"It's so fast. One palm struck me, and the other attacked me. There was no time between the two palms." Feng Ze looked solemn.

Just now he used the Hundred Flame Palm to fight Fu Shijian, but in the end, Fu Shijian took out two palms in an instant, not only easily resisting his attack, but also injured Feng Ze.

"With your strength, I'm afraid you won't be able to make me draw my sword." Fu Shijian said lightly. There was a sharp sword on his back.

Fu Shijian is best at swordsmanship, but from the Inner Sect Competition until now, no one has ever asked him to draw his sword.

Under the ring, many disciples stared at Fu Shijian on the ring in stunned silence. The speed of those two palms just now was unbelievable.

But soon, many disciples looked excited.

"Senior Brother Fu is the first!" "Senior Brother Fu is the first!" "Senior Brother Fu is the first!"...

I don't know which disciple shouted loudly, and many disciples immediately followed suit and started shouting excitedly.

Among the crowd, Lin Chen looked at Fu Shijian with furrowed brows.

"Is this the artistic conception? The speed is so fast."

Lin Chen's frown became deeper and deeper. The other disciples could not clearly see the two palms that Fu Shijian had just taken, but Lin Chen could see them clearly. More importantly, at the moment when Fu Shijian took those palms just now,

, something seemed to flash through Lin Chen's mind.

"What is it! What on earth is it!"

Lin Chen roared in his heart.

In the Tianling Continent, there are some geniuses with monstrous talents who can break through in battles, and there are also geniuses who can learn something from just watching other people's competitions.

And Lin Chen belongs to this kind of genius.

The mystery that flashed through Lin Chen's mind was definitely related to the artistic conception displayed by Fu Shijian.

"But... what on earth is that?" Lin Chen frowned.

Thinking in his mind, Lin Chen pondered.

"Fu Shijian uses artistic conception. The artistic conception he understands is different from my half-step sword intention. His artistic conception may be slow or fast. My half-step sword intention, on the other hand, has unparalleled attack power. Looking at Tianling Continent,

, there are very few artistic conceptions that can rival the sword's will."

These are two completely different artistic conceptions.

Lin Chen's half-step sword intention is much more powerful than the one comprehended by Fu Shijian. Naturally, it is also very difficult to comprehend.

but……

Is the artistic conception that Fu Shijian comprehends the artistic conception of slowness or the artistic conception of speed?

While Lin Chen was thinking, Feng Ze's body moved again on the ring.

"Hmph, it's a little too early to say that you can't draw your sword now." Feng Ze roared, and his body suddenly moved at an extremely fast speed. However, compared with Fu Shijian, it was like a snail and a hare. It was not at all.

One level.

On the other side, Fu Shijian still had a faint smile on his face, as if he didn't care about Feng Ze's attack.

Seeing Fu Shijian despise him so much, Feng Ze couldn't help but show a look of anger on his face.

"Crazy Flame Palm!"

The true energy in Feng Ze's Dantian surged out of his body crazily, and the crimson color on his body became thicker and thicker. His whole body seemed to be on fire.

There were a lot of erratic flames in his hands. These flames could be seen with the naked eye, but they were invisible and qualityless, just like will-o'-the-wisps, giving people an extremely frightening feeling.

With a roar, Feng Ze's body quickly rushed towards Fu Shijian, and his hands burning with flames also struck Fu Shijian hard. Immediately, a horrifying aura rose into the sky.

Under the ring, many disciples had fear in their eyes. Some disciples with lower strength were even frightened by the momentum released by Feng Ze, and they couldn't help but stomp back a few steps.

"What a powerful momentum." Lin Chen also woke up from his meditation and looked at Feng Ze who was rushing towards Fu Shijian with a solemn face.

On the ring, Feng Ze's hands burning with flames finally rushed in front of Fu Shijian, and he was about to attack Fu Shijian. And you must know that with Feng Ze's attack, its power can definitely kill the peak Tiangang realm warrior.

Once an attack hits Fu Shijian, I'm afraid Fu Shijian will also be injured.

at this time--

Fu Shijian suddenly raised his hands, this time even faster than before. As his hands moved, afterimages appeared on the ring, as if thousands of hands were attacking Feng Ze at the same time.

Bang bang bang bang bang bang...

In an instant, Fu Shijian hit Feng Ze more than ten times in a row. Every attack made Feng Ze's face change.

Feng Ze's double palm attack had been invisibly broken by Fu Shijian.

