After a passionate entanglement, Beth fell asleep in Lin Song's arms. Lin Song's eyes were clear, after the passion just now, Beth had already promised to give Lin Song a fund, and from tomorrow, Lin Song could continue to cultivate again.

The next night, Lin Song rented the basement of this room. Lin Song's eyes burned as he looked at the little liquid in the small bottle in front of him. If this thing is measured in the unit of measurement on the earth, I am afraid it can only be measured in grams. However, this little bit of liquid is the polar ice spring that he has been trying to pursue. Although the amount of liquid was small, it emitted an alarming cold, and the temperature of the entire basement dropped quite a bit.

Lin Song cautiously picked up the small bottle, this liquid was incredibly expensive, it actually cost two hundred gold coins, this was only for him to use in one cultivation. Without Beth's financial backing, he couldn't afford it anyway.

Lin Song poured this liquid into another large bottle, which contained three mashed Fruits of Light, which he had configured according to the proportion of his memory. The memory also said that if the fruit of light could be purified, impurities removed, and then mixed, the effect would be better. However, Lin Song did not have the strength to purify.

The two substances mixed together, and there was a rapid reaction, and the fruit of light in the large bottle changed into something like jelly, and it was bubbling non-stop.

Lin Song poured all the strange things in the big bottle into his mouth in one go, and then swallowed his stomach. A wave of coldness falls from the esophagus and quickly turns into energy and enters the body. According to the cultivation method in his mind, Lin Song began to absorb the energy in his body, transforming them into soul power and injecting them into the soul space. The soul flame in the space slowly brightened.

Day after day, three months have passed, Lin Song and Beth are still in love, Beth's financial support is also endless, and Lin Song's cultivation is also improving day by day, but the resentment and jealousy of the aristocratic youth in the academy towards Lin Song have also accumulated to the limit, like a volcano about to erupt.

On this day, Lin Song entered the soul space, only to see three clusters of vigorous pale red flames, the shape of the finished word burning, these three clusters of flames have now been cultivated to perfection, if you want to impact the middle stage of the disciple, you need to combine the three clusters of flames, which requires extremely strong soul power. It is not enough to rely on only two substances, the Polar Ice Fountain and the Fruit of Light.

Lin Song withdrew from the soul space and took out a slip of paper, on which were written the substances on this planet that could be used for cultivation. Except for the Polar Ice Fountain and the Fruit of Light, the rest of the materials are extremely rare, and money can't buy them. Lin Song sighed, unable to think of anything for a while.

Suddenly, there was a sound of hurried footsteps outside the door, "Are you there, honey?" was Beth's voice.

Lin Song opened the door, and Beth threw herself into Lin Song's arms, with an obvious trace of anxiety on her face.

"What's wrong?" Lin Song was slightly startled when he saw her expression, what he was most afraid of was Beth's sister Asimili.

"It's Berg......"

Hearing Berg's name, Lin Song's heart fell.

"Don't panic, baby! Lin Song gently stroked Beth's hair to comfort her.

"Berg, instigated by other noble children, wants to duel you, and is looking for you everywhere in the academy. ”

"It's okay, baby! I'm not afraid of him. ”

"But he's very good at swordsmanship!" said Beth's face with worry written all over her face.

"I'm also very powerful, don't you know?" Lin Song said with a smile.

Lin Song didn't lie, he had been insisting on cultivating since he discovered the effect of that Taoist health preservation, and now his body's strength, agility and coordination have greatly increased, and after he cultivated his soul, his senses were extremely keen, and his reaction ability was greatly enhanced. Although Berg was a few years older than him and taller than him, Lin Song was confident that he could defeat him.

Lin Song grabbed Beth's waist and swaggered in the aristocratic academy. Jealous gazes shot from everywhere, but Lin Song didn't seem to notice it in the slightest.

Berg and a few young nobles suddenly appeared to block the way.

"Boy, I'm going to duel you!" Berg was a tall man, a head taller than Lin Song.

"Whatever?" Lin Song shrugged his shoulders indifferently, and hugged Beth tighter with one arm.

Seeing Lin Song hugging Beth and the indifferent expression on his face, Berg's lungs were about to explode.

"I'm going to test my swordsmanship with you, and those who lose will quit the academy and get out of the Holy City. Berg pointed a finger at Lin Song's cheek.

Lin Song wanted to agree, but suddenly saw Berg's fingers in front of him, his eyes lit up, and he said slowly: "It's okay to compare swordsmanship, but I want to raise the bet." I won, I want your ring. ”

It turned out that when Berg pointed his finger at Lin Song's cheek, Lin Song suddenly felt that the ring on Berg's finger actually emitted a faint fluctuation of soul power. If you look closely, it turns out that the Berg ring is inlaid with a black stone the size of a soybean grain. If Lin Song remembered correctly, this thing was called a soul stone, and it was exactly what he was looking for on this planet, an extremely rare material to enhance soul power.

Soul stone is a special kind of ore, which naturally contains soul power, and is a very good cultivation material for soul cultivators. On some higher planets, soul stones can be used as currency for transactions between soul practitioners. The value is like the Warcraft crystal nucleus in the wizarding world and the spirit stone in the Xiuzhen world. This stone, mixed with the Polar Ice Fountain and the Fruit of Light, is the best material for impacting the intermediate master. It's really hard to find a place to break through the iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get it.

