Shen Yun has always thought that his combat power is quite good, but seeing the battle between these two people made him realize what it means to have mountains outside the mountains and people outside the people.

As a result, they become more focused, and even silently memorize the rhythm of their steps.

For the genius girl of the Xiong family, I originally thought in my heart that the other party was just born with good luck, good qualifications, and faster cultivation, and the real combat power must not be able to take the table.

However, Ling Tiancheng's magic attainments made him stunned, but in the eyes of the old man surnamed Xiong in the Linglan Realm, he was still inferior to Xiong Li'er?

"I still underestimate the heroes of the world. Staring at the two people who were fighting fiercely, Shen Yun sighed lightly.

At this time, on the ring, the young man surnamed Ling saw the fierce young man rolling over, his face changed slightly, and he slapped the storage bag.

Xiong Changyu's eyes were fierce and he took a few steps forward.

As soon as the accumulation was completed, I suddenly felt a flash of golden light in front of me, and I didn't want to blast out my fists.

With a "bang", there were bursts of stinging pain in his fist, and when he looked at it, Huo Ran was a golden triangular defensive magic weapon, the size of a folding fan, dazzling, and his power was at least a medium-grade magic weapon.

Suddenly, several blue lights flashed in front of him, Xiong Changyu secretly said that it was not good, he stepped back a few steps, "swished" a few times, and several wind blades flew past his cheeks, a trace of strong wind, cutting off several strands of hair.

At this moment, the young man surnamed Ling took the opportunity to take a few steps forward again, a cold glint flashed in his eyes, and his mouth groaned.

Xiong Changyu saw that the other party's hands were pulled again, and wisps of ice blue light appeared, and hurriedly retreated, only to find that he was almost on the edge of the ring, and his heart was shocked, and he couldn't help but sigh bitterly: "I admit defeat." ”

There was an uproar in the audience, and everyone could see that if it weren't for the ring, the sturdy young man would naturally be far away, and he didn't have to admit defeat at all.

When the young man surnamed Ling heard this, his hands shook, and the large ice needles suddenly turned into puffs of blue smoke and disappeared, he smiled faintly and said, "Xiong Daoyou is really good, he is really ashamed to borrow the power of the location and magic weapon." ”

The sturdy young man said nothing with a cold face, took off a storage bag on his waist, threw it to the young man surnamed Ling, and then jumped out of the ring, without looking back, and just left.

The young man surnamed Ling took the bet, smiled dumbly, and was about to jump off the ring.

Suddenly, an abrupt voice sounded in the audience: "Ling Daoyou is worthy of being an elite disciple of Ice and Snow Castle, how about you sit down and sit down?" Huo Ran was the fat man Xiong Changchun, but the gray-clothed old man beside him had long since disappeared.

Shen Yun turned his head, Shi Jin didn't know when he left, he was depressed in his heart, and walked between the stalls in the square, ignoring the noise everywhere. After a while, it felt boring again.

Gradually walk into the garden area and follow the cobblestone path to the accommodation.

He muttered in his mouth: "The elite disciples of the Immortal Cultivation Gang are actually so powerful. ”

Looking up at the front, the old man surnamed Xiong didn't know when, and came to the willow branches fluttering in the wind, as if he had never left.

Shen Yun shook his head, secretly calculating in his heart. Against a magic cultivator like Ling Tiancheng, with the help of the speed of the snow spirit and the power of the soul thorn, as long as the dodge is opened, there may be a chance to win in close quarters.

But in the face of the body cultivation bear Changyu, Shen Yun only felt that there was no chance of winning, Xue Ling's claws could not hurt the other party, if he was close to the opponent, he would definitely lose, unless the main thorn of the soul could sneak attack.

In fact, Shen Yun also likes melee combat, holding a sword in one hand, and running the Wind Trick to react quickly, which has the advantage of almost no mana consumption.

"If you can refine your body?" Shen Yun's eyes lit up, imagining that he would hold a soul thorn in each hand, rolling like a whirlwind to kill the enemy, he would definitely be majestic.

Well, you should ask Shi Qiulan, what is physical cultivation?