Lin Chen thought quietly.

The dozen palms that Fu Shijian and Feng Ze fought against each other must have used artistic conception.

Lin Chen felt that if he merged the artistic conception that Fu Shijian understood with the half-step sword intent, he was afraid that the power of the half-step sword intent would be increased by several levels in an instant!

One night passed by blinking.

The next morning, Lin Chen was still cross-legged in the courtyard.

"call"

Suddenly, Lin Chen opened his eyes, spread his frown, shook his head and thought to himself, "Fu Shijian's dozens of palms have artistic conception. When I saw him come out of his palm, there was a distance between them, and I couldn't tell what artistic conception he was. If, if, if I were to compete with him face to face..."

Lin Chen's eyes suddenly lit up.

After thinking for a night, Lin Chen didn't think about anything.

But Lin Chen is very clear that every time Fu Shijian comes out of his palm, there is an artistic conception contained in it. What Lin Chen had before was related to Fu Shijian's artistic conception.

Unfortunately, he was not sure whether the artistic conception contained in Fu Shijian's palm was fast or slow.

This is a very critical point. If Lin Chen could detect Fu Shijian's artistic conception, Lin Chen would definitely be able to understand something.

In fact, even those strong people who have reached the True Dao Realm have not been able to see whether it is a fast or a slow state after seeing Fu Shijian's palm technique. But it is certain that Fu Shijian has indeed realized a thread of artistic conception.

Without thinking too much, Lin Chen got up and cleaned his body, and slowly walked towards the inner gate square.

Lin Chen was a bye in the last ring match, so now Lin Chen has entered the top thirteen. Next is the ring match in the form of points. Each of the disciples who entered the top thirteen needs to compete with the other twelve disciples.

In other words, Lin Chen will definitely compete with Fu Shijian in the next stage.

...

Inner Gate Square.

Although it was still just dawn, the inner gate square was already surrounded by a large number of disciples. In order to occupy a good position to watch the game, many disciples got up early and rushed here.

Many disciples in the square looked excited and excited.

This inner-scope competition has been the last step until now, and it is the most intense and most exciting.

"The next ring match will be held in the form of points. After the points match, the top 100 in this inner goal competition will be fully released. I am really looking forward to it. I don't know that the top ten will be those disciples."

"Senior Brother Fu, Shi Gangshi, and Hong Qihong, the three of them are the biggest competitors in the top three of this year's inner-scope competition."

"The collision between geniuses and geniuses is really exciting."

No matter how many disciples talk about it, the arena competition has begun.

"All disciples should pay attention. Please go to the ring to prepare for the competition according to their respective tokens." An elder in a green robe in the inner gate passed out loudly.

As the elder finished speaking, dozens of disciples with varying cultivation began to walk towards their respective rings in the square.

"Game No. 5, I don't know who my opponent is." Lin Chen also headed towards the fifth ring in the square with a black triangle token in his hand.

...On the fifth arena.

"Lin Chen, Wang Shanshui, are you two ready?" The referee looked at Lin Chen, then looked at a young man opposite Lin Chen, and said in a deep voice.

Lin Chen nodded, and the young man opposite him nodded calmly.

He looked at Lin Chen and sneered: "I'm lucky, I got the first score."

"It's too early to talk about this now." Lin Chen said lightly. Wang Shanshui's strength is probably ranked tenth, which is quite good.

"I said I got the first point, then I will definitely get the first point."

Wang Shanshui sneered, and the whistling wind suddenly sounded, and the golden stick that was originally standing beside him was suddenly lifted up by him.

"My golden stick weighs 1,001 pounds. Even if I don't use my true energy, I can smash the middle-stage warriors in the Tiangang realm into meat pie." Wang Shanshui sneered, and the contempt in his words was extremely obvious.

When Lin Chen heard Wang Shanshui's words, he couldn't help but narrow his eyes.

The golden stick weighs 1,001 pounds?

Lin Chen's true spirit sword weighs 468 kilograms, which is already quite heavy. Even if ordinary warriors get the true spirit sword, they will find it difficult to swing for a long time, let alone fight.

Wang Shanshui's golden stick weighs 1,001 pounds, twice the weight of Lin Chen's true spirit sword. Even Lin Chen would feel difficult to swing with such a heavy stick. If he fought for a long time, he might not be able to defeat the enemy and he would be exhausted.

Wang Shanshui is either born with divine power or practices extremely powerful body refining techniques!

"I don't use my true energy. If you can block my stick, you will be able to be my opponent."

Wang Shanshui said lightly, looking quite disdainful. Among the many disciples in the top 100, many people know that Lin Chen is at the bottom of the top 13, and even worse than the disciples in the 20th place. It is precisely because of this that Wang Shanshui despises Lin Chen so much.

As he said that, Wang Shanshui's golden stick was raised very high by him, and then he quickly smashed Lin Chen with a stick at him, which was extremely fast, giving people a sense of heavy and oppressive feeling.

Just then—

Lin Chen's body shook, and the bronze light suddenly shone!

Sharp!

Lin Chen punched out, and his golden stick was bombarded with Wang Shanshui. Suddenly, a sound that seemed to intersect metal sounded.

As the metal intersect sounded, Lin Chen's body couldn't help but take two steps back, and Wang Shanshui on the opposite side also took two steps back in surprise.

"Blocked?" Wang Shanshui's eyes were a little surprised. Originally, in his opinion, even if he did not use his true energy, he could defeat Lin Chen with this blow. After all, his golden stick weighed 1,001 pounds.

"I also have a long stick. My long stick doesn't have such a domineering name. I call it a black long stick. I don't use my true energy. If you can block my stick, you are worthy of being my opponent." Lin Chen learned from Wang Shanshui's words and spoke lightly, and there was a long stick painted black and nearly two meters long on his hand.

Many disciples under the ring laughed loudly. Wang Shanshui was qualified to say this. After all, Wang Shanshui is very strong, and what about Lin Chen? He is only in the middle stage of Tiangang Realm.

Wang Shanshui also sneered disregardlessly.

"middle!"

Lin Chen shouted softly, raised the black stick high, and then smashed it hard at Wang Shanshui.

As Lin Chen hit the stick, a sudden shocking momentum burst out, causing the faces of many disciples around the ring to change. Wang Shanshui, who was locked by this momentum, changed his face even more. Without any hesitation, he quickly raised the golden stick, and the true energy of the Dantian gushed out wildly, covering the golden stick, trying to block Lin Chen's stick.

When ~

A dull sound rang.

Immediately afterwards, Wang Shanshui's face was pale, and his body, which was rolling on the ring, rolling several times, and fell to the ground in a mess. On Wang Shanshui's arms, there were several cracks, and blood flowed down. As long as he moved a little, he could feel a sharp pain. He gasped and his face was full of shock.
Chapter completed!