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So, Deputy Sect Master Wanyan Donglin also came to the ring where Jin Ling and the others were with Feng Ruohan.

This situation has caused a lot of discussion among others and others.

"What's going on? The high-level members of the sect were all sitting on the viewing platform, and the sect master went to the edge of the ring to take a look. That ring, two nobodies, is it worth it?"

"There are so many people paying attention to this ring!"

"Could it be that Huang Weiwu has a great background?"

People are conformists, and the more people you see, the more you attract others to come. In the end, the ring was so dense that it was impassable. This kind of scene made the two opponents on the stage also at a loss.

Especially the arrival of the deputy sect master Wanyan Donglin made Huang Weiwu even more nervous. It's rare to see the last person when I'm free, and I can only listen to and see the big people on the previous side when I'm teaching the Fa, and come to pay attention to my own game!

Huang Weiwu secretly decided that when he waited for the next battle, he must perform well, and maybe he would be able to enter the eyes of the deputy sect master. Before, didn't Deputy Sect Master Wanyan suddenly accept a female disciple to enter. If you behave well, maybe you can also be accepted under the sect of the deputy sect master, and at that time, you will definitely ascend to the sky! On the other side, a disabled person is just a disabled person, if he can't solve it in one or two moves, it will be a shame for himself!

However, he can't leave the impression that the deputy sect master and these many viewers are bullying, so how should we grasp the scale in the middle?

What are you doing? So many people?

Jin Ling was also dumbfounded, the secret of his own body, others can't see through it, this cultivation is a powerful deputy sect master, a powerhouse at the junior immortal level, he may not be able to see through it. Later, how much strength do you want to keep in the future?

"After the contestants on both sides sign up for each other, the competition will begin!" After seeing Yan Donglin nodding to him, the judge knew that he could start the competition, and immediately shouted.

"No. 49, Huang Weiwu of the White Crane Team of the Outer A District, an intermediate immortal master. Please advise. Huang Weiwu obliquely held the Xuantie Sword in his arms and gave a salute. The material of the Xuantie Sword is better than that of fine iron, with red in the black, and it is the weapon material that immortal master-level immortals like.

"One hundred and thirteenth, the firewood team of the outer gate area, senior immortal Jin Ling, please advise. Jin Ling sat in a wheelchair and signed up, and did not show his weapon.

There was a burst of laughter outside the ring. Firewood team, senior immortals, are two words that are incompatible with this year's big bie. Many people already whispered that Jin Ling was here to amuse rather than compete, and couldn't help but laugh loudly. The people who knew Jin Ling all had heavy faces and didn't understand where his confidence came from.

"The competition begins!"

"Your cultivation is lower than mine, for the sake of fairness, I will let you make three moves first. "Huang Weiwu is about twenty-three or four, with an ordinary appearance, standing with a sword in his arms, and he seems to be reasonable in his speech. He would never do it first, regardless of victory or defeat, he would lose first by making a move on a person in a wheelchair.

"Good. "If you have a bargain, you don't take advantage of it, you are a bastard, listen to the other party take the initiative to make a move, how can you be polite. "I'm in a wheelchair, I have a serious leg injury, it's inconvenient to attack, if you really want me, you don't need to let me make three moves, just let me count ten numbers one by one, how about it?"

What do you mean? Not only Huang Weiwu was puzzled, but everyone in the audience did not expect it, and they were puzzled one by one.

"It's me who counts from one to ten. In the meantime, you can't attack me. Jin Ling had to explain again.

The audience burst into laughter, and Huang Weiwu also grinned, which was more pediatric than the last three moves. Let you attack three moves, you may also use a hidden weapon or something, only let you have dozens of numbers, what's the matter, but instead appear to be generous, so nod, "Okay! I'll let you count ten numbers and stay in this ring for a while!"

Qian Dong pulled Ling Linlin over and asked suspiciously, "He, what is he going to do?"

Ling Linlin said angrily: "How do I know?"

Qian Dong said: "Why don't you know, when he was sick, didn't you live with him day and night and accompany him?

Hearing what he said about "being together day and night", and feeling the strange gazes of the sisters around her, Ling Linlin's face suddenly turned red into a pig's liver, and she kicked Qian Dong hatefully.

On the stage, Jin Ling had already thought of a battle strategy, closed his eyes, and visualized the 10,000-foot cliffs of Tianji Peak with all his strength in his mind, visualized the huge waves of the East China Sea, and visualized the deep and huge pressure on the bottom of the sea, and then urged the second door in the simulacrum, the technique of "simulating breathing"!

Imitation, breathing, and mimicry are the three miraculous skills in that mimic. Mimic, using fairy power to change the appearance and appearance, simulating, using fairy power to change the feeling of breath, mimicry, using fairy power to change the form and action.

After observing Tianji Peak for a long time and falling in the deep sea for a long time, Jin Ling was of course very familiar with the breath of these two behemoths. The immortal power was now working at full strength, making the breath of his whole body first transform into the breath of the sea! Then, the first gravity method of the Mountain and Sea Jue was also working at full strength, and the power of the invisible mountain and sea quickly expanded.

Although sitting in a wheelchair, Jin Ling currently feels like a deep sea.

At the same time, Jin Ling faintly spit out a word in his mouth: "One!"

"What's going on, how do I feel like I'm being hit by an invisible force!"

"Smell the sea breeze!"

