Cangling World

Many disciples guessed something from the expressions on the elders' faces, and they couldn't help staring at the flames in Lin Luo's palm, and fell into deep thought.

"This is the legendary fire control method!"

A True Qi realm disciple reacted.

He had read the relevant records in an ancient book.

It is said that only by practicing the fire control method to the legendary level, can the flame not radiate heat outward.

A martial artist who has achieved this level of fire control has the potential to become an alchemy master!

This disciple knew what he knew in his heart, and immediately shocked the surrounding disciples.

Lin Luo, has the potential to become a master of Dan Dao?

This is too scary!

It should be noted that in the entire Chu Dynasty, there was only one master of Dan Dao.

A word from this person can affect the entire dynasty!

Lin Luo, is actually a hidden dragon-level genius with such potential?

For a time, everyone felt incredible.

Feng Ran stared at the flames in Lin Luo's palm. He was stunned for a moment, then remembered what the master said, and his body shook.

His master, who stepped into the realm of an earth-level alchemist with half a foot, was unable to train the fire control method to the legendary level, so he could not make a breakthrough.

From the master's mouth, Feng Ran knew how difficult this matter was.

Never thought that Lin Luo... actually reached such a state!

"No, it's impossible!"

Feng Ran was completely panicked.

His own fire control method is good, but it is different from the cloud and mud when compared with the legendary level.

The more he thought about it, the more angry he became. In the end, he was so angry that he spat out a mouthful of blood and passed out.

"This……"

Everyone looked at Feng Ran who fell to the ground upright, and all of them opened their mouths in astonishment.

"Hey, your heart is too bad!"

A deacon pouted, announced Lin Luo's victory, and lifted Feng Ran out of the ring.

...

The test is still going on.

Luo Yufei, Bai Ruxi, Zheng Ming, Liu Rulong and other top inner sect disciples of the third and fourth levels of True Qi seldom took action.

What is going on now is mainly the sparring between the first and second levels of infuriating energy.

After Cai Ji defeated Han Sha Nu, he rested for half an hour, and then challenged another warrior of the same rank.

After more than ten rounds of fighting, Cai Ji used fusion martial arts to knock his opponent out and win.

During this period, Lin Luo challenged other warriors, but no one dared to fight.

"He Fan, do you dare to fight me?" A young man who was at the third level of True Qi couldn't hold it any longer, and finally planned to take action.

"Why don't you dare!"

Another infuriating triple-level youth left his seat and stood on the ring.

"It's He Fan and Jiangyou. The two of them were in the top ten last year. I didn't expect the fight to start so soon this year. I'm really looking forward to it!" Some martial arts disciples pointed at the stage and talked a lot.

Lin Luo looked towards the ring.

He really wanted to know how the top ten last year were.

The young man known as "He Fan" is a metallic martial artist, holding a low-grade dragon spear of the mysterious order, waving it to tear the air, making a sharp sound.

A faint golden gas mark swept out from the tip of the dragon spear, making the void turbulent and powerful.

As for the other young man known as "Jianyou", he was a wood-type martial artist with a long breath. He held a sharp sword, and his energy ripped apart the sky while dancing, leaving a light blue sword mark.

Both of them are very powerful. They have both practiced several Xuan-level martial arts to the peak of their minor achievements. They are also blessed with low-level Xuan-level weapons. With a single blow, they can explode a power of more than 7,000 kilograms.

In the face of this explosive force, in a few moves, the true qi second-level martial artist will be defeated.

"So strong, worthy of being a veteran inner door master!"

Cai Ji murmured.

In the case of using fusion martial arts, he can only burst into the power of 8,000 jin. Although it is slightly stronger than He Fan and Jiangyou, he cannot fight for a long time.

If he really faced these two, his odds of winning were less than 30%.

Lin Luo saw that he was worried and said, "Don't worry, your strength is not bad. What you lack is only the realm of cultivation. If you are also at the third level of True Qi, you will definitely be able to break into the top ten."

Cai Ji felt that what he said was reasonable and nodded.

In the arena, He Fan and Jiangyou have fought for thirty rounds, but there is no winner.

"He Fan, how about one move to determine the outcome?" Jiang Yu asked out of breath.

"That's what I mean!" He Fan nodded, "Look at the move, the gun shoots like a dragon!"

As soon as the words fell, the dragon spear in his hand burst into a dazzling radiance, and the whole person seemed to be transformed into a long spear with a cold radiance.

Jiang Yu held a long sword in his hand and laughed loudly: "Good job, eat my sword!"

He held the sword and slashed down, and the cyan sword qi spurted out from the blade, slashing down in a half-moon shape.

In mid-air, the sword and the gun collided.

"boom!"

A muffled sound.

The blue and gold air waves raged out, overlapping into a huge wave, and the two masters were shaken and flew out, and the corners of their mouths were overflowing with blood at the same time.

In this battle, they were tied.

"Hahaha, give in!"

"Acceptance!"

The two cherished each other, clasped fists with each other, and sat back to their respective positions.

After them, two more True Qi triple warriors came on stage to fight.

...

"Luo Yufei, I heard that over the past year, you have been practicing swordsmanship hard, and you have grown a lot. Do you dare to fight me?"

A loud voice sounded.

This person has thick eyebrows and big eyes, broad shoulders and round waist, a pair of fists as huge as the mouth of a bowl, and the whole body is black, like cast iron, giving people a feeling of indestructibility.

"Iron Fist Zhou Jiang!"

Luo Yufei narrowed her beautiful eyes.

Last year, she was defeated by this person and missed the top ten.

"Senior Sister Luo, Wu Yu supports you!"

Wu Yu waved a small fist to cheer Luo Yufei.

Luo Yufei just tapped her chin and didn't speak.

The two sides took the stage and looked at each other from a distance of fifty feet.

Zhou Jiang's fists collided, making a sound of gold and iron knocking.

His natural fists are as hard as iron. After embarking on the road of cultivation, he has practiced hard for many years, and the hardness of his fists is even more terrifying than Xuanbing.

In addition, after practicing a boxing technique, his strength is very terrifying, and he even won the top five in the inner door competition last year.

"Luo Yufei, although you are a woman, I will not pity Xiangxiyu."

Zhou Jiang grinned, his eyes shining brightly.

For his words, Luo Yufei chose to respond with sword energy.

In the void, a sharp sword qi slashed down and slashed at Zhou Jiang's iron fist at an extremely fast speed.

The crisp sound spread, accompanied by sparks.

The domineering power from the sword qi knocked him back a few steps.

"What a strong sword energy, your strength has indeed improved a lot." Zhou Jiang put aside his contempt, kicked his legs vigorously, like a bull ramming, and came to Luo Yufei in the blink of an eye.

He raised his fists, infuriated, and slammed down with a "whoosh".

Luo Yufei's expression remained unchanged, and she held the sword "Water Mirror Moonlight" in front of her to resist.

But she still seemed to underestimate Zhou Jiang's strength, and she was so shocked that her mouth went numb, and she retreated again and again.

"Beat me!"

Zhou Jiang threw his punches again and again, and each blow contained 5,000 jins of power. Although he was not as good as He Fan and Jiang Yu, his punches were extremely fast. In the blink of an eye, he punched seven or eight punches.

In the face of the storm-like blow, Luo Yufei waved his hand lightly, slashing out a waterfall of sword energy.

"Tear!"

The sword qi was shattered by the dense iron fist and turned into countless fragments.