Hearing Li Taiqing ask about the situation of the subsequent battle, He Yun smiled slightly and asked: "Brother, guess who won?"
"You still have to guess..."
Li Taiqing was dumbfounded. He shook his head, thought for a while and said, "I guess Borta will win."
He Yun clapped her hands and said with a smile: "Wrong guess!"
"What, Zhao Lin won?"
Li Taiqing was stunned and asked in disbelief: "He really won? You didn't lie to me, did you?"
He Yun pouted, stamped her feet, and put her hands on her hips, "Brother, why don't you believe me! Zhao Lin really won."
"Junior sister, don't be angry..."
Li Taiqing pulled up a chair and sat down, his tone slowed down, "Tell me, how did Zhao Lin win."
In his opinion, the strongest players in this session are undoubtedly Pasang and Borta.
Zhao Lin's strength was obviously inferior to the two. Just because of his superior punching power and his advantage in ranking, the opponents he encountered along the way were relatively weak.
For example, in the quarterfinals, I was fighting against McQueen, Wei Zi's chief disciple, while Zhao Lin's opponent was Muheli. The two opponents were not on the same level.
But he never expected that Zhao Lin could defeat Borta.
He Yun saw Li Taiqing's solemn expression and stopped playing tricks. She thought about it and said, "Actually, the two of them didn't fight for long, only forty or fifty rounds..."
The more Li Taiqing listened, the more surprised he became. He thought that even if Zhao Lin won, he must have taken a different approach and won by surprise.
Unexpectedly, Zhao Lin fought hard with Borta as soon as he came up.
After Zhao Lin absorbed the soul of the gold-devouring rat, his cultivation level further improved, and his strength also increased slightly, firmly surpassing Bolta.
Although Borta's body gathering technique can speed up movement, he can directly attack at close range.
But Zhao Lin was different from Borta's previous opponents. He was not afraid of him getting close at all, and with the help of wind attribute, Fu Yu Fan Yun Jin was fast and agile, and his ability to move around was unmatched by Borta.
In terms of strength and speed, Zhao Lin double suppressed Borta. In terms of skills, Tianshuang Fist was not inferior to Chongshan Fist.
Although actual combat is not a simple one plus one on paper, Zhao Lin's actual combat ability happens to be equally outstanding.
In this way, Zhao Lin moved like the wind and attacked like a stormy sea. Borta was overwhelmed from left to right. His advantage of height and strength was not used. Instead, his shortcomings of slow movement and huge size were magnified infinitely, making him a living target.
If he hadn't been thick-skinned and possessed superhuman ability to withstand blows, he would have been beaten to the ground long ago.
But even so, in less than thirty rounds, Borta was almost unable to withstand it. Zhao Lin's fists were too hard!
As a last resort, he had no choice but to use the unearthed body-protecting technique - Rock Shield Technique.
The rock shield skill was like a wall of sand, completely protecting Borta's body from top to bottom.
Zhao Lin hit it with his fist, and the force was extremely powerful. Borta took the opportunity to attack with a few moves, quickly regaining the disadvantage.
However, Zhao Lin quickly realized that the Rock Shield Skill was not as powerful as it appeared on the surface.
The reason is very simple. To protect the body with energy, how much energy does it cost and how long can it last?
During the top 16 battle, the "turtle shell" Helian, who was good at defense, was able to defend for a long time because he only defended part of the body, unlike Borta who protected the whole body.
Thinking of this, Zhao Lin released ultrasonic waves and concluded based on the feedback he received: Borta's rock shield skill was actually formed by the earth-type body-protecting energy that quickly rotated and rolled around the body.
Just like a fan, it seems airtight, but in fact only two or three blades are rotating.
Seeing this, Zhao Lin saw the right moment and punched twice in a row, passing through the rock shield and hitting Borta's body.
Borta's fat body was shaken from side to side by the beating. He was so angry that he burst into rage. He used his body gathering technique with all his strength and rushed towards Zhao Lin, trying to knock him off the ring.
Zhao Lin easily dodged it, and went around behind Borta and pushed out a palm, sending him directly off the ring.
He Yun was smart and described the battle process vividly. Although Li Taiqing didn't see it with his own eyes, he could still imagine it.
Li Taiqing heaved a sigh of relief and remained silent for a long time.
"It seems that I still underestimate Zhao Lin. This person can actually win with hard power."
"So, he can really fight with Basang tomorrow."
He Yun snorted, "That's best, teach Basang a lesson!"
Basang defeated Li Taiqing, so she naturally hoped that Zhao Lin could win.
Li Taiqing nodded, not paying much attention to what his junior sister said, his eyes full of expectation, "Then let's see who can win the first place in the battle tomorrow!"
Xingyun Sect's other courtyard.
There were three people sitting at the wine table, Lu Chaohuan, Yang Lin, and Zhao Lin.
Lu Chaohuan was in a good mood. During dinner, he asked Elder Ruan to bring a jar of local rice wine and drank two glasses of it as an exception.
Xingyun Sect has not had a disciple enter the decisive battle of the martial arts competition for many years, not to mention that Zhao Lin is only twenty years old this year.
As long as you keep this big thick leg, you don't have to worry about the results of the next three martial arts competitions.
By then, all kinds of cultivation resources will be pouring in, and he, as the leader, will be very tough.
Lu Chaohuan picked up the wine glass with a drunken expression and looked at Zhao Lin who was eating food with a smile on his face.
"Zhao Lin, I am very pleased that you reached the decisive battle."
"No matter whether we win or lose tomorrow, you are still the most outstanding disciple of our Xingyun Sect. Don't put too much pressure on us."
Zhao Lin put down his chopsticks and replied: "Master, disciples, please don't worry."
Having come this far, it would be a lie to say that you don’t want to win the first prize. Zhao Lin knew very well that the weight of the first place and the second place in the performance of the martial arts competition was very different.
If he finally wins the championship, he can gain more benefits for Dayue, Xingyun Sect, and himself, and the impact will be no less than a battle involving tens of thousands of people in ancient times.
Lu Chaohuan nodded and continued: "You defeated Borta without much effort today, which is worthy of praise, but... Basang practices thunder-type skills and has unparalleled fist power. Remember not to be complacent or take it lightly."
Zhao Lin said calmly: "Of course, how dare I underestimate him?"
Lu Chaohuan suddenly changed the subject, "But... you have to be confident when fighting, and you can't be timid, especially you can't be nervous!"
"According to my experience, when a person is nervous, he can only perform at 30% of his 100% level, and all his previous sweat will be in vain."
Zhao Linggang picked up the chopsticks and stood still after hearing the words, "Well, disciple, remember, don't be nervous."
Lu Chaohuan changed the topic again, "However, you can't be completely nervous. A little nervousness is a boost, helping you to perform at a level far beyond your usual level."
Zhao Lin was stunned for a moment, wondering if the boss wanted to mess with my mentality.
Yang Lin couldn't stand it any longer and said to Lu Chaohuan rudely: "Old Lu, are you drunk? Why are you talking on both sides?"
Lu Chaohuan was not angry, and said with a smile: "I didn't drink too much, I was just too happy."
Yang Lin snatched the wine glass from his hand and said, "If you are happy, don't torment the disciples. Eat vegetables and peanuts honestly."
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The first volume is about to end, and a new journey is about to begin, so stay tuned!
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