Chapter 439: Lin Le, who walks shit luck

The dueling hall was full of wind and rain.

The huge river rose into the air, and then fell from the nine heavens, turning into a thousand water dragons and pounced on Xiao Mo.

Xiao Mo's expression changed greatly, the water dragon in front of him seemed to turn into a torrent and beat down, he had also seen the elders in the sect cast the magic array, although the power may be even greater, but when it comes to subtlety and momentum, it is far inferior to Lin Le's formation.

Under the repeated attacks of the magic circle, Rao is he has a set of medium-grade immortal armor to protect himself, and he feels more and more difficult.

His set of immortal armor, but the master spent a huge price to get it for him, with the defense of the immortal armor, even if the cultivators of the six realms of refining gods dared to fight, but now he did not have the confidence to face the attack of the magic circle again.

Xiao Mo's body retreated violently, and at the same time, the runes in his hands danced rapidly, and the golden runes converged in front of him, and then suddenly bloomed, emitting a dazzling light, and the golden runes turned into golden points of light in the sky, and then turned into thousands of golden light arrows, whistling towards the water dragon.

"Boom!"

The water dragon and the golden light arrow exploded together, and the mist in the sky covered the entire dueling hall again.

Just as Xiao Mo breathed a sigh of relief, in the mist, a purple light flickered, and a thunderbolt tore through the sky and fell with a bang.

In the thunder, mixed with a faint golden glow, it is full of incomparably powerful and irresistible momentum.

The lightning was too fast, Xiao Mo didn't have time to dodge at all, and in the horror, he could only urge the immortal armor on his body with all his strength, hoping to block the other party's thunderous blow.

"Bang!"

Xiao Mo's body was knocked high by lightning and smashed into the rocks behind him.

However, before Xiao Mo could react, a giant rock hand that had been ten zhang in size suddenly held up in the mountain rock, and held him in the palm of his hand.

The rock giant's hand shone with a glittering light, and the force restrained him, making him unable to move.

"Eleventh, Lin Lesheng!"

The clouds and mist dissipated, the mountains and fields retreated, and the dueling platform returned to its original appearance, leaving only the rock giant hand, and after ten breaths, seeing that Xiao Mo still could not get out of the rock giant hand, the referee announced the victory or defeat of the battle.

In the hall, thunderous applause rang out, and countless people called Lin Le's name.

Although the battle between the two was not as fierce as the others, it was unique and more exciting, and the huge water dragons and mountains and rocks were so immersive that many people were even shocked into a cold sweat.

"Hahahaha, I said a long time ago that this Lin Le is not a thing in the pool, right? this time his magic circle is more fluid and powerful than the last time he defeated the Tiger Roar Camp Camp Master, and he can definitely make it to the top ten. ”

"At a young age, he has such a powerful magic circle attainment, this son is indeed unlimited, but in this competition, his spiritual power realm is always a defect, when encountering an opponent like Xiao Mo whose own realm is not high, and only relying on external objects can win, but if he encounters a cultivator with strong spiritual power, he can break the skill with his strength, and the effect of his magic circle will be very limited. ”

"Hey, that's not necessarily, in this fight, Lin Le has only used the Offensive Dao Talisman once, which means that so far, his true strength has not been revealed, and I am looking forward to him. ”

There was a lot of discussion in the stands, and most of the audience were very optimistic about Lin Le, and in the monotonous Dao Fu confrontation fight, Lin Le's fighting style was particularly eye-catching.

On the last row of seats on the east side of the hall, Gao Tian Zhao and more than a dozen people from the Tiger Roaring Camp had gloomy faces, especially Gao Tian Zhao, his face could almost squeeze out water, he had personally fought with Lin Le, so he naturally knew the power of Lin Le's magic circle, and now Lin Le's proficiency in both the realm and the magic circle had been further improved, originally he wanted to find an opportunity to defeat Lin Le in person, but from the current situation, it was very rare for him to defeat Lin Le head-on.

"My lord, no matter how powerful Lin Le is, it is absolutely impossible for him to be Senior Brother Tang Ji's opponent, and the strong man who participated in the competition this time is like a cloud, just because he is a kid from the Second Realm of Refining Gods, how can he break into the top ten of the division?" ”

The first round ended quickly, with only 50 of the 100 eliminated players, and then the competition began again.

Lin Le's opponent in the second round was a cultivator man in the late stage of the Four Realms of God Refining, and his strength and equipment were worse than Xiao Mo before, so the competition ended quickly, and Lin Le successfully advanced again.

"What shit luck! What are the people in the gladiatorial arena doing? Letting two people with the worst strength compete against each other is completely a drain!" Seeing Lin Le advance again, Wang Han scolded angrily with an angry face.

However, in the next third round of the competition, Lin Le's luck once again made the people of the Tiger Roaring Camp jump and scold angrily, because of the twenty-five people competition, one person will have a bye and directly advance, and it is precisely Lin Le who has a bye.

Promoted to the fourth round, there were only thirteen people left after the competition, so Lin Le was only one step away from the top ten.

