A Niang said to be careful of those fairies!

There were disciples setting up a betting table outside the venue. Lin Xuan's ears moved slightly and he heard the noise of the opening of the betting table. Even in a holy place like Xuannv Palace, there was no shortage of gamblers, and interested disciples rushed to place their bets.

When the dealer opens the market, the focus is on the old rivals who are evenly matched in previous years. This kind of battle with a swing in the outcome is interesting. Otherwise, if one side is bound to win, where is the gambling spirit? Are you betting on an underdog?

He heard two names that concerned him, Su Xindie and Zhao Kaiping, the two people who deserved his most attention in this competition. Su Xindie was in the late eleventh level of Qi Refining, and Zhao Kaiping was in the early twelfth level of Qi Refining.

Both of them are true disciples. Su Xindie practices the Taoism of Music, one of the three major inheritances of Xuannv Palace. Zhao Kaiping has another opportunity and masters a conventional swordsmanship of the B-level earth level, the Star Sword Technique!

The two were very powerful and had the means to break through his physical defenses, so he could no longer remain invincible.

After paying attention to the two of them, he adjusted his state, and three quarters of an hour later the elder notified him to enter the arena for the fight.

The martial arts arena was suppressed by the formation and was indestructible. The two disciples could fight freely. He and his opponent stood more than fifty feet away. There was a female disciple, with a petite figure and bangs covering one eye.

Her cultivation level is at the late ninth level of Qi Refining, which is close to Lin Xuan's. Her spiritual power is at about the tenth level, and her physical strength is only at the eighth level. Her strength lies in the fact that she is a puppeteer.

"Start!" An instant after the elder gave the order, Lin Xuan disappeared from the spot, followed by the sound of breaking wind and the sound of explosive force kicking the ground. At this moment, he showed his powerful strength and wanted to end the battle quickly.

The female disciple was half a second slower and used graceful body movements, but was approached the next moment. Today, she witnessed with her own eyes how force could defeat skill. The skill represented by her body movements was weaker than the force represented by the opponent's physique.

Ding! The golden instrument hummed, and Lin Xuan punched the chest of the lifelike puppet that suddenly appeared in front of him. He watched it with his soul, and saw a dent on the surface of the puppet, and then he immediately bounced back.

Lin Xuan swung his swollen fist and frowned, wary of the doll. The doll had male features on the surface and a handsome face. Preliminary estimates showed that the material used could definitely withstand the bombardment of the first level of Yongquan.

Puppetry is a technique for controlling puppets, and requires a high level of spiritual power from the puppet. However, she has only tenth-level spiritual power, but she uses this puppet made of Yongquan material. While gaining the advantage of being sturdy, the puppet's movements become slow.

While taking a few steps back, Lin Xuan thought of a countermeasure. His sword control technique was still hidden! At the same time, he practiced the object control technique and the sword control technique. The two confirmed that the realm of the object control technique was extremely close to the realm of supernatural power.

Bang! The sound of the power burst was particularly exciting. He made a sudden comeback. The female disciple immediately controlled the puppet to resist. She curled her lips slightly, feeling that she was at least invincible.

Boom! He punched the puppet's handsome face, and his nose was sunken, but it bounced back immediately. He couldn't destroy it with one punch, so he could only passively fight a war of attrition, which was very troublesome.

Suddenly, his eyes moved, and he cast a rune of object control in mid-air, which penetrated into the interior of the puppet. Seeing this, the female disciple's face froze slightly, and she hurriedly suppressed the rune of object control, but it had little effect.

The conflict and collision between the puppetry runes and the object control runes was essentially a battle between two kinds of spiritual power. The female disciple's spiritual power was at the tenth level, far weaker than Lin Xuan, and she instantly fell into a disadvantage.

Her puppetry skill was not at the divine level, and was only on par with Lin Xuan's skill of controlling objects. If she had comprehended the divine level, Lin Xuan's plan to use the skill of controlling objects to interfere with the puppets would have failed.

"I see!" Lin Xuan instantly grasped a top-grade spiritual sword in his hand, bypassed the puppet and stabbed the sword at the female disciple's face. She turned pale, moved another puppet in front of her, and retreated quickly.

Swish! It was only a thought to take the puppet out of the storage bag. The spirit sword instantly pierced the puppet's face. He quickly pulled out the sword, in case it was stuck by the mysterious means, he would be left without a weapon.

