Martial Arts and Longevity: Starting from the Spiritual Beast Picture

Whoosh!
Fang Qinglu controlled the flying sword and slashed down fiercely. The rock wall around Zhao Lin's body shook immediately.

Seeing this, Zhou Hongfang and the other elders all changed their expressions.

Zhao Lin's current situation is very similar to Fang Qinglu's last opponent Wang Jing, once Feijian breaks through the defensive spell, he will definitely lose.

Moreover, Zhao Lin's cultivation was far lower than that of the King Realm, and the Rock Armor Technique might not last long.

The fact is exactly the same, Feijian only slashed twice, and a gap was opened in the rock wall.

Fang Qinglu repeated the old trick, directing the flying sword to go straight to the gap, a red light flashed on the tip of the sword, and the sword energy was about to be spewed out!

Zhao Lin's reaction was beyond everyone's expectations. Instead of continuing to output spiritual power to repair the rock wall, he retracted his palm and directly removed the rock armor technique!
"Ah, what does this mean? Why do you fight without defensive spells? The flying sword is so close, how can it be avoided?"

"Is this about admitting defeat?"

Just when everyone was wondering, Zhao Lin's figure flashed, and he took a step horizontally from the central palace.

"Want to run?"

Fang Qinglu sneered inwardly, at such a close distance, trying to escape the flying sword's pursuit was nothing more than a dream, no matter how strong the martial arts and light kung fu were, it was impossible.

I saw Feijian trembling slightly and making a clang, attacking Zhao Lin like a tarsal maggot.

Zhao Lin suddenly stabilized his figure, raised his arm and clenched his fist, and punched an uppercut from bottom to top.

The fist hit the blade with precision, making the sound of metal and stone colliding.

It was so powerful that it directly hit the flying sword into the air, and with a "clang", it hit the ceiling of the stone room.

Punching and flying swords...

Does this work too?

All the monks present were stunned, including several elders who established the foundation.

"succeed!"

Zhao Lin was overjoyed, tapped his toes to the ground, stretched out his body without looking back, and flew straight towards Fang Qinglu.

The reason why he did this was because the flying sword was so fast, as nimble as a swimming fish, and it was almost impossible to shoot it down during its flight.

Only by letting it stop can it succeed before accelerating again. This is why Zhao Lin used the rock armor technique.

Feijian was hit hard, and Fang Qinglu suddenly felt chest tightness, and his blood was churning.

It wasn't until this moment that he realized that Zhao Lin's rock armor technique was not for defense, but for setting up an ambush, aimed at his flying sword.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help being very angry, but he was not dazzled by the anger, and while retreating quickly, he communicated with Feijian with his spiritual consciousness.

Zhao Lin knew that time was running out, and taking advantage of the moment when Fang Qinglu and Feijian lost contact, he rushed to Fang Qinglu in the blink of an eye, raised his arms, and quickly gathered his spiritual energy.

"rise!"

At this moment, Fang Qinglu's divine sense sensed the flying sword, and immediately drove it to come to the Savior, and the flying sword shot towards him like a shooting star.

Not only that, with a wave of Fang Qinglu's palm, he cast an aura around his body.

As a sword cultivator, Fang Qinglu hasn't practiced a single defensive spell so far, but as long as a monk reaches the middle stage of Qi refining, he can release the spiritual energy as a cover, and there is no need to deliberately practice it.

Putting down the aura mask, Fang Qinglu's mouth curled into a smile.

He calculated the timing correctly, as long as Zhao Lin dared to punch the aura shield, the flying sword would be there in an instant.

He didn't believe that Zhao Lin's punch could break the aura shield and even hurt himself.

Do you dare to make this punch?

Zhao Lin didn't hesitate at all, completely ignoring the flying sword shot from behind, and punched with the force of thunder.

The punch was like electricity, and a ball of dazzling white light suddenly lit up on the surface of the aura shield, spreading outward from the center into a ball of white light.

When the ball of light was formed, it was accompanied by the rumbling sound of piercing clouds and cracking rocks.

Thunder Fist!
A few pillars of light as thick as a thumb passed through the aura shield and blasted towards Fang Qinglu.

The smile on Fang Qinglu's face froze, and suddenly he felt a huge force, pulling himself out of the field.

Almost at the same time, Zhao Lin felt a cold killing intent coming from the back of his head, his body rose into the air, and the scenery in front of him changed.

Taking a closer look, I saw that I had come to the sidelines.

"What was the white light just now? It seems to be a thunder spell!"

"What happened? Why is there no one on the field?"

"Look, both of them are outside the court."

Everyone watching the battle felt blurred, and the two people on the field disappeared. They turned their heads to search for a while, but saw Zhao Lin and Fang Qinglu standing on the sidelines at the same time.

"Who exactly won?"

"You don't need to ask, Fang Qinglu won, but the flying sword is fatal."

"Exactly! Just now Fang Qinglu blocked Zhao Lin's punch with the aura shield, and then used the flying sword to assassinate Zhao Lin."

"No, how did Fang Qinglu come out?"

"This...could it be a problem with the magic circle?"

Although most of the monks didn't understand what was going on, everything that happened on the field could not escape the eyes of the elders who established the foundation.

The elder arbitrator stretched out his hand and pressed down, motioning for everyone to be quiet, and then said: "This competition, Zhao Lin wins!"

"Zhao Lin won?"

"How did you win?"

"I didn't see it clearly, but since the elder said so, it should be true."

The arbitrator elder is the elder of the Juyan State, and if he wants to take sides, he will only take sides with his own people. There is no reason to declare Zhao Lin the winner.

Fang Qinglu had a glimmer of hope at first, but when he heard the words, he shook his head, then turned to Zhao Lin and said, "Congratulations."

Although he said so, his eyebrows were full of dissatisfaction.

"Assignment."

Zhao Lin wasn't surprised, but he also felt quite thrilling. If he didn't have the trump card of Leiyinquan, it would be too difficult to win this battle.

"Elder, both of them left the field, can you tell me why Zhao Lin won?"

An older disciple asked puzzledly.

"That's it."

The elder arbitrator coughed and said, "Just now Zhao Lin made the first move, that punch was enough to kill, and the magic circle moved Fang Qinglu out."

"After Feijian arrived, Zhao Lin had no time to save himself, so he was also removed. There was a difference between the two, so it was Zhao Lin who won."

The disciple said "oh", and then asked: "Elder, if there is no magic circle, will the two of them die together?"

"No!"

The elder arbitrator shook his head and said, "If there is no magic circle, Zhao Lin should be fine."

"Because as long as he kills or seriously injures Fang Qinglu, Fang Qinglu can't control Feijian, and Feijian can't hurt Zhao Lin naturally, so Zhao Lin still wins, and it's a complete victory."

After hearing the elder's words, everyone felt suddenly enlightened, and at the same time they were very curious about what kind of martial art Zhao Lin used that could punch through the aura shield with one punch.

You must know that the spiritual energy cover is gathered by spiritual energy, and it is difficult to break through magic weapons at once, and it can't stop a martial arts move.

Wei Shi was convinced at this time, if Zhao Lin used this trick with him, he might be defeated earlier.

Off the field, an elder from Juyanzhou sighed: "It's a pity, it's only a little bit close."

Pang Zhangyuan said nonchalantly: "That's fine too. Although Qing Lu has high talent, he is too arrogant. He has never been willing to practice a defensive spell. You should understand now..." (End of this chapter)