"Fu Shijian has such a high level of understanding that he deserves to be the leader of the new generation of disciples of Tianji Sect. He has initially understood the artistic conception at the peak of Tiangang Realm." At the VIP table, the elder of Lanshan Gate exclaimed.

"Ordinary warriors, if they want to understand the artistic conception, must at least be at the late stage of the True Dao Realm, but Fu Shijian is only at the peak of the Tiangang Realm. His potential is limitless." A leader of the forces next to him nodded and sighed.

Not far away, an elder of the Tianji Sect nodded secretly: "Fu Shijian's qualifications and talents are excellent, but he has such an understanding at the peak of the Tiangang Realm. It seems that he has practiced extremely hard and diligently. This son can be cultivated as the future pillar of the Tianji Sect.

As for Feng Ze, he is also a rare genius and can be used as an elite disciple."

"puff……"

After receiving this blow from Fu Shijian, Feng Ze opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood. His body flew dozens of feet away and he lay on the ring with his chest heaving rapidly.

"You lost." Fu Shijian put his hands behind his back and said calmly.

Feng Ze took a deep breath and stood up from the ground with a wry smile. Suddenly, he slightly bowed towards Fu Shijian and said in a deep voice: "Thank you, Senior Brother Fu, for showing mercy."

Fu Shijian nodded lightly.

Seeing this situation, Feng Ze did not hesitate. He turned around and jumped off the ring easily. Feng Ze knew clearly in his heart that Fu Shijian's ten consecutive palm attacks just now did not use all his strength, but his speed was extremely fast.

Among the dozen palms struck by Fu Shijian, even with half of his true energy, Feng Ze would have been seriously injured at least.

Not a match at all.

Even if Feng Ze continues to fight, he will only be tortured by Fu Shijian.

There was an uproar under the arena, and many disciples looked at Fu Shijian with admiration.

Fu Shijian's strength greatly exceeded the expectations of many disciples. Even Feng Ze could not force Fu Shijian's full strength.

"I'm really looking forward to it. I don't know who can force Senior Brother Fu to use his full strength. Maybe, in this inner sect competition, no one can force Senior Brother Fu to use his full strength." A disciple said with admiration.

Among the crowd, Lin Chen fell into deep thought after watching the ring match between Fu Shijian and Feng Ze.

"Fu Shijian wins!" As the referee announced, Fu Shijian slowly walked down from the ring. Suddenly, his eyes accidentally saw Lin Chen, and Fu Shijian's heart skipped a beat.

"Epiphany!?" Fu Shijian exclaimed and looked at Lin Chen in shock.

The so-called epiphany is when a warrior gets inspiration in an instant and enters a state of enlightenment. The state of epiphany is something that can be encountered but cannot be sought. Once enlightenment is achieved, the strength of the warrior can be increased at least several times or even ten times.

When Fu Shijian understood the artistic conception, he actually entered into an epiphany and then realized the artistic conception.

He knew very well how difficult it was to enter a state of enlightenment.

Without monster-like talent and tenacious perseverance, it is impossible to achieve this. Fu Shijian has only entered enlightenment for the only time since his cultivation.

But soon, Fu Shijian's brows wrinkled.

He saw Lin Chen's brows suddenly furrowed and his eyes opened. He seemed to have noticed Fu Shijian's gaze, and Lin Chen also looked over.

Seeing this situation, Fu Shijian smiled: "This is not a state of enlightenment. Lin Chen must have had some insights before falling into deep thought."

Is it so easy to enter enlightenment? Fu Shijian knew in his heart that Lin Chen might have good talent, but he was not that evil.

Without looking at Lin Chen again, Fu Shijian turned around and left.

Lin Chen, on the other hand, was still standing where he was, looking at Fu Shijian's retreating back.

"I don't know whether he comprehends the artistic conception of speed or the artistic conception of slowness." Lin Chen secretly thought, then turned around and walked toward the outskirts of the square.

While walking, Lin Chen pondered.

In the distance, Xue Lingyun, who had also finished the group competition, saw Lin Chen's meditative back. She originally wanted to go over but stopped immediately.

"Lin Chen seems to have some understanding. I'd better not disturb him." Xue Lingyun was not surprised. Lin Chen's understanding was there. Xue Lingyun could understand it after watching a competition.

While Xue Lingyun was thinking, Ao Xin walked over with a depressed expression.

"It's really