Lin Zhao's expression was calm, his eyes were smart, and his fingers pinched quickly, pointing directly at the top of his head.

But seeing a flash of spiritual light, the spiritual power surging in the air was suddenly controlled by Lin Zhao, and he could no longer mobilize it for Meng Zhibo.

It was Lin Zhao who had come up with the harassment method that he had come up with after observing the fighting methods of the disciples of the Shenxiao Sect for these days, and it was also the first time he had used it at this time.

All changes are inseparable, and any spell cannot escape the blessing of heaven and earth aura, so that the power of nature can be leveraged, forming an amplification effect, and completing the release of various spells to attack the enemy.

Lin Zhao's spell was a low-level spell "Spirit Control Technique", which was originally a strengthening spell as an auxiliary.

But Lin Zhao had already cultivated the "Spirit Control Technique" to the realm of "subtlety" at this time, and his ability to control it had strengthened dozens of times.

Therefore, when the Monts-Boury Law was about to be completed, it really came into effect.

If the speed is slow, the opponent's spell has been completed, and if the speed is fast, it will not have an effect.

Meng Zhibo's next few spells were interrupted by Lin Zhao one by one, and the true yuan in his body was also devoured, and his face suddenly began to turn pale.

Compared with this, the blow to Meng Zhibo's heart was even worse, the opponent seemed to be able to know his every move in advance, and his every move fell into the opponent's calculations, and the opponent was like a bottomless sea, with strict means and endless results.

A sense of powerlessness came from the bottom of his heart, and Meng Zhibo boasted that he was also stronger than ordinary people, and at this time, a sense of decadence arose.

His teeth were clenched, his lips were inadvertently bitten, and Meng Zhibo was still unaware. As soon as the magic trick was pinched, a series of talismans suddenly appeared in his hand, which were quickly activated and thrown towards Lin Zhao.

Seeing this, Lin Zhao knew that the opponent had changed his routine, and he didn't dare to be careless, so he concentrated on dealing with it.

The figure flashed, and the "Flame Spear", "Golden Spirit Slash", "Wu Earth Divine Thunder", and "Own Earth Divine Thunder" runes issued by Meng Zhibo burst open, and they were all high-level runes.

Most of them were dodged by Lin Zhao, but all kinds of "divine thunder" talismans were too fast, and they could occasionally wipe Lin Zhao.

It's just that Lin Zhao's body was wrapped in layers of defensive magic covers, even if one or two layers were broken, it would not damage his body at all, and then Lin Zhao made up a few protective spells.

The onlookers below didn't dare to grow out of the atmosphere at this time, and they were shocked by the methods of the two people on the stage.

Meng Zhibo saw that the talisman still couldn't make a contribution, and the yellow magic clock around his side suddenly fell into his palm. Seeing this, Lin Zhao stared at Dai Zhibo's movements with both eyes, wanting to see his methods.

Holding the handle of the bronze bell with his right hand, Meng Zhibo shook it vigorously at Lin Zhao.

Lin Zhao only heard a confused bell ringing in his ears, and his mind was suddenly confused, but he didn't breathe, and he woke up directly.

This bell actually uses the sound to confuse his senses, but there is something to be desired, Lin Zhao thought to himself.

At the same time as Meng Zhibo shook the bronze bell in his right hand, a flying sword had already appeared in the palm of his left hand.

The flying sword did not have a hilt, it was obviously dedicated to the imperial sword, and the mana in Meng Zhibo's hand surged, and suddenly the flying sword disappeared without a trace. reappeared, and it was already in Lin Zhao's chest.

Lin Zhao was not in a hurry, and on the side of his body, he had already given way to the flying sword, but Meng Zhibo obviously had a back hand.

The flying sword swirled, circled around and stabbed Lin Zhao again. Its speed is as fast as the wind, and before the sword body arrives, the sharp killing aura has already hit people.

Lin Zhao's cultivation in martial arts is so strong, his six senses are agile and sharp, and he is not afraid of this kind of attacking technique, but at this time, Lin Zhao does not want to expose martial arts methods, so he is easy to dodge, and does not fight back with martial arts methods.

