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Chapter 107: Breaking Armor with Collapsing Fist! Two-Star Fighter! [Subscribe! Vote!]

Since he has not mastered Baji Beng perfectly, Jiang Lin cannot optimize Baji Beng into his every move. Otherwise, Yuan Bao would have started screaming.

The scales of the red dragon fist armor on Jiang Lin's hand seemed to come alive and slightly expanded. Brilliant red-gold fighting spirit continued to flow from it. The fighting spirit in his body suddenly surged at this moment, and the fighting spirit veil on the fist armor seemed to solidify a bit.

"Huh? I've reached the peak of the One-Star Fighting Master level. I'm finally breaking through. This is definitely the realm I've been in for the longest time. But it doesn't matter. There will be more hard days like this later." The surge in fighting spirit in Jiang Lin's body naturally attracted the attention of other weapon refiners, but they could only marvel and do nothing.

"Brother Yuan Bao, come on, hit me again, and see if you can take it?" Under the starry sky, Jiang Lin's red gold fighting spirit was stirring, and the gorgeous red gold gauze clothes were extremely bright and dazzling under the starry sky. At this moment, due to the perfection of fighting spirit, all the fighting spirit in Jiang Lin's body began to become active, directly forming a layer of extremely romantic and dreamy gorgeous red gold gauze clothes on his body.

"Come on!" Yuan Bao rubbed his chubby head, stared blankly at Jiang Lin's red gold gauze, then his eyes became clear, he shouted angrily, his whole body's fighting spirit surged, and his fighting spirit armor became more solid. In his boxing skills, he found that he could not keep up with Jiang Lin's speed, so he gave up attacking and focused on defense to see where Jiang Lin's boxing skills were limited.

"Really?" Jiang Lin smiled slightly, walked step by step to Yuan Bao, and placed his palm like a knife on the red fighting armor on Yuan Bao's abdomen.

Baji Beng is a Bengquan, which relies on the instantaneous exertion of force of the whole body. There is actually no need for a running start.

"You don't want this." Before Yuan Bao finished speaking, he found that Jiang Lin's legs were moving. The muscles in his legs started to work like rubber bands, with his legs moving his waist, his waist moving his back, and his back moving his arms.
lb!
With a bang, before Yuan Bao finished speaking, Jiang Lin's Red Dragon Fist burst into flames and crashed directly into Yuan Bao's abdominal armor. Jiang Lin's Dou Qi gauze clothes also burst into flames at this moment. The force like a tsunami directly hit Yuan Bao's abdomen. The two-meter-tall giant under the Dou Qi armor was directly smashed three or four meters away by the boy in front of him who was less than 1.8 meters tall! Then he fell heavily to the ground face down, gradually curled up into a fat shrimp with a ferocious expression.

Wow!
Compared to Yuan Bao, who was covering his abdomen and shouting silently on the ground, Jiang Lin was still in a posture of punching. The red-gold gauze clothes around him turned into flames and dissipated, and then condensed into a more delicate and thin red-gold gauze clothes again.

Two-star fighting master, done!

Snapped!
In the distance, an equipment refiner couldn't help but clapping his hands, and soon, other equipment refiners also applauded, including the two presidents of the Equipment Refiners Guild.

Hearing the applause, Jiang Lin slowly put away his Bengquan stance, looked at the six unknown equipment refiners in the corridor, and bowed as a disciple.

"What a great young man with the Bengquan skill!" Hu Lei couldn't help but admire.

At this time, Yuan Bao, who had curled up on the ground for a while, slowly got up, his face a little red, but after all, he was a weapon refiner who focused on strengthening his body, and Jiang Lin's Eight Extreme Collapse hurt him, but after crawling for a while, he still recovered. Yuan Bao's face was red, one hand covered his stomach, and the other hand supported his legs. He looked up at Jiang Lin, whose red and gold gauze clothes were slowly dispersing, and said with some discomfort: "Hiss, this is the first time I have been hurt by a fighting master. Fortunately, you are not proficient in the Collapse Fist, otherwise you would have hit me on the head with a Collapse Kick, and I am afraid it would take me a long time to recover."

Yuan Bao naturally saw Jiang Lin's understanding of fighting skills and felt the pain. It was just a boxing skill, combined with a set of footwork, which made him, a fighting spirit, confused. The Flame Fist and Explosive Step changed freely in the forward and backward punches and kicks. In an instant, Yuan Bao had no idea when the opponent's punch would arrive or when the kick would arrive, and he couldn't defend himself at all!

Yuan Bao even had no doubt that if Jiang Lin reached the Dou Ling realm, relying solely on his fist and kick skills, even if he exerted his full strength and used fighting skills and weapons, he would probably be treated as a Muggle hammer by Jiang Lin, right?
Generally speaking, even if a Dou Ling's iron-like Dou Qi armor was beaten by a Dou Master with bare hands until dark, the Dou Ling might not even have a scratch on its skin. But Jiang Lin was a little different. Not only was he very strong, but his understanding of fighting skills was even more terrifying, and he also knew how to use dark energy fighting skills. If Jiang Lin was a great Dou Master, Yuan Bao would really worry that Jiang Lin would injure his heart through his Dou Qi armor.

"Indeed, I have only learned it for a few days, so I am still a little unskilled." Jiang Lin smiled at Yuan Bao, whose face was red and uncomfortable. For some reason, when he saw Yuan Bao, he always felt a little familiar, just like seeing Pei Xuan.

The two men were of similar build, both were two-meter-tall strong men wearing armor, equally slow and equally resistant to blows. When he was in the Weapon Refining Valley, he liked to practice boxing with Pei Xuan whenever he had some free time to rest.

Looking at Jiang Lin's smile, Yuan Bao was suddenly startled for some reason, feeling a little creepy, and waved his hand quickly, saying, "Your intentional fist armor is of high quality, and the fighting spirit flows smoothly during the battle. It is also very durable. It can even be said that this fist armor is almost catching up with the Xuanqi. Congratulations, Jiang Lin, you have passed the third-level weapon refiner assessment!"

Yuan Bao took Jiang Lin's "I haven't studied for a few days" as a humble remark, but rather a boastful one, and did not take it seriously.

What else can I do? You’ve already beaten the bile out of me after just a few days of study. If I study for a few more days, will you kick my head like a ball?
"Thank you, Brother Yuan Bao." Jiang Lin bowed to Yuan Bao and said with a smile. After finishing the weapon refiner assessment, he had solved a problem. At the same time, he also found a backer who could be relied on.

"I'll give you your weapon refiner badge in a while. Come with me to meet the president and vice president first." Yuan Bao called Jiang Lin over, then took Jiang Lin to a sturdy silver-haired old man and introduced him, "This is the president of our weapon refiner guild, President Hu Lei. The one next to him is Vice President Han Yu, and this one..."

Yuan Bao introduced the seven weapon refiners present except Jiang Lin, and Jiang Lin respectfully bowed and greeted them one by one from the oldest to the youngest.

"There are a few more who should be in the refining room. You will meet them later." After seeing Jiang Lin introduced all seven people again, Yuan Bao added another sentence.

At this time, Hu Lei looked at Jiang Lin, his eyes warm and kind, and said:
"My name is Hu Lei, a sixth-level weapon refiner. Are you interested in becoming my disciple?"

(End of this chapter)