Zhenwu Wei martial arts field.

The three-fold clay, which had been crushed nine times with iron, was as hard as iron and stone, and the two rows of iron shelves that were fifty meters long were covered with sharpened knives, guns, swords, and halberds.

The furious aura of slaughter permeated the entire martial arts arena.

Although it was already as cold as a knife, a mighty man wearing only cloth clothes and shorts was allowing two soldiers to hit his back with an iron rod as thick as a duck's egg.

The bronzed skin, struck by the iron rod, not only did not appear scarred, but even looked more solid.

"Open!"

With a deep sigh, the already solid skin swelled again, and the two strong iron rods that smashed on the skin were bounced out almost at the same time.

As for the two soldiers wielding iron rods, they covered the tiger's mouth of their left hand in pain, and drops of blood continued to flow down one after another.

"You two don't cultivate well, you don't have any strength at all, I want you to have a fart!" the mighty man scolded with great dissatisfaction.

The two soldiers immediately stood firm, and the hands they were holding quickly let go, as if they were begging for mercy in this posture.

"Fuck off, I'm out of sight and out of mind!" the mighty man snorted, and his eyes wandered around, looking at the soldiers who looked apprehensive, fearing that they would be chosen.

Just as he was about to speak, a subordinate announced: "My lord, just now Deputy Li ordered the envoy to pass the order, so that you can evaluate Lin Yong's second-class military pawn application tomorrow." ”

The mighty man snorted coldly: "Li Meng is also capable of this, if it weren't for the commander to stop him, I would have cleaned him up a long time ago!"

The three commanders of Qingyang Town, for the soldiers, it can be said that they are high. Now this mighty man said Li Meng so harshly, but no one dared to stand up and refute it.

"Deputy Li ordered that this is killing people with a knife!" a soldier with a delicate face walked out and said solemnly.

That Xue Zhan didn't say anything, just snorted coldly.

"My lord, are we going to surprise Deputy Commander Li!" the handsome-faced soldier asked.

Xue Zhan was noncommittal, but looked at the soldier with an expressionless face, and asked rhetorically: "In your eyes, is the competition assessment a tool for fighting spirit?"

"My lord, I ...... I ...... "The soldier only felt sweat coming out."

"Since I am allowed to take the assessment, then he will take me ten knives, if he can take it, everything is easy to say, if he can't take it, then he should not become a second-class soldier!"

"Over the years, the quality of second-class soldiers has been too low. ”

"My lord, my subordinates just heard that Lin Yong made a bet with Luo San, saying that he would definitely be able to take your ten swords and pass this assessment in one fell swoop. ”

Xue Zhan's eyebrows were raised, and a cold light flashed in his eyes: "Don't be ashamed!"

Several soldiers who were waiting around Xue Zhan all showed sarcasm on their faces. Although they were beaten by Xue Zhan all the time, they had a deep-rooted confidence in Xue Zhan.

Not to mention a newly promoted Quenching Yuan Realm Xiaocheng, even if it is an old Quenching Yuan Realm Xiaocheng martial artist, it is difficult to take Xue Zhan's ten swords.

Under Luo San's malicious spread, Lin Yong and Luo San's gambling game has spread throughout Qingyang Town!

Not only the Zhen Wuwei, but also the warriors from other parties are full of expectations for this excitement.

However, what these people are looking forward to is not whether Lin Yong can receive Xue Zhan's ten knives, but whether Lin Yong can receive a few knives!

In the eyes of many people, arranging for Xue Zhan to assess Lin Yong's second-class martial arts qualifications simply cut off Lin Yong's future.

Fortunately, Lin Yong didn't pay attention to these at this time. For Lin Yong, the most important thing for him now is how to resist Xue Zhan's ten swords.

Xue Zhan's hundred battle knives are ferocious and abnormal, and there is no second-class martial guard in Qingyang Town, who can receive his ten knives.

If his Flowing Fire Forging Body Fist reaches the seventh level, can he take Xue Zhan's ten swords?

The seventh-heavy Flowing Fire Forging Body Fist is an improvement compared to the sixth-heavy Flowing Fire Forging Body Fist, but it is not improved too much.

According to Lin Yong's estimation of Xue Zhan, this beast-like guy should have already surpassed the seventh realm of the Flowing Fire Forging Body Fist in terms of forging strength.

The thought in Lin Yong's heart surged, and an idea emerged. If he uses the Junfu card and averages Xue Zhan's hundred battle swords, will he ......

As soon as this idea popped up, the more Lin Yong thought about it, the more feasible he felt. Although he doesn't know the Hundred Battles Sword, he can easily find the Hundred Battles Knife Technique.

After all, this is one of the basic sword techniques of Zhen Wuwei, as long as it is a martial artist, you can exchange it for your own merit points.

Lin Yong, who had made up his mind, quickly came to the arsenal inside the Zhenwuwei and exchanged his only one hundred merit points for a hundred battle sword techniques.

When Lin Yong exchanged for the Hundred Battles Sword Technique, there were several martial arts officers present, and such a move naturally spread quickly.

