Chapter 37: Identity Revealed

The scholar held the folding fan in his hand and pointed directly at Lin Feng, and said disdainfully: "Young Master Lingyun, can you want to fight? Don't you want to abstain from voting? Could it be that Lingyun's people are also afraid of the subordinates?" Could it be that the young master of the head of the six major sects of the Central Plains is also willing to bow down and be a vassal? If it spreads, I am afraid that the power of Lingyun will fall into the abyss."

His mouth was full of mockery, but his breath was already unstable. The consumption caused by the scholar is incomparable to others, and even if Lingyun's disciples come, it is difficult to compete.

The three methods of Shenyin Temple, breaking wood, walking long, and piercing stones, are the key to making the disciples of the Luohan Hall have such a physique. Breaking wood is just logging, but it is just a homework to be done when you are young, whenever the disciples reach the age of four or five, they need to follow the senior brothers up the mountain to cut wood, at first a small tree with the thickness of an arm, and then gradually grow, and directly surround a strong tree for success, before the age of ten you need to complete this matter, otherwise you will have to leave the Arhat Palace.

A long trip is a long journey, which requires a long journey of more than ten miles a day, until it can be traveled three times a day, each time eighty miles, all of which need to be completed within an hour before eating. As for piercing the stone, choose a stone tablet among the exercises and feet, and do not rely on the fists and feet alone to penetrate the position, the general disciples began to do this at the age of sixteen, when they can pass through the stone in January, they can practice the magic and breath, and learn the magic and magic weapons of the Shenyin Temple.

In particular, the secret technique of the Shenyin Temple is the supreme secret technique, and it is rumored that there are very few people who have cultivated it from ancient times to the present, and most of them are bottlenecks when they first enter, and then stagnate, just like the Lin family fifty years ago. The crossing method that has passed away is one of them, but no one has practiced this technique since the crossing method.

In the Central Plains, there is no such method of cultivating physical arts except for the Arhat Palace, so no one can beat the disciples of the Arhat Hall in the struggle, but outsiders don't know, so they will be a little afraid when they encounter the disciples of the Shenyin Temple. Scholars are no exception, if the two meet and fight in the wild, the outcome is unpredictable, but on the small ring, the killer is defeated because he can't bear it, and as for the scholar, there is no magic yet.

Under the ridicule, everyone around the Yinzi platform turned their heads to look at Lin Feng, and a lot of evil words could be heard in whispers. Lin Feng's statement outside was too bad, and everyone was not very optimistic.

Ling Yun was provoked, if there were other Ling Yun disciples around Lin Feng, he could ignore it, but he was the only one here, and if he didn't go on stage, he would not only be embarrassed, but also insult the Lin family.

Lin Feng's heart moved, and he slowly walked forward with a grip on the howling god. The surrounding viewers were surprised, they didn't expect the waste wood to dare to fight, the sound of ridicule sounded from all directions, all of them were whispers, Lin Feng frowned, he was very angry in his heart, the majesty of the Lin family could not be challenged.

Standing on top of the ring, he raised the Howling God up, "Lingyun disciple Lin Feng, the blade and long sword used. Please advise!"

The scholar nodded lightly and didn't reply, the folding fan was held in his hand, and a cyan glow rose up and down Zhou's body, and his body was instantly much lighter, but the black reflection behind him was blurred and swaying.

Lin Feng was silently lucky, and the howling god lit up with a white color before he came out of the sheath. A smile flashed at the corner of the scholar's mouth, the folding fan came out of his hand, stood in place and pinched his fingers, the folding fan did not unfold and flew towards Lin Feng. The howling god in his hand was raised, and the sword was unsheathed and struck back.

The folding fan is extremely smart, flying up and down with the scholar's thoughts, the small thing is like a dagger, Lin Feng can only block left and right, unable to fight back. The scholar had never used a spell in the previous three battles, but now the display attracted cheers, and he got up and moved quickly, hitting Lin Feng's back, and the momentum of the pincer attack was formed again.

On the other hand, Lin Feng was not. In the eyes of everyone in the audience, the long sword had been entangled before it had time to unsheath, and it had no power to counterattack at all.

Everyone knows that Lingyun's sword technique is smart, and under the luck of the imperial law, the sword qi is formed, and the attack and defense are impeccable, but Lin Feng looks clumsy, not to mention the sword qi, even the body is extremely stiff.

The scholar attacked behind him, Lin Feng had to hurriedly turn around, but as soon as his figure turned around, the folding fan hit his shoulder, and his body was unstable under the heavy blow, and he flew to the left hand, and landed face down on the edge of the ring, which immediately caused the laughter of the surrounding spectators, so embarrassed It was the first time that he appeared at the Hundred Flowers Festival, and countless disciples had already shook their heads, waiting for Lin Feng to lose.

Qin Sihuan in the distance was startled when he saw this, and hurried to the front of the stage, full of worry. Lin Feng's face was very ugly, and he hurriedly got up and threw the spirit of the whistle, the sword was not unsheathed, and it was divided into three under the drive of the breath, the main sword did not stop, and the two qi swords accompanied him, and the intention turned sharply, and the three swords rushed towards the scholar with the momentum of the wind.

On the other side, in front of the ugly word stage, Li Xiao and Xishui stood side by side, talking about the battle between the two on the stage. One of the two people on the ugly word stage is You Yun, and the other is Shi Ziyang, and the tiger Kuangzhan did not come to the stage, lying on his stomach in the distance alone and drowsy, and people will be surprised when they pass by, and they dare not approach again.

The sound of the piano meanders and flows, and the bursts of sound waves are like substance on the stage, and You Yun does not play in the same place, and the guqin can be used by magic just on the shoulder. Shi Ziyang's long fist is strong and powerful, and the momentum of the tiger's teeth and claws can be seen in the swing, and the golden tiger can be seen when the body is twisted.

