Chapter 118: The King of Fist Intent

When Zong Rui saw it, he immediately exclaimed: "Senior Brother Lin, those people are taking advantage of you......

Lin laughed wildly and said nothing: "It's not that simple to take advantage. It's easy to lose. Wait a minute, they'll know what it means to take advantage of a small advantage and suffer a big loss!"

With that, Lin Mad continued to lead people to climb the tower.

Seeing that Lin Mad climbed to the fifteenth floor like a rocket, Fu Mingbo gritted his teeth and picked up the guqin again, wanting to lead people to the twelfth floor.

But this time, Fu Mingbo's strength finally reached the limit, and he had no way to continue climbing, so he fell from the eleventh floor, and even the disciples of the Qingyun Sect beside him also fell to the first layer.

Fu Mingbo gritted his teeth and said, "It's just an accident! This time, I will play the music again, and I must take you to the eighteenth floor...... Hmm?!What about people?!"

Fu Ming Bohuo turned around, and was dumbfounded.

The disciples who were still following him had already run away at this time. These people actually chose to take the path that Lin Crazy walked.

Fu Mingbo was furious: "Damn...... He's just a humble man, what's so good! You give it to me...... Get me down!"

Fu Mingbo snorted and slammed the guqin, and a sound wave immediately swept up the fifteenth layer of Lin Madness.

The sound wave is formless, but it is as sharp as a blade. One of the bucket arches in the corner of the tower was touched by the sound wave and immediately broke in two. The fracture is as bright as a mirror.

Lin Mad smiled faintly: "What's so great about playing the piano? Lao Tzu will also ...... Master of Rhythm!"

As he spoke, Lin Mad flicked his hand, and the power of the gluttonous martial soul flashed away, and immediately bounced back the sound wave.

The sound wave fell back to the first layer, grazing Fu Mingbo's shoulder and falling to the ground, leaving a deep depression.

Fu Mingbo was completely dumbfounded, and almost lost the fighting spirit to climb the stairs.

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Outside the martial hall, above the stands, Sheng Sheng watched with relish: "Interesting and interesting." In previous years, the Martial Palace Contest was not interesting, but this year's Martial Hall Contest was the most interesting! Hahaha! This Lin Mad is really extraordinary, there is a forbidden power on the tower, and he can actually regard the forbidden power as nothing!"

Zuo Xiang smiled faintly, but his eyes fell on Fu Mingbo. Then, Zuo Xianggou slowly shook his head.

He did instruct Fu Mingbo at the beginning, but he did not accept Fu Mingbo as a disciple. And now, seeing what Fu Mingbo did, Gou Yuyue was really disappointed.

Cannibalism and falling into the well are the most shameless and contemptuous of Gou Yue.

Sheng Derivation is still commenting: "Lin Huiyuan is really good. He single-handedly led so many people to the tower. Hehe, there are only a hundred symbols at the peak of the tower, and no one knows that those symbols are not tokens, but fist intent! People who get these hundred fist intent can re-condense their fist intent, and even supplement their own fist intent more completely!"

"However, only one of these hundred fist intent is the king of fist intent. It's more terrifying than any other punch! It's just hard to get. In the past, although there were 100 signs, only 99 people completed the Martial Hall Competition. But this year, ......"

"It's up to him!"

Lin Mad didn't know what the King of Fist Intent was, but Lin Mad knew at least a little. He had already led the disciples of the Qingyun Sect to the eighteenth floor and came to the very top of the tower!

Lin Mad looked down condescendingly, and everyone else was struggling to climb upward. However, some people are continuing to move up on the path that Lin Mad has walked, and these people are much more relaxed.

Not only that, Lin Mad also saw that there were actually people from the Heavenly Sword Gate among them. Obviously, the sign written by Lin Mad was not taken seriously by the people of the Heavenly Sword Gate.

Lin Mad glanced at it again, and even Fu Mingbo was among them. At this time, Fu Mingbo overcame all obstacles and actually arrived at the twelfth floor.

Seeing Lin Mad's gaze, Fu Mingbo smiled proudly: "Lin Mad, you do have some ability. But the path you've worked so hard to open up will end up being nothing more than making a wedding dress for someone else, and it will help me get to the eighteenth floor!"

