Martial World

"It's very simple. I want to fight Lin Ming. If I lose, I'll be willing to give up. If I win, then the first one belongs to me!" Wang Yanfeng turned to Lin Ming and provoked, "Lin Ming, how dare you Dare not!"

Before Lin Ming could answer, Elder Xu stood up. He smiled and said, "This is a good idea. Actually, there are two different tests in the martial arts. One is actual combat, and the other is talent. The talent is obviously Wang Yanfeng's victory. If Wang Yanfeng wins the actual battle, then the first place should belong to Wang Yanfeng."

Elder Xu's words were like blocking Lin Ming's back path. However, Elder Xu felt that this was not enough. He turned to Lin Ming again, and said with a smile, "Lin Ming, martial artists should not only train their bodies, but also their hearts. First of all, a warrior must have the belief that he will win. Then his belief in victory will collapse, and this kind of person will not have great achievements."

Elder Xu's words are true, but his intentions are very vicious. In this situation, once he loses, it will be a huge blow to his self-confidence, especially Lin Ming is only fifteen years old, and he is still the first and second. Losing the gap is too big, it is very likely to collapse.

Elder Xu had already decided that Lin Ming would probably lose. After all, Wang Yanfeng was one level ahead of Lin Ming, and because he didn't have any treasures in Linglong Pagoda, he couldn't show the true strength of "Nine Truths". Martial arts can greatly improve a warrior's combat power, and sometimes, a high-level martial skill can even make a warrior leapfrog.

As for Lin Ming's natural divine power, it was easy for Linglong Pagoda to deal with slow-moving beasts with strong defenses, but when it came to humans, brute force was not so good.

Under this situation, Wang Yanfeng will naturally not lose.

Lin Ming glanced at Elder Xu coldly, wrote down the account secretly, then turned to Wang Yanfeng, and said, "I can compare with you, but no matter how you look at this competition, I will suffer. If it doesn't compare, I will be the first. One, and once it is compared, then only if I win, I will be the first, and there is no other benefit, and once I lose, my first place will be handed over to others, what do you think?"

When Wang Yanfeng heard that Lin Ming had already agreed to the competition, his heart burst into joy. This guy was still haggling at this time. He seemed to think that he could win when he reached the fifth floor of the Linglong Pagoda. Hmph, what an idiot, I will. Let you know the power of "Nine Truths".

A playful smile appeared on the corner of Wang Yanfeng's mouth, "What do you want?"

Lin Ming said, "Well, if I win, you give me your Golden Snake Chidan Pill. If I lose, I will give you the first place, as well as the Red Gold Dragon Marrow Pill. How about it?"

"Okay! It's a deal!" Wang Yanfeng was overjoyed. He wanted to give him two medicinal pills. He really couldn't ask for it. He couldn't wait to say, "Then I'll start comparing!"

"Well, yes."

Seeing that Lin Ming agreed so happily, Elder Sun and the others shook their heads slightly. It wasn't that Lin Ming would definitely lose, but the possibility of losing was more than half. Taking an exam was different from fighting with others. This Wang Yanfeng came from a noble family. There is a special fighting master to teach him fighting skills, and he can also martial arts.

But at this time, the battle has become a foregone conclusion, and they have nothing to say.

Wang Yanfeng reached the center of the competition arena, and with a flick of the long sword in his hand, he said angrily, "Come up!"

Seeing the long sword in Wang Yanfeng's hand, everyone present was slightly startled, "Treasure!"

But all treasures are worth more than a few thousand taels of gold. Even children from aristocratic families are often only qualified to own a treasure after reaching the fourth and fifth levels of physical training. The third body weight is there, and it has been inscribed. Obviously, Wang Yanfeng is very respected in the family.

People looked at Lin Ming one after another, wondering what weapons he could come up with. Considering Lin Ming's family background, it was impossible to take out a treasure.

Although this may seem unfair, in Tianyun Kingdom, the martial arts competition has always been like this.

You can't let people change weapons on the spot, it's definitely not used.

Family background has always been a part of strength. It is unfair to say that weapons are not fair, so the skyrocketing cultivation brought by medicinal pills is naturally unfair. It is impossible for warriors to compete without the cultivation base brought by medicinal pills.

Therefore, Lin Ming could only take this loss.

"This Lin Ming probably doesn't have a good weapon."

"Well, there's no other way. A piece of treasure is several thousand taels, and the average person can't get it. I just hope that Lin Ming won't take out a piece of equipment that is too inferior and be cut off by someone with a sword, then he won't have to fight."

While people were discussing, Lin Ming took out his weapon. It was the boning knife he had been using to debond and cut meat at Damingxuan.

Seeing this knife, people's eyes widened. Isn't this... a pig-killing knife?

Although he had long expected that Lin Ming would not have a good weapon, he did not expect his weapon to be like this. It was only one foot in length. As the saying goes, one inch long and one inch is stronger. A boning knife of this foot would naturally suffer from a three-foot long sword. A lot, and how strong can the butcher knife be? Maybe it was cut off by someone else's sword, so how would you fight?

When Wang Yanfeng saw this boning knife, he immediately laughed, "You compare this to me? Is this a pig-killing knife? You are really stupid!"

Lin Ming was slightly surprised. He said, "I didn't see it. You know a lot. This is indeed a pig-killing knife. I usually use it to kill pigs. Today is the perfect time to kill you."

Lin Ming scolded Wang Yanfeng for being a pig with innuendo in one sentence, which made Wang Yanfeng furious, "I don't know whether to live or die!"

Lin Ming walked slowly to the competition arena. In fact, from the moment Wang Yanfeng drew his sword, he had already used the inscription master's soul power to observe the sword. Lin Ming was an expert in his understanding of treasures and inscriptions.

Wang Yanfeng's treasure looked majestic, but in fact, it was only ordinary in Lin Ming's eyes, and the inscription on the treasure was not in Lin Ming's eyes. All inscription masters have the art of viewing objects, and inscription masters can use the soul magic formula to infiltrate the soul force into the treasure, so as to judge the quality of the treasure. Lin Ming, who was a master of the unnamed senior in the God Domain, naturally also has a set of his own art of viewing instruments. Although he has only studied this art a little, it is more than enough to see Wang Yanfeng's sword.

Treasures can indeed greatly improve a martial artist's combat effectiveness, but Wang Yanfeng is only a beginner in the third level of body training. He has not been able to improve tendons and bones, so the effect of treasures is very limited. Lin Ming is not worried at all.

Of course, even if Wang Yanfeng couldn't unleash the power of this sword, the boning knife in Lin Ming's hand couldn't stand Wang Yanfeng's slash. Although this knife was considered a good knife, it was only ordinary iron made by ordinary craftsmen.

But to Lin Ming, it didn't matter at all. Lin Ming didn't attack with a knife, he used his own fists. The Chaos Gang Dou Jing is a supreme training method. Zhiyang, a cultivator's bones and muscles are the best weapons in themselves!

With Lin Ming's second-level martial arts cultivation, his fist strength is 2,700 jin, and he punches through the thick iron wood with one punch. If this punch hits a human body, even an expert in cultivating tendons and forging bones may not be able to withstand it. !