Volume 1 Southern Boys Chapter 29: The End
The strong wind dissipated, and the manic space elements gradually stopped under the red coriander phalanx, and the funeral night took a few steps back by inertia, and fell quietly in the center of the field as the puppet of Lin Hantian retracted.
"Wonderful!" As the referee of the Manifestation Realm, Li Xin couldn't help but praise the battle with Lin Hantian on the night of the Manifestation just now, this kind of wonderful duel under the Manifestation Realm has not appeared in the Dao Hall for a long time.
Similarly, Mu Xi, Hu Hao and others sitting in the audience were dumbfounded, and the strength of both sides of the duel in the arena was far beyond their expectations.
Hu Hao and Bai Mo have followed Lin Hantian for many years, and they are basically inseparable, and they didn't expect that the irritable Lin Hantian would be cynical on weekdays, and he would never have such strength behind their backs.
And Lin Hantian, the other end of the field where the burial night is located, is not as calm as the former, the explosiveness, speed, and especially the strength of the funeral night are far underestimated by his cognition, "Special meow, don't you believe that you can't beat this annoying thing!"
Lin Hantian has his own pride, there are rivals among the same age in Biluo City, as the most promising high-level sect in the Lin family, he has almost a halo from birth, and the cognition formed in the environment in which he grew up is the protagonist. That is, under the influence of a certain extent, he gradually formed an irritable and irritable personality through hard work and his nature.
Everyone's life is so colorful, how dazzling it is at the moment when he becomes a soul in Lin Hantian, the puppet technique he has cultivated, the soul technique he has practiced makes him have an indelible pride... The sadness behind this is something that no one else can touch.
With a roar, Lin Hantian's five fingers controlled the puppet's soul lines were staggered, and the puppet formation turned into a sharp blade to repair the door, quickly approaching like a funeral night.
"It's... Transform into a spirit realm! Lin Hantian he broke through!" Just when Lin Hantian's soul power erupted under the roar, almost everyone present clearly sensed that Lin Hantian's cultivation at this moment had advanced from the late stage of the Psychic Realm to the early stage of the Transformation Spirit Realm.
Under the extreme emotion, Lin Hantian broke through, and the funeral night seemed to have become his pedal. Years of puppet cultivation and repressed confession to Mu Xi were rejected, and finally the funeral night became the last catalyst for his outbreak, successfully allowing his cultivation to break through.
"Blade Repair!"
The five-line Demon Snatching Song was activated, and the five puppets of Lin Hantian were simultaneously covered with high-intensity soul power and rotated at high speed between the breaths approaching the funeral night, "Funeral night, it's all over!"
The murderous soul power overwhelmingly attacked the funeral night, and the pupils of the burial night in the soul qi vortex dilated, and Lin Hantian's puppet attack was as powerful as the 'Running Thunder Slash' that had duel with Zeng Yan before.
"It looks like it can't be hidden anymore!" Funeral Night muttered in his heart, ready to explode the ghost hand and open the eagle eye with all his might, and at this moment, the soul in his body was suddenly restrained by something.
The sharp blade repair door that was close at hand, the five puppet soul magic slammed into the eyeballs of the burial night, and just when it was about to attack the decimeter of the burial night, a light and shadow falling from the sky fell into the torn duel arena.
"Bang, boom!"
When the light and shadow fell, the soul power of the body flashed like lightning exploded from the side of the funeral night, and in an instant, the latter was bounced away for dozens of miles, until it was above the soul stone at the edge of the dueling arena.
At the same time, Lin Hantian's five puppets with berserk soul power also stopped in the high-speed rotation.
"It's Instructor Li Xin!"
The light and shadow gradually dissipated, and the man in the yellow-haired robe stood in the light and shadow, his hands stretched out, leaving a closer look, and it was not difficult to find that his outstretched hands had mellow soul power.
"Cough, cough..." got up from the soul stone, and stared at Li Xin, who was bounced away, and the power exuded by the latter just now made him feel warlike.
On the other hand, Lin Hantian, his stunned eyes seemed to stop for a few seconds, and when he reacted, he said in a tone of reproach and anger: "Instructor Li, what do you mean by this?"
Seeing that Li Xin was not in a hurry, the palm that blocked the five puppets shook his soul power again, shaking it to Lin Hantian's side, and then bent down to pick up the dagger that had just been dropped by it when it was bounced away and threw it gently at the latter, and finally put his hands into the robe and said, "I declare that Lin Hantian will win this duel." ”
"Lin Hantian's sharp blade cultivation just now is obvious to everyone, its destructive power is no longer what the funeral night can bear, if the funeral night withstands the attack just now, it may be either dead or disabled, and Lin Hantian's killing intent has risen, and the game is over. Li Xin said, and the last loud voice reverberated throughout the dueling arena, "End!"
A few seconds after Li Xin's announcement ended, the silent dueling arena erupted into a cacophony after everyone looked at each other, some admiring the excitement of the duel, some cheering for the victory of the cold day, and some lamenting the defeat on the funeral night...
"Funeral night, are you alright?" With Li Xin's disappearance of the announcement, in the noise of everyone, Mu Xi was the first to rush out of the viewing seat to support the funeral night.
Looking at the scarred funeral night, Mu Xi's eyes couldn't help but flow out of the corners of her eyes.
"Ahem, it's not a big problem, my body is very strong. Funeral Night picked up the dagger that Li Xin threw on the ground beside him and put it into the cloth bag across his waist, and then slowly left with Mu Xi's support.
At this moment, Lin Hantian, who had already taken the five puppets back to the ring, had been surrounded by everyone in the dueling arena, and everyone also helped Lin Hantian to sit in the audience to recuperate, and Lin Hantian had been keeping his eyes on the funeral night until the latter left.
"Get out of here, take it!" On the side, Lin Hantian's fan brother brought him water, and was rudely reprimanded by Lin Hantian.
Lin Hantian's anger was not only when he saw Mu Xi supporting Mu Xi to leave the funeral night, but after the baptism after the duel with the funeral night, he cared more about the deeper things of the funeral night.
"You all disperse, let Lin Shao be quiet. Hu Hao and Bai Mo said, dismissing a large number of onlookers in the dojo, and at this moment, there were only a few acquaintances left in the huge duel arena.
The red coriander phalanx also returned to its original appearance at this time with the transformation of the soul talisman, Lin Hantian sat in the audience with his neck raised, and his hands stretched out on the chairs on the other left and right sides of the chair and fell into contemplation.
"Just now, that kid on the night of the burial, I could feel from the puppet that he seemed to have some killing move!" Lin Hantian pondered deeply, the puppeteer's exploration and prediction of soul power was the most skilled and accurate among the four professions, and as a puppeteer, Lin Hantian actually felt a trace of fear through the penetrating soul line when the blade cultivation door was about to attack the burial night.
"Hu Hao, what do you think of that funeral night. Suddenly, Lin Hantian, who had been broken from deep thought, turned his head sideways and asked Hu Hao.
"Big brother, we underestimated him before, Mu Xi's new friend is not simple. Hu Hao said and added, "Of course, you can't compare with the eldest brother." ”
"Bai Mo, what do you think of you?" Lin Hantian asked again.
"I think the same as Hu Hao, there are indeed two brushes on this funeral night. Bai Mo replied.
After a few seconds of silence, Lin Hantian got up and said to everyone, "Forget it, in order to celebrate my victory and breakthrough in cultivation, I will have a dinner in the old place tonight!"
Then, a few minutes after leaving the gym on the night of the funeral, Lin Hantian's group gradually left one after another.