Meng Zhibo's old trick was repeated, wanting to use the bronze bell magic weapon to confuse his mind, but unfortunately the same method was difficult to work for Lin Zhao for the second time, as soon as he saw him raise the bronze bell, he had already protected his ears, and Meng Zhibo's actions could only be in vain.

Lin Zhao saw that Meng Zhibo's skills were exhausted, and he didn't want to delay any longer.

Immediately, Lin Zhao dodged the flying sword assassination while pinching the mantra, and in an instant, the thunder above Meng Zhibo's head exploded, and the three "Jiamu Divine Thunder" quickly fell.

Meng Zhibo was shocked and dodged with all his might, but unfortunately he only dodged two divine thunders, and the third divine thunder was no longer easy to dodge, and he was directly broken by a blow to the talisman spell, and the aftermath hit his body and paralyzed him to the ground.

Seeing this, Lin Zhao reached out and grabbed the flying sword that had lost control and sandwiched it between his fingers.

The law enforcement referee who was watching the game on the side breathed a sigh of relief at this time and stepped forward to check Meng Zhibo's injury.

More than a dozen breaths have passed, Meng Zhibo has recovered, Lin Zhao saw this, threw the flying sword in his hand, Meng Zhibo made the sword trick, took it steadily, and bowed to Lin Zhao.

"Thank you for your mercy with Uncle Zhao, my nephew and I are convinced, he will be fated one day, and I will ask my senior brother for benefits!" Meng Zhibo looked solemn and his words were sincere.

Lin Zhao stepped forward and helped Meng Zhibo up.

For this fellow disciple, Lin Zhao also has a good impression, his fighting style is experienced, his style is steady and atmospheric, and he does not lose the opportunity to change, he is really a figure hidden in the wisdom, and he can make friends.

"Master and nephew, don't be polite, today's Dafa Dabi is offended!" Lin Zhao smiled slightly, and his words were modest.

Seeing that everyone in the audience was watching, it was inconvenient for them to say more, so they exchanged the sound transmission seals in case they would get together again in the future, so they hurriedly stepped off the stage.

So far, with the lucky Xiang Zhiyi, the top nine outer disciples have been decided, namely Lin Zhao, Fu Zhirui, Zhong Zhihua, Gu Zhisui, Xu Zhiyun, Jin Heyang, Huang Hexun, Mo Hejun, and Xiang Zhiyi.

The following big competition is the most intense challenge and fighting method.

At this point, the nine who have already won will have to accept the challenge of the eight who have lost before. There are eight losers, and each person can challenge three times.

The nine winners can also continue to challenge, but they can only choose an opponent from among the nine winners, and each person can challenge twice.

A win in this way counts as 10 points, a tie is worth 5 points each, and a loss to the opponent is worth 0 points.

Finally, the top ten places are determined by points and fighting games, and try to ensure that the top ten people live up to their names.

Everyone rested for an hour to recover the mana they had lost before, and Lin Zhao also pretended to find a quiet room dedicated to restoring the true yuan and meditated.

As an important venue for the sect's performance, all kinds of supporting facilities are complete, and there are spiritual veins flowing in the side hills.

It's just that these stone chambers are closed on weekdays, and it's rare to use them.

An hour later, the bronze bell on the high platform rang and the challenge began.

The first is the nine-man guard, accepting the challenge of the losing eight.

Lin Zhao stood on the stage of acting, waiting quietly, his expression was quiet, tepid, not impatient.

The eight people below hesitated for a moment, and someone picked their opponents first and jumped onto the stage. Lin Zhao also had people come to the stage here and came to challenge.

Lin Zhao knows this person, this person's legal name is "Heji", he is good at using wood techniques, and "Yimu Shenlei" makes him elusive, and he is good at controlling the rhythm of fighting, so he is a good opponent.

The two sides routinely saluted and reported their names, the law enforcement referee sorted out the order, and the fight began directly.

He He directly started with the "Otogi Divine Thunder", and Lin Zhao did not intend to delay, and the shot was also the "Otogi Divine Thunder".

