Chapter 231: This Lin Du is weird
Most of the people in the stands didn't see clearly what Lin Du did just now.
"Why did you go down?"
"Yes, how did he go down? I saw Lin Du being suppressed and hit by Li Qing's magic, floating around on the stage, and then Li Qing suddenly squatted down, and then went out..."
“This is weird.”
Someone who was familiar with the formation saw some clues, "It's the formation."
"When did she set up the formation?" someone was surprised.
"Probably... when it floats back and forth." One person chose his words carefully.
"Hiss... Can the formation master be used like this?" The people around said they had learned something.
The powerful men and elders of various sects who were sitting at the table could see it more clearly, but it was precisely because they could see it clearly that some disputes arose.
"Isn't this too tricky?" someone questioned.
"If talismans can be used, why can't formations be used? It's just that formation masters in previous years couldn't do it."
That's true. Most formation mages are late bloomers. If they learn formations since childhood, they are probably not very good at fighting. That's why formation mages are rarely seen in youth competitions.
Lin Du was the first to finish the fight. He returned to the stage and absorbed the Snow Yuan Pill.
Because they were meditating, the people from the Supreme Sect couldn't say anything. Xia Tianwukong wanted to explore, but he had no place to do it.
At least from today's perspective, there is no problem with Lin Du's storage and use of spiritual power.
In the third game, Lin Du faced off against a talisman cultivator, who was a fragile mage like Lin Du.
Lin Du did not give the talisman cultivator too many opportunities to display his skills. When a handful of talismans were thrown out, he froze the talisman cultivator with the Floating Life Fan. After dealing with all the attacking and defensive talismans, he quickly stepped forward, stretched out a finger, and gently pushed the man who was so frozen that he could not speak.
In full view of everyone, Fu Xiu fell straight to the ground, splashing a cloud of snow.
It is not very harmful, but extremely insulting.
Feng Yi looked up at the sky. Didn’t anyone teach Lin Du what martial virtue was?
The people in the stands were already numb.
That talisman cultivator was indeed very powerful. He could bring any talisman he drew himself into the battle. He just had to shake it briefly before casting the spell and inject enough spiritual energy to activate it. I originally thought it was magic against magic, but who could have thought that Lin Du was so evil, able to freeze people of higher levels and win so easily.
The person involved, Lin Du, later said: "Is it easy?" That large number of talismans were activated at the same time, and it took her a lot of effort to deal with them. Her eyes were almost blinded by the light. If she didn't have a black cloth, she would have had to cover her eyes with it.
Lin Du calmly entered into a state of meditation to recover his spiritual power. The Snow Yuan Dan in his dantian, which had shrunk a circle, stayed quietly inside.
After winning three games in a row without any damage, the cultivators who had originally looked down on Lin Du gradually became serious.
It is true that Lin Du is the youngest, has the weakest health, and has the least spiritual energy reserves, but this extremely cold technique that came from nowhere and this mysterious formation are too annoying.
Let’s not talk about anything else, just talking about the formation, the leader of Lianheng Sect personally admitted that the level of the formation is at least above the seventh level of Xuanpin.
During the semi-final, Lin Du clearly felt the opponent's constant vigilance. He had just thrown out a stone array, but was directly hit away by a meteor hammer.
That person was even willing to risk not defending himself, and took Lin Du's attack without giving himself a chance to deploy his formation.
Lin Du's expression grew slightly serious; the short blade formation was her way to save her life, so she had to keep it in reserve.
Then I have no choice but to concentrate on playing.
Lin Du put away his Fu Sheng fan with a swish, and everyone in the seats sat up straight.
Xia Tianwu looked at Lin Du's moves, which were clearly the offensive and defensive moves of the third level of Tai Chi, "It seems that Junior Uncle is planning to get serious."
The first level is just for health preservation, and the second level and above are the real fighting skills. When it comes to Tai Chi, it is easy to imitate it at the beginning, but it is difficult to really reach the next level and touch the essence of the Tao.
