"Yes, Master!"

Zhao Lin perked up and responded loudly.

He is not afraid of competitions, he has practiced martial arts for many years, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he has experienced a hundred battles, and the competition is as ordinary as eating and drinking, especially a rare opponent such as sword cultivation and physical cultivation.

Last time, I pushed down the task of chasing and killing physical cultivation in the sect, although I didn't regret it, but I was somewhat sorry, it was a whole 10,000 good deeds.

Just take this opportunity to weigh the catties of physical cultivation.

"Don't be busy agreeing first, send you on the field, not only for fighting spirit, but to win."

Zhou Hongfang's expression was grim, "If you can come out on top, in addition to the original reward of the elixir of good deeds, the old man will personally give you another hundred spirit stones." ”

Zhao Lin was greatly moved when he heard this, with these hundred spirit stones, he could cultivate a spell to mastery, and there was still room for it.

At this time, a small voice sounded, but it was extremely firm: "Zhangyuan, I want to compete with Senior Brother Zhao." ”

Everyone turned their heads to look, and it was Yun Jingda who spoke.

Yun Jingda lowered his eyebrows and lowered his head, his eyes flashing with unwillingness.

"What, you're not convinced?"

Zhou Hongfang asked in a deep voice.

"No, the disciple wants to see Senior Brother Zhao's skills, and he is also convinced."

Yun Jingda said very tactfully, of course he was unwilling to give up this place, good deeds are only one aspect, and more important is face.

And he does think that he has the ability to fight Zhao Lin.

Holding three small Cheng-level spells, both offensive and defensive are good, and among the disciples who entered the sect in the same year, there are also Qi refining fifth-level cultivators, except for Yue Shengluan, the other two are not his opponents.

Zhao Lin is a good martial arts cultivator, but after all, he has only cultivated for a year, and he has no chance to win.

"Yes!"

Zhou Hongfang happily agreed, he actually had this intention, he could at least convince the public in the last fight, and at the same time confirm Zhao Lin's strength.

"You two play against each other."

"Thank you!"

Yun Jingda breathed a sigh of relief and clenched his fist hard.

Wu Xiu is strong in close combat, so don't give him a chance to get close!

Let the head of the courtyard and the elders see clearly that he is the person who is competent in fighting!

Zhou Hongfang didn't say anything, took the initiative to walk to the eaves of the cloister on the side of the courtyard, and stood with his hands in his hands.

Seeing this, the disciples also retreated to the corner of the courtyard and vacated the entire courtyard.

In the spell competition, the requirements for space far exceed those of martial artists.

"Zhao Lin is a martial artist, do you think Yunjingda has a chance?"

"Absolutely! What happened to Wu Xiu? As long as you don't let him get close, don't you win with long-range spells to block and pinn down? ”

"I also think that it's like the mortal rangers fighting the infantry, using kite flying tactics to fight with him......"

Hearing the discussion of the disciples, Zhu Cong was a little worried, turned his head and asked Dong Lingcheng: "Senior Brother Dong, can Senior Brother Zhao win?" ”

Zhao Lin has been in the business for a year, although he has the name of martial arts, but he rarely shows his martial arts, and the spell that he used to kill the locusts last time, even Zhu Cong, Li Sancai and others, who have a good relationship, do not know his true strength.

"Martial arts competition and spell competition are two ways, as long as Senior Brother Zhao knows how to play to his strengths and avoid weaknesses, I believe he should be able to win."

Dong Lingcheng is not quite sure.

At this time, only Zhao Lin and Yun Jingda were left in the courtyard.

"Senior Brother Yun."

Zhao Lin bowed his hand, quickly deduced the tactics in his mind, and experienced countless fights, in the face of this kind of competition, he could already be like a water, not shocked.

"Senior Brother Zhao."

Yun Jingda deliberately took a few steps around and came to the opposite side of Zhao Lin, intentionally or unintentionally widening the distance between the two.