"Mingming!" The female disciple screamed, her face pale. Lin Xuan looked strange after hearing this. Was this the name of the doll he pierced? Was she so concerned about this doll?

"I give in. Stop hitting me, stop hitting me!" The female disciple cried while protecting the dolls. These two dolls were her treasures. She felt so sad that they were broken. If she had known, she would have given in immediately.

Lin Xuan put away the sword with a strange look on his face. There was no magic weapon of the soul on the puppet. The power of the twelfth level of the soul was like an all-seeing eye. He discovered that the most private parts of the two puppets were no different from those of real people.

"Uh, sorry!" He looked apologetic. It turned out that he had hurt someone's "husband". All of a sudden, the disciples watching the fight burst into laughter. The female disciples blushed and glared at him fiercely.

Some people burst into cheers. Just now, 80% of the gamblers were watching cautiously, while the other 20% were betting on Lin Xuan. If Lin Xuan won, they would make a small profit. The reverse trend was very enthusiastic.

After a short rest, he went on stage to fight with the second female disciple. After fighting for dozens of rounds, he knocked her down and declared victory. In this fight, he suppressed the second female disciple with a violent attitude.

When weapons hit him, they either just caused a little blood to splatter, or he twisted his body to neutralize the attack.

The disciples watching the fight exclaimed that it was thrilling. This kind of violent fight was fascinating and exciting.

The sect did not disclose the paper strength of the disciples who participated in the battle, but the inner disciples each had their own methods. Soon Lin Xuan's paper strength record was spread, causing waves of sighs and exclamations.

With a physique that is infinitely close to the thirteenth level, he is a top genius, rarely seen in a thousand years!

At this level, the sect only found more than ten opponents assigned to him for sparring, which lasted for several days. Three were scheduled for today, and the third match would start in the evening.

Lin Xuan's fame has spread, causing the dealer to immediately change the betting odds and put a third person between the two geniuses Su Xindie and Zhao Kaiping, which made the gamblers' eyes red.

New seeds, higher odds, more possibilities, much more exciting than the starting situation where two people are facing each other diagonally!

Although the dealer maintained a conservative attitude, some gamblers were enthusiastic and had already placed bets on Lin Xuan. They had people of all statuses, even true disciples, personal disciples, Purple Mansion, and Core Forming mixed in.

The excitement brought by the uncertainty of who will be the final winner makes them more excited than winning the bet!

In the evening, the sky was bleak and there was no dusk in winter. Everyone gathered outside the martial arts arena in the cold wind.

The third person was a male disciple who was stronger, but he was still defeated by Lin Xuan. These three people brought him pressure, but they were still far from defeating him.

The first day ended like this, and Lin Xuan's odds continued to fall. Anyone with a discerning eye knew that the real fun would come later.

Chapter 40: Soul-Stirring Demonic Sound

Ten days passed in the blink of an eye. On the remote mountain, there were massive battles going on all day long. The noises from the disciples' fighting could be heard on other mountains dozens of miles away.

Among the eleven disciples, nine disciples were weaker than Lin Xuan on paper. Lin Xuan defeated all of them without any danger. It seemed that their spells and methods were all for show but not useful.

The most difficult one was a male disciple encountered on the third day. His method was to control dozens of sharp flying leaf-type magic weapons, each of which was precisely manipulated and at an incredibly fast speed.

Lin Xuan originally wanted to use the same old trick to defeat everyone and interfere with other people's spells with the runes of the object control technique, but he found that he only interfered with a few flying leaves. It should be that this male disciple practiced a special spell, and his ability to control the soul and spirit was much stronger than that of ordinary people.

The usual tricks failed, so he had to think quickly and used the power of magic power and blood. The two forces shook together and bounced the bullets off. This thing reflected a cold light, which made people feel creepy.

The method was effective, so he ignored the Flying Leaf magic weapon that was shooting and killing with lightning, loosened his neck, and rushed towards the male disciple with a bang. This method consumed his magic power very quickly, and he needed to get rid of the enemy as soon as possible.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Fists and feet collided, but the male disciple barely blocked them.

"Huh?" Lin Xuan was surprised. The male disciple's physique was actually stronger than he had imagined, and he had practiced a boxing technique that allowed him to block his attacks. He was unable to defeat the male disciple in a short period of time.

"Do you think you are the only one who has practiced body training?" The male disciple said unconvinced. He also took the path of body training, and cultivated his physique to the eleventh level. Relying on his explosive boxing skills, he could compete with Lin Xuan, who had the twelfth level of physique.

