Deduct 1 for merit. I am really not a child of luck.

Chapter 235: A fierce fight with fists and flesh! If I can’t beat the ghosts, I’ll beat you! (Seeking monthly votes)

"To discuss the Dao?"

Lin Chenran and others' eyes lit up instantly and they became interested.

During this period of time, they were "abused" by Lin Mo and Yu Linglong alternately.

Apart from cleansing the soul every day, most of the time is spent on sand table simulation.

But no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't think of a way to crack it.

Every time at the end, either the formation was broken by the surging ghosts, or they were ambushed by the ghost boy, or they fell at the hands of the Qin family's resentful woman.

In short, there is still a long way to go before we can pass the customs.

In fact, they also know that in order to pass the Wedding Dress City copy, they must have reached the Golden Core stage.

Otherwise, it is almost impossible.

The reason why they kept wasting time was because they were all top talents from various states, and they were unwilling to admit defeat. They thought that since Lin Mo and the others could pass the level, they could do it too.

By now, this matter has become more or less their obsession.

Well, Chu Qingyun was the worst offender.

Now, after Zhu Zishun's advance warning, everyone finally reacted.

Isn't it also a way of competing to compete directly with Lin Mo's team?
"Yeah, why didn't I think of that? If I can't beat these ghosts, then I'll beat you!"

Lin Chenran even revealed his true feelings very bluntly.

After saying that, he stared at Lin Mo and smiled sinisterly, saying:
"I really want to learn Taoism from Brother Lin Mo!"

In the past few days, he was abused the most by Lin Mo.

Compared to Yu Linglong, who likes to use a deep voice to pretend to be an expert, Lin Mo is obviously more annoying.

They are already very annoyed every time they lose, and they become even more annoyed when they are bullied by the opponent's trash talk.

Hey!
After hearing this, Lin Chenran, Liu Yunmu and others all showed perverted smiles on their faces.

Lin Mo swallowed his saliva and subconsciously wanted to refuse:

"It's not necessary. It would be bad if you get hurt while exchanging Taoist techniques, and it would also affect the progress of the soul cleansing."

Unexpectedly, Zhu Zishun actually took out a golden bowl from his storage ring and said:

"Haha, I have already made a record of this matter. There is a small world inside this magic weapon. It's not a big place, but you can use the substitute talisman to enter the arena. The effect is similar to the sword arena."

"It won't hurt the body, nor will it hurt the relationship. It's just right for us to use in practicing Taoism."

A momentary space similar to the battle in the Wudao Cliff Arena?
Lin Mo took a look at the golden bowl in the other person's hand, and then reacted.

No, why do you have so many magic weapons?

The corners of his mouth twitched: "Brother Zhuzi is really loved by the elders of the sect..."

Zhu Zishun shook his head slightly and said:

"This magic weapon was obtained by me in the ancient secret realm. It has nothing to do with the sect."

I almost forgot that this guy seems to be a son of luck, and his luck level seems to be quite high.

After spending a few days together, they have a deeper understanding of each other.

Zhu Zishun also saw Lin Mo's reluctance and said:

"Brother Mo, in fact, exchanging Taoist teachings is a good thing for everyone present here."

"Brother Chu and Fellow Daoist Chu are pure sword cultivators, Fellow Daoist Yu and Brother Chenran are talisman cultivators, Brother Long'a and Fellow Daoist Qingyu are body cultivators, and you, Brother Yiyunmu, and Brother Zifeng are all considered magic cultivators..."

"If you do the math, I've got a few more popular professions."

"It's not an exaggeration to say that we are the best group of people of our generation. There aren't many opportunities like this to get together and learn from each other's skills and methods!"

Hearing Zhu Zishun say this, not only Lin Mo, but even the other people present nodded, showing some interest.

The advice from the sect elders is more accurate and far-sighted.

But many times, methods and skills can only be tested in actual combat.

What could be more useful than fighting an opponent of equal strength?
Just as Lin Mo was hesitating, Chu Wange pulled on his clothes and said, "Lin Mo, I want to try."

Before he could reply, Long Ah also jumped up:

"Me too, I just reached the sixth level of Bone Forging, and I just wanted to test my combat abilities."