Lin Du's nature belongs to water, and he is more virtuous than water. He is closer to Taoism, so he was chosen by Jiang Liang as his successor.
But apart from Wu Xi, no one has fully experienced the power of Lin Du fighting with only Tai Chi.
Several people became nervous at the same time, except Yuan Ye who was still chewing his duck.
"Why aren't you nervous at all?" Ni Jinxuan couldn't help but ask after hearing the sound of bones crackling.
"Why are you so nervous? Junior Master-Uncle can be as weird as she wants. Have you ever seen her fail in such a big scene?"
Yuan Ye finished eating the duck leg with sauce and put it in a small paper bag, planning to throw it away later.
He didn't believe in Lin Du, he believed that Lin Du would not let him lose money.
After all, that spiritual crystal was taken out by Lin Du.
"I still have some cakes, would you like some?" Yuan Ye held up another paper bag.
Ni Jinxuan took it silently and ate something to calm her nerves.
On the stage, the meteor hammer was wrapped in fierce spiritual power, causing Lin Du to constantly change his body shape and retreat.
The spiritual powers kept colliding, and the Floating Life Fan and the Meteor Hammer brushed against each other several times, making a crackling sound. The two were in a stalemate for a long time, and the Meteor Hammer almost hit Lin Du's face several times, and there were gasps in the stands.
"If Lin Du's face gets hurt, it will be a loss for the entire Zhongzhou!" someone blurted out with a trembling voice.
"I second that!"
"Too dangerous, too dangerous." One person covered his chest, "This person has almost blocked all of Lin Du's ways to set up a formation. Even if he is injured, he will keep fighting Lin Du, not giving her a chance to set up a formation. What can we do?"
Lin Du struggled with the others for almost two quarters of an hour. At first, everyone was quite nervous, but gradually, some people figured out that something was wrong.
It seems that Lin Du has been defending all the time, but his defense is watertight and he has never been hit. It seems that he has always been at a disadvantage, but it is always the opponent who is hurt!
But if he continues to consume like this, can Lin Du really make it?
After all, between a ninety-year-old in the Great Yuanman stage of the Tengyun Realm and a twenty-something in the late stage of the Tengyun Realm, no matter who you look at, the former has more spiritual energy reserves, and the latter is the first to be used up.
But the strange thing is that although Lin Du seems to be running out of spiritual power, he always manages to hold on.
Gradually, the fight between the two sides was no longer a clash of spiritual power and moves. The spiritual power began to become negligible, and it became more of a pure confrontation of moves and strength.
Lin Du judged that the opponent's spiritual power should be almost exhausted. She unsealed the Snow Yuan Dan, and the power of extreme cold poured out. She tilted her head to avoid the head-on attack of the meteor hammer, and raised her hand to grasp the iron chain that was slightly loose in the air.
The monk suddenly felt an extremely strong spiritual pressure and blurted out, "How is this possible! How is it possible that you still have spiritual power!"
Lin Du did not stop. With one hand he held the iron chain in the middle of the Meteor Hammer to restrict his retreat, and with the other hand he used all his spiritual power to punch the man in the face.
I let you hit me on the head all the time, but this is not the way to bully a blind person!
Besides, she is not blind!
The magic weapon slipped out of his hand in an instant, and the huge spiritual power was like a violent hurricane, carrying endless chill, which lifted the person away.
Lin Du withdrew his hand and bowed perfunctorily, "I'm sorry."
As the drums of war sounded, Lindu won four games in a row.
Someone in the stands shouted, "This is outrageous!"
Many people responded.
This is really weird. How come Lin Du is like a bottomless pit? Every time I think she is at her limit, but in the end she can still deliver such a powerful punch.
Lin Du got off the stage, sensed a gaze, and looked in that direction.
It was another finalist who finished earlier than her.
The unknown monk from the cooking sect who stood out like a dark horse from the team competition and ranked 19th.
She nodded slightly in greeting and returned to her seat to regulate her breathing.
Before the final battle, we can rest for half an hour, which is enough.