Chapter 243 Earth Spirit

Style: Fantasy Author: LongbaoyuWords: 2246Update Time: 24/01/13 00:02:14
Zhao Lin gasped for breath and felt a little exhausted. He had never been so tired fighting against others in the ring in the past two days.

After calming down, he stepped forward and inhaled the newly formed gold-eating rat spirit into his body.

Then, he lifted a large stone to press down the body of the gold-devouring rat, then raised his breath, circled twice in the air, and flew to the woods on the side.

He flew deep into the jungle, landed among the branches of a big tree, and sat down cross-legged.

As soon as I sat down, my spirit started to kick in.

The spirit of the gold-devouring rat is a ball of earth-yellow aura, rushing through the body, as if it is alive again.

This breath sometimes goes in and out of the internal organs, and sometimes travels through the meridians.

When the energy in the body meets this earthy smell, it is like a mouse meeting a cat. It automatically retracts into the Qihai cave without Zhao Lin's driving.

"what's the situation?"

Zhao Lin was surprised. This had never happened before, but he quickly figured it out.

The five elements are mutually reinforcing and restraining each other, and earth restrains water. When I practice Guihai Jue, the energy I have developed also belongs to water, and is being restrained by the true energy of earth.

Feng Binglei's three true qi were not affected.

After figuring this out, Zhao Lin felt relieved.

The earthy smell rushed for a while, then slowly returned to the six fu organs in the chest and abdomen, immersed in it.

Zhao Lin felt that his energy and blood began to expand, becoming more and more abundant, and his cultivation level also increased with the tide...

In about half a stick of incense, the earthy aura is exhausted, and the cultivation level has stopped at the threshold of the second level of blood realm, and there will be no breakthrough to the realm.

"pity!"

Zhao Lin sighed with regret. Although the gold-eating rat was a beast with different attributes, it was not on the same level as the ice silkworm and thunder catfish. Its energy was limited and it was not enough to break through the realm.

But overall I'm satisfied.

Although there has been no qualitative change in cultivation, the quantitative change has been large enough, and the energy and blood have increased by nearly 20%!

Looking back inside, you can see a wisp of khaki-colored Qi staying in the depths of the Qi Sea, and in the seventh grid of the Spiritual Beast Diagram, there is also a gold-eating rat wearing golden fur and a pointed head and beak. .

"Not without a little help!"

After absorbing the soul, Zhao Lin stopped staying and walked out from the other side of the woods, taking a detour to the other courtyard where Xingyun Sect was located.

Shortly after Zhao Lin left, several figures came near the woods. The big-eared fox jumped in front of the big rock that was holding down the gold-eating rat, and suddenly screamed "Zhi Zhi Zhi".

"Elder, Big Er has discovered something abnormal!"

shouted a Lotus Sect disciple holding a lantern.

Elder Ruan raised his eyebrows, pointed at the big stone and ordered: "Push away and take a look."

Immediately, a disciple walked over and pushed the boulder away with all his strength.

The disciple holding the lantern stepped forward to take a photo, and everyone was stunned.

"This is...our gold-eating rat?"

"Probably, how did it end up like this?"

"Who did it?"

Several people chatted, and then there was silence.

Elder Ruan muttered: "There is no aura left by Yuan realm warriors nearby. It should be the work of warriors below the blood realm."

The disciple holding the lantern took out a piece of dried meat from his pocket and fed it to the big-eared fox. After it finished eating, he asked: "Big-eared fox, where is he?"

The big-eared fox seemed to understand. He raised his head and sniffed hard, and suddenly jumped twice in place.

"where?"

The disciple holding the lantern looked up at the sky and said inexplicably.

The big-eared fox jumped onto the stone anxiously and jumped twice more.

The disciple holding the lantern was a little impatient, "What do you mean, the person flew away?"

A middle-aged man saw this and waved his hand, "Don't make things difficult for it. It seems that the person didn't leave any smell."

Then he looked at Elder Ruan, "Elder, what should I do? It must be someone from another courtyard who did it!"

Elder Ruan frowned at first, then shook his head and said: "No matter who did it, I'm afraid they won't be able to find out. You guys go take a look around. If there are no traces left, we can call it a day."



When Zhao Lin climbed over the wall and returned to the other courtyard, the night was already dark.

After listening for a while, there was no special movement. I secretly breathed a sigh of relief, washed briefly, and went to bed to rest peacefully.

He had no contact with the Gold-eating Rat during the entire process, and the Lotus Sect could not find him.

He just absorbed the soul and was hungry. At this time, he had nowhere to find food, so he had to wait until dawn, and the natives brought food to him before he had a full meal.

As the sun rose, Xingyun Sect and his party, led by the three heads, came to the mountain school grounds again.

Today is the third day of the martial arts competition and the most important day.

As long as Zhao Lin and He Liancheng can win one game, it will be the best record in recent years.

If anyone can reach the decisive battle, no matter what the final result is, it will far exceed Dai Viet's expectations before the meeting.

Everyone knew that He Liancheng's chance of defeating Borta was extremely slim, and his greatest hope lay with Zhao Lin.

But no one mentioned this, lest he become too stressed and perform abnormally.

At two o'clock in the morning, all the people from the five countries arrived. Elder Ruan walked to the middle of the school field, looking a little tired.

"Everyone, the time has come, the competition begins!"

Wu Che’s Basang and Wei Zi’s Sumu walked onto the central stage respectively.

Zhao Lin sat on the sidelines, his eyes fixed on Su Mu, hoping that he could persist a little longer, and it would be best to let Basang show more skills.

The better you know your opponent, the greater your chances of winning in a battle.

"one two three!"

Elder Ruan waited for the two to be ready before giving the command.

Su Mu is a traditional martial artist from the Western Regions. He is good at flaming swords, wood-burning fists, and red leg training. His main moves are grabbing, throwing, and kicking.

The moves are quick and the movements are fierce.

However, he met the faster and more ferocious Basang. He fell into a disadvantage in less than ten rounds and switched to defense.

Basang was as strong as ever, his punches were simple and direct, and he continued to expand his advantage. In less than twenty rounds, he broke through Sumu's defense with one punch and knocked him directly to the edge of the ring.

Su Mu knew that the defeat was certain, so he simply accepted defeat.

Nonetheless, this was already the best performance against Basan so far.

Zhao Lin also got a glimpse of more doorways.

Although Basang's Thunder Blade Fist is very powerful, each punch does not carry the same amount of thunder energy.

Sometimes the fist is wrapped with lightning and the thunder energy is filled, but sometimes there is no lightning at all, just like the Shixiao Fist.

"It's strange, the thunder energy is so strong, why is it used sometimes and not used sometimes?"

"That's right! Thunder energy is difficult to cultivate, so you must use it sparingly."

"I see! I should have thought of it a long time ago. My ice energy and wind energy are not like this."

This discovery greatly excited Zhao Lin. Basang's Thunder Blade Fist is not inexhaustible and has a limit on the number of times it can be used!

Of course, this is not a weakness, as all powerful techniques have this problem.

Besides, most people don't have the ability to last three rounds in front of Basan.

At this time, Elder Ruan reminded him that the second competition was about to begin.

Zhao Lin stopped his thoughts, stood up from his seat, and strode towards the ring.

You have to eat the rice one bite at a time, and first get rid of the difficult bone in Mu Heli.

(End of chapter)