Even Yu Linglong, who had been silent the whole time, said in a low and pretentious voice:

"Oh, let's give it a try."

During the Tiandao activity, everyone in Lin Mo's team gained the Golden Dragon Dao Luck.

After this period of refining, they have already refined it to almost the end, and there is also the soul-cleansing bonus from the top-grade soul-cleansing pool...

In short, they are also eager to test their own strength.

"In that case, it would be bad for Brother Mo to refuse!"

Zhu Zishun said with a smile.

Damn, dead fox! Lin Mo cursed in his heart, took a deep breath, and said:
"Okay, if that's the case, then let's practice?"

After saying that, he added, "Let's make it clear first, we'll stop here. We still have to wash our souls the next day!"

It would have been fine if he hadn't said this. As soon as he said this, Lin Chenran, Liu Yunmu and the others showed sinister expressions on their faces:
"Of course, we are all fellow Taoists, so we should stop when it's enough!"

Damn, these guys definitely want "revenge"!
Lin Mo gritted his teeth in his heart, but looking at the Bagua magical power that had just been unlocked on the panel, he felt a little more confident:
Come on and hit me. I’m not necessarily afraid of you!
He coughed and added: "Let's make it clear first, just a few rounds of sparring. I still need time to rest."

The more he acted like this, the more Lin Chenran and others felt that he was guilty, so the more excited their expressions became.

After being tortured for several days, it’s finally time for them to “fight back”!

……

A quarter of an hour later, a group of people appeared in the momentary space.

A pair of yellow orioles chirped as they flew overhead and onto a distant branch.

The rippling blue lake reflects the blue sky, and on the shore is a patch of golden trees, like a huge golden wave, moving with the wind.

Wow, this is called "the place is not big"?
Lin Mo looked at the world in front of him, slightly stunned.

Zhu Zishun's magic weapon, which contains the heaven and earth, is much larger than the space he occupied for a moment on the Cliff of Enlightenment.

As soon as he came in, he was attracted by the lake scenery in front of him, and even thought he had accidentally entered a beautiful tourist attraction.

Unlike him, people like Chu Qingyun have different views.

"Very good, there is enough space here for us to fight."

The territory is big enough, not to mention a fight between ten people, even if there are dozens of people, it can accommodate them.

"Tell me, how should we fight?"

Lin Chenran looked at Lin Mo with a half-smile and said:
"Do we have to fight in a round-robin format or do we have to fight one by one?"

Is there any difference between the two?

Lin Mo looked at him and complained in his heart, and you guys are targeting me, right?
But this question really hits the spot.

In fact, if we want to test the strength of Lin Mo's team, the best thing to do is to play a game against them.

However, they are all the core members of their respective teams. If they form a team of four, it might be a bit of bullying.

What's more, no matter what, Lin Mo, Chu Wange, and Long A are all at the middle stage of the second stage.

If that's the case, then we can only fight one-on-one... "No need, just come together."

Just as Zhu Zishun was thinking about it, a deep baritone voice sounded among the crowd.

In the stunned eyes of Zhu Zishun and others, Yu Linglong said word by word:

"We'll beat you all!"

When everyone heard this, their pupils shrank.

She wasn't confident enough to challenge them all, but it was almost there.

Zhu Zishun, Chu Qingyun, Liu Yunmu, Jing Zifeng, and the Lin brothers and sisters.

If these six people really form a team, they will undoubtedly be the strongest team in this year's Level 2, without a doubt.

Lin Mo's team against them?

Isn't this looking for abuse?

"Brother Mo, are you sure?"

Zhu Zishun looked at him and asked, "Why not just play one-on-one? This will be fairer!"

Unexpectedly, Lin Mo rejected it directly, and thought to himself:

Haha, I won’t give you the chance to take turns beating me!
Zhu Zishun and others looked at each other and exchanged glances.

How about it? Do you want to fight or not?
Beat him up, why not! I have to beat Lin Mo up myself!
Seconded.

+1 for seconding.

……

In the end, all ten people agreed to this seemingly unfair 6-on-4 battle.

But no matter what, Zhu Zishun and others did not expect that they were still too careless.

……

……

"Bang!!!"