"What a thick impact feeling!"

"There's also a deep pressure that makes me a little breathless!"

"It's an illusion, be careful, don't look at it!"

One by one, the crowd in the front row of the ring began to scream.

The audience more than ten feet away is still like this, and the feeling of Huang Weiwu in the ring is even more real. He felt that what he was facing was not a young man in a wheelchair, but a monstrous wave that was surging towards him wave after wave. He also heard the words of the audience, and there was a cold snort in his heart, it's just an illusion!

No wonder there are dozens of them. What can a few small illusions do! With a little bit of immortal power, these feelings were slowly dispelled.

Jin Ling clasped his hands in his sleeves, and held several white-grade immortal crystals in his palms. A smile tugged at the corners of his mouth. Sure enough, the technique of breathing, coupled with the mountain and sea tricks, can be used at will, and it has such power.

The wrist is covered by long sleeves, and the function of the fairy bracelet can be played. Slowly feel the power of the water system in the bracelet, while carrying the simulacrum and the mountain and sea recipe, while slowly destroying the water system power outward with immortal power.

The warm water gradually spread from Jin Ling's body, and slowly began to envelop the entire ring. The air was filled with the smell of dampness. At the same time, the mouth shouted: "Two!"

Huang Weiwu felt a little cold on his body. The immortal's physique is much stronger than that of ordinary people, and even if the temperature changes, he should not feel so cool, unless this coolness comes from the immortal power. Huang Weiwu touched the sleeve of his shirt, and unexpectedly pinched out the slightest trace of water from the sleeve.

"Is there really water? not an illusion?" he didn't know why, but he felt something wrong.

The water vapor in the ring became thicker and thicker, and when it arrived, it almost became foggy. In the mist, there is the roar of the sea. And the two immobile fighting figures also seemed to be blurred.

The audience in the audience originally thought that such a battle would be extremely dull, but after Jin Ling counted ten times, Huang Weiwu decided the victory with one sword. But the condensation of these water mist made everyone quiet. The immortals who were a little closer to the ring all exclaimed, "How did you do it! My clothes are wet!"

"It's not just illusions, but also the physical coercion of immortal power, mountain and sea techniques, water system exercises, multi-purpose, how did he do it?" Feng Ruohan said.

"Interesting little guy. Wan Yan Donglin smiled faintly.

At the same time, the power of the five elements of the mountain and sea formula, the imitation technique and the immortal bracelet is very large, and the consumption of immortal power is very large. Jin Ling had to use it while drawing immortal power from the immortal crystal.

"Three!"

The stalemate in the ring continued, and although it was only a short time later, and only three numbers were counted, Huang Weiwu felt like a year had passed. The air was too humid, clammy and cold, and in this damp and cold, there was one huge pressure after another, constantly impacting himself. And he was limited to the promise he made just now, and he couldn't fight back. The state of letting the opponent put pressure out of thin air but not being able to counter is too uncomfortable.

He felt very depressed, as if he had been suffocated when he had fallen into the sea and been crushed by the sea.

He panicked and secretly regretted his trust.

"Four!"

Jin Ling continued to count unhurriedly, constantly strengthening the output of immortal power.

The surroundings of the ring were silent at this time. Everyone stared blankly at the mist in the ring, like looking at a huge water tank. The water in the tank is still rising and condensing. The three people inside were motionless, like stone carvings. The mist above the heads of the three of them was as thick as dark clouds in the sky. Obviously, all three of them were already soaking wet, dripping water downward.

Illusion? Illusion can also be used like this? Is it the substance, or is it really illusion?

Jin Ling sat peacefully, with a look of confidence on his face. Huang Weiwu was obviously a little panicked, but he had to keep the promise of ten numbers, and he didn't dare to move, nor did he dare to attack. The judge, who was already stunned, touched his soaked clothes, with a wry smile on his face.

Now in his eyes, Jin Ling is like an ocean, he is like a child playing in the water by the sea! Although his cultivation has reached the level of Immortal Venerable, he will not feel the pressure of chest tightness, but this feeling of facing the ocean is really not good.

"This kid, he actually has this hand!" Qian Dong patted his thigh excitedly, and his hanging heart finally let go. Everyone can see that Huang Weiwu has been completely suppressed, and Jin Ling still has the strength to spare. Well, this one alone can make a lot of money.

Most of the disciples of the firewood team didn't understand Jin Ling's mystery, but they just felt that even though he was sitting still, he also had the upper hand, and they couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"You look good. The sisters of the Mingfeng clan stabbed Ling Linlin's waist and said with a wink.

"What do you call that! Don't talk nonsense!" Ling Linlin said angrily.

Yang Pu clenched his fists, cultivated hard day and night, and never dared to slack off. However, Jin Ling's progress and strength are still far beyond himself. Can immortal power be cultivated like this?

Feng Yuelan frowned slightly, this kid, secrets, there are still many secrets on his body.

Mo Feng's squinted eyes flashed with a deeper murderous intent.

Feng Ruohan is well-informed, and the more this is the case, the more shocked he is at Jin Ling's performance. But his surprise was far less than Yan Donglin's surprise.

"Is the second application of the mountain and sea recipe so wonderful! This kid's name is Jin Ling, right, I'm going to decide!"

The Deputy Sect Master of Wanyan, who had always been calm, shouted out in a rare voice!

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