"Ten Strengths?!"

As soon as Zhao Yu's new fist technique was displayed, someone exclaimed. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 As soon as these words came out, many outer disciples couldn't help but gasp.

Ten Strengths, although not the strongest among the outer martial arts, is definitely the most special. It allows the cultivator to unleash a special force, which can be protected by the monk's spells and directly attack the enemy's flesh. If it weren't for a monk with a particularly strong body or wearing armor with a particularly strong defense, if he was punched, he would not die or be disabled.

In the Cloud Sect, there are very few people who cultivate the physical body, so there are many disciples who have such a big reaction when they hear this name. Nemesis, this is their nemesis.

"No wonder he was able to run rampant at the outer gate for so long, I obeyed. One of the disciples muttered in a low voice. Cultivating the Ten Strengths requires not only talent, but also perseverance. Otherwise, this martial art would not be so few people learned.

Zhao Yuxin's speed was very fast, Ling Jie just saw a shadow flash, and Zhao Yuxin appeared in front of him.

And Zhao Yuxin's fist slammed into the light cluster in front of Ling Jie, very weird, without any sound, as if his hand was gently touching the wall.

Of course, that's just on the surface. In fact, a strange force had already passed through the light cluster in front of Ling Jie. With a "snap", Ling Jie's outermost piece of armor began to crack. Immediately after, the stone slab under Ling Jie's feet also began to crack, forming a depression.

Effective, Zhao Yuxin's eyes flashed with joy, it seems that it doesn't take a lot of effort to solve Ling Jie. Yes, even when he saw Ling Jie's tortoiseshell-like protection, Zhao Yuxin never thought that he would be defeated. The difference is that it took him a lot of thought and effort to defeat Ling Jie.

It is not impossible to directly break through Ling Jie's amazing-looking protective layer, but Zhao Yuxin estimates that if he does this, he will definitely be tired and half dead. In that case, even if he wins, in Zhao Yuxin's heart and in the eyes of others, Zhao Yuxin will lose.

A monk of the seventh layer of qi refining would be tired and half dead even to deal with a monk who was only the fifth layer of qi refining. This cultivator of the seventh layer of Qi refining must be a waste. This is the first reaction of many people after hearing it.

Zhao Yuxin was overjoyed, but Ling Jie was half shocked. I thought it would be safe in this way, but I didn't expect it to suddenly burst into ten strengths.

No, you can't sit still. Ling Jie's eyes flashed with cruelty, dogs will jump off the wall when they are in a hurry, and rabbits will bite people when they are in a hurry. Ling Jie took out a stack of charms from his storage bag, which looked like the thunderstorm talismans, flame talismans and other talismans he had bought before.

Ling Jie infused the true qi in his body into a thunderstorm talisman, and after that thunderstorm talisman was instilled with true qi, it began to glow slightly.

Go, the thunderstorm talisman that Ling Jie had activated was thrown towards Zhao Yuxin, and the speed was very fast, like a gale.

However, in the face of the oncoming thunderstorm talisman, Zhao Yuxin did not panic at all, and with a light flash, he dodged Ling Jie's thunderstorm talisman.

Off-the-field, Gongsun Xin saw this scene and sighed slightly: "Although the thunderstorm talisman has the power of the full force of the ninth layer of qi refining, the speed at which you shoot out the spell is not as fast as the other party! Moreover, even if you attack, so what, the other party is ......"

Suddenly there was a sound of lightning, followed by an explosion that scorched the stone slabs on the ground.

Hmph, enough distance. Zhao Yuxin kicked hard with his right foot, and a slight invisible crack appeared on the stone slab on the ground.

"Bang" "Bang" There are two pieces of armor on Ling Jie's body that are cracked, and they are still in the same position as the broken armor before.

What, Ling Jie was shocked, he couldn't continue like this, if he continued like this, he would definitely fail.

"Why doesn't he move?" A disciple in the audience suddenly wondered, generally speaking, under Zhao Yuxin's fierce attack, with Ling Jie's body, he should have been knocked away a long time ago, how could he still stand firmly in place.

After the disciple asked questions, a kind disciple responded to him, "That's because Ling Jie used the Qianjun Talisman, and now Ling Jie weighs a thousand jun." ”

On the field, under Zhao Yuxin's attack again, the armor on Ling Jie's body cracked into two pieces again, and the damaged position of each piece was surprisingly consistent.

At this time, Ling Jie was also ruthless, activating all the spells in his hand at one time, and then projecting them densely towards Zhao Yuxin.

See how you hide now? Ling Jie looked at Zhao Yuxin, who was surrounded by spells, and felt proud of his wit in his heart.

Bang!

Thunderstorms, flames, ice, and hurricanes instantly appeared around Zhao Yuxin, and then exploded violently. In the eyes of the outer disciples in the field, Zhao Yuxin, who was in the center of thunderstorms, flames, ice, and hurricanes, was planted this time.

With such a fierce attack, even if the foundation building period monk is hit, he will be seriously injured. Many outer disciples looked at Ling Jie with strange expressions, although Ling Jie was using external forces, but if he wins, he wins.

At the same time, some of the disciples only felt that their eyes lit up, and Ling Jie found a way for them to defeat the strong with the weak. Pile up a lot of spells to kill each other, this is indeed a way.

The smoke screen cleared, and a figure appeared in front of everyone. Zhao Yuxin appeared in front of everyone unharmed. This not only surprised many disciples, but also felt reasonable.

Unexpectedly, the foundation building period monk will be seriously injured if he is attacked, and he, Zhao Yuxin, will be fine. I think it is reasonable that Zhao Yuxin, who has been rampant in the outer door for many years, and is covered by a disciple of his own lineage, will not be defeated so easily.

"No, it's all right? Big brother, you're a tortoise, right? Seeing Zhao Yuxin, who was unscathed, Ling Jie couldn't help but complain. However, what was surprising was that Ling Jie was not afraid at all.

Isn't this his last resort? For no reason, many people have such thoughts.

"Fujiki armor, able to withstand the attack of the monk who is a little drunk. Zhao Yuxin patted the armor wrapped in his clothes. At the same time, a cruel look appeared on his face, "This should be your last resort, tell me, how do you want to die?"

Ling Jie suddenly thought that if he tried to compete on the martial arts platform, he would not be punished for killing someone by mistake. I see, no wonder he agreed so easily, he should have already saved his heart to kill me.

Thinking of this, Ling Jie only felt like he had entered an ice cave, and his whole body was cold. It was the first time he had faced the threat of death. For the first time, I also felt that death was so close.

Going to die, going to die. Under Zhao Yuxin's cold gaze, and the increasingly powerful aura on Zhao Yuxin's body, it was even more powerful than the ninth-level cultivator that Ling Jie had seen by chance, and it seemed to be more than a little bit simple. Under Zhao Yuxin's oppression, Ling Jie's hairs stood on end.