Lin Madness laughed: "Take advantage of a small advantage and suffer a big loss." Didn't your father tell you when I was a kid? Do you think the path I've traveled is so easy? If so...... I'm sorry. You'd better go back to the ground and continue to eat dust!"

Lin Madness laughed, and suddenly frantically ran the gluttonous martial spirit.

The shadow of the gluttonous young beast suddenly appeared, and it roared to the sky.

At the same time, an incomparably huge pressure was also released from Lin Mad and descended in an instant.

Fang Cai Lin Mad went all the way upstairs and devoured all the forbidden power with his gluttonous martial soul. And now, Lin Mad once again used the gluttonous martial soul to release all the forbidden power!

At this time, the forbidden power in the tower had partially recovered, and now Lin Mad had returned all the forbidden power of Fang Cai. The two forces were superimposed, and the place where Lin Mad walked suddenly became even more terrifying, and the power of prohibition reached a terrifying level.

A martial artist at the peak of soul shaping had just ascended to the first layer, and suddenly felt his body sink, and then fell heavily to the ground.

A martial artist of the Huayuan realm finally came to the tenth layer, and was about to rest for a while, when he suddenly felt a distance descending from above. The next moment, this Transformation Martial Artist fell from the tenth layer.

Fu Mingbo came to the twelfth floor at this time, and he was complacent, when he suddenly noticed that the forbidden power around him had increased tenfold.

"What's going on...... Why did the pressure here suddenly become so great!" Fu Mingbo exclaimed, his body was unstable, and he immediately fell. Fu Mingbo looked at Lin Mad at the peak of the tower, but he could only see a little bit of plausibility and a sarcastic smile on Lin Maan's face.

"No...... No!" Fu Mingbo exclaimed, "I can't lose! I'm going to climb the eighteenth floor! I'm going to climb the tower and get the sign." I'm going to get the ranking of the Martial Arts Competition!ahh......hh

With a scream, Fu Mingbo finally fell from the eighteenth floor to the ground.

The warriors who were still struggling to climb the stairs suddenly turned on their backs, and many of them fell down and fell to the ground extremely miserable. There was still a sea of people at Lin Mad's feet, but now it was empty.

For those who had climbed the stairs had fallen to the ground.

"I told you not to take advantage of it. Taking advantage is a loss, do you understand it!"

Lin Mad sighed, shook his head and said, "You guys can do it for yourself! As for us, we have to clear the customs!"

As he spoke, Lin Mad turned to look at the roof of the building.

This is already the pinnacle of the tower, and it stands to reason that this place should be a sign of victory. But Lin Mad didn't see anything.

The others were also full of puzzlement.

"Alas, it's good that Gule Mountain is here. He knows the rules of the Martial Palace, but we don't know anything. I don't know where the sign is?"

Lin Mad was puzzled, and suddenly heard Chen Wuxin say, "I saw it!

Lin turned around in surprise, only to see that the place that Chen Wuxin was pointing at was empty.

Lin was stunned and suddenly understood.

"That's right. Chen Wuxin is a blind man, and his practice of Heart Sword Flow Martial Arts is to see things with the eyes of the heart. So, things here are not visible to the naked eye, but only to be seen with the mind, or not to be seen with the eyes, but to be sensed by the breath. That's right!"

Lin Mad tried to run the Gang Qi, and sure enough, he sensed some seemingly non-existent existences.

Zong Ruizhi also ran his anger and grabbed it in the air. The next moment, a chess piece appeared in Zong Ruizhi's hand.

"Sure enough, this is the final sign! Holding this thing will allow you to pass the second stage of the Martial Palace Competition!"

Zong Ruizhi was ecstatic. And the other inner disciples also imitated Zong Ruizhi's movements one after another and began to look around.

Lin Mad was about to make a move, but he saw that Chen Wuxin's expression was a little weird.

Lin Mad couldn't help but ask, "Old Chen...... Well, Xiaochen, what are you looking at?"

Chen Wuxin pointed to the top of his head.

Lin asked in surprise, "Is there something on the top of the head?"

Chen Wuxin nodded fiercely and said, "Yes." I can see it. However, I couldn't get up. My mind can see the intricate forces above. The pressure was too strong for me to get on......!

Chen Wuxin looked around and said, "There are only ninety-nine signs here!The hundredth sign...... On it!"

Lin Mad instantly narrowed his gaze.