Fantasy: Plundering Opportunities, Leaving The Protagonist With Nowhere To Go

He glanced at the other party lightly, but there was no anger in his eyes that Lu Fan had expected to be offended. Instead, he caught a trace of imperceptible contempt in her clear eyes.

Making trouble?

Who is afraid!

He is no longer what he used to be.

Having broken through the Transcendent Realm and obtained the inheritance from the Master of the Sword Palace, no matter in terms of identity or status, he is no longer just a cat or a dog.

Right now he,

The future is promising!

At this moment, Sun Aotian took two steps forward and cupped his hands.

"Although junior brother has good talent, a person's strength does not depend solely on talent."

"Senior brother, I dare to ask, do you dare to compete with me?"

"If senior brother is lucky enough to defeat junior brother, then junior brother will not be qualified for the position of master of the Sword Hall today."

"Whenever you can defeat senior brother, that's when you will inherit the position of the master of the Sword Palace."

"Why don't you say anything? Is it because you feel that you can't practice well and are afraid?"

Hearing this, Lin Ming had not yet spoken, and the Supreme Elder said hurriedly.

"Lin Ming has not touched the artistic conception and is invincible. It is unfair for you to challenge him now!"

Unexpectedly, as soon as he finished speaking, Lin Ming said loudly: "Challenge me? Yes, as you wish!"

The Supreme Elder: "..."

When the other hall masters saw Lin Ming agreeing to the competition, they all shook their heads, with obvious contempt in their eyes.

In their view, Lin Ming had already proven that he was talented enough to inherit the Sword Palace by breaking into the Transcendent Realm before he was twenty.

Now, we just need to wait for the arrangement of the Supreme Elder.

However, he actually agreed to compete with Sun Aotian!

Who is Sun Aotian?

A being who has touched the gun mind, and the two of them competed, wouldn't it be easy to crush Lin Ming?

The idea of ​​being confused and too young coincided with the appearance of other elders.

Originally, according to the information they received, Lin Ming was a young and mature person.

But I didn't expect that after receiving the inheritance, it would actually expand.

moment,

Everyone makes some space.

Lin Ming and Sun Aotian were on one side and looking at each other.

At the same time, a cold wind began to pick up, and a damp smell floated in the air.

There were more and more dark clouds gathering above my head. The clouds looked dark and heavy, as if they were weighted down by lead weights in the low sky, rolling endlessly.

Sun Aotian was dressed in white, holding a luxurious spear in his hand, and had a delicate face, giving him the impression of Changshan Zhao Zilong alive.

"Tianxuanmen, Sun Aotian, has been practicing spear for fifteen years."

In the crowd, Lu Fan grinned: "It's better to lose both sides, no, to kill that bastard Lin Ming!"

"Tian Xuan Sect, Lin Ming, has been practicing swordsmanship for less than five years."

Lin Ming patted the ordinary sword on his waist, stuck out his tongue and licked his lips.

He originally wanted to say that sword practice should not last more than half a month, but he thought it would be too pretentious to say so.

So, choose to be low-key.

At this time, Lin Ming had a half-smile on his face.

Sun Aotian frowned, but still raised the spear in his hand and made a shooting gesture.

With a long gun in hand, you are full of confidence!

Sun Aotian did not hesitate, and suddenly swung his spear and stabbed Lin Ming.

"coming!"

"This is Senior Brother Sun's Swift Wind Spear Technique. The spear shoots out like a dragon, with terrifying momentum!"

"Looking at the momentum, it turns out that it has reached the level of Basic Accomplishment of Spear Skills. It's really awesome!"

Outside the circle, the knowledgeable disciples could not help but marvel when they saw this shot. Other disciples heard the popular science and immediately heard bursts of exclamations.

“I don’t know how Lin Ming can resolve this shot!”

Many people turned their attention to Lin Ming, hoping to perform well and hoping that the opponent would be defeated with one shot.

However.

A scene that they never expected appeared.

He saw that Lin Ming was lying half-down in the face of the blast of cold light, as if he was motionless on the spot, as if he was waiting to die.

Lin Ming originally planned to strike first and attack the opponent directly without any moral ethics.

But, he suddenly had an idea.

That is to test the gap between yourself and the geniuses in this world.

So, he let go of the sword, and when the gun was only a short distance away from him, he stepped a little and easily dodged the shot.

Um?

Seeing that his shot was easily dodged, Sun Aotian felt an inexplicable sense of depression.

This guy named Lin Ming is very powerful!

A low wind whistled, blowing everyone's clothes and making a hunting sound.

The fight between the two broke out instantly.

The spear in Sun Aotian's hand kept firing out, making a sonic boom.

Extremely fast, he can stab five swords in the blink of an eye!

Everyone watching from the outside felt their scalps numb.

With this kind of shooting, if you are not careful, you will be stabbed to death instantly.

Sun Aotian's gun attack was as continuous as a violent storm.

But Lin Ming just put his left hand behind his back and held the sword in one hand, blocking easily.

With the inheritance of the master of the Sword Palace, he has too much experience in fighting enemies.

"Just now, you dare to stop me from becoming the master of the Sword Palace?"

"Is this Sect Dao Child?"

“What a disappointment!”

Lin Ming dodged a shot, tilted his head, looked at Sun Aotian who kept firing, and sneered.