The sound of the piano continues, the tiger roars in all directions, and compared with other rings, there are many onlookers in front of the ugly word stage. Shi Ziyang replaces the tiger's mouth with a fist, and when the sound wave hits, it will be bitten off by the tiger's teeth, and the defense is at ease. You Yun stood far away, her hands were sealed and she kept casting spells, and neither of them could help each other for a while, and they fell into a stalemate.

Li Xiao smiled lightly and asked beside him, "Does your senior sister still have a magic weapon yet?"

Xishui sighed softly and shook his head, "If you fight in the door, my sister still has a chance to win, but I have already said before that I only use the guqin." But my sister should have a way to deal with it."

"Hehe, you know, Senior Brother Ziyang is not simple. If your sister is defeated, you want revenge?"

"No, if it weren't for Senior Brother Ziyang's challenge, my sister would never be his enemy. I really didn't expect Senior Brother Ziyang to come to the stage, "I am a little helpless to cherish the water, I only brought the guqin with me today, and the magic weapons used by the two of them were left in the garden and not brought out, and it is because of this that they are so disadvantaged."

At this moment, Shi Ziyang began to counterattack, and after the long fist fell to break the sound of the qin, he suddenly stepped forward, and the tiger shape emerged, pounced on You Yun. The latter hurriedly took two steps back, and the guqin fell from behind to the front of his body, his fingertips were pointed on the strings, and the seven tones rose together, and the seven characters of Gong, Shang, Jiao, Zheng, Yu, Wen, and Wu came out from the strings, and the colorful rays flashed directly to Shi Ziyang.

The latter tiger shape did not appear any stagnation, the black king character on the tiger's head was displayed, the tiger's mouth opened wide and let out a low roar, the sound moved with the wind, the five characters of palace, business, horn, sign, and feather were instantly shattered, only the literature and martial arts were left to circulate, and when the tiger's palm was ready to resist, a dragon roar came, and the tiger shape and the sound of the piano suddenly dissipated, and the two of them turned their heads to look at the Yin word platform not far away.

"Roar!!" A dragon roar sounded, the scholar's body was covered by the cyan dragon and disappeared, the folding fan trembled and fell on the dragon's head, the fan surface unfolded, and the fan bone was located in the position of the dragon's teeth, the dragon and the Xiaoshen collided suddenly, and the two qi swords suddenly shattered and dissipated, only the Xiaoshen was unharmed, but was knocked back to Lin Feng's side. The dragon's body did not pause, and the dragon's mouth flew straight away.

"What happened?" After the dragon roared, the other rings around him stopped, and when they turned their heads, the cyan dragon came into their eyes, and everyone frowned, I don't know who had such a momentum.

"This... It's a little too ruthless, isn't that going to kill people?"

The miscellaneous voices had disappeared, and they were all surprised. The Hundred Flowers Festival has never had such a momentum to this day, although the cultivation of each school is different, but the competition here is not the same as the competition of the same sect, and the two of them on the stage will not use all their strength, for fear of hurting people and offending other sects, so they have never faced each other with their lives.

On the stage, Lin Feng was oppressed by the dragon, his body was unable to stand upright, he clenched the screaming god beside him, and stabbed straight up between the breath wandering, and pierced the center of the green dragon's eyebrows with the ring at the end of the sword scabbard with the power of thunder.

The blue light dissipated, Lin Feng and the scholar both stood on the stage and did not fall, everyone was stunned, the corner of the scholar's mouth was stunned and a mouthful of blood overflowed, and everyone in the audience suddenly gasped, no one expected it to be like this. However, the scholar did not flinch, and in a fit of rage, the folding fan in his hand changed from white to blue, and then to golden yellow.

"This... What he has in his hand is a seven-color fan! It turned out to be a seven-color fan, and this person is Chen Yiming!" After the fan changed color, the faces of everyone in the audience changed greatly. The seven-color fan is a demon cult, the fan is divided into black, purple, orange, yellow, blue, blue, blue, white, the color of the fan moves with the Lord's mind, white is good, black is evil.

As someone spoke, Chen Yiming smiled coldly, and there was no intention to hide it, the folding fan in his hand turned black, and after throwing it, he flew in front of the stage, and several people who were close to each other were scratched by the folding fan, and the blood kept spilling, and he fell to the ground and couldn't stand up. Lin Feng was furious, and the screaming god stabbed the other party in the chest.

Chen Yiming smiled disdainfully, and the folding fan returned from behind Lin Feng, and everyone in the audience shouted the word "be careful". Lin Feng felt the murderous aura approaching, and suddenly jumped up to the right, and the folding fan passed by, and if he was a little slower, he would also be hit. The black fan landed at Chen Yiming's feet, and his master flew up with his toe lightly, and left here with a chuckle, like a farce.

"The demon sect demon dares to come to me to make trouble! Wait for me to take you down!" several people opened their mouths one after another, trying to catch up.

Li Xiao jumped up suddenly, landed on the ring, and shouted loudly: "Listen to me, this person must be Chen Yiming, if you chase us at this time, you will not be able to defeat us." This person appeared here in a vain attempt to disrupt the Hundred Flowers Festival, thinking that he was afraid that we would work together to explore the location of the Demon Sect, so instead of wasting his strength, it would be better to quickly decide the crown, and then it would be nice to eradicate the remnants of the Demon Sect in one fell swoop!"

After finishing speaking, he hurriedly came to Shi Ziyang's side and whispered, "Go and inform the elders of the various gates to come here, if the demon goes and returns, it will be good to take care of it."