Lin Yong didn't care about the discussion outside, he practiced one move at a time after he looked at the Hundred Battles Sword Technique.

"Lin Yong, what's the use of you practicing the Hundred Battle Sword at this time?" Yun Zaixi didn't know where it came from, and sincerely advised: "Don't think I'm harming you, from my point of view, you should give up this assessment." ”

"Xue Zhan's strength has long been almost at the late stage of the Quenching Yuan Realm, and the reason why he has been suppressing it is to make his foundation more solid. ”

"Once he becomes a first-class martial artist, then your second-class martial arts assessment will naturally be replaced, and you will only endure for some time at most. ”

Yun Zaixi's words seem to make a lot of sense at first glance.

If you can't beat it, you can dodge it, at least you don't have to suffer this immediate loss. But this kind of evasion not only made some people's minds succeed, but most importantly, they didn't know how long they would delay Lin Yong.

"I want to try, after all, as a martial artist, I can't live in the shadow of others forever. ”

"Then you have to be careful. Yun Zaixi sighed, and no longer persuaded him, so he had to remind: "Although Xue Zhan will not kill you, it is very likely that you will not be seriously injured." ”

Looking at the departing Yun Zaixi, Lin Yong shook his head, and he continued to practice a total of fifteen styles of the Hundred Battle Sword Technique.

Although there was no guidance from a famous teacher, with the help of the foundation laid by the Flowing Fire Forging Body Fist, Lin Yong still memorized the fifteen moves of the Hundred Battles Sword Method in two hours.

Opening the dialog box in his heart, Lin Yong found that his dialogue panel had changed a lot.

Level 1 energy: 8

Power: 0.8

Spirit: 0.4

Constitution: 0.5

Skill: The sixth weight of the Flowing Fire Forging Fist

The first weight of the Hundred Battles Sword Technique

An ordinary sword technique like the Hundred Battles Knife Technique, being able to skillfully memorize the changes in the sword technique, basically reaches the first level.

Lin Yong looked at the first hundred battles sword technique, and there was more and more an urge in his heart to quickly improve the level of his hundred battles sword technique.

But at the moment when he was about to practice, it suddenly occurred to him that he had raised the Hundred Battles Sword Technique to the second level, wouldn't he be improving Xue Zhan's combat effectiveness.

This kind of thing to improve the enemy's strength, he must not do!

A day flies!

In the early morning martial arts arena, not to mention the soldiers who gathered the town's martial guards early, even some warriors from Qingyang Town rushed over to see the excitement.

It's just that most of them want to see Xue Zhan's shot.

In Qingyang Town, Xue Zhan has the title of war madness, and many martial artists regard Xue Zhan as the goal of their efforts.

"Who is Lin Yong?"

"I heard that this Lin Yong was born in the small sect Lieyang Sect, and he is still an outer disciple. A few days ago, I was even more unlucky to draw the errand of pasting the soul charm to the ancient tomb in the west. ”

"That is, under the pressure of the cold air of the ancient tomb in the west, his cultivation broke through the Quenching Yuan Realm Xiaocheng. ”

"Is the cold air in the Xibi Ancient Tomb really having such a big effect?"

With these discussions, Lin Yong walked into the martial arts arena full of rough taste. And the first thing to greet him was Luo San's ill-intentioned smile.

"Ladies and gentlemen, Lin Yong is full of confidence in this assessment, if anyone thinks he can't pass, although he can gamble with him, he will not refuse. Luo San shouted at the top of his voice.

Luo San's instigation instantly attracted the attention of everyone present, and almost instantly, the eyes of many martial artists were filled with joy.

Who can't live with money!

After all, money means resources for cultivation and all kinds of enjoyment. Now this kind of obvious opportunity to pick up money, no one will dislike it.

Almost immediately, many people quickly raised the silver in their hands and said, "I bet that Lin Yong won't be able to pass the test." ”

"I'm the same!"

"Get out of the way for me, I also bet that Lin Yong won't be able to pass the test. ”

Yun Zaixi stood not far from Luo San, looking at the somewhat crazy martial artists around him, he said to Luo San with some anger: "You have already broken Lin Yong's taboo, why are you so hard now?"

Luo San didn't care about Yun Zaixi's accusations, he smiled and said, "I like it, what can Lin Yong do?"

While the two were talking, Lin Yong had already walked over. He smiled happily as he looked at the crowd rushing towards him with silver in hand.

Hehe, when did I become so popular, these people actually took the money and sent it to me, this ...... Isn't that too enthusiastic.

Immediately glanced at Luo San, suppressed his heart, and said helplessly: "Since you are so hearted, then register it." ”

Although the amount of silver invested by each person is not much, but the accumulation of small rivers and the gathering of these people's silver together is a huge number, which is still a considerable surprise.

Just as the martial arts arena was in chaos, a light cough sounded. The voice was not high, but it instantly spread to everyone's ears.

With this light cough, I saw a man who was not tall, but gave people a great sense of oppression, surrounded by several second-class soldiers, and walked out.

"I've seen the Commander!"

Almost instantly, all the warriors saluted respectfully.