Lin Xuan noticed that blood was oozing from the corner of the male disciple's mouth. It seemed that his strength was not completely matched by others. It was infinitely close to the top level of level thirteen. The boxing technique only made up for part of the gap.

Ding! Ding! Ding! The flying leaf magic weapon frantically attacked the shock barrier of mana, qi and blood power, and the mana was consumed at a rapid rate. Lin Xuan narrowed his eyes and read the male disciple's abacus.

The male disciple's overall strength was much weaker than his own. He was stalling for time, consuming his magic power through his magic weapon. When he was only left with his blood and energy, trouble came.

But his plan was doomed to fail, as Lin Xuan still had many tricks up his sleeve that he hadn't used yet.

"You are very powerful, but you met me!" Lin Xuan took out a top-grade spiritual sword. This sword, which he had found at a bargain price, will be of great use today. Here goes the sword!

Lin Xuan swung out his sword and used the sword-controlling technique to turn it into a flying sword, which went straight for the male disciple's lifeblood. With his eleventh-level physique, he didn't have the strength to take the sword head-on. Fei Ye Zi's return to defend was also half a step slow.

This was not the end. He followed closely behind with a powerful aura. He got close to the male disciple and started to punch him randomly. The two attacks came at the same time. The male disciple was sweating profusely. At this moment, he could only block one of the fatal moves with all his strength.

After all, the male disciples are several levels weaker than Lin Xuan, so they are faced with a situation where they have to lose sight of one thing while focusing on another.

At the last moment, the male disciple let down all his guard, and his fist instantly stopped two inches in front of his nose. The magic sword also hovered outside his vital point. The wind from the fist made the male disciple's eyes dry and painful, and the sharpness of the sword also made the male disciple feel hairy. Feeling the fatal threat, he swallowed his saliva.

"Are you still fighting, brother?" Lin Xuan asked. As soon as he said that, he would immediately strike back and hit the other person hard.

"I admit defeat, you win, junior brother." The male disciple smiled bitterly and hung his head dejectedly. Today, he met geniuses of the level of Su Xindie and Zhao Kaiping, and he was defeated so badly that he had no temper at all.

There are always people better than you, and there may be the ultimate genius, but the male disciple understands that there are stronger geniuses above him, and those geniuses can reach the realm that he needs to look up to.

"Just admit defeat." Lin Xuan put away the magic sword, clasped his fists and saluted, secretly relieved. Fortunately, he did not reveal his cards. If the people behind him knew about it and had to take precautions, it would be a lot of trouble.

Until now, Lin Xuan still has his trump card hidden. The Frost Rune has not been sacrificed, and the Heavenly Palace Sword Technique has not been used. In the afternoon, the inner disciples who knew about it were excited. Lin Xuan will face Su Xindie!

Among the new generation of Xuannv Palace, in the Qi Refining Stage, Su Xindie and Zhao Kaiping are at the top position.

Now, a new Lin Xuan has emerged, and he is going to fight with Su Xindie in the afternoon. All the disciples in the Yongquan period are very interested in this battle. After all, in some realms, it becomes a pity if the cultivation level is too high.

The thirteenth-level realm is the pinnacle of all ages. Looking around the world, there are very few holy places. Only among the many senior sisters who have set their sights on the endless void, there are more geniuses in this realm.

The twelve floors below the thirteenth floor became the top floor. The true and direct disciples of the inner sect of Xuannv Palace are basically in this field. The top ones can only get half a foot into the thirteenth floor, while the weak ones can barely get half a foot into the twelfth floor.

Among the inner disciples in the Yongquan stage, most are at the eleventh level and the ten and a half level. Although it is a fight between Qi Refining stage cultivators, for them it is also a fight between top cultivators, and this kind of fight is very exciting to watch.

In previous years, Su Xindie and Zhao Kaiping had already exposed their respective trump cards in the duel. Now, the old disciples wanted to see Su Xindie force Lin Xuan to reveal his hidden killer move.

With this expectation, by noon, the martial arts arena was surrounded by disciples watching the fight.

"They are here, Lin Lianti and Su Moyin!" Someone shouted out their nicknames.

The disciples watching the fight were talking about it. At this time, two figures landed on both sides of the martial arts stage and stood still.

Su Xindie was a slender woman, she was older, had reached the eleventh level of Qi Refining, and practiced the Class A Earth-level Soul-Stirring Qin Technique. She had many secret skills and the power of her Qin sound could be glimpsed from the name of the technique.

