After Wang Yue stabilized his body, the look in his eyes became serious. He took a deep breath and said: "I originally thought that I could defeat you in physical competition, but I didn't expect that you are so strong. It seems that I don't use real methods. No more."
Lin Haoming looked at Wang Yue and saw that he took out a pair of dark gloves from his storage bag and put them on his hands. His arms suddenly became thicker, and he became more powerful. The explosive power seems to have been bred in his arms.
After Lin Haoming saw it, he also took a deep breath, and then continued to pinch the magic formula. Then his body suddenly emitted a faint black light. Lin Haoming's originally fair skin turned a little dark at this moment.
In the next moment, the two seemed to have a tacit understanding and rushed towards each other almost at the same time. After meeting in the middle, countless fists fell towards each other at the same time, and the sound of "crack-crack-crack" was endless for a while.
People in the audience saw that both sides seemed to have dozens of arms, and countless fists were colliding, but they couldn't tell whether they hit each other or who was more powerful.
Of course, it's not that everyone can't see it. Several foundation-building monks behind him, including Qin Ming who is also practicing, can still see it clearly, but at this moment, his face becomes a little solemn.
"Qin Ming, even if that Wang Yue is not as good as you, I'm afraid he's not far behind. However, he has advanced to the late stage of foundation building. But Lin Haoming is only at the fourth level of foundation building. Especially even if he has practiced physical skills since he was a child, he can only reach level 2 at most. To be able to reach such a level after more than ten years, does this body-refining talent surpass yours?" Ling Hong asked.
"You are not talking nonsense. Even if he has been practicing physical skills since he was sensible, I have been practicing for twice as long as him, but now he is not much worse than me. Of course he is better than me. I can't believe that the sect's There are such powerful body refiners inside." Qin Ming looked at Lin Haoming, his eyes becoming a little complicated.
Lin Haoming and Wang Yue seemed to be punching each other, but in fact, none of the punches actually hit each other's vital points. They either dodged directly or were blocked by the other party, so neither one could do anything to the other in a short period of time.
Of course, even so, Wang Yue was secretly frightened. He could see that Lin Haoming was not even half his age, but his physical skills were as good as his own. Even though he could have such a strong power, part of it still relied on magical weapons. , but the other party obviously didn't use anything.
"bump!"
The two fists clashed fiercely, and both sides stepped away again. This time, they both took more than ten steps before stopping, showing that they were evenly matched at the moment.
This is the second level of Lin Haoming's "Divine Bone Art" and the first level of "Heavenly Demon Dafa". After condensing a magic pattern, this is the first time he has fought with someone head-on. Lin Haoming was also a little surprised to have such a result. In particular, the effect that the magic pattern brings to the physical body after being cultivated directly connects the flesh, muscles, veins and bones, making them one integrated body.
Lin Haoming knew that his cultivation time was still short. If he practiced for a while longer, and when he entered the golden elixir stage, and took two more steps forward in "Divine Bone Art" and "Heavenly Demon Dafa", then his strength would probably be drastically improved. The change.
"Lin Haoming, I have to admit that you are indeed very powerful. Unfortunately, you are too young after all, and your cultivation level is much worse than mine. Even if you can beat me on par for a while, as long as you continue, your magic power will If it’s not half as good as mine, I will definitely win in the end, so why not take the initiative to admit defeat!”
Wang Yue's words obviously had his own purpose. In his opinion, even if he could beat Lin Haoming, it would definitely cost a lot. It was hard to say whether he could win in first place. After all, there was another person in the same group. The name Dzogchen exists.
Lin Haoming naturally knew Wang Yue's intention. He narrowed his eyes and flew out with the Yin Yang Sword.
After Wang Yue saw it, he frowned slightly, but he was not worried and smashed his fists directly towards the Yin Yang Sword.
Although the Yin Yang Sword is a top-quality magical weapon, it is not known for its sharpness, so Wang Yue's gloved fists are enough to resist it.
After Lin Haoming struck with consecutive blows, Wang Yue couldn't help shouting: "Lin Haoming, you think you can reduce your mana consumption with a flying sword. What a dream!"
After saying this, the shadow of Wang Yue's fist immediately appeared, and while he kept knocking away the flying sword, he quickly approached Lin Haoming.
Lin Haoming watched Wang Yue come to him, opened his hands, and the two flying swords quickly came into his hands, and then directly waved the swords to fight against Wang Yue's fist.
Although as the saying goes, an inch longer is an inch stronger, but the two swords are not their own limbs, and they will always suffer from flexibility when dancing. Therefore, although it seems that Lin Haoming is holding a weapon, in fact the two of them are still fighting equally, even not long after , Wang Yue gradually began to gain some upper hand.
"Young Master Jiang, am I right? Wang Yue is really powerful, and Lin Haoming will definitely not be his opponent in the end!" After seeing this, Junior Brother Zhu once again expressed his merit to Jiang Xiu, as if Wang Yue's success was his credit.
Seeing that Lin Haoming was gradually at a disadvantage, Jiang Xiu finally breathed a sigh of relief. After listening to Junior Brother Zhu's words, he sneered: "I have known for a long time that this kid will lose. He is really arrogant just because he is more powerful than the same level." , a small gap in realm, you really think you can ignore it, you are such an idiot, just change the name of your Heavenly Demon Sect to Idiot Sect!"
"Yes, yes!"
Just when the two of them were singing and deliberately humiliating Lin Haoming, suddenly the situation on the stage suddenly changed. Wang Yue, who had been suppressing Lin Haoming, suddenly retreated quickly. When he finally escaped from the shadow of Lin Haoming's sword, At that time, I only saw a blood stain on his arm.
Although this blood mark is not deep, it is definitely not that easy to draw on a body refiner. At this time, Wang Yue looked at Lin Haoming's black sword with an extremely ugly face and said: "This magical weapon of yours can actually Defile my magic weapon!"
"Your gloves are very powerful. They are obviously magical weapons specially prepared for body refiners. Lin has no solution, so he can only deal with them like this. You haven't lost yet. If you don't give up the gloves, you might really be able to use them. My magic power is weak, and of course your gloves and magic weapon will be useless by then." Lin Haoming said with a half-smile but not a smile.
After hearing this, Wang Yue shook his head and said: "I worked so hard to get this magic weapon, and I really can't bear it being destroyed like this. Moreover, your magic power is much deeper than that of ordinary fourth-level monks in the foundation period. You have at least seven Chances are, these gloves will be useless before I exhaust your mana."
"Even if it is useless, Lin Haoming will definitely consume a lot by then. You should still be able to fight by then. Wang Yue, Mr. Jiang's Golden Leaf Pill is much more expensive than your gloves. Don't miss this opportunity!" Hearing that Wang Yue was about to admit defeat, Junior Brother Zhu shouted anxiously. (To be continued.)