After Lin Lichuan finished speaking, he turned around and was about to leave.

The tattooed man was stunned for a moment when he saw this, and when he came back to his senses, his face showed a flash of anger.

"Are you teasing me?"

When the words fell, his whole person had already flashed out, and he came to Lin Lichuan's back in an instant, and punched straight out.

Lin Lichuan had been secretly on guard for a long time, and when he saw this, he turned around sharply and met him with the same punch.

The two fists collided in the void, sending out a dull sound that hit the lungs, and a circle of qi visible to the naked eye instantly stirred up, setting off a whistling wind.

Lin Lichuan and the tattooed man's bodies shook at the same time, and they retreated in both directions, standing seven or eight meters apart.

"I didn't expect you to be a transcendent person!" The tattooed man's eyes flashed with disbelief, looking Lin Lichuan up and down.

Until the fight, he didn't see the slightest trace of cultivating martial arts exercises on Lin Lichuan's body, and thought that the other party was just an ordinary person, but he didn't expect to be able to punch himself without falling behind.

"Could it be a physical enhancement type of supernatural ability?" said the tattooed man in his heart.

Lin Lichuan didn't answer, but took a light breath, followed by the step forward, and once again attacked the other party.

Seeing that Lin Lichuan repeatedly ignored himself, the tattooed man was really angry at this moment, and he snorted suddenly, and a low voice like rolling thunder sounded in his body, and the whole person instantly turned into an afterimage and shot towards Lin Lichuan.

The silence of the night was suddenly broken, and a deafening roar echoed through the dim streets, and the two figures were almost entangled, indistinguishable from each other, and from them burst out with the thud of fists and feet colliding violently, as if someone was beating a drum in their ears.

With the two of them as the center, the violent energy invaded in all directions, blowing dust and dust on the ground.

As the battle progressed, Lin Lichuan gradually felt as if his blood was boiling, and there was a faint burning sensation in his heart.

Throughout the two lives, this is the first time he has fought so heartily, not a one-hit instant kill, but a real evenly matched battle, he suddenly has a feeling that he puts himself in the shoes of the battle plots of various fantasy novels he has read.

This inexplicable boiling sensation made him very happy, as if his whole body was ignited.

"Is that all you have?"

Under the agitation of his heart, Lin Lichuan raised his head suddenly, looking at the tattooed man steadily, his eyes shone with a breathtaking light, and the slight hesitation and apprehension before the start of the battle had completely disappeared, replaced by the excitement and eagerness for the battle.

He suddenly liked the feeling.

"Arrogance!"

The tattooed man's face was steep, his heart became more and more annoyed, the thunder in his body suddenly thundered for a few minutes, and the next second he punched out like a cannon, and he blasted towards Lin Lichuan with a terrifying momentum.

Where the fist passed, the air shrank to the sides as if it was being burned, forming a distortion visible to the naked eye, and at the same time, a slight but seemingly heartfelt thunder burst out, which made Lin Lichuan's heart couldn't help but be shocked.

Seeing this, he did not hesitate to condense the spiritual pressure, and the strength of his whole body gathered on his right hand, and he smashed out his fist.

One bone!

Boom!

Far louder and louder bangs than before.

The tattooed man's face turned pale, and his whole body trembled violently as if he had been struck by lightning, and he followed him back a few steps in a row, but he suffered a loss under this blow.

"You, what kind of martial arts are you?" he looked at Lin Lichuan in shock.

Lin Lichuan didn't hear it, looked down at his fist, and was overjoyed in his heart.

It seems that he still underestimated his strength before, but he didn't expect that kendo had not yet been used, and he would have been able to gain the upper hand in the battle with the tattooed man just by fighting in vain, although it was far from the level of crushing, but it was not bad.

It's time to end the fight, though.

Lin Lichuan glanced at the tattooed man, and saw that he was just standing in place with a shocked face, not daring to step forward, so he did not hesitate to say silently in his heart:

"Upgrade kendo. ”

A huge amount of information instantly poured into my mind, and my head ached.

Fortunately, after the previous two upgrades, Lin Lichuan has become quite accustomed to this feeling, coupled with the improvement of physical fitness, the resistance has increased, and the discomfort of this upgrade is far less intense than before, and it disappeared without a trace after a few seconds.

The sense of confidence brought by the increase in strength surged in Lin Lichuan's heart, and as soon as his mind moved, the palm of his slightly open right hand suddenly sank, and there was a cold touch unique to metal.

Looking down, there was already a well-forged, sword-like strange weapon in the palm of his hand, and the sharp blade shone with a cold luster in the moonlight.

The tattooed man not far away suddenly widened his eyes when he saw this scene, revealing a look of shock that could not be concealed, he didn't see how the weapon in Lin Lichuan's hand appeared at all, but in an instant, there was a strange long sword in the opponent's hand.

"What's going on? Could it be a spatial ability? This guy has awakened two abilities?" Several thoughts flashed in the tattooed man's heart one after another, and his eyes looking at Lin Lichuan were already full of shock.

From the battle just now, he had already seen that Lin Lichuan had not cultivated systematic martial arts techniques, except for the last powerful martial art, the latter only used ordinary hand-to-hand combat techniques from beginning to end, but the proficiency of the skills was amazing.

So he decided that Lin Lichuan should be a physical enhancement ability, but he didn't expect that this would pop up another spatial ability.

And, Longsword? Isn't this guy good at swordsmanship?

The tattooed man's mind raced, and he quickly denied his speculation.

People's energy is limited, and it is impossible to be proficient in everything, since this guy is so good at hand-to-hand combat, it proves that his attainment in swordsmanship must not be too high.

Proficient in a variety of techniques, that is the treatment of geniuses, he doesn't think that he is so unlucky, casually bumping into a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy happens to be a genius.

"Do you think you can have an advantage in battle with a weapon?

The tattooed man sneered in his heart, and the slight horror caused by Lin Lichuan's punch was swept away, and he kicked under his feet, and stepped on several cracks on the hard ground with a click, and the whole person rushed out like a fierce beast hunting under the huge reaction force, and attacked Lin Lichuan fiercely again.

Swish!

He was greeted by a sharp sword light that was extremely bright.

The sword light was cold, containing an icy chill that was almost suffocating.

The fear of death enveloped the tattooed man's heart in an instant, his pupils shrank suddenly, and he braked his body suddenly, turning from extreme movement to extreme stillness, and the next moment he retreated rapidly against inertia, and finally avoided the fate of being cut in two by a sword, but at the cost of a deep wound on his chest, blood splattered.

The sharp pain distorted the tattooed man's face, but he couldn't stop, his body flashed one after another, dodging the sword shadows that swept in the sky like a storm.

At this moment, he finally understood how wrong his previous guess was, and the swordsmanship of the opponent in front of him was actually more profound than hand-to-hand combat!

"How is it possible!? This guy is at most eighteen years old, how can he be proficient in two techniques at the same time?"

The tattooed man shouted frantically in his heart, but he couldn't change the situation of gradual defeat.

And at this moment, Lin Lichuan's sword momentum changed, the long sword suddenly retracted, and the next second he slashed across the air with a more rapid attitude.

The sharp blade almost turned into a chilling aurora in the moonlight, so fast that it was impossible to dodge, and the tattooed man could only watch as the sword light magnified sharply in his field of vision, and finally sank into his neck.

Before the sharp pain surged like a tide, and his consciousness fell into eternal darkness, the tattooed man heard an indifferent voice in his ears.

"Ecut!"