The short Long A was knocked flying by Lin Qingyu's punch after he jumped high up, and fell heavily into the lake.

Long'a was like a water float, creating layers of waves and ripples in the lake, then rolled towards the shore and pushed into a large bush.

Lin Qingyu stood proudly above the lake, looking down upon Fang Fang as he tumbled, and said with a somewhat disdainful tone:

"That's it?"

This tall, slim-waisted, long-legged pretty girl is a violent warrior!

Regarding this point, Lin Mo and others actually already knew it in the previous sand table simulation.

It’s just that the sand table is a simulated sand man, which is different from what you are witnessing with your own eyes in the momentary space.

That condescending punch almost described the word violence to the extreme.

At the same time, some fragmentary information that he had learned in the past few days emerged in Lin Mo's mind.

Lin Qingyu, the innate divine body.

Like Long'a, they are all physical cultivators who are born with special physiques.

In terms of rarity, although the Shenyue Body is not as good as the Ancient Holy Body, it is also considered top-notch among special bones!

Especially with the blessing of various talismans from her brother Lin Chenran, her punching power is extremely strong, far exceeding that of physical cultivators of the same level.

When the two of them join forces, even a genius like Chu Qingyun would have to retreat.

Therefore, the first thing Lin Mo did was to "separate" the two people.

"Pure Yang Heart Fire!"

The scorching three-colored flames almost covered half of the lake.

Not only did it block the view, it also prevented practitioners like Lin Chenran from supporting Lin Qingyu.

"So what if we are isolated?"

Lin Chenran, who was temporarily unable to support his sister, was not only not anxious, but also had some disdain in his heart:
"Don't forget, there are six of us, and you only have four. Now we are missing a front-line physical trainer. How are you going to play?"

Zhu Zishun and others also thought so about this, and were even considerate enough to consider Lin Mo and the others.

"Or maybe you should hold back a little, otherwise it would be embarrassing to outnumber the minority..."

They thought so in their hearts.

At this moment, a hearty laugh came from the woods:

"Hahaha, awesome! Come again, come again!!"

As the sound fell, a human-shaped cannonball rushed out from the fallen trees and slammed towards Lin Qingyu on the lake.

"Humph!"

Lin Qingyu snorted coldly and pounced forward.

Long A raised his fist and smashed it hard on Lin Qingyu's face, and blood spurted out immediately.

But the latter did not retreat at all, and threw a heavy punch at his abdomen. The force from the punch exploded through his back, and a turbulent airflow spread out along the surface of the lake, creating layers of waves.

"Hahaha, keep going!"

Long A ignored his broken ribs and looked even more excited.

In the blink of an eye, the two men were fighting each other, and neither side showed any intention of retreating.

This was a pure contest between martial artists, with every punch hitting the flesh and extreme violence.

One is violent and his punches are extremely powerful.

One of them is the most able to withstand a beating, and becomes more powerful as the fight goes on.

For a moment, Long A, who was only at the sixth level of bone forging, was entangled with Lin Qingyu, who was at the ninth level of bone forging, and it was difficult to tell who was better.

On the other side, Lin Mo and his team's battle also slowly began to get into shape.

"Brother Mo, this is a very good fire-based method!"

Zhu Zishun said with a smile: "But next, it's our turn!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Liu Yunmu and Jing Zifeng took the lead and began to practice Taoist techniques at the same time.

"Xingyun Bulei Jue!"

"Thousand Blade Tornado Jutsu!"

A moment later, a large dark cloud suddenly swept across the sky, followed by the roar of rolling thunderclouds that rang in the ears.

There were strong winds at the scene, causing a series of small tornadoes.

Just when they were about to cast the spell, Lin Mo's eyes flashed slightly, and the Dao Fire that started from zero frame instantly shot towards the two of them.

The Dao Fire was hidden in the flames on the scene, and it was fast and accurate.

At this moment, Zhu Zishun stepped on the ground with one foot, the true energy around him shook slightly, and a stream of air isolated the surroundings to create a vacuum zone.

Lin Mo's sneak attack, which had always been successful, also failed.

Zhu Zishun showed a gentle smile on his face and said:
"Brother Mo, that's a good trick, but don't try to be so clever in front of me."

(End of this chapter)