The surrounding Lingqi was restless, far away from Feng Bin. Su Che said silently in his heart.

There is only one explanation for this situation, the Lingqi in Feng Bin's body is more prosperous than the Lingqi around him, that is to say, there is an elixir in his body that has not been completely refined, and the Lingqi in the elixir is sometimes released and sometimes restrained, causing the Lingqi between heaven and earth to be stirred again and again, so that he is restless and unable to approach.

It took a few days to ascend from the first order of spiritual enlightenment to the third order, which ordinary spirit pills could not do.

Su Che thought for a moment, it was roughly the Great Gathering Spirit Pill or the Heqi Pill, but the two pills were almost the same, so it was impossible to distinguish just by looking at the realm.

However, judging from the power he can unleash flames, it should be the latter.

To put it bluntly, the Gathering Spirit Pill is a kind of elixir that forcibly exercises Yuan Qi to stabilize Qi Ding, thereby increasing the cultivation realm, although the elixir itself also has Lingqi, but it is not enough.

The Great Gathering Spirit Pill is more abundant than ordinary Lingqi, but the Lingqi in the elixir is difficult to control and is easy to disperse from the body.

As for the Heqi Pill, because the Lingqi is locked in the pill during refining, it will not be dispersed from the body after taking it, which can make the Yuan Qi stable and not collapse.

However, no matter what kind of elixir it is, such an improvement in the realm can be regarded as a seedling boost. It usually takes a long time to adapt and stabilize oneself by forcibly improving oneself.

Otherwise, the realm is sufficient, but the exercises are weak and weak.

In order to vent his anger, Feng Bin took the stage to make an appointment without a solid foundation, which was a bit reluctant.

However, this is an opportunity for Sucher.

Otherwise, Su Che would not have made a bet.

It's just that, although that being said, the gap between the two orders has to be considered, especially the threshold of the second order of spiritual enlightenment.

After thinking about it for a while, Su Che thought of a solution, and that was to be reckless.

Taking advantage of the fact that Feng Bin had not yet established a solid foundation, he exchanged tactics and fought with him, without giving him any time to react, so that he could still use his instinctive exercises below the second order of spiritual enlightenment.

Giving himself a chance in this way, as long as he gets into the fight, Su Che has a chance to win.

Otherwise, if it takes a long time, he will plant spiritual flowers all over the ground like Ma Qiucheng, and no matter how much Su Che struggles, he can only lose.

There was silence on the field for a moment, and then the wind blade exploded, thunder filled the ground, and the two started at almost the same time, kicking off the battle.

In an instant, the pressure brought by Jiang Jiumei just now dissipated, and the voice that had been suppressed for a long time spread.

"What's the matter, now that the purple mist thunder cloud gong has dispersed, do you believe it? You still questioned me just now, how can you say it now, look at this thunder light step, this... This.. What is this?!"

"What kind of physical art is this?!"

"This is Lei Guangbu?!"

On the field, Su Che's figure swayed and stunned everyone at the same time, his figure was not fast, and it could even be said to be a little slow.

Each time he would stay where he was for a short time, then take a momentary step, appear on the other side in a blink of an eye, then stop again, swing his spear in his hand, and strike again with great speed.

"What the hell is this?!"

The audience exploded in an instant, no matter how hard they tried, they could only see the strange figure of the pole flash, and in addition, the field was not peaceful.

With each pause, Su Che would shoot out a cloud of purple thunder mist, making the puffy clouds that shrouded the ring grow stronger and stronger.

Thunder stared at Feng Bin like a vicious wolf, and one lightning bolt after another was almost constant.

"Instantaneous!?"

I don't know who thought of something and shouted, and everyone woke up in an instant.

"Yes! Instantaneous! Thunder light step to the realm of refinement, skin, flesh, blood and bones are thunder, you can instantly move back and forth, in an instant!"

Teleportation.

and the Void Crossing Step or the Void Escape, these alchemists' body techniques that are almost known to everyone basically exist in rumors, and the closest to them is the instantaneous body technique.

However, although physical art is the easiest exercise to learn, it is the most difficult to advance.

At least, in the land of Kyushu, anyone who knows how to instantaneously has a very high reputation, not to mention Jingzhou, in the land of Suzhou, because there are no famous factions, the number of people who know how to instantaneously is almost negligible.

And today, the instantaneous technique actually appeared in this small ring, and the surprise was louder than seeing Leng Chan dance just now.

"This is not an instantaneous technique!" Jiang Jiumei, who was watching from the sidelines, opened her mouth to stop the restlessness.

Her cultivation has reached the fourth level of spiritual enlightenment, and the most important place in the realm of suppression lies in eyesight, and the most important reason why Su Che's thunder light phantom has reached a bottleneck is eyesight.

The improvement of eyesight has a relatively small impact on the Fa, but for the physical arts, there is a world of difference.

If you want to be promoted, the most important thing is your eyesight.

If there is no visual support, once the physical skills are improved, it is easy to appear like thunder, but the user himself can't see it, and it is no joke to go out and hit a tree or a corner and a wall.

However, although Jiang Jiumei could see it, Feng Bin couldn't do it.

Relying on the elixir to improve one's cultivation is like building a house first but not having a foundation, and eyesight is one of them.

"Drink!" Feng Binxiu's storm power was not afraid of thunder.

Compared with Thunder and Storm, the former is strong and the latter is smart, and Feng Bin can counterattack while dodging.

However, although the Storm Qi Blade that he shot again and again, although it seemed to hit Su Che, in a blink of an eye, that figure disappeared in place.

Feng Bin was puzzled, no matter how he looked at that figure, it was not fake, every time he made a move, he recognized Su Che's figure when he made a move, but the attack was in vain.

"Boom, boom!"

Caught off guard, Feng Bin watched Su Che get closer and closer, shot out with a sword, and landed on the phantom again, and was knocked back several steps before he could stop.

Su Che raised his spear, and the purple mist appeared again.

After a series of attacks failed, Feng Bin also found some way.

This time, he abandoned Su Che's figure and stabbed his sword into the purple mist.

"Come out for me!"

He shouted, and Su Che came out in response, the long sword was extremely sharp, and with a restless Qi blade, he easily cut through Su Che's right arm, and a touch of bright red sprinkled up.

However, as if Su Che hadn't seen it, the spear swept away with thunder.

"Bang!"

Although the shot was a little slower, Feng Bin couldn't dodge, and the heavy grip of the spear hit Feng Bin's chest.

In an instant, Feng Bin saw a pair of eyes that were as fierce as wolves.

"Warehouse!"

Feng Bin was knocked backwards, and at this moment, a long knife came out of nowhere, and the blade with flames struck Su Che's legs.

"Zheng!"

The flying sword soared into the air, slashed through a streamer, and fell directly less than a step behind Su Che.

"Boring!"

The two blades collided instantly, and an ice-blue flame rose from the blade, not only blocking the long knife, but also extinguishing all the flames on the blade.

"Huh!"

In an instant, everyone's eyes looked at Jiang Jiumei.

She stared at a disciple in front of her, and said sharply: "It's not a small courage, you dare to intervene in the fight on the stage?!"

"I—I didn't.."

"You didn't, you dare to say that the knife wasn't yours?!"

"That's me, it's my knife."

Jiang Jiumei raised her fist, and from a distance of two steps, she smashed down with a punch, and the disciple's chest suddenly sank, spurting out a large mouthful of blood, and he fell to the ground and fainted in an instant.

"Humph!"