Chapter 217: Past Chapter · Plan

Bang!

boom!

In an instant, there were flashes of swords, lightning and thunder.

Xi Jinchen has golden spiritual roots and is a natural swordsman, with his defense and combat capabilities maxed out.

Lin Yumo is a mutated thunder spirit root with extremely strong attack power. He is also an expert in controlling thunder. After practicing swordsmanship, his combat power has skyrocketed.

The two people faced each other, and no one knew the outcome until the last moment.

However, compared to practicing magic, Lin Yumo prefers swordsmanship.

He has always believed that swordsmanship is the simplest way of fighting, and it has huge destructive power. In the world of cultivation, sword practitioners are a group that cannot be ignored.

The fight between the two became more and more intense. Fortunately, Xuan Dao Zong strengthened the defense when building the martial arts field, otherwise, with such a great impact force, it might have been destroyed again.

"Oh my god, these two are so strong."

"Their game is no worse than that of Senior Brother Zhang and his team. They are both amazing."

"Lin Yumo's lightning control technique is so powerful. This technique is definitely not something that a casual cultivator can do. It's incredible."

"I heard that the sect master personally invited them to join Xuan Dao Sect, but Fellow Daoist Lin refused."

"Rejected?"

That was the invitation from the sect master himself!

Fellow Daoist Lin, do you know what this means? It is indeed extraordinary.

"Indeed, they were rejected. I heard that they were not independent practitioners. When they went down the mountain to practice this time, their master did not allow them to mention the name of the sect, so they said they were independent practitioners."

"It is indeed the case. Some people have been speculating that Brother Lin and his sister are not independent cultivators, but must be disciples of a large sect. Brother Lin has indeed admitted it."

"Our sect leader has come in person, Brother Lin will definitely explain everything clearly." No wonder the Lin Yulu siblings are so arrogant, it's because they have a backer.

"No wonder. I was wondering, how could a casual cultivator be so powerful?"

No matter how talented you are, it will be useless without sufficient resources for cultivation.

…

"Lin Yumo, I admit that you are very strong, but if you want to defeat me, you have to wait two years." Xi Jinchen shouted in a low voice, and his figure instantly disappeared in the air.

Lin Yumo laughed: "Then you try it!"

Lin Yumo is not a person who gives up easily, so just use whatever tricks you have!

What's more, his sister is watching below, so he must win this game.

Lin Yumo's figure also disappeared from everyone's sight.

They could only see a series of afterimages, entangled with each other in mid-air.

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

From time to time, sharp roars were heard in the air, and two sword energies of different colors intertwined in the air.

In an instant, there were lightning, thunder, wind and clouds, which were dazzling.

Everyone stared at the stage in amazement, afraid of missing any mistake.

The cultivators above the Nascent Soul stage could still see their movements clearly, but the other disciples could not see them clearly at all.

They could only hear bursts of roaring sounds, which meant they still had time to practice.

"You two siblings are both monsters, each one stronger than the other." Zhang Fuyin felt a little sorry for Xi Jinchen who was fighting.

It's really hard to deal with such a pervert.

"It's just so-so." Lin Yulu waved his hand and said indifferently.

Zhang Fuyin's mouth twitched. If all of you are ordinary, what will they do?

They are all trash!

However, the gap between people has existed since ancient times, so there is nothing to worry about.

They can't compare to the brother and sister, but their talents are definitely not bad.

"What are your plans next?" Zhang Fuyin asked, tilting his head.

Lin Yulu touched his chin and thought of a perfect plan.

"If I send a letter of challenge to the chief disciples of the major sects, will they accept my request?"

"Letter of challenge?" Zhang Fuyin exclaimed, and couldn't help asking, "You said you were going to issue a letter of challenge to the chief disciples of the major sects. Are you serious?"

"What else?" Lin Yulu laughed and spread his hands. He couldn't tell a lie.

Zhang Fuyin smiled slightly, "I don't think it's possible."

"Why? Are you afraid of losing face by losing to me?" Lin Yulu frowned.

She thought it was normal for monks to compete with each other. Could it be that she was afraid of losing and being embarrassed if she didn't accept the challenge?

Zhang Fuyin felt a toothache. "Are you so sure that you will win?"

You have to know that the chief disciples of the major sects have the lowest cultivation level at the early Nascent Soul stage. Is this guy too confident?

Lin Yulu raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "Winning or losing doesn't matter. Besides, challenges can have wins and losses. As long as it can improve my combat effectiveness, it doesn't matter if I lose. Isn't it me who benefits in the end?"

Zhang Fuyin: What you said makes a lot of sense, he was speechless.

Zhang Fuyin: "I have a solution."

Lin Yulu: "What method?"

Zhang Fuyin: "You can set up an arena in Xuanyang City and send invitations to all the major sects, welcoming them to come and challenge you."

"Is this okay?" Lin Yulu frowned, thinking that this was even less reliable than her coming to challenge him.

Zhang Fuyin said: "You may not know this yet, but you are now very famous in the cultivation world. Many people want to challenge you, but your whereabouts have always been mysterious, and they can't find you."

"As long as you set up this arena, they will definitely come."

"If that doesn't work, you can also set up a prize. For example, if you defeat the enemy, you can get a spiritual stone, a talisman, or some natural treasures. This way, people will definitely come to you."

"That's not impossible." Lin Yulu said, supporting his chin.

But if this happens, she would be at a disadvantage.

She will go back and think about it carefully, and try to get it done within this month.

Di Shu: “It’s over!”

Lin Yulu looked up and a smile flashed across his face.

It’s almost over, Xiaomo won the game.

As expected, the next moment, Lin Yumo laughed, "Thank you."

Xi Jinchen could afford to lose and admitted defeat decisively.

“I lost.”

"Sister, I won!" Lin Yumo smiled brightly.

Even though his body was covered with wounds, he couldn't hide his good mood at the moment.

Xi Jinchen: I know you are very happy that you won, but could you please not be so arrogant!

When the competition ended, the arena erupted in deafening cheers.

"Are you not hurt?" Lin Yulu pulled him up and down and looked him over before he heaving a sigh of relief.

"No." Lin Yumo chuckled.

It's just a minor injury, you don't need to take any medicine, it will heal quickly.

Zhang Fuyin patted Xi Jinchen on the shoulder. It was fate that they, as brothers, lost to a pair of siblings.

The two games directly established the brother and sister's status in Xuan Dao Sect.

Although they did not join Xuan Dao Sect, they held the token of Ci Yun Peak in their hands, which was enough to make all the disciples of Xuan Dao Sect treat them with respect.

Lin Yulu was not planning to stay in Xuan Dao Sect for long, so she said goodbye to Di Shu that afternoon, and the siblings went to Xuan Yang City, which was not far from Xuan Dao Sect.