Practice starts with skill points.

Chapter 412 Luck and a little strength

A golden light suddenly appeared.

As soon as this fist mark was thrown, time and space seemed to suddenly stop.

All colors, lights, smells, sounds, etc. lost their color, became unconscious, without sight, without hearing, and thoughts seemed to no longer exist.

Even the people watching the battle from a distance seemed to fall into an inexplicable state for a moment, as if the whole world had stopped turning.

"The Buddha Realm... they are truly a group of strange beings. No wonder they are the most special among the ten realms of the Eastern Wasteland."

In the entire fighting arena, only Ying Ju and Wu Hong, two true disciples, were not affected, and they also had frowns on their faces.

"The cultivation method in the Buddha Realm is different from ours. In addition to practicing martial arts, one also has to cultivate the mind. But is the mind so easy to cultivate? If one is not careful, one will cross from one extreme to another. Otherwise, it would not be said that Buddha and devil are one. Many warriors among the devil practitioners come from the Buddha Realm." Yingju frowned.

"Wu Hong, the Buddhist martial arts that Suo Yu is using must have been taught by Senior Brother Wan! Isn't he afraid of the sect's blame for practicing so openly?"

Wu Hong shook his head and said, "Don't ask me, I don't know either. But since Senior Brother Wan has passed it down, I think the elders of the sect should all know about it. This is not something we should worry about."

Yingju remained silent and stopped talking, her gaze turning to the ring again.

On the stage, Zhong Lin's expression did not change as he looked at the shadow of Tathagata behind Suo Yu.

The next moment, boundless light burst out from his body, and his aura suddenly increased exponentially, reaching an unbelievable and terrifying level.

A magnificent force emanated from his body, shaking the void.

"The Azure Dragon swallows the sun."

Zhong Lin's figure suddenly disappeared, and where he disappeared, an incredibly huge green dragon was lying across the void.

The Azure Dragon suddenly stretched out a dragon claw and pressed lightly.

Suo Yu's huge fist was like a mantis trying to stop a chariot under the dragon claws, and it was not crushed even for a moment.

Rumble!
The sky and the earth suddenly regained clarity, and the rolling air waves turned into a hurricane, stirring up countless pieces of earth and rocks, and crushing in all directions with the battle between the two as the center.

"what!"

Accompanied by a scream, the huge phantom of the Tathagata's body behind Suo Yu was crushed to pieces.

Crackling!

All the muscles and bones in his body were shattered into a pool of mud in an instant, and he was thrown hundreds of feet into the air and fell heavily out of the ring.

call!
The strong wind blew up dust all over the sky. Zhong Lin walked forward with an indifferent expression. He took a few steps out of the smoke and dust, and came in front of Suo Yu, looking down at him.

"Ahem, good boxing skills. I lost. I still couldn't force you to use your sword."

Suo Yu vomited blood, and the sound of muscles and bones cracking filled the air.

His body was now in tatters, with mouthfuls of blood gushing out of his mouth. He tried his best but couldn't stand up and could only lie in the ruins.

Suo Yu practiced the Buddhist method, and his body was incredibly strong among people of the same level, but it was impossible for him to stand up.

At this moment, cold sweat was dripping down his forehead. The pain in his body was nothing to him. The most serious injury was the shock caused by Zhong Lin's terrifying fist.

"Zhong Lin, you are very strong, but that's all. No one can stand in Senior Brother Sikong's way. I can't do it, and neither can you. You'll have to take care of yourself from now on."

As he spoke, Suo Yu spat out another mouthful of blood.

Zhong Lin looked down at Suo Yu, with the corner of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a contemptuous smile.

"Do you know why your fist intention has never been able to break through the final step and reach the essence of fist intention?"

Suo Yu instantly turned pale, without a trace of blood. He stretched out his finger with difficulty and pointed at Zhong Lin with trembling hands. "Wow!"

Blood suddenly spurted out of his mouth, spreading an arc like a rainbow in the void, but this time it was hotter and brighter.

Zhong Lin laughed, turned around and left.

Above the void, Wu Hong looked at the unconscious Suo Yu and sighed, "This Suo Yu... is useless. This is a murder!"

"He deserves to be crippled. Boxing is inherently domineering. He's the one who chose to fall into depravity and lose his spirit." Yingju said disdainfully.

After saying that, he looked at Wu Hong suspiciously.

"This Suo Yu should also be a member of the so-called Aotou Society! Now not only did he fail to stop Zhong Lin, he has become a useless person. Don't you have any ideas?"

Wu Hong curled his lips and said, "I am helping Senior Brother Wan, but that doesn't mean I like the Aotou Society. If it weren't for Senior Brother Wan's regard for Sikong Yan, I would have wanted to destroy this Aotou Society."

Yingju laughed out loud, full of amusement: "Not bad, not bad, it seems you still haven't forgotten what happened back then!"

Wu Hong's face turned dark and he left in a huff.

Back then, he had suffered similar treatment to Zhong Lin. If he had not performed well in the competition and was not noticed by an elder and then accepted as a disciple, he would probably have had to struggle for decades. Naturally, he would not have had a good impression of that Aotou.

Watching Wu Hong leave, Ying Ju's smile faded. Her eyes fell on Zhong Lin, and she murmured, "I really misjudged you. I didn't expect such a suitable disciple to appear in the Juying Society. If you can really make it that far, I don't mind your fate. The Third Saint Son... humph!"

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Zhong Lin naturally didn't know about the conversation happening above his head. At this moment, he took out a healing pill from his storage bracelet and swallowed it. As the medicinal power spread, the pain in his internal organs slowly subsided.

He was not without any injuries in the battle with Suo Yu just now. Suo Yu was indeed very strong, and his boxing skills were no weaker than his. If he had not defeated him at the last moment, and waited for Suo Yu to use his own life weapon, it would never have ended so easily.

While walking, Zhong Lin's footsteps suddenly stopped, and Liu Ziyan's figure appeared not far away.

The two looked at each other, and a murderous aura filled the air.

But they didn't say much and left soon.

"Zhong Lin, Zhong Lin."

Chu Yu came flying from a distance, his face full of excitement.

After coming to Zhong Lin, he slapped him on the shoulder and said loudly: "Zhong Lin, you are amazing. How did you get into the top ten in the competition?"

"Luck, and a little strength."

Zhong Lin spread his hands and said with a smile.

"Hey! You're being too modest, aren't you? Do you know why I lost after just one match?"

"Lost in one game?"

Zhong Lin was also stunned for a moment. He hadn't paid attention to Chu Yu in the past few days and really didn't know his situation.

Chu Yu said gloomily, "In the first match of the competition, my opponent is Suo Yu."

"Pfft!"

This time Zhong Lin couldn't help but burst into laughter.

Chu Yu's luck is really amazing. She is only in the middle stage of Xuandan. How could she be his opponent when facing Suo Yu, who is in the late stage of Xuandan and has comprehended the meaning of boxing? The most important thing is that they met in the first game.

(End of this chapter)