Chapter Seventy-One: The Second Competition

Two full hours have passed, and there are only seven or eight people who can still stand in the soul storm. Only two hours later, the storm showed no signs of stopping.

Ai Lian couldn't help but scream, he said: "Lian'er, my little girl, Xiao Tiantian, why isn't it over yet!"

Being called so intimately by Ailian, Chen Qinglian's face was flushed, like a ripe tomato. She took a sip and said, "My father said that there are so many people, there must be a winner to see who can hold on to the end!"

Ai Lian scolded: "Old stubborn, old man, you know how to change the rules!"

"What did you say?" Chen Qinglian's eyes widened, staring at Ai Lian.

Seeing that Chen Qinglian was angry, he immediately changed his words and said: "Ah, no, no, the old man is wise and martial, old and strong, he can be called a masterpiece of a generation, a model of my generation!"

Liu Xinghe was standing behind Lin Que, and when he saw that this kid could still hold on to this time, he was a little surprised in his heart, and thought: Lao Tzu has been following the master for so long, and he has not been praised, but the master is full of praise for him. Hmph, I want to see how far you can go.

Xu You also stared at Lin Que, the first time he fought, he planted a small heel, this time, he must win back a game.

Three hours later, there were only five people who could still stand on the plank: Liu Xinghe, Ai Lian, Xu You, Lin Que and Ling Qingqing. Ling Qingqing couldn't hold on, Lin Que stood in front of her, blocking most of the impact for her.

Four hours later, Xu You couldn't support it anymore, and he was blown away by the soul storm. Soon after, Ai Lian was also defeated.

Ai Lian looked at Lin Que and Liu Xinghe, and sighed next to Chen Qinglian: "I didn't expect to lose to two newcomers, it seems that I am really old." ”

Chen Qinglian glared at Ai Lian and said, "How old are you, and you still say that you are old!"

Master Chen swept the wind and ate the chicken called Hua Chicken cleanly, but he felt that he hadn't eaten enough, so he took a chicken leg bone in his mouth to relieve his hunger.

He casually glanced at the long mirror in front of him and commented, "Well, this disciple of Master Feng, Liu Xinghe, still has some ability, and he can last up to four hours." Ai Lian, this kid's qualifications are also quite high, but what he does is too much of a bastard!" Speaking of Ai Lian, Master Chen was angry again.

When Master Chen saw Lin Que, he said a little strangely, "Hey, who is this black-robed kid?

Liu Xinghe persisted for five hours, his head was dizzy, his face was pale, and he wanted to persevere, but he was finally defeated. Now there are only Lin Que and Ling Qingqing on the field. Everyone knew in their hearts that if it weren't for Lin Que, Ling Qingqing would never have been standing until now.

"Damn, it turns out that Lin Que is such a fierce kid! I am still just a young and powerful martial artist, I didn't expect that he is still an inscription master who coaxes ox! His spiritual power is also so strong!" Ai Lian sighed on the side.

Chen Qinglian really paid attention to Lin Que at this time, she knew very well that the soul storm mainly attacked people's spiritual power, and if the spiritual power was not strong, it would soon be eliminated. To be able to hold on to the soul storm for so long, presumably, his spiritual power is very powerful.

"Lin Que, his name is Lin Que. Chen Qinglian remembered something and asked, "Ai Lian, he is the young Lin Que who turned the tide in the three wars!"

"Well, that's right, he is Lin Que, the youngest inscriptionist of the Tianyan Chamber of Commerce! I am very optimistic about him, Lin Que, he will become a great weapon in the future! Just like me!"

Chen Qinglian glanced at Ai Lian with disdain.

Liu Xinghe thought to himself: Boy, you have some ability, but this is just the beginning. I don't believe you'll be able to win the next match so easily.

Xu You had already been drained of all his spiritual power by the soul storm, rolled his eyes, took a break, and was lying on the side to rest.

Lin Que had already entered a state of concentration at this time, and the whole person was in a boundless darkness, and suddenly, a huge opening appeared in the darkness, and a bright light gushed out from his mouth.

After persisting for eight hours in a row, Lin Que gradually lost his physical strength, he retreated from under the rectangular array, sat up, and adjusted the aura in his body. At this time, the soul storm also began to disappear.

"Good boy!" Master Chen slapped the table and said with great joy, "It can last until eight hours, which is really a record! The old man has been in charge of this place for thirty years, and the longest time he has lasted is only six hours! It seems that this kid is very talented! Hey, earlier, why didn't he meet such a talented teenager?"

Master Chen rushed to the room where Lin Que and the others were, wanting to see Lin Que. Suddenly, an invisible force emanated from the room and surged towards Master Chen. Master Chen was taken aback and thought: With this force, could it be that someone has already opened the "realm"?

Master Chen strode in, his eyes swept over, and he felt that the power just now was emerging from Lin Que's body.

"This son is really talented!" As soon as Master Chen entered, he shouted loudly, "Qinglian, go and get my jade spirit stone, I will send spiritual energy to this little brother in black!" He pointed at Lin Que, he already felt that Lin Que's spiritual power was close to exhaustion.

