Chapter 106-Where does the confidence come from?

“Why is it impossible?”

Wan Feng’s overly surprised reaction caused Lin Yun to frown slightly, and asked rhetorically.

“The first stage of this thunder flame combat body is to burn the body with flames, draw the fire of the world, burn the flesh, temper every piece of flesh and blood, and hammer and burn the shin bones hundreds of times… No one can handle it at all, and many even burn themselves to death.”

The hurried words came from Wan Feng’s mouth, making Feng Wuheng’s face full of astonishment.

The requirements of this high-grade exercise method are really harsh, it’s wrong, it’s not harsh, it’s simply torture.

It’s such a horror, and it takes so much will and courage to survive it.

Lin Yun showed a stunned expression on his face, and smiled: “So, it turns out that Young Master Wan promised to give me top-grade exercises because of the idea that I could not practice at all from the beginning.”

“This… listen to me, I don’t have one.”

Wan Feng’s face changed, and he confided the truth in a hurry, and suddenly appeared extremely embarrassed.

Feng Wuheng chuckled and said: “Lin Yun, cousin didn’t mean that, but he was just curious. Is there a secret to how to successfully cultivate under such harsh conditions?”

“Yeah, Lin Yun, I’m really curious, is there really a secret?”

Fortunately, Feng Wuheng gave him a step, and a scorching light appeared in Wan Feng’s eyes.

If he really has the secret, if he can practice this technique, it’s still worth it!

Lin Yun spread his hands and told the truth: “There is no secret. I just had to experience the flames once in my life after nine deaths.”

“Really not…”

In Wan Feng’s words, there was a deep disappointment, “Don’t talk about this, Lin Yun should leave, today is the Linghu dispute. Hey, with your finale, our Wanjia will win without doubt!”

Although he was shocked that the other party had condensed the body of the flame demon, but Lin Yun’s strength also brought him incomparable confidence.

“Wait for me to clean up.”

Lin Yun changed his clothes, put the sword case on his back, and was ready.

Half a quarter of an hour later, a group of three people appeared in front of the Wanjiazong Ancestral Hall.

The gate of the ancestral hall was closed, and the elders inside were burning incense and praying for the blessings of their ancestors.

“You are Lin Yun!”

Whoosh!

In front of the empty space, a young man with an indifferent expression appeared, his eyes fixed on Lin Yun.

His cultivation base is Congenital Second Aperture, and the aura on his body is actually much more condensed than Wan Feng.

Seeing this young man, Wan Feng’s face changed slightly, and he said in Lin Yun’s ear: “This is Wan Feiye, Wan Tian’s son, and also the seedling of my Wan family with the best talent. In addition to you and me, the players who played this time The third person is him, be careful.”

Lin Yun secretly said in his heart, Wan Feiye…that is, Wan Feng’s cousin.

“I heard that five days ago, you shook my father with a punch?”

Seeing Lin Yun’s silence, Wan Feiye continued.

Seeing that his tone was wrong, Wan Feng shouted coldly: “Wan Feiye, what do you want? The Linghu battle is about to begin, don’t cause trouble.”

Wan Feiye narrowed his eyes and looked at Lin Yun with a faint smile: “There is still some time for fun, let’s have a trick?”

“Yes, but it’s a little bit lucky. The loser gives the opponent a thousand middle-grade spirit stones.”

Lin Yun smiled softly, happily. I’m not afraid of you, I’m also afraid that you won’t succeed!

“A thousand middle-grade spirit stones?”

Wan Feiye’s face turned dark, which is equivalent to his resources for three months, and he said coldly: “Deal!”

“How to compare?”

“It’s very simple, each have one move. No spirit, no weapon, no martial arts, whoever retreats will lose!”

Wan Feiye’s eyes were cold, apparently wanting to find a place for his father, and said in deep thought: “We have to add one more color head. Those who lose, obediently let the other party slap in the face!”

“Without martial arts?”

Wan Feng said in a deep voice: “Wan Feiye, you have a high level of cultivation, and you are cultivating a middle-grade innate technique. You are not allowed to martial arts of the opponent?”

This guy came prepared, and he knew that when he wanted to, Lin Yun was good at a powerful martial art.

Wan Feiye smiled provocatively: “Are you afraid? It’s too late to withdraw now, just give me a thousand middle-grade spirit stones.”

“fine.”

Lin Yun didn’t care, this slap in the face was not white or slapped.

Seeing the other party’s promise, Wan Feiye’s eyes flashed slyly, as long as he didn’t use martial arts.

In the situation where he was a bit higher than the original, he was 100% sure to repel the opponent!

“Come on, lest I bully you, you can do it first.”

Wan Feiye stepped back a few steps, looked at Lin Yun, and said with a slight smile.

In fact, what he is good at is the last one. In the case of opening one more hole, it is enough to judge the opponent’s flaws and retreat in a single blow.

Lin Yun smiled slightly: “Are you sure?”

“nature.”

Lin Yun propped his arms, and the sword box on his back fell, and slid down leisurely.

Bang! boom!

Two giant sounds exploded at the same time, one was Lin Yun’s tens of thousands of catties, and the other was the heavy landing sound of the sword box.

Wan Feiye’s innate spirit essence was blasted out by Lin Yun with a punch before he could condense.

