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The nearest stone platform is only ten zhang away from Linghu, and the height is much lower, and the line of sight is not obstructed, and you can clearly see the qi qi on the high platform. Four old men in magician robes came up, all of them were high-level lords, and after standing in four directions, they activated the magic enchantment that had been prepared for a long time.

When the visible magic barrier appeared, a young man stepped out from each side of the high platform, and on the left, there was a slender magician, whose appearance could not be seen clearly because his back was to Ling Hujue. But Ling Hu Jue knew that he was not Wu Meng, because the information showed that Wu Meng was a martial artist, so he focused more attention on the young man who came up on the right, he was tall, his face was rigid, deep and indifferent, and he met step by step with a cold and indifferent temperament, and the temperament of the whole person was cold and sharp, and there was an invisible majesty that made people shudder and uneasy.

We all know each other, and we don't need to exchange names with each other. After the two of them were separated by more than ten zhang and stood still facing each other, one of the old magicians who activated the enchantment said in a deep voice: "You all know the rules, don't say more, start now." ”

As soon as the words fell, the tall and thin magician on the high platform with his back to Ling Hu Jue floated, drifted backwards, and instantaneously performed several low-level magics, sluggish spells, stiff light, etc., intending to distance himself.

Wu Meng didn't say a word, sacrificed his body protection shield, blocked the stiff light that shot over, and soared into the air like an eagle falcon.

The tall and thin magician's quick chanting was over, and a huge meteorite void rushed down, and the air was dispersed, tumbling and rolling, pressing towards Wu Meng with the momentum of thunder and ten thousand hooks. Wu, who was in the air, exhaled violently, and his palms were pushed out from his chest in a row, facing the meteorite like a stormy wave.

A loud bang burst open. In the midst of a loud bang. The tall and thin magician's second few light stone spells have been sacrificed. With one breath. Wu Meng's palms entered from the outer circle at the same time, drew a wonderful arc, and suddenly pushed out, and a wonderful Gang Qi was like a wave rolling and surging row, stirring and swirling, filling the space around the five zhang square!

The light stone was shattered before it could be crushed.

It's so strong. Ling Hujue, who was staring at the sidelines, was a little stunned. This Wu Meng, the gang energy released was much stronger than the half-step station king he had seen before, and it seemed to have a whirling stickiness.

The tall and thin magician on the high platform also knew Wu Meng's strengths and weaknesses, and after each release of magic, he used the drift technique to distance himself.

Wu Meng was not stupid, he no longer followed the shift, but swirled with his palms, and with his majestic strength, he in turn restricted the space for the tall and thin magician to move.

The tall and thin magician's wand shook in a swirling circle of light, and in the soft chant, the circle of light suddenly rose. The illusion was a flash of lightning that shot towards Wu Meng.

Wu Meng suddenly shook his arms and turned over, taking a big diagonal step. The left hand stood erect like a knife, and at the moment of slashing down, the five fingers trembled sharply, and countless air currents formed in the trembling, like a fish swimming in the water, so light, but so natural against the opponent's magic attack.

"A Thousand Blades Flow. Ling Hujue, who was staring at him from the sidelines, instantly judged that this move was the martial art mentioned in the information.

The tall and thin magician knew that this was powerful, and with a wave of his wand, a thick wall of light was suddenly erected. But he was still a little slower, and a stream of air like a meteor flashed in and out in an instant—the tall and thin magician's frightened scream followed suit, and a trace of blood was already looming on his chest.

"I throw in the towel!" the tall, thin magician said as if deflated.

Wu Meng, who had closed his momentum, didn't move his eyebrows, but still turned around and retreated with a cold face. The people of the Bright Clan, who were watching the game all around, suddenly burst into deafening cheers, and the same cheers rang out one after another in almost all directions.

The people next to him began to get up one after another, and when they rushed towards the high platform where the game had not yet ended, Ling Hu Jue was still sitting, his expression was slightly solemn, and he had already seen that Wu Meng's fighting spirit was different from ordinary people, and ordinary people's fighting spirit was contained in Dou Dan, and he seemed to even have a fighting spirit in every pore in his body. This unique fighting spirit is not only strong and fast, but also seems to have a potential connection with the body. It's just that he didn't do his best just now, and he can't see how powerful this connection is?

Seeing that Linghu was silent, fidgeting beside him, Luo Haicao, who was looking from afar, finally couldn't help it, bent down and pursed his lips and said, "Hey, Sister Haiwei doesn't seem to be over yet, do you want to go over and have a look?"

Ling Hu Jue raised his head, and saw that everyone had gathered near the high platform where the game had not yet ended, and the black pressure was impassable, so he was suddenly interested, and shook his head and said, "Forget it, if you are interested, go by yourself." ”

Luo Haicao was originally here to see the excitement, so how could he not be interested. remembered Sister Haiwei's instructions, and sat down again, with his hands on his knees and cheeks, with a bitter expression.

Quietly getting up, Linghu said, "I'm going back, what about you?"

Luo Haicao glanced at him dissatisfied, stood up weakly, and said reluctantly: "Then go back." ”

After returning to the mansion, Ling Hu Jue went directly back to the room, sat down cross-legged on the bed, and savored Wu Meng's Thousand Blades. After his mind swirled in the spirit platform for a while, Luo Tiandiao came, and after closing the door, he smiled at Ling Hujue, who had already stood up to greet him, and said, "How is it? Boy, what are you gaining?"