Both sides are fast attacking, and it all depends on the degree of control of the thunder law and the speed of casting spells, as well as the way to change the body method.

In all fairness, Heji's strength is definitely not weak, but he really found the wrong opponent.

Lin Zhao had already dominated the situation with a little effort, disrupting the rhythm of Heji, and in the end he could only watch himself being hit by the "Otogi Divine Thunder", but there was nothing he could do.

The moment he fell to the ground, He really wanted to give himself two big mouths, who was not good, why did he blindly pick such a ruthless person, and he was defeated by his best "Otogi Divine Thunder", which was really embarrassing.

Among the present, there were two people who were not challenged at all, that is, Fu Zhirui and Zhong Zhihua, who had Taoist bodies.

The names of these two people have long been spread among the outer disciples, and no one wants to be stupid enough to challenge these two strongmen.

The remaining seven people are all challenged. It's just that Lin Zhao ended this one the fastest, and the others continued to fight.

Lin Zhao had no choice but to wait quietly, and looked around the valley in boredom.

But I saw my master with two senior brothers, as well as the second senior sister and Yueyuan sitting in a pavilion in the valley, looking at him with a smile.

Feeling hot in his heart, Lin Zhao smiled and waved his hand to the four people in the distance.

When he looked back, he accidentally saw a group of beautiful nuns in one place, about four or five people, one of whom was also waving to him.

Lin Zhao's eyes froze, and then he responded with a smile and waved his hand.

This person was Concubine Yuming, who was destined to meet under the moonlit night that day, and was standing with several beautiful and abnormal female cultivators at this time, saying something to her companions on the side.

Several people seemed to be making fun of each other, and from time to time they reached out to cover their smiling ruddy mouths, which seemed to be very cheerful for these female cultivators.

Lin Zhao asked himself if he had a shallow relationship with the other party, it was just a one-sided relationship, and he didn't care about it in his heart, but he just began to silently observe the fighting methods in other rings.

After two teas, the other six rings have been decided.

Lin Zhao saw clearly, Meng Zhibo, who had fought against him before, defeated his opponent.

Next, two more rounds of challenges were held, and Lin Zhao had people on the stage.

Lin Zhao was not polite, and basically adopted the method of "using the other way, giving back to the other", and defeated the challenger cleanly.

At this moment, Lin Zhao gradually showed some strength, and the people around him paid more and more attention to him.

It was only at this time that everyone in the audience really saw how deep Lin Zhao's strength was.

The spells that can be learned are simply endless, and each of them has a profound comprehension, and is about to approach Dacheng.

Although Lin Zhao's name is also spread in the Zhongzhou Mountain Gate, after all, the scope is limited, and most of them are only a few words, and they cannot be detailed, and everyone will not take it too seriously.

But at this time, the people below were paying attention to his actions, and after recalling and counting them, they found that he had mastered at least two or three hundred techniques, each of which was not shallow, and immediately screamed and informed his companions on the side.

As a result, in less than an hour, almost everyone in the Dharma Acting Square knew that there was a pervert among the outer disciples, and one person had comprehended hundreds of spells, and he was proficient in everything.

The place where the crowd gathers has always been a good place to spread rumors and rumors.

Lin Zhao began to emerge temporarily in the acting, and people with good deeds gave Lin Zhao a nickname, called "Magic Full of Divine Heaven".

Some people also saw that Lin Zhao was handsome, heroic, and his temperament was as gentle as jade.

For a while, there were several groups of people on the field arguing over Lin Zhao's nickname.

No matter what world it is, there are always party members who "look is justice", and many female cultivators like the name "Shenxiao Jade Prince", so they have the upper hand.

Lin Zhao was in the ring, how did he know that such a thing happened offstage, and he was still ready to challenge his opponent.

After a while, Lin Zhao had already determined his opponent, which was Zhong Zhihua, who was known as the "Day After Tomorrow".

Meals must always be eaten one bite at a time, and good things must be put at the end to be appropriate.

Exactly: the art is full of prestige in the mountain gate, and the name is the son of the god Xiaoxiao!

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