"Click."

The two high-level Martial King referees who were closest to each other saw the changes on the shield for the first time.

A crack suddenly appeared in the shield.

This is an A-rank shield.

What Lu Lin was holding in his hand was also an A-grade alloy battle knife.

With the material of the sword, how can the shield crack.

It's just that this tiny crack is not the end, it's just the beginning.

"Click, click, click."

"Smack."

After that sneeze was gone.

The shield in Tong Qiang's hand had cracks on it, and finally there was a piece of alloy, which could not withstand this powerful force, so it fell from the shield and smashed on the ring floor, which was also made of alloy.

"Smack, smack."

The shields fell down piece by piece, and the invincible defensive warrior Tong Qiang once again exposed his true face to the audience.

I saw that his face was pale, and there was no color on his lips.

His hands were still holding the shield, but the trembling hands had betrayed him.

Exhaustion.

Tong Qiang reluctantly turned his head and looked at Lu Lin who was standing aside.

Lu Lin smiled at him.

"You're already very good, your defense is the strongest ...... I've ever seen"

Hearing this, Tong Qiang smiled with satisfaction, and then all the strength in his body disappeared, and with a bang, he fell sideways in the ring.

Even though he was unconscious, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

For him, it is also an honor for him to be praised by a strong person like Lu Lin.

"It's just that my attack is stronger."

"If you want to win the battle, it's not enough to defend yourself, you have to attack strongly......"

Lu Lin said to himself, and suddenly caught a glimpse of Tong Qiang who fell to the ground, "Hey, why did you fall, don't you want to hear my acceptance speech so much." ”

Hovering in the air, the high-level martial king referee originally thought that Lu Lin had changed his sex, and he actually knew to praise his opponent.

I didn't expect such a sentence to be said later, and sure enough, it was still the familiar Lu Lin.

"In this battle, Lu Lin won."

"The medical team, hurry up and carry people."

As he spoke, the referee looked at Lu Lin with disgust.

"Senior Martial King, this weapon that was damaged in the ring shouldn't need me to compensate."

"No, let's go down quickly."

The referee drove people away.

Lu Lin nodded and hurriedly walked down.

It wasn't until Lu Lin's figure disappeared into the ring that there was a roaring applause in the audience.

This battle, they really deserved the trip.

I saw a player smashing the opponent's shield with just a knife in his hand.

Several Jiangzuo players who could barely move in the rest area also kept congratulating Lu Lin.

Of the thirty contestants participating this time, there are not many who can be called Lu Lin's opponents.

No. 1, No. 2, No. 12, No. 21, just these four people.

Now kill a No. 2, in the previous competition with Wen Ziyu, Wen Ziyu excused himself by saying that his soul power was overused and could not continue to fight, which can be regarded as a round of abstention and let Lu Lin win.

Then, the only ones left are the No. 1 of the Zhonghai team and the No. 21 of the Yuhang team.

At present, these two people have maintained a winning record.

Wen Ziyu has only one defeat to Lu Lin, but many viewers believe that Wen Ziyu's strength is definitely not under Lu Lin, and Lu Lin just picked up a bargain.

In the 23rd game, Wen Ziyu fought against No. 21.

Although the 21st had already made a lot of preparations in advance, he still fell in love with the unstoppable illusion attack as soon as possible.

Constant struggle, constant resistance.

The eyes of No. 21, who could never wake up, were not only open, but also bloodshot red.

Of course, Wen Ziyu was also very struggling.

After all, she was only a high-level martial artist, and the spiritual power reserves in her mind were not very sufficient.

Now, what the two are competing for is not combat effectiveness, not talent, not cultivation.

It's the will.

Whoever has the stronger will wins.

Whether Wen Ziyu won, or whether the No. 21 player resisted Wen Ziyou's illusion, no one knows.

The players in the rest area are secretly cheering Wen Ziyu.

Lu Lin also sweated for her.

He is also a spiritual power cultivator, of course, he knows that encountering such a situation is the most dangerous.

If one is not careful, Wen Ziyu and the No. 21 player opposite may become idiots.

The contest of spiritual power is even more dangerous than the actual battle, but if there is a slight mistake, it is likely to be a catastrophe.

It's just that with the situation on the scene, even the five high-level martial kings can't get the two of them out of the current battle.

"Ahh

"Kill, kill!"

Suddenly, a loud roar erupted from the mouth of the 21st, and he continued to slash at the empty space behind him.

He even threw out the sword in his hand.

"Kill, kill, kill!"

"Kill all you monsters!"

"No, Dad, Mom, don't die!"

"Don't!"

"Kill, I kill, I kill, kill!"

Tears flowed down the face of the No. 21 player, wetting the alloy floor.

After a minute of eruption, No. 21 suddenly lost all his strength and threw himself straight into the ring.

His eyes closed slowly, but the tears still flowed uncontrollably.

It's over.

Wen Ziyu shook her body, barely holding on and not falling.

She turned to look at the referee to the side.

The referee was still in the mood of the No. 21 player just now, and when he saw Wen Ziyu's weak gaze, he woke up like a dream, and hurriedly came up to announce.

"In this battle, the No. 12 player wins."

Just after he announced the news of the victory, Wen Ziyu couldn't hold it anymore, and the whole person fell backwards.

Lu Lin was closest to where she fell, and stepped over with a brisk step and caught Wen Ziyu.

It's so light.

This is how Lu Lin feels about Wen Ziyu at this moment.

In confusion, Wen Ziyu reluctantly raised her eyelids, and after seeing that the person who saved her was Lu Lin, she breathed a sigh of relief and passed out completely.

Lu Lin took her back to rest, Liu Yan's eyes were full of anxiety, "Wen Ziyu must have consumed too much spiritual power, at this time, there must be a spiritual power cultivator who can use spiritual power to help her calm the spiritual power in her mind." ”

"If you don't get help for a long time, if Wen Ziyu wants to reply, it will take more time."

"Damn, I knew that Qian Baoli should have come this time."

As he spoke, Liu Yan's watch rang with a communication request.

She saw that it was Qian Baoli's, and hurriedly connected: "Baoli, do you have a way to help Wen Ziyu recover." ”

"I can't."

Qian Baoli's voice was also a little heavy, she was not at the scene now, but looking at Wen Ziyu's appearance, she knew that the situation was not good at the moment.

"Xiao Yan, you ask Lu Lin to help, Lu Lin, Lu Lin, are you listening."

"Teacher Qian, I'm here."

Lu Lin listened to what Liu Yan said dangerously, and he couldn't help but mention it for Wen Ziyu in his heart.

"Teacher Qian, what can I do?"

"Lu Lin, I passed you a secret technique of spiritual power, you quickly and successfully cultivated, appease Wen Ziyu's spirit, otherwise once her spiritual power bursts out in chaos, she will never wake up in the future."

"Okay, okay, Mr. Qian, I'll learn right away."

"Well, you can receive the documents and quickly cultivate."

Qian Baoli hung up the phone and quickly sent a secret technique.

Lu Lin downloaded it directly, and the system's prompt sounded in his ears.

[Detectable exercises, whether to learn or not]