"Yes, Daddy!" Chen Qinglian turned around and walked out of the room, then turned back and said, "Daddy, he is not called the little brother in black, he is called Lin Que!

Master Chen was even more shocked, such a young inscription master was actually a martial artist who had entered the Xuanyin Realm. He's only fifteen years old, that's an exaggeration.

"Daddy, I've brought the jade spirit stone!" After a while, Chen Qinglian trotted in all the way, holding a piece of green jade in her hand, the jade is translucent, you can clearly see the mist inside, and there is a small white insect inside. It looks like an amber.

"Oh, old man, isn't this piece of jade the treasure you have treasured for many years, how can you be willing to take it out!" Ai Lian swallowed, his eyes kept looking at the green jade. He knew that someone was holding a medium-grade spiritual energy in exchange for this jade spirit stone, but Master Chen didn't agree.

This time he called the old man, Master Chen was rarely angry, and he said triumphantly: "Hehe, the reason why the old man is hiding is so that he can come in handy one day." ”

With that, Master Chen walked up to Lin Que, squatted down, and confirmed Lin Que's situation again. In fact, from the first glance when he came in, Master Chen knew Lin Que's current situation, but he felt that it was more reassuring to confirm it again.

Master Chen took out a brush from the ring in his left hand and used the brush to lightly make a mark on the jade spirit stone. I only heard a "click", and the jade spirit stone cracked, and the spiritual mist inside floated in front of Lin Que's nose like a ghost, and then swam along Lin Que's nose all the way to his dantian.

Lin Que's spirit was shocked, and a spiritual mist suddenly poured into the dry dantian. It's a godsend.

Taking advantage of this time, Lin Que began to practice his exercises, and the spiritual power in the dantian soon became full.

Ling Qingqing's state was not much better than Lin Que's, although she was protected by Lin Que, but that soul storm also caused some damage to her spiritual power. She was so tired that her eyelids went up. She thought that the soul storm was not over yet, and her hand was tightly grasping Lin Que.

Master Chen regretted it a little, and thought to himself: This time the soul storm is several times more powerful than the previous ones, it was originally to punish Ai Lian, but it ended up hurting the innocent, and it hurt Lin Que such a good seedling.

However, after watching Lin Que's body begin to recover, he felt relieved. Master Chen asked Chen Qinglian to bring some more spirit stones over and distribute them to the other people on the board, and at the same time, he also released the person who was imprisoned in the painting.

Those who were released immediately left, not daring to stay longer, for fear of being locked up in the painting again.

Ling Qingqing quickly returned to her original state, as soon as she opened her eyes, she saw Lin Que's concerned eyes, she quickly closed her eyes again, not daring to look again. She was sweet in her heart, thinking: If the first person she opened up to see every day was Lin Que, and before she closed her eyes, the last person she saw was also Lin Que, how good would it be!

When Master Chen saw that these five people were fine, he said: "Everyone has passed the first level, and everyone's mental strength is relatively good, which means that you still have a certain foundation! Next, I will enter the second level!"

Master Chen personally led everyone to push open a wooden door in front of him, which was still empty, but there were many wooden swords erected on the ceiling, crumbling.

Master Chen introduced: "In the second level of the assessment of the control of spiritual power, whoever can receive the most wooden swords will win." Those who can catch seven can be promoted to a first-grade inscription master, and those who can catch twelve can be promoted to a second-grade inscription master. However, if you want to become a second-grade inscription master, there will be a mental power test later to ensure fairness!"

Xu You still has a stinky face, and he looks like he doesn't care about it. Liu Xinghe was eager to try, he glanced at Lin Que provocatively, and thought: I lost the last game, and I must not lose this one!

In fact, Liu Xinghe didn't hate Lin Que in his heart, he just listened to the master always praise ** Lack, and he felt very uncomfortable in his heart, so he compared Lin Que everywhere.

Master Chen asked, "You don't have any objections, right?"

"I'll come first!" Ai Lian volunteered, he didn't take these competitions too seriously, he came today just to meet Chen Qinglian and ease the relationship between himself and his future father-in-law.

"Ai Lian, it's very uncomfortable, you have to be careful!" Chen Qinglian wanted to stop him, but since he had expressed his position, she had no choice but to obey.

"Well, I see, daughter-in-law!" Ai Lian changed his title.

Ai Lian's face was heavy, as if he was about to run to the execution ground, he strode towards a circle in the center, looked up, and stared intently at the wooden sword above.

Lin Que thought to himself: Is this wooden sword any famous?

"Let's go!" Master Chen gave an order, only to see that those wooden swords slowly fell, like a snail aisle, but when he fell, Ai Lian was sweating profusely, his whole body was soaked with sweat, and his body trembled, and he seemed to be very uncomfortable.

Suddenly, the wooden swords pierced into the planks. However, there were still twelve wooden swords in the sky above Ailian, and they were motionless.

"Pass the level!" Master Chen said, "Go down and rest!"

Ai Lian wiped a handful of sweat, gasped heavily, his heart beat faster, and with Chen Qinglian's support, he slowly walked to the side and meditated.