With a graceful smile, Ling Hu Jue said slowly after Luo Tiandiao took his seat: "Wu Meng is more difficult than I imagined, I have a feeling that even if he is an ordinary king, he may not be his opponent." ”

Luo Tiandiao churned slightly, and said meaningfully: "Tell me, what is the difficult method?"

Ling Hu Jue knew that Luo Lao was testing his vision, and said without concealment: "Wu Meng's fighting spirit is very strange, no matter how lucky he is, or the fighting spirit itself, it seems to be different from ordinary fighting spirit. Not only is it strong and powerful, but it also seems to have a pulling force, I can't tell what it means?"

Luo Tiandiao said deeply: "You should be right. In the past few days, in addition to alchemy, the old ancestor has also carefully investigated these so-called bright four young people, and it is true that as you said, this Wu Meng is not an ordinary martial artist. He is a Divine Beast Fighter. ”

"Divine Beast Fighter?" Ling Hu Jue said in surprise. Remember the past. When you have a conflict with the Temple. I have met a few so-called temple warriors, with various beast shapes carved on their shoulder armor, but they are too weak, and compared with Wu Meng, it can be said that there is a world of difference.

Luo Tiandiao said in a deep voice: "This king also listened to what the ancestor said, and it is related to some of the top secrets of the clan, and it is inconvenient for the ancestor to reveal too much. He just said that Wu Meng had some kind of divine beast bloodline power in his body. The physique and vindictive spirit are different from ordinary people, so you must not be underestimated. ”

Ling Hu Jue smiled, a clear light rippled on his face, the opponent was strong, but not strong enough to make him fearful, he believed that if it was one-on-one, what kind of divine beast warrior, light knight, in the same realm of the situation is definitely not his own enemy.

As if hesitating, Luo Tiandiao lowered his voice and said, "This king looks at the tone of the old ancestor when he said those words. It seems that he wants to train you to become a divine beast warrior. ”

What? Ling Hu Jue was really surprised this time, and his face showed a look of confusion and incomprehension.

Luo Tiandiao scratched his head. He said hesitantly: "This king is not sure, the old ancestor is just saying to himself that the power of the bloodline of the divine beast can maximize your physical strength and make up for the defects of your weak strength." ”

Ling Hu glanced at Luo Tiandiao gratefully, he knew that this was Luo Lao's reminder to him, so that he knew in his heart.

"Boy, are you sure?" Luo Tiandiao suddenly said, obviously he already knew that the Haikou boasted by his father and the gambling contract that Linghu was about to fulfill. He understands his father's temperament, this is an opportunity for Ling Hu Jue, for the sake of his own face and Ling Hu Jue's future, his father will definitely not hesitate to let Ling Hu Jue win. But if he loses, his father will do it, no one can say. That's what worries him!

Linghu is by no means an arrogant person, and it can even be said that in general, he is very cautious. But this kind of caution is relative, he knows when he needs to be strong, what situation needs to be domineering, his eyes are full of light, and he said firmly: "You must win." ”

In fact, this statement has two meanings, one is the confidence of victory. The second is to encourage himself, if he loses this battle, not to mention that he can't go to the Golden Thunder Secret Realm, and even the Holy Fruit is estimated to be unavailable. This was hard for him to accept.

Luo Tiandiao is naturally not so smart, what he understands is the belief that Ling Hu Jue will win, and patted Ling Hu Jue on the shoulder with laughter and said, "Haha, that's good." ”

The two chatted a few more words, and at the request of Ling Hu Jue, Luo Tiandiao took Ling Hu Jue to the trial ground and entered the dark room inlaid with psychedelic stones.

Under the guidance of Luo Tiandiao, Ling Hu Jueshun entered the illusion of the psychedelic stone, but to his surprise, the illusion generated by the psychedelic stone had no effect on him. Almost instantaneously closing his eyes and opening them, he was out of the illusion.

This made Luo Tiandiao very strange, and even suspected that there was something wrong with the psychedelic stone. It wasn't until I tried it myself that I blamed Linghu for being a demon.

Ling Hu Jue was also surprised at first, but only later reacted. Knowing that the Pure Crystal Heart in his body is getting stronger and stronger, this makes him look forward to it――――――

Relying on the illusion to hone the strength of his mental power will not work, but there are many things that the ancestor has prepared for him, such as the magic lock he is using now, which is a magic tool similar to a seal. Shaped like a small white headband, as long as you put it on, the spiritual power and magic power are imprisoned, and only an extremely accurate and exquisite mastery of the transmission of spiritual power, the channeling of magic power, and the natural and coordinated combination of the two can unlock this magic lock.

This magic power lock made Linghu absolutely stumped, he fell into the self-entanglement of spiritual power and magic power, the slightest mismatch, a pain from the soul, like thousands of golden needles piercing his spiritual platform, so that he had to immediately separate the spiritual power and magic power.

After thinking about it carefully, he started a new round of unlocking, but the result was still a failure. An unwilling will made him make countless attempts to match this kind of spiritual power and magic power, but in exchange for the severe pain of the spiritual platform. In the end, it was Luo Tiandiao who took the magic lock off the top of Ling Hu Jue's head, not that he was worried that Ling Hu Jue couldn't stand it, but that the second round of the competition was about to start again. (To be continued......)