A disciple from Wanyao Sect guards the entrance to the martial arts arena. He carefully checks the identity of the cultivators and collects the entrance spirit stone before letting them in.

Due to the fierce competition in Xiaozhengfeng, the business of the martial arts field here is booming all year round.

A monk came up to the disciple, smiling, and asked if there was any vacancy in the Tianzi martial arts arena. The disciple glanced at him calmly and said, "Why you again? Last time, I told you clearly that the Tianzi martial arts arena is already booked until the end of next month."

The monk nodded and lowered his voice: "I know, but I also heard that you can actually cut in line. As long as..."

"Don't!" The disciple interrupted him immediately, "The situation you described does exist. But that was the work of the previous incumbent. Since I took over here, there has never been a case of a newcomer taking over."

"You want to bribe me?"

The disciple shook his head and said firmly: "This way won't work!"

"Huh?"

As he was speaking, the disciple's expression suddenly changed.

He trotted over and bowed deeply: "Sister Lin, what brings you here?"

The disciples were somewhat confused.

You have to know that a person like Lin Shanshan, even if she uses a martial arts arena, it will only be on the original mountain.

That was the base camp of the Wanyao Sect, and the facilities such as the martial arts arena were much more advanced than here. Important people like Lin Shanshan rarely came here.

Lin Shanshan was slightly flustered, but did not explain. Instead, she said calmly, "Give me a martial arts arena. I want to use it. Is there any spare one?"

"Of course!" The disciple immediately patted his chest, "You came at the right time. A Tianzihao martial arts arena is just vacant."

Lin Shanshan nodded without any doubt.

"Who is this young man? He actually wants to perform martial arts with Senior Sister Lin?" The disciple glanced at Ning Zhuo, unsure of the latter's intentions.

Ning Zhuo noticed his gaze and nodded slightly to him, and the disciple immediately responded with a smile.

"Senior Sister Lin, please come this way." The disciple led the way.

When passing by the monk, the monk immediately took a step back, made way, and cast an envious look, watching Ning Zhuo and the other three enter the martial arts field.

"After this incident, the news about my connection with Lin Shanshan will surely spread."

Ning Zhuo is happy to see this happen.

In fact, he asked Lin Shanshan for help and came to the martial arts arena for this purpose.

After all, he had just arrived and was unfamiliar with the place, so he naturally had to find a dock to stay at. Without a doubt, Lin Shanshan was a good option.

Things developed just as Ning Zhuo had expected.

Wherever the three of them went, the disciples along the way would bow to Lin Shanshan and cast curious glances at Ning Zhuo.

There were also many foreign monks who saw this scene.

"This is the first time I've seen Lin Shanshan and others use the martial arts arena here."

"Who is the young monk with her? Why haven't I seen him before?"

"Looking at his demeanor, he's no ordinary person. He should be a high-ranking disciple of a large sect. His status is similar to Senior Sister Lin, right?"

These discussions reached Lin Shanshan's ears, making her ears feel hot.

So, when they entered the Tianzihao martial arts arena, Lin Shanshan said to the disciples: "Okay, you can go down, I will control here."

The disciple was a little surprised again. Lin Shanshan's urging him made him feel like she was trying to drive him away, as if she couldn't wait to be alone with the young monk beside her.

The disciple was older than Lin Shanshan, and he had never seen Lin Shanshan treat a strange male cultivator like this.

"Could it be that..." The disciple thought of a possibility, and immediately shook his head subconsciously, putting this terrible guess behind him.

Lin Shanshan is the apple of the eye of the master of Wanyao Sect, and has always been loved by the entire Wanyao Sect. There are many cultivators who secretly admire her. The disciples do not have such secret admiration, but are more like elders, looking favorably upon their own young descendants.

Lin Shanshan activated the magic circle of the martial arts arena, instantly isolating the inside and outside.

She secretly let out a breath, and her tense mood gradually relaxed.

"Strange, I often go to the martial arts arena with my senior brother to compete and spar. Why do I feel so nervous this time, even a little panicked?"

Ning Zhuo didn't say anything. He looked around the martial arts arena, leaving some time for Lin Shanshan to adjust her mood.

Lin Shanshan tried to calm down, and said to Ning Zhuo: "Mr. Ning Zhuo, if you have any fighting methods, you might as well practice them first, so that I can understand your actual situation. It's like diagnosing a disease, so that I can prescribe the right medicine."

Ning Zhuo nodded and immediately cast the Five Elements spell.

The most important part of his current combat power is mechanical creations.

Buddhist Doctor Meng Yaoyin, Giant Snake Scythe, Heavy Armored Blood Ape Dasheng, Floating Ice White Jade Hand, Weather Ball Ice Crystal Snow, etc., are all excellent mechanical creations, so excellent that Ning Zhuo can fight against Jindan.

Relying on these, Ning Zhuo's combat power far exceeded his foundation-building cultivation level and reached the Golden Core level.

But at this moment, he certainly would not use any tricks to tell Lin Shanshan the truth.