"This is not fair! The gladiatorial arena is definitely deliberate, how can a cultivator boy in the second realm of refining gods be able to pass three levels in a row?" The people of the Tiger Roar Camp were angry, if Lin Le entered the top ten and became the top 100 in the martial arts competition, it would not be good news for the Tiger Roar Camp, because the top 100 contestants would have rich rewards and the right to open the camp alone.

"I see that you group of people are pure jealousy, don't you know that luck is also part of strength? Maybe the next bye, Lin Le will be drawn, I believe he will definitely be able to rush into the top ten!" Next to the Tiger Roar Camp, a burly man couldn't help but retort, interrupting the shouting of everyone in the Tiger Roar Camp.

"Bold! Who are you? Dare to be rude to my tiger roaring camp!" Hearing the big man's sarcasm, Wang Han angrily reprimanded.

"What? You are only allowed to talk about others, and no one else is allowed to talk about you? Lao Tzu is just rude to you, do you also want to find that senior brother Raushzi to give me a memory that will never be forgotten?" said the burly man with a disdainful face.

Wang Han opened his mouth and wanted to scold angrily, but he saw a row of men sitting next to the burly man, all of whom were masters of the Six Realms of God Refining, and their aura was incomparably huge.

On the side, Gao Tian Zhao also showed a solemn look, his face flashed with anger, Gao Tian Zhao got up, squeezed out a smile and said to the burly man: "It turned out to be Brother Dao of the elite battalion, Brother Dao misunderstood, we will never be rude to Brother Dao." ”

Seeing that the burly man was actually a member of the elite battalion, Wang Han suddenly calmed down by three points, although his senior brother Tang Ji was powerful, but the strength of the elite battalion was not weak at all, not only were all masters of the six realms of refining gods, but all of them were experienced in a hundred battles, and the most important thing was that the elite battalion was extremely united, offending one was equivalent to offending a battalion, such a result was unbearable even if he was a disciple of the Xianmen.

The burly man snorted coldly and didn't speak, but the sneer of another man next to him sounded: "Heh, you are the camp leader of the Tiger Roar Battalion? No wonder you will be defeated at the hands of Lin Le, how can such a mind and strength be so strong? Has the current regular battalion also degenerated to such a point?"

The man's words were extremely polite, but Gao Tian Zhao didn't dare to refute, the elite battalion has supreme power in the big battalion, and it is the real core of the nine camps of the Immortal Demon Battlefield, even if it is an ordinary elite battalion soldier, his status is above that of the regular battalion master.

If the gap between the cannon fodder battalion and the regular battalion is a chasm, then the gap between the regular battalion and the elite battalion is a trench!

The third round ended quickly, and then moved on to the crucial fourth round, where Lin Le could beat his opponent and he would be able to break into the top 10.

His name soon sounded in the hall, and when he stepped up to the dueling platform, this time, his opponent was an acquaintance, it was none other than the Xianmen man who had begun to contemptuously mock the young cultivator.

"Hahahaha, God treats me Yu Kun well, the top ten Ben Shuai has already been decided!" When he learned that the opponent was Lin Le, the Xianmen man couldn't help laughing, for him, as long as he defeated Lin Le, the top ten were already a certainty.

Although Lin Le was very experienced in the first two games, Yu Kun did not take Lin Le in his eyes, he was not the two Dao cultivators of the Four Realms of God Refining, among the hundred contestants in the tenth duel hall, his spiritual power realm was second only to the two cultivators of the Six Realms of God Refining and the five cultivators of the peak of the Five Realms of God Refining, and with the immortal weapons on his body, even the first few cultivators with higher realms might not be his opponents.

In Kun's heart, he could at least rank in the top three of the tenth dueling hall.

Yu Kun looked at Lin Le and smiled contemptuously: "The magic circle of the Dao Gate is just some tricks that confuse people's ears, see how I break your magic circle, let you know that immortal cultivation is the real powerhouse!"

The whistle of the duel sounded, and Yu Kun immediately urged the immortal armor defense on his body, and at the same time, the long sword in his hand bloomed with a blue light, and from a distance of thousands of zhang, he slashed towards Lin Le in the air.

Yu Kun made up his mind not to let Lin Le easily arrange the magic circle, and now the only disadvantage to him is that the two of them are too far away from each other under the magic circle of the dueling platform, as long as he rushes to Lin Le's side, Lin Le will lose.

As for Lin Le's demon leopard battle pet, Yu Kun showed disdain, this demon leopard couldn't even break through Xiao Mo's immortal armor defense in front of him, and it didn't pose much threat to him.

The sword light slashed away, Lin Le was really forced to retreat, Yu Kun was overjoyed, turned a blind eye to Xiaoxing's attack, and rushed towards Lin Le with a meteor.

"Hahahaha, stinky boy, you can't set up a magic circle, I see what other means do you have? Where to escape!" In an instant, Yu Kun had already rushed into Lin Leqianzhang, and the long sword in his hand slashed out again like lightning.

Under Yu Kun's attack, Lin Le seemed to be in a hurry, and the demon leopard's frenzied attack tried to stop Yu Kun, but all this seemed powerless, and the distance between the two kept shrinking.

"Boy, admit defeat to me!" Yu Kun galloped in front of Lin Le, forced Lin Le to the corner of the dueling platform, and under Lin Le's avoidance, the long sword thundered down.

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