After seeing Lin Xuan, Su Xindie's eyes lit up and she took the initiative to greet him, "Hello, Junior Brother! I am just a young lady, so please show some mercy to me."

Lin Xuan's face was filled with black lines. He had read the sect records. Zhao Kaiping was a strong man in the twelfth level. How easy was it to compete with him? This woman was deceiving herself!

"Don't say any more, let's show our true strength with our hands, don't try to frame me!" Lin Xuan raised his fist with his blood boiling.

"Alas, my junior brother is so boring." Su Xindie sighed, took out a five-stringed zither, and stroked the strings with her slender, white, jade-like fingers, plucking bursts of clear and beautiful notes.

Lin Xuan suddenly opened his eyes wide, and stood there motionless, as if he had lost his backbone.

"Here she comes! She comes! The beautiful lady Su raises her hand and uses the killing move Soul Shaking Sound. She has such a dark heart!"

"Oh my, Junior Brother Lin has been attacked. Didn't this fool prepare his soul to defend himself?!"

"I've been hit, hehe!" Su Xindie smiled slyly. Her move of soul-stirring magic sound directly acted on the spiritual level. Magic power, blood, physique and so on were useless.

At this moment, Lin Xuan felt a sharp pain deep in his soul, and his soul was shaken, and the control over his body plummeted!

Chapter 41: Frost Rune

The Soul-Stirring Qin Technique is a Class A Earth-level musical technique that carries with it several kinds of magic sound secret arts. The word "magic" here has nothing to do with the nature of the technique, it only refers to the strange and powerful power of the Qin sound secret arts.

The Soul-Stirring Demonic Sound is one of the secret arts. The spell is as strange as its name. It acts on the soul of the cultivator, shocking and attacking the soul, and interfering with the soul's control over its overall essence, energy and spirit.

It can easily penetrate magic power, blood force, and ordinary defensive conventional means. Only the secret arts of the soul and the magic weapons of the soul can withstand such attacks of the secret arts of the soul and music.

Su Xindie looked confident. He wanted to run after being hit by her soul-shaking magic sound? Zhao Kaiping was a cultivator at the twelfth level of Qi Refining. His soul was powerful, and with the protection of his soul magic weapon, he was able to resolve her move. Judging from Lin Xuan's reaction, he didn't have similar means, so the outcome of this duel was basically determined!

The soul felt a sharp pain, and the sound of the piano caused it to vibrate, further disrupting the magic power and blood. Su Xindie continued to perform the soul-shaking magic sound, and the sound of the piano was melodious. It seemed that this trick was enough!

However, a magical phenomenon occurred. Lin Xuan's soul piercing pain was lessening, and he gradually adapted to the soul shock. His magic power and blood power were back under control. In fact, his soul piercing pain was relatively mild at the beginning.

"Junior brother, admit defeat, otherwise I will hurt you seriously and I will feel bad for you." Su Xindie walked to Lin Xuan and said proudly, stretching out her hand to pinch his face, which was delicate and smooth.

Every monk has a unique personality. Su Xindie is not the type of monk who is ascetic or indifferent to worldly desires. However, among her peers, either no one catches her eye or no one has a compatible horoscope with her.

That guy Zhao Kaiping had been competing with her for many years, but neither his appearance nor his personality suited her taste. Although she paid more attention to Zhao Kaiping than the average person, it was only because they were her sworn enemy.

Zhao Kaiping was too tall, one and a half feet taller than the eight-foot-tall man that people thought of. Su Xindie liked elegant and handsome men, such as scholars and handsome young men, so she had never developed any feelings for him after years of dealing with him. Today, when she saw a handsome young man of the same level, she immediately had the idea of ​​"flirting" with him.

As her thoughts drifted, a tower-like man in the crowd shook his head: "There is a reason why you, a woman, rarely win when fighting with me and lose more. It's so easy to underestimate the enemy."

Zhao Kaiping had already seen the strangeness of Lin Xuan's moment, so he said this.

At this moment, Lin Xuan's eyes quickly became clear, and burst into a sharp look. His five finger joints moved slightly. Su Xindie was admiring the appearance of her prey when suddenly a fist blew in her face and her face changed drastically.

Bang! She was knocked back violently by the fist, but Lin Xuan frowned, and the feeling was a little strange.

