Chapter Forty-Eight: Fighting Ji Ling Again

early morning

Lin Fan walked out of the dormitory and imprinted a touch of sunshine

Stepping out, the figure was like a streamer, and walked towards the martial arts field.

Tournament Arena.

Rumble!

With a loud bang, a white-robed disciple flew out violently, and the bombardment directly broke a deep nest on the boulder, which was enough to find out how much strength the person who knocked him away used.

"Senior Brother Huang, you lost, hahahahahaha!" The dust fell, and a man in a dark blue robe appeared in front of everyone, holding a long sword against the half-kneeling man in white robe.

"Senior Brother Ji's strength is unparalleled, Senior Brother I naturally can't defeat it, cough ...... Cough. "The white-robed man's body was dusty and mottled with blood, so it wasn't bleak.

The gray-robed man is Ji Ling.

After being complimented by the white-robed man, Ji Ling's heart swelled even more, and he immediately said loudly: "I, Ji Ling, have never been afraid of other people's challenges, so there are still people who want to challenge now! ”

"Then I'll come. ”

Under the stage, Lin Fan walked in front of the people and said to the upright and high-spirited Ji Ling.

Ji Ling's face darkened

"Who did I say, it turned out to be Senior Brother Lin, but no one should save you this time. Ji Ling said gloomily.

"Of course not. Lin Fan jumped forward, and his figure had already appeared on the competition platform, facing Ji Ling, who was gloomy at the moment.

Ji Ling raised his hand, and suddenly a great vitality gathered.

"That junior brother, don't blame my subordinates for being ruthless!"

A large stream of vitality that had just surged suddenly formed a palm shape, and suddenly a suction force familiar to Lin Fan was generated

"Senior Brother Lin, you often come to Senior Brother and my stunt, I know that you have been promoted, but you will not escape defeat today!"

"It's too wild!" Ji Ling roared fiercely.

The palm gang suddenly condensed, the desolate power was highlighted, and the huge palm gang seemed to have found its target and shot towards Lin Fan.

Under the great pressure, Lin Fan's face was solemn, and he immediately pulled out his long sword, pulled it out with the wind, and the invisible sword qi burst out, facing the palm gang.

Ji Ling's face also became solemn, and he had tried the power of the sword drawing style once last time.

It can be said that whether this sword can block Zhanggang or not will determine the outcome of this competition.

The other side

Lin Fan also had a solemn face, and the Dark Dao Ji Ling was much stronger.

This attack will actually give him an invisible pressure, compared to three months ago.

Ji Ling can now be said to have greatly increased his skills, and looking at Ji Ling's complexion, I am afraid that this move is not his hole card.

This made Lin Fan have to be careful.

Only this moment

Boom!

The palm gang and the sword qi suddenly collided.

The two collided with each other, but it was the power of the palm gang that broke through the barrier of the sword qi, and there was even residual power rushing towards Lin Fan.

Lin Fan suddenly raised his sword to slash off the remnants of the palm, and his face became cold, "The sword drawing style can't stop him, but his too wild palm seems to have a little other taste." ”

"Of course, there was indeed something else in his palm that had nearly tripled his power, but it seemed to have added a little Yuan Force. It's really interesting," said the spirit of the sea of knowledge.

Lin Fan had an epiphany, but the only thing that Ji Ling could resist with such an attack was the half-hung fast sword of the second stage of the Northern Darkness Sword Technique.

However, although it can resist, it is also limited. In the long run, he will be the one who loses.

"You can't lose. The spirit of the sea opened his mouth and said, "I can lend you the power as long as you need it." ”

"How to borrow. Lin Fan thought silently

Lin Fan Zhihai——

In the middle of the sea of knowledge, a man stood up, and the sky of consciousness formed by the sea of knowledge instantly seemed to be dyed with ink, and the overwhelming black air filled the sky.

The black qi gradually dyed the entire sea of consciousness black, and Lin Fan in the outside world gradually lost consciousness.

"Next, leave it to me. ”