passing through the rock shield and hitting Borta's body.

Borta's fat body was swayed from side to side by the beating, and he was so angry that he jumped into a rage. In a fit of rage, he launched the body gathering technique with all his strength, and rushed straight at Zhao Lin, trying to knock him off the ring.

Zhao Lin dodged easily, and walked around behind Borta and threw out a palm, sending him off the ring directly.

He Yun had a sharp mouth and described the battle process vividly. Although Li Taiqing didn't see it with his own eyes, he could imagine a general idea.

After hearing this, Li Taiqing let out a sigh of relief and remained silent for a long time.

"It seems that I still underestimated Zhao Lin. This person can win with hard power."

"So, tomorrow he can really fight Basang."

He Yun snorted, "That's the best, teach Basang a lesson!"

Basang defeated Li Taiqing, so she naturally hoped that Zhao Lin would win.

Li Taiqing nodded, didn't pay much attention to what the junior sister said, his eyes were filled with anticipation, "Then let's see who can win the championship in tomorrow's battle!"

The other courtyard of Xingyunzong.

There were three people sitting on the wine table, Lu Chaohuan, Yang Lin, and Zhao Lin.

Lu Chaohuan was in a good mood, so he specially asked Elder Ruan to bring a jar of local rice wine for dinner, and drank two cups as an exception.

It has been many years since Xingyunzong has no disciples who have entered the decisive battle of the martial arts competition, not to mention that Zhao Lin is only 20 years old this year.

As long as you keep this big thick leg, you don't have to worry about the results of the next three martial arts competitions.

At that time, all kinds of cultivation resources will come pouring in, and I will be tough as the head of the sect.

Lu Chaohuan picked up the wine glass, looked slightly drunk, and looked at Zhao Lin who was eating with a smile on his face.

"Zhao Lin, I am very pleased that you have reached the decisive battle."

"Regardless of the outcome tomorrow, you are the best disciple of our Xingyun Sect, so don't put too much pressure on it."

Zhao Lin put down his chopsticks and replied, "Master, the disciple will save it."

At this point, it is a lie to say that you don't want to win the championship.Zhao Lin knew very well that the weight of the first place and the second place in the martial arts competition record was very different.

If he wins the championship in the end, he can gain more benefits for Dayue, Xingyunzong, and himself, and the impact is no less than a battle of tens of thousands of people in ancient times.

Lu Chaohuan nodded, and continued: "You defeated Borta today without much effort, which is worthy of praise, but... Basang practiced the Thunder Attribute Kungfu, and his fist strength is unparalleled. Don't be complacent and complacent, and take it lightly."

Zhao Lin said calmly: "Of course, how dare this disciple underestimate him."

Lu Chaohuan suddenly changed the subject, "However... You must be confident when fighting, and don't be timid, especially not nervous!"

"According to my experience, when this person is nervous, he can only perform at [-]% of his [-]% level, and his previous sweat will be in vain."

Just as Zhao Lin picked up the chopsticks, he froze when he heard the words, "Well, disciple, remember, don't be nervous."

Lu Chaohuan changed the subject again, "However, you can't be completely nervous. A little nervousness is a boost, helping you to perform far beyond your usual level."

Zhao Lin was stunned for a moment, wondering if the head of the sect was trying to mess with my mentality.

Yang Lin couldn't stand it any longer, and said to Lu Chaohuan bluntly: "Old Lu, have you drunk too much? Why are you blocked when you talk?"

Lu Chaohuan was not angry either, and said with a smile, "I didn't drink too much, I was just too happy."

Yang Lin snatched the wine glass from him, "Don't bother me if you're happy, just eat vegetables and peanuts."

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