But at that moment, he clearly felt that it was snowing.

Not only Lin Yu, but everyone present felt the same way.

When he looked at the stage again, he saw that Na Ji Long was instantly frozen into an ice sculpture, and he couldn't even move.

"The moment you make a move, you win?"

Lin Yu frowned.

Lan Wenxin didn't seem to have done anything just now, he couldn't even feel the fluctuation of spiritual power.

But Jilong has indeed turned into an ice sculpture.

"How did that happen?"

Just when Lin Yu was puzzled, Ji Long had already begun to try to break the ice.

No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't escape from the ice.

Obviously, Lan Wenxin has already won the victory.

Lan Wenxin didn't say a word, and her expression didn't change at all, and she didn't even care about Ji Long's life or death, she just went down.

As soon as she got off the field, Ling Xiao Holy Son didn't know where she jumped out of nowhere, and stopped directly in front of Lan Wenxin.

"The methods of the young palace master Lan are really powerful, I really admire it when I look at it!"

A smile was all over his face.

"I'm very interested in how the young palace master did it, if I can, I'll talk about it later, so I can solve my doubts in the next place."

There was no need for Lan Wenxin to answer, and the people from Ming Bing Palace immediately stopped between the two.

"Holy Son, please respect yourself, if the Holy Son doesn't leave, we will attack you."

Seeing this, Ling Xiao Holy Son was not angry, and immediately retreated to the side with a smile.

"Since the young palace master Lan still has something to do, then I won't bother much."

After they left, Lin Yu saw Ling Xiao's holy son show a look of regret.

Seeing this, Lin Yu immediately came to his side.

"Lingxiao Holy Son, why are you so suffering?"

"Brother Lin?"

After Ling Xiao Holy Son saw that it was Lin Yu, he sighed.

"No way, I just can't give up."

At this time, Lin Yu laughed.

"Holy Son, can you know why the Young Palace Master Lan is so indifferent?"

"In my opinion, the Holy Son is a dragon among men in terms of strength and character, and it is impossible for even the Lan Shao Palace Master to ignore you like this."

"That's right!" Ling Xiao Holy Son patted his thigh and said.

"I can't figure it out, I'm so good, even if she doesn't look down on me, at least it should be different from others, but I can't see the difference at all."

Lin Yu couldn't help but twitch when he heard this.

"He's so confident that he can say it."

Although Ling Xiao Holy Son does have this strength, it would be too immodest to say it in person.

But Lin Yu still whispered beside him.

"Actually, I may be a little eyebrow about this."

"Oh?"

Ling Xiao's holy son's eyes suddenly lit up, and he immediately pulled Lin Yu aside.

"Brother Lin, you are my good brother, what do you know? Come on. ”

Seeing his excited appearance, Lin Yu pretended to be embarrassed.

"Actually, I only heard it by chance, it can be said to be hearsay, and I don't know if it's true or not."

"It's okay!"

Ling Xiao Holy Son grabbed Lin Yu's shoulder and said, "Brother Lin don't have to be afraid, you are my good brother, even if it is fake, can I still blame you?" ”

"How can it be that once it's about Lan Wenxin, this guy seems to have changed into a different person."

Lin Yu sighed helplessly: "Since that's the case, then I'll tell you." ”

When he said this, Lin Yu also looked around, and after confirming that no one was paying attention here, he whispered.

"At that time, I heard that this was related to the exercises practiced by the palace masters of the Ming Ice Palace."

"Exercises?"

Ling Xiao Holy Son frowned, he had never considered this possibility before.

The Ming Ice Palace has always rarely appeared, and the exercises practiced by its disciples are even less known.

As the palace master, the exercises he practiced were even more secretive.

"What do you mean by that?"

Lin Yu explained, "I heard that to cultivate this exercise, you need to be desperate and desperate to cultivate. ”

"Heartless?"

Ling Xiao's face suddenly deteriorated.

Immortal cultivators in the world are not full of desire.

If there is really a practice that requires absolute emotion and abstinence, then it is definitely a big taboo for cultivators.

"The palace master of the Ming Ice Palace actually wants to practice this kind of exercise?"

Suddenly, he began to ponder as if he had thought of something.

"After you reminded me like this, I remembered that I heard the elders in the sect mention it before, and the palace master of Ming Bing Palace seems to be an extremely cold person."

"That's right."

Lin Yu hit the railroad while it was hot: "That's because of this, so they won't be emotional towards people, and once they are emotional, it will lead to the loss of their cultivation efforts." ”

After speaking, he didn't forget to pat Ling Xiao Holy Son on the shoulder.

"So let's give up, it's also for her good."

Ling Xiao Holy Son was thoughtful, obviously he was a little shaken.

"I'll think about it later."

Soon he was back in shape.

"I'm still in Tianjiao, and I won't let this affect my state."

"That's good."

Lin Yu was quite satisfied with this.

"Speaking of which, Brother Lin, you're about to start the competition, I'm looking forward to your performance."

"Then you just watch."

Lin Yu moved his muscles twice and said, "This time I also came to be the first." ”

"Haha, okay, then I'm looking forward to a showdown with you."

After two more competitions, it was finally Lin Yu's turn to make his first appearance.

For most people, Lin Yu is making his first appearance.

They didn't have any opinion of Lin Yu, but they had expectations for Lin Yu's opponent.

Lin Yu, the opponent of the first game, had already conducted an investigation.

This person is Wei Qing, the chief disciple of the Immortal Mountain Sect.

He is quite a special existence among all the Tianjiao.

Not because of anything else, precisely because the weapon he used was a bow and arrow.

Archery has always been an unpopular path.

It is difficult to achieve something in cultivation, not to mention that even if you cultivate, it is difficult to compare with the mainstream.

In the case of the same strength, swordsmanship can be said to be a pressure bow technique.

But Wei Qing is different.

His bowery skills had reached the point of being so supernatural that even many of his peers could hardly match.

"Don't fall into the mountain gate Wei Qing." Wei Qing saluted Lin Yu.

"I've heard of it for a long time."

Lin Yu said with a smile: "In the Lower Heihe Sect Lin Yu, I have long wanted to see the archery technique of the Bow God. ”

"The Bow God doesn't count." Wei Qing shook his hand: "It's just a little achievement, I hope that Lin Gongzi can go all out later." ”

"That's nature."

After a few words of greeting, the referee elder stepped forward to announce.

"The competition is just the beginning!"

The moment the competition began, a cloud of white mist appeared around Wei Qing.

In just a few moments, Wei Qing had disappeared from the field of vision.

"Is it some kind of footwork to hide your figure?" Lin Yu looked around, whether it was Wei Qing's aura or spiritual power fluctuations, they had disappeared without a trace.

"It's kind of interesting."

If you can't find the other party, you can only wait for the other party to show up.