Chapter 112: Crossing the Thunder Tribulation

"What are you sleeping, get up and watch the battle between the strongest freshman and the Kunlun faction on the first day!"

"Get me a spot first, and I'll be there later."

"Don't eat it, take the breakfast into the stands and eat it, and when you're done, the good seats will be snatched up."

Lin Xiu, who was sleepy-eyed, rubbed his eyes, yawned, and was woken up, which was really a little unhappy.

"Hey, it's hot."

As he spoke, his hand touched his chest, the soft and fragrant touch, like touching static electricity, and he hurriedly retracted his hand.

Looking at it, a delicate little face is buried in the chest, even breathing, a seductive little mouth, and snow-white skin.....

I'll go, it's really an animal, what do you think about early in the morning, people are just children, flowers in the arms of the motherland.

said that he was unwilling, but his lower body was a pillar of optimism......

Damn, seventeen or eighteen years old, who is not a pillar of optimus? Could it be that who didn't lift it early in the morning? Lifting but not firm? Firm but not ..... Ahem, it's far away.

Lin Xiu put away his lower body embarrassment, put on his clothes, and hurried to the competition venue.

The crowded competition field, even the stands are widened a lot, and the sunny weather gives people a comfortable mood.

"Boy, if you can win this game, the old man will give you a gift!"

Lin Xiu, who was lazy, shrugged his head, leaned his back against the test table, took a nap, and opened his eyes with a familiar voice in his ears.

"Old man Jiang, you haven't seen anyone in the past two days, and you also went to the inner gate to bring two disciples over, deliberately letting me pass and go to the foot of the mountain to farm?"

Lin Xiu smiled lightly, his tone was full of resentment, and he was dissatisfied.

"Huh? I didn't, I ..... when the tryouts started."

After the selection competition began, Old Man Jiang rushed to Qingshan City non-stop to rescue Yan Yanran and others in his private name, and he just returned to the Kunlun faction last night.

If you want to tell Lin Xiu, this kid, I'm afraid that it won't take a day to let all the people in the Kunlun faction know, so he can't be scolded and impeached?

"What are you going to do? You just go to the inner door and look for two inner door masters to deliberately make things difficult for me, right? ”

Lin Xiu pursed his lips, that's why Old Man Jiang is so boring, the competition of the outer disciples, even the inner disciples are involved, what is it like.

"Hey." Old man Jiang sighed heavily.

If there is something that cannot be said, only he can let the inner disciples participate in the outer disciple competition, whether it is the elder or the inner disciple.

In the whole faction, except for the head of the sect, who can break the rules and let the inner disciples participate in the competition of the outer disciples.

"Still sigh, forget it, for the sake of the elderly, I won't bother with you." Lin Xiu said generously.

Hearing the words in Old Man Jiang's ears, he changed a little, his face changed slightly, and he left with a displeased face.

It's not that I feel angry because of what Lin Xiu said, but because I can't explain it because I was framed, I feel uncomfortable.

"Outer Disciple Selection Competition, in the last game, Lin Xiu vs. Bai Ling! If there is no point on either side, then take the stage and begin. ”

The staff shouted.

The audience held their breath and set their eyes on Bai Ling and Lin Xiu, who were now known as the geniuses of the Kunlun faction.

The strongest freshman and the first day finally collided together, and it was still the kind that scored the winner or loser, and I was excited when I thought about it.

Bai Ling stepped onto the stage with an indifferent face, looking up at Caixia in the sky, squinting slightly, his eyes were full of longing.

Lin Xiu, who came to the stage with a chicken nest head, yawned and walked lazily on stage.

"I entered Kunlun at the age of four, read the Tao at the age of six, learned the sword technique of falling into the water at the age of eight, stepped into the early stage of the Taoist realm at the age of ten, and when I was eighteen years old, I reached the great consummation of the Taoist realm, and the sword moves and swordsmanship are countless, but after losing her, practice... What's the point. ”

Lin Xiu listened quietly to Bai Ling's story, and the one in her mouth should be the rabbit demon.

