"Are you two ready?"

After about a cup of tea, the arbitrator asked Zhao Lin and Wei Shi.

"Ready."

"The disciple is also fine."

The two of them each responded, walked to their respective positions, and saluted from afar.

"Let's get started!"

As soon as the elder gave the order, neither Zhao Lin nor Wei Shi hesitated, and their bodies moved at the same time.

The speed of both of them was extremely fast, and the disciples watching the battle on the sidelines could only see two tall figures rushing towards each other like meteors.

The difference was that while Zhao Lin was rushing forward, he pinched a magic trick in his hand, and the ice walking aura quickly gathered.

It can be seen from the previous fighting method that the spell of the small level cannot cause substantial damage to the body cultivation of the quenching fourfold.

But that doesn't mean that the body isn't afraid of spells.

The same spell will cause different damage when hit on different parts of the body.

Zhao Lin was born in martial arts and knew the weaknesses of the human body.

Halfway through the run, the spell was ready, Zhao Lin quickly raised his hand and shot out a silver glittering ice blade, directly hitting Wei Shi's left weakness.

Weakness refers to the eleventh and twelfth ribs of the human body, the first ten ribs are connected to the sternum or the previous rib end to end, but the head of these two ribs is free and extremely fragile.

Of course, the throat and temples are also afraid of being attacked, but the target is too small and easy to dodge, and it is difficult for Zhao Lin to ensure the accuracy of the head during the run, so he chooses to attack its weakness.

Even if Wei Shi's body is like copper cast in iron, if the weakness is touched, it will definitely not be able to bear it.

Wei Shi was slightly surprised when he saw the attack of the ice blade, and immediately clenched his fists with his shoulders and punched at the ice blade.

Bang!

The ice blade hit the fist, and the ice chips suddenly splattered everywhere, turning into a cloud of white gas and scattering in all directions.

Wei Shi's figure also paused because of this punch.

This is exactly the result that Zhao Lin wants.

The two sides collided with each other, and power was key, but speed should not be overlooked.

One punches with speed, the other stands in place, and even if the two have equal strength, it is the former who has the upper hand, and this is the advantage that speed brings.

Zhao Lin did not expect to hit Wei Shi when he sent out the Ice Blade Technique, but to delay his speed.

After a few breaths, the two were less than a foot apart.

Zhao Lin condensed the true qi of the ice and threw a Heavenly Frost Fist, the fist gradually condensed into ice, and swelled into a white giant fist the size of an vinegar bowl.

Now that his Heavenly Frost Fist has been cultivated to its fullest, it is no longer only the frost qi, but directly turns the ice spirit qi into ice crystals and covers the fist.

Wei Shi also punched out, and the fist was glowing with blue light, layered and dense, and at first glance it seemed to be covered with a layer of scales.

Green Scale Fist!

At the beginning of the body quenching, the body is tempered with spiritual energy, and the rest is accumulated in the meridians, similar to the true qi of a martial artist, and from this he develops exercises similar to martial arts.

The green scale fist is to stack the aura in the flesh and blood on the fist, which can directly resist the magic weapon, and the end is fierce and abnormal!

Rumble!

The two fists collided, and Zhao Lin just shook his body with the power of rushing forward.

However, the power from the opponent's fist was too amazing, and the qi and blood in his body were surging, and he couldn't catch the second move for a while, and the cold qi on the Tianshuang fist was dissolved in an instant.

Wei Shi slowed down a little because he was distracted from dealing with the ice knife technique before, and although he withstood Zhao Lin's fist, he also took a step back under his feet.

"What a force!"

Wei Shi was taken aback, he had been cultivating for three years, he had fought countless opponents, and he had also fought against Wu Xiu, but no matter whether he won or lost, he had never suffered a loss in strength.

Why is the martial cultivation power of this second-layer Qi refining so strong?

But he didn't know that Zhao Lin was also surprised, but he quickly relieved his breath, and with the help of the other party's retreat, his body shook, his five claws stretched out, and he grabbed a three-claw claw on his head.

Wei Shi flipped his palm and waved his palm to meet it.

The two men engage in hand-to-hand combat.

Although Zhao Lin practiced Taoism every day, martial arts have not been left behind, and he practiced boxing at least once a day, and the memory of martial arts has long been integrated into the bone marrow.

Wei Shi's body is strong, as if it is made of stainless steel, and he is extremely fierce between punches and kicks.

The figures of the two were staggered, and the sound of drum-like collisions continued to be heard on the field.

"Where is this fighting method, it is clearly a competition."

"Alas, a good performance has turned into a martial arts competition."

"Don't say it, it's a wonderful fight, it's better than a fight......"

The monks watching the battle had different expressions, some shook their heads and sighed, and some clapped their hands.

"Who do you say is better?"

"This still needs to be asked, the same body, body cultivation and martial arts cultivation, of course, Wei Shi is stronger."

"Not necessarily, right? Why do I think Zhao Lin seems to be superior? ”

In order to prevent losses in close combat, monks will also practice some techniques to some extent, but most of them are for self-protection, and they are not deep, and there is a big gap between them and real martial arts.

They watched for a long time, and they could only watch the excitement, but they couldn't tell which of the two was stronger or weaker, and for a while there were different opinions.

Zhao Lin started from the cultivation of the force realm, until he broke through the innate realm, his whole body was full of qi and blood, and he absorbed the spirit of Xiong Zhen and the golden leopard, and his physique was comparable to that of ordinary martial artists.

He hadn't met such an opponent of similar strength for many years, and he couldn't help but be fascinated.

Although Wei Shi had only cultivated for three years, because he was in the aura world, he had a great advantage at the beginning, and his strength and speed were not inferior.

But Zhao Lin's nearly twenty years of experience in martial arts is something he doesn't have.

After dozens of rounds, the situation on the field gradually changed.

The more Wei Shi fought, the more difficult it became, not because he was physically exhausted, but because his moves were steadily suppressed by Zhao Lin, and every move he made was in Zhao Lin's calculations.

He knew that if he continued to fight, it would be a matter of time before he was defeated, so he couldn't help but stare in his eyes, and continuously retreated to avoid Zhao Lin's attack, and suddenly put his palms together and slashed down.

I saw a long tongue of fire gushing out from his palms, and it went straight to Zhao Lin outside his palm.

Physical cultivation does not cultivate spiritual skills, and spiritual energy cannot reach far, so it is not good at attacking from afar.

In order to reverse this disadvantage, physical cultivation generally starts from the middle stage of qi refining, and will practice a technique that can attack the distance.

Wei Shi's move is called the Flame Gun, which uses his own fire spirit root to transform the aura into fire, and then releases it outward.

If the body does not cultivate the spiritual sense, the aura cannot reach far, but it can be driven at will within three zhang, which is enough to have a surprise effect in the battle.

Originally, this flame spear was used by Wei Shi to deal with Fang Qinglu, but seeing that he was about to lose to Zhao Lin, he had to use it early.

Zhao Lin has experienced a hundred battles, and he has already seen the clues from the opponent's movements, and at the same time he followed up, he carried the wind control trick and slashed with his palm.

The palm force rolled up a strong wind, forming a half-moon-shaped knife more than five feet long and like a substance.

The knife slashes the blue light, it is the air split!

The flame spear slashed at the air, and in an instant, a ball of flames several feet high rose between the two of them, and the remaining momentum did not disappear, and they attacked the two separately.

Bang bang!

Zhao Lin and Wei Shi took a few steps back at the same time.

(End of chapter)