Falling to the ground in an extremely embarrassed manner, his body was painful from the fall, and his eyes were full of shock when he lay on the ground.

How could it be… Doesn’t he need to condense the innate spiritual essence?

A trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, Wan Feiye convulsed in pain, and Lin Yun looked a little frightened.

Feng Wuheng and Wan Feng looked at each other and were equally surprised.

Although he knew that Lin Yun had cultivated the body of the flame demon, he really did not expect that his flesh god was so powerful.

The fool Wan Feiye who was at a loss, let Lin Yun make the move first, it was simply looking for death.

“I’m not good at slapped, I don’t have the habit of slapped people casually. Give me a thousand middle-grade spirit stones.”

Lin Yun put the sword box on his back again, and said lightly.

“I… I don’t.”

Wan Feiye said a little aggrieved, he enjoys a lot of family resources, but he can use as much as he can, and he really can’t get so many middle-grade spirit stones on his body at a time.

Squeak!

The gate of the ancestral hall opened, and a group of ancestors came out, and Wan Feiye, who was lying on the ground looking painful, was shocked.

“You beat my son?”

When Wan Tian saw this scene, he was so angry that he was about to break out on the spot.

“Stop, figure out what’s going on first. Feng’er, tell me, what’s going on?”

The Linghu battle is about to begin, and the insiders are actually killing each other, Wan Qiuye’s face has a hint of anger.

“Father, this Wan Feiye wants to give his father a head when he sees Lin Yun, so he has to bet with Lin Yun…”

Wan Feng was happy in his heart.

This Wan Feiye was his biggest competitor, and he was naturally happy to see him deflated.

“Is that right?”

Wan Tian looked at Wan Feiye and asked.

Wan Feiye said unconvincedly: “That’s right, but this guy only won me by trick. I will definitely not lose to him in a comparison!”

“enough.”

After seeing his son nod his head, Wan Tian was full of anger, and a trace of shame flashed across his face.

Both father and son suffered a big loss in Lin Yun’s hands at the same time.

Wan Qiuye snorted coldly: “Lingshi, you give Lin Yun afterwards, this account family will not come out. The Linghu dispute is about to begin, and it’s still messing around here, there is no rule, your son’s resources temporarily One month deduction.”

Facing the other party’s reprimand, Wan Tian looked aggrieved and did not dare to refute anything.

“Let’s go.”

After leaving Wanfu, a group of people rode on their horses and galloped out of the city.

Lin Yun rode on the blood dragon horse, suppressing the speed, and followed unhurriedly.

Eight Pinling Lake was born in a barren mountain outside the city.

Beforehand, no one knew that a barren mountain would have such wonders as Linghu.

Now this barren mountain has become a battleground for several companies.

About two hours later, the speed gradually slowed down, and a dense jungle mountain range appeared in Lin Yun’s field of vision.

“This mountain was in Ziyan City before, it was a wasteland. There was nothing but some wild beasts. Even the martial artist did not want to come here. It was an old hunter of my ten thousand family who accidentally discovered it.”

Wan Feng was on the horse, introducing Lin Yun and discovering the experience of Linghu.

Lin Yun said casually: “It seems that your Wanjia is indeed lucky, and God is pleased.”

“Let’s talk about it after winning. It should be foolproof if you are in the battle. But the battle of life and death is endless. At that time, you will sacrifice your martial arts and fight to the death. Everything is hard to say.”

As they approached the destination slowly, everyone’s expressions gradually became serious, and even Wan Feng revealed a hint of worry.

The battle of life and death is endless.

The winner can continue to fight. As long as you are not dead, you can not admit defeat and fight to the end.

Halfway up the mountain, there are two men and horses, who have been stationed here long ago, facing each other.

Each has a murderous look, and the palms are always on the weapon’s body, and the atmosphere is very unfriendly.

Lin Yun looked at it, the one with a small number should be the Ten Thousand Family Martial Artist, and their opponents were the three major families.

Eight Pinling Lake should be right after the entrance.

“dismount.”

Wan Qiuye said indifferently, everyone turned over and dismounted and moved forward on foot.

“Wan Qiuye. You finally came!”

Suddenly a faint voice sounded, and I saw the opponent’s group of warriors, separated.

Three middle-aged men with indifferent expressions walked out slowly.

The man in the middle was full of sullen anger and fierce eyes, not like the clan chief, but like a Jiang Yang thief.

There is no particularly strong Lingyuan fluctuation on his body, but one glance at it makes people afraid to look at it.

“He is the eldest of the three families, Kong Yuan. He wandered around the rivers and lakes in his early years, killing people, and then returned to the family when he was tired. His strength was very terrible. He is also the only strong person in Ziyang City who can compete with my father.”

Wan Feng was beside Lin Yun and introduced in a low voice.

Wan Qiuye stood in front of the people, ignoring the other’s evil spirits, and vyingly said: “Come early, doesn’t mean that this Eighth-Rank Linghu belongs to you.”

Kong Yuan grinned and said, “This is not necessarily true. Your family has dominated Ziyan City for so many years. The three of us have made up their minds this time to let you spit out a bite of meat!”

Wan Qiuye frowned slightly, where did this guy come from so emboldened?