If Huang Yanting was also killed, I believe that Lin Xiu would also be very low, even if he didn't think of Lin Xiu now.

It's like chasing a dream all the time, the day dawns, the dream wakes up, and people spend the time they wake up in a daze.

"If I say that I only started cultivating half a year ago, would you believe me?" Lin Xiu smiled bitterly.

"Faith." Bai Ling said softly.

"When I started cultivating, it was the middle stage of the Dao Chang Realm, do you believe it?"

"I believe it too." Bai Ling said.

Two simple questions, like depth charges, were thrown into the stands, and the people who ate melons were stunned, half a year ago? Isn't it true that all the melon-eating people here are living on dogs?

When you start cultivating, you will go directly to the middle stage of the Daoist realm, what about you in the early stage? Snatched away?

The heroes glanced at each other sympathetically, and both of them showed a wry smile, God will not favor anyone, nor will it let those who work hard in vain.

"Kunlun faction, Bai Ling."

"Kunlun faction, Lin Xiu."

The two of them clasped their hands into fists, with a smile on the corner of their mouths, which was a confident smile and a sign of confidence.

"Senior Brother Bai Ling, please advise!"

Lin Xiu shouted loudly: "The sword is coming!" ”

The peach wood sword flew directly from the scabbard to Lin Xiu's hand, and the flying sword was many times more skilled than Xuanyuan Hao.

"Here comes the sword!"

Bai Ling leaned forward, and the peachwood sword flew into his hand, stabbing it with a sword, which was faster than when he fought against Shan Yang.

"Flexibility." Lin Xiu meditated silently in his heart, relaxed his body, and sensed every place.

The speed of the two of them can't be caught by the naked eye at all, and only a few people present can see the movements clearly.

The blades of the wind collided in all directions, slashing at the floor, an arm's width of a crack that stretched to the edge of the table.

didn't use any sword moves and swordsmanship, the strength of the fight was so strong, saying that Lin Xiu didn't shake Bilian and the melon-eating masses who couldn't do it, they all closed their mouths and stared at it with wide eyes.

"I want to ride the wind, and the sword will clear my heart."

Bai Ling's long voice floated on the test field, and the wind blades that collided randomly all attacked Lin Xiu, and the floating wind seemed to be controlled by Bai Ling.

Bang! With a loud bang, Lin Xiu took a few steps back before stopping, constantly panting, presumably Bai Ling, his face was not red or panting.

Compared with physical strength, Lin Xiu is determined to lose, but fortunately, he has been suppressing the realm of the talisman master, and with the help of the thunder tribulation, he can see if he can defeat Bai Ling.

"Senior Brother Bai Ling's sword moves are really powerful, they really can't be compared." Lin Xiu shook his head with a smile.

The melon-eating crowd in the stands looked at Lin Xiu puzzled, thinking to themselves, is this admitting defeat? It's only been a few minutes since he played, and he hasn't lasted long yet.

"Just show me what cards you have." Bai Ling looked at Lin Xiu expectantly.

Boom - a thunderclap came out, and the originally clear sky was instantly covered with dark clouds.

I thought it was a warlock's thunder method, but the momentum was not like it at all, much stronger than Zhu Jinhui's thunder method.

"Tragedy?"

Bai Ling's heart was full of confusion, he only crossed the tribulation on the test field, did he want to fail the tribulation?

I saw Lin Xiu holding a peachwood sword in his hand, looking at him with a smile, the sharp sword blade swept away, and the crescent-shaped sword qi forced Bai Ling back.

"Boom!" A thunderbolt struck the sky, smashing the ground into pitch black, and in the deep pit, there was a trace of power grids.

"The Talisman Master's Thunder Tribulation, compared to the Taoist Realm Breakthrough, how does it taste?" Lin Xiu's cunning eyes glanced at Bai Ling, and with the help of soft strength, he circled around the stage.....