When fighting martial arts, distance is very important, the farther the distance, the longer you have time to cast spells.

Zhao Lin didn't care, if the distance of these few steps could determine the outcome of the victory, then it would be the same defeat when encountering a stronger opponent.

"Let's get started."

Zhou Hongfang waved his hand lightly.

"Divine Walk!"

Yun Jingda retreated for the first time, and at the same time cast a magic spell on himself.

Divine Movement is an agility spell, not to oneself, after casting the spell, for a period of time, the body is as light as a swallow, moving like a rabbit, and gaining extraordinary movement speed.

This is Yun Jingda before the competition to think of a strategy, if you use the attack spell first, in case you miss, then it may be possible to let Zhao Lin get close, and it will be difficult to get a chance to shoot.

If you have the magic technique in your body, you can always keep a distance from Zhao Lin, you can attack, you can avoid retreating, and you will be invincible.

The idea was good, but Zhao Lin's speed was beyond his expectations.

Rain and clouds!

Zhao Lin's figure flashed, and he dragged out a series of phantoms.

"So fast!"

"What kind of martial arts is this? It's faster than Miracle Walk! ”

The disciples let out a burst of exclamation.

Yun Jingda was taken aback, and his body continued to leap, not only did he not get rid of Zhao Lin, but the distance became closer and closer.

He originally pinched an attack spell in his hand, but seeing that Zhao Lin was following him, he had to temporarily change it to a defensive spell.

Zhao Lin approached a distance of one zhang, raised his arm, and threw a punch that weighed more than a thousand pounds.

"Shi Xiao Fist!"

Yun Jingda's defensive spell was ready to be launched, and he also snorted lightly when he saw this.

"Vine Twisting!"

Mu Xing's aura gathered frantically, and dozens of arm-thick vines appeared out of thin air, blocking the two of them.

Originally, the simplest and fastest defensive spell was the aura hood, which came and went as soon as it was called, but it was too passive to defend and not attack.

The Vine Wrapping Technique is a wooden spell that can not only be defended, but also within a certain range, it can also separate vines to entangle the opponent, and quickly turn defense into attack.

Bang!

Under the heavy blow, more than a dozen vines shattered and splashed, and the spell immediately showed signs of collapse.

The moonlight was like water, and the bright stones on the pillars shone brightly.

One punch, two punches...... Three punches!

Yun Jingda's heart was agitated, and he couldn't distinguish his spiritual power to control the vines to entangle Zhao Lin.

During this time, two attempts at pinching the trick failed.

There is no other reason, he must condense all his spiritual power to maintain the vine-winding technique, if he separates his spiritual power to cast a spell, then Zhao Lin can break through the defense with one punch.

Despite this, when the vine-winding technique received the third punch, it finally couldn't support it and collapsed with a bang!

The disciples were dumbfounded, and every punch Zhao Lin threw seemed to hit their hearts.

Think differently, what if you are in this situation?

Escape? Can't escape!

Defend? Can't prevent it!

Attack? Can't attack!

The spell dissipated, and Yun Jingda turned around and fled.

Zhao Lin was not in a hurry, and threw a punch from afar.

Frost Fist!

I saw a white smoke spewing out, carrying a cold breath, right in the back of Yunjingda.

Yunjingda stumbled and was about to fall down immediately.

Zhao Lin rubbed his body and stretched out his hand to support him.

Zhao ...... Senior Brother Zhao is amazing, I ...... served. ”

Yun Jingda's teeth chattered as he spoke, and he sighed secretly, thinking: If you use an attack spell at the beginning, will the result be better?

The disciples were stunned for a while, no one spoke, and even Elder Wu, who was most familiar with Zhao Lin, also showed surprise on his face.

Zhao Lin ended the fight with only three punches, and the whole process took only a few breaths from start to finish.

"Not bad."

Zhou Hongfang said lightly. (End of chapter)