On the one hand, he was well aware of his own shortcomings, and took this opportunity to use Xiaozheng Peak to train himself. If he used the mechanism to crush a group of foundation-building monks, the effect of his training would be minimal.

On the other hand, he also needed a reason to continue to get along with Lin Shanshan. Too strong strength would arouse Lin Shanshan's attention and vigilance.

Ning Zhuo performed many spells in turn, basically all related to the five elements.

Lin Shanshan looked at it, her beautiful eyes sparkling, and she praised sincerely: "I didn't expect that Master Ning Zhuo, you have such profound attainments in magic! This has surpassed me. With your own strength alone, you have a good chance of winning against Han Zhou."

Ning Zhuo performed the five elements magic, and was very skilled in each of them.

What surprised Lin Shanshan the most was that in Ning Zhuo's hands, the transformation of the five elements of magic power was very natural and the connection was extremely smooth.

"Are you really only sixteen years old?" Lin Shanshan couldn't help but ask.

Ning Zhuo smiled slightly and gave an affirmative answer.

Lin Shanshan sighed, "It's not that I don't believe you, it's just that such magical attainments are extremely rare for a sixteen-year-old."

"At least I've only heard of two or three."

“I didn’t expect to see one in person today!”

Ning Zhuo showed off his strength a little bit, which immediately made Lin Shanshan even more curious about him.

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Lin Shanshan asked: "Are you a combat cultivator?"

"From childhood to adulthood, in addition to accumulating magic power, how much time do you spare every day to practice these spells?"

Ning Zhuo said carefully: "I haven't put much effort into practicing these spells. Compared to these spells, I am more interested in mechanical engineering."

"In addition to casting spells myself, I can also use the mechanical hand to assist me in combat."

"Miss Lin, wait and see."

As he spoke, Ning Zhuo took out six mechanical arms from his storage belt.

These arms floated in the air, surrounding Ning Zhuo.

Ning Zhuo controlled these mechanical hands, making them cast various spells of gold, wood, water, fire and earth.

For a moment, the magic spells were brilliant, the five colors competed for brilliance, and there was deadly danger in the brilliance.

Lin Shanshan couldn't help but take a step back, secretly frightened by Ning Zhuo's violent attack.

Ning Zhuo made a few moves, then stopped and put away the mechanical arms.

He took the initiative to say, "Miss Lin, I am better at using magic to attack from a distance. What I am most worried about is being attacked by Han Zhou at close range. Once I fall into such a predicament, I will be too passive, and the chances of losing will be far greater than the chances of winning."

Lin Shanshan said, "Then let's join hands first."

Ning Zhuo then competed with Lin Shanshan in close combat skills.

This time, he did not hide his weakness, but instead used all his strength to display his martial arts, but was suppressed by Lin Shanshan the entire time.

"Okay." Lin Shanshan took a step back and put some distance between herself and Ning Zhuo.

Ning Zhuo was panting and his face was a little pale.

Lin Shanshan smiled: "Do you know how to use weapons?"

Ning Zhuo shook his head: "I don't know anything."

Lin Shanshan nodded: "Compared to magic, Master Ning Zhuo, you are indeed a little inferior in close combat martial arts."

Ning Zhuo smiled bitterly: "Miss Lin, you are too polite. I know very well that I am seriously lacking in this aspect. If you criticize me more, I can improve faster."

Lin Shanshan is five years older than Ning Zhuo. She has been trained by Lin Bufan strictly since she was a child. After all, Lin Bufan's only blood descendant is Lin Shanshan.

Lin Shanshan was fully trained by Lin Bufan. Although she was not as good as Ning Zhuo in casting spells, she was not much different. In terms of close combat, she was far better than Ning Zhuo.

Compared with her, Ning Zhuo mainly learned by himself. Even in school, he received popular education. He was not like Lin Shanshan, who had received extra attention, care, and teaching from Nascent Soul level beings since birth.

Therefore, although many of Ning Zhuo's basic skills are solid, they are also ordinary, especially compared with the pride of the sect like Lin Shanshan.

Of course, if Ning Zhuo released several major traps, ten Lin Shanshans would not be enough for him to defeat.

"Please teach me martial arts, Miss Lin!" Ning Zhuo was not polite at all and made a direct request.

He had long realized his shortcomings in this area.

But there was no other way. In the past sixteen years, he had not wasted his time, but had been practicing diligently every day. However, the field he was engaged in was mechanical engineering, not close combat.

When fighting for the Lava Fairy Palace, Ning Zhuo was touched by the Kung Fu puppet and thought about making up for his shortcomings in this area. But he never had the time.

"This..." Lin Shanshan hesitated.

Even though the Buddha's Heart Demon Seal continued to influence her, she still felt that this request was too presumptuous.

Men and women should not touch each other.

If you want to teach martial arts effectively, you need to do many movements by hand, even close to the body. Physical contact is unavoidable.

Therefore, after Lin Shanshan grew up, Senior Brother Linghu Jiu and Sect Master Lin Bufan no longer taught her, but instead hired a female master to serve as Lin Shanshan's martial arts coach.

(End of this chapter)