Berg was even more annoyed when he heard Lin Song's words, it turned out that this ring had a special meaning to him, a family heirloom. The emblem set on the ring is the coat of arms of his family, a token of the heir of the family. Lin Song's request for this ring with his family logo was an insult to him and an insult to his entire family.

"Alright!" Berg gritted his teeth and agreed, although the ring was important, he didn't think he would lose to the thin boy in front of him.

"If I win, I want your index finger so that you will never be able to wear the ring. Berg said viciously.

At this time, the whole academy was in a sensation, and the bet of a finger and a family token was even more eye-catching.

On the academy's swordsmanship training ground, Berg and Lin Song each held a long sword and confronted each other. There were a lot of people on the sidelines, and almost the entire academy students came to watch the game, after all, such bloody games and crazy bets were not easy to see in aristocratic circles.

"Ready, go!" The middle-aged nobleman who presided over the ball, a sword teacher, served as the referee of this competition.

Berg raised the long sword in his hand and slashed down, "Dang!" There was a loud sound, and Lin Song blocked it, but he was shocked back a step.

The long sword of this world, unlike the sword on the earth, is long and unusually wide, very suitable for chopping, a bit of an axe, but it is particularly heavy, with the appearance of thirty or forty catties. This weapon is suitable for charging and killing on the battlefield, and it requires a lot of strength. If Lin Song hadn't been practicing Taoist health skills, I'm afraid he wouldn't have been able to wield this long sword.

"Dangdang Dang!" Berg continued to attack, all of which were hard slashing moves, and he was consuming Lin Song's strength.

Lin Song retreated again and again, as if he was a little lacking in strength.

Almost all the students who watched the game were cheering loudly, they were all supporters of Berg, and this field was Berg's home stadium.

Only Charlie and Beth had worried expressions on their faces, and although Lin Song had repeatedly promised Beth that he would win, Beth still had no bottom in her heart.

"Well done Berg!"

"Well played, defeat this dirt bun. ”

Berg's supporters cheered loudly, but they didn't know that Berg was also shocked. Berg thought that Lin Song was a vulnerable opponent, so he came up and attacked with a fierce attack, expecting to defeat him in a few blows. Unexpectedly, Lin Song's strength was also very strong, although he was shocked back every time, but the force of the countershock also shook Berg's wrist painfully.

"This kid has some skills, no wonder he dares to agree to a duel with me. But if he thinks that I only have this ability, he is very wrong!" Berg sneered inwardly.

It turned out that Berg was the youngest son of the generalissimo of Rosso, and the generalissimo attached great importance to the martial arts practice of his children. Berg began to be trained in swordsmanship at an early age, and learned a set of very lethal swordsmanship. According to his ability, he can take the Templar examination and become a real knight, or even an officer. But he became infatuated with Beth, disobeyed his father's orders, and joined the noble academy. In fact, his swordsmanship is very powerful.

"Aha!" Berg suddenly roared, and his swordsmanship changed from a simple slash to a set of swordsmanship that was both offensive and defensive. "Chop, slash, stab, slash!" Berg's swordsmanship changes quickly, tigerly, and at the same time has extremely strong lethality, which is a set of practical swordsmanship on the real battlefield, not a showmanship.

Lin Song immediately showed that he was not supportive, and he did not dare to approach Berg again, so he could only wander around the periphery. However, the Daomen kung fu he practiced was good at defense, and although Berg's offensive was fierce, he was helpless against Lin Song's flexible dodge.

The onlookers saw that Lin Song was at a disadvantage, and shouted, "Hide and hide, what kind of hero!"

"Boy, don't be like a rabbit!

The swordsmanship instructor shook his head slightly, these two students were beyond his expectations, they were both good seedlings of swordsmanship, but now they were going to lose one. Although Lin Song is good, compared to Berg's fierce and powerful swordsmanship, he is bound to lose.

During the battle, Berg suddenly jumped forward, and rushed towards Lin Song with a sword. "Dang!" There was a loud sound, and Lin Song was hit by the huge impact and spun around half a circle. Berg backhanded, the long sword stabbed out from under the ribs, and stabbed at Lin Song's back, this move was very vicious and ruthless. Lin Song's back didn't have eyes, and it was impossible to resist Ben.

Seeing that the long sword was about to stab Lin Song, Beth couldn't help but scream in fright.

Suddenly, there was a sound, and Lin Song's long sword was reversed from his shoulder, and he used the sword to block the sword stabbed by Berg. This was a very clever move, as if there were eyes behind it, and even the onlookers of Berg exclaimed at the same time.

In fact, Lin Song is a soul cultivator, and he can use his soul to scan his soul in the fight, and there are no dead ends at all, just like the kung fu of the ancient martial arts master's listening to the wind and arguing device. No matter how insidious the enemy's moves are, they can't escape his perception, which is also one of the hole cards for Lin Song to dare to duel with Berg.

Berg's several consecutive killing moves were blocked by Lin Song with this incredible move, and he couldn't help but be impatient in his heart. Suddenly, when he saw Lin Song attacking, for some reason, a big flaw was revealed on the left side of his body. Berg was overjoyed, regardless of thirty-seven twenty-one, he stabbed his sword fiercely. Suddenly, Lin Song's body turned half a circle, rubbed his long sword, and directly bullied him into his arms. The cold blade rested on Berg's neck.

"I ...... Lose!" Berg said these three words reluctantly.

"We won!" cheered Charlie and Beth together.