On the field, the two disciples fought, and they were the children of Buddhism and the family.

The realm of the two is not low, they are both fourth-grade intermediate realms, and in the battle, it is also difficult to separate.

Suddenly, I saw the little monk shouting violently, and the sky was full of golden light, and there was a thousand feet of Buddha light behind him.

The golden light was shocking, and everyone's hearts suddenly felt purified, and there were no distracting thoughts.

This light!

Lin Zhe suddenly sounded, and the nameless old man took out the artifact broken bowl that he had taken out to deal with the dustless monarch.

It is the same as this light, but it is more intense, but it is revered as a treasure by the abbot of no anger.

This is the unique practice of Buddhism

Time was passing, and finally, when the sun was about to set, it fell to Lin Zhe.

On the viewing platform, the bigwigs of various sects were staring at Lin Zhe on the stage.

They all want to know what the state of the children who have been recruited by a few big people is.

But offstage, it's not.

Lin Zhe was fighting against a disciple of a family.

He didn't seem to know Lin Zhe's identity, and when he came to the stage and saw that he was just a ten-year-old child, he couldn't help but change his face.

"Why are there still children, how did the Xiao family arrange it, don't you look down on my Nangong family?"

The host of the Xiao family sneered and said, "Don't worry, people are the unparalleled conference that they enter through the normal way, if you think that my Xiao family can't look down on you, you can knock him down." ”

After that, he turned around and walked away, and on the field, only Lin Zhe and Nangong Liuyun were left.

"Although my Nangong family has declined in the past few years, it's not something you can bully!" Nangong Liuyun looked displeased.

"Come on, boy, I'm not going to show mercy. ”

"Neither will I. Lin Zhe said coldly.

The next moment, it's a shot.

Lin Zhe did not release his momentum.

He also needs to hide his strength.

Bang!

Lin Zhe was extremely fast and swung his fists up.

Wow!

After a commotion.

Offstage, everyone was silent.

Because Lin Zhe just punched Nangong Liuyun off the martial arts platform.

Without the slightest dragging of mud and water, because it is completely unnecessary.

As for whether Nangong Liuyun is dead or alive, Lin Zhe doesn't bother to look at it, anyway, the winner has been decided.

"It's terrifying!"

"He, is he really only ten years old?" said some of the monks, whose faces were full of horror, as if they were on stage.

Lin Zhe's thin back gradually walked down from the martial arts stage, and people gave way one after another, for fear that they would become the next Nangong Liuyun.

"He hasn't even unleashed his momentum!" someone said.

"No, I can't feel his momentum at all, that punch is just a simple punch. Someone recalled what happened and sighed.

"No, there is a golden light on his right arm, have you noticed? ”

"Oh yes!" agreed.

"But he didn't release his momentum, that is, he didn't use spiritual power, and he didn't use exercises, is it just a punch of the flesh?"

"Impossible, that kid is only ten years old, how can he be so strong in the flesh?"

"But he didn't release his momentum, could it be that he has a magic weapon to hide his momentum. ”

"It's possible!"

Everyone talked about it, some people said that he had a magic weapon to hide his momentum, and some people said that he was strong in the flesh.

Lin Zhe listened to it in his ears, but he didn't care, he had to have the demeanor of a master.

As it turned out, this forced him to pretend well.

On the viewing platform, the elders and sect masters of all the sects were already dumbfounded.

Even the abbot was full of emotion.

I remembered that when they dissected Lin Zhe that day, it was only three months ago, and at that time, Lin Zhe was just a second-rank peak monk, and in the blink of an eye, he was so strong that he knocked down a fourth-rank beginner monk with one punch.

This shows that he has surpassed one great realm of the four grades, and there may be more than one great realm.

Several seniors who knew Lin Zhe looked at each other and smiled, the divine body really deserved its name!

They naturally saw that golden yellow light, until it was Lin Zhe's divine body body that came into play, but they didn't expect that so soon, his body had already advanced.

When will it become a green deity?

A strange thought arose in the hearts of the seniors.

"This son is really powerful, worthy of being the one that several seniors are competing for!" Xiao Chun said with a smile.

The abbot of Wuzhi and Xinghuo Zhenjun are also his predecessors, and there is nothing wrong with saying this.

Several seniors also smiled, they all knew Lin Zhe's divine body, but this matter should not be publicized, and they could only laugh.

"Elder Lin is the key cultivation object of my Tianshan Sect, his strength should not be underestimated, and the sect master is also very optimistic about him, otherwise how could he become Elder Ling Feng at a young age. Elder Xingfeng's face was full of glory, as if his disciple had won.

"The future is limitless!" everyone praised, but everyone had different thoughts hidden in their hearts.

"Ming'er, be careful of Lin Zhe, this kid has good strength. Secretly, Xiao Chun and Xiao Ming said.

Everyone else is the same, even the abbot of Wuzhi, and they all secretly instructed his little novice to be cautious with Lin Zhe.

And on this stage, the patriarch of the Nangong family had a look of displeasure, that Nangong Liuyun was his son, although he deserved to be knocked down if he was not good at learning and art, but he didn't have a good face if he lost.

And he was knocked down by a ten-year-old child, and the key was that he hadn't used any exercises and aura.

This is a shame for the Nangong family!

The sunset will soon set, and under the moonlit sky, after the host of the Xiao family releases the list of tomorrow's matches, today's Wushuang Conference will be over.

There were a total of 190 contestants, and with so many disciples, it was natural that they couldn't finish the fight on the first day, so there was no Lin Zhe on the second day.

Tomorrow, let's go to the market again!

Lin Zhe was a little distressed, he spent a lot of time and spirit stones collecting those materials, he was supposed to make his own resurrection array, but he used it all up on the Immortal Slashing Sword.

I'll have to go back tomorrow to collect.

What a ruined immortal sword!

You're a loser!

Suddenly, a voice appeared in Lin Zhe's head.

Who is it!

Lin Zhe looked dazed, that feeling was not like the transmission of divine consciousness, but the voice from his own heart, which was born in his own head.

For a long time, the voice never appeared again.

I'm not going to be schizophrenic!

Lin Zhe patted his head, if it was really schizophrenia, it would be a disaster, what the monk was most afraid of was schizophrenia, especially when he crossed the tribulation, maybe there would be demons in his heart, and in this case, it was very likely that he would die directly.

No, how could I be schizophrenic!

It must have been overthinking.

Lin Zhe stroked his chest and comforted himself.

At this moment, an old man appeared as if he had stepped through the void.

Honest expression, rich body shape.

"What is schizophrenia?" the voice appeared in Lin Zhe's head again.

Lin Zhe glanced at the old man in front of him, could it be that he said it.

"Don't look at it, that's what I said, I'm the Sword Spirit of the Immortal Slashing Sword!"