"You! When did you break free from the Soul-Shattering Demonic Sound?" Su Xindie's breath was violent. At the critical moment, she performed another Taoist music technique, Tianyin, to protect her body, otherwise she would have been knocked down by that punch just now.

On the surface, Lin Xuan is in the middle stage of the ninth level of Qi Refining, but few people know that his actual spiritual power has entered the twelfth level as well as his physical strength. It is quite exaggerated. At the same time, his experiences of wandering in other worlds and two nirvana rebirths have made his spiritual resilience even more exaggerated than that of the twelfth level!

Su Xindie did not notice the fluctuations of the spiritual magic weapon, so she guessed that Lin Xuan had practiced some kind of spiritual magic. She felt ashamed for suffering a loss due to carelessness and smiled awkwardly.

"Junior brother is so rude. He has no mercy on women at all. He almost disfigured me." Su Xindie pretended to be pitiful, but the way she plucked the strings of the zither had subtly changed.

"Sister, stop teasing me. You are a top genius, how could you be hurt so easily by me?" Lin Xuan said speechlessly. The devilish sound pierced his ears, and his soul was heavy, but the impact he received was reduced to the minimum.

This time the magic sound was not as harsh as before. Maybe he was almost fully adapted to it. He wanted to see if he could defeat her with the help of his physical strength. After all, the power of music was strange but weak. Blood was steaming, and he was like a demon god. He instantly stepped in front of Su Xindie and punched her chest. He was kind enough to consider her complaints and avoid her pretty face. This time he noticed the violent resonance fluctuations.

This should be the movement of Tianyin's body protection, using the power of resonance to dissolve the power of his fist.

But there was another strange situation. Why did the second body protection sound like paper? Bang! Su Xindie's figure was like a bubble, and was shattered by his punch.

Lin Xuan was shocked. Isn't this too easy? Su Xindie is at the late eleventh level of Qi Refining. Just relying on the automatic tempering of her mana, she also has a tenth-level physique. It is not so easy to blow her up with my fist that has been unloaded. Moreover, a fatal accident is definitely not the intention of the sect. Why didn't the elders take any action?

The fellow disciples watching the battle around were too calm. He suddenly paused, thinking that they were caught in an illusion!

"Wow, you discovered it so quickly, you're really awesome, junior brother. But can you break senior sister's enchanting magic sound?" A teasing laugh sounded in the void, and sonic knife and sword energy condensed from all directions, sweeping through his body violently!

Swish! Swish! The sound waves simulated a mixture of real and fake sword qi and imaginary sword qi, varying in strength. Hundreds of them swept through madly, and occasionally one or two would cut through his body, splattering a stream of blood.

He had practiced the Life-Resisting Combat Body Technique but failed to achieve such an exaggerated degree of instant healing, so he was in some trouble. As the number of bloody wounds increased and the quality of his Qi and blood declined, his chances of winning decreased.

"Should I use my trump card?" Lin Xuan thought of the Heavenly Palace Sword Technique, and burst out with a strong will to break the illusion. To be honest, he is still thinking about holding on to his only two trump cards.

As he was hesitating, more than a dozen bleeding wounds appeared on his body surface, which looked extremely tragic, but did not touch the root of the problem. He gritted his teeth and was about to use his last strength, but suddenly he saw the surrounding images distorted, and a clear air passed through the depths of his soul, and he inexplicably dissolved the secret technique of bewitching.

Lin Xuan turned his eyes to Su Xindie coldly and instantly decided to use the Frost Rune Technique. This woman's methods were too strange. He had to fight quickly and decisively to avoid any new variables!

Su Xindie was shocked when she suddenly turned her head and looked at him. How could he resolve it again? Just as she was about to perform the secret technique, she was shocked to find that a coldness broke out in her body, and her magic power, blood, and soul were all frozen.

In fact, it only froze half of his breath, but half of his breath was extremely deadly in a fight at this distance and level! The next moment, a huge force burst out, and Su Xindie's eyes turned white. She felt as if her chest was suddenly stepped on by some giant beast. With a bang, she flew backwards and slid along the ground for a distance. Her internal organs were in great pain.

"Cough cough, junior brother, you are going too far!" Su Xindie's eyes were full of resentment, and he fainted after coughing twice.

Lin Xuan maintained his punching posture, gasping for breath, and the wounds on his body began to show signs of healing.

"God of War, he looks like a God of War!" The disciples watching the battle responded enthusiastically and burst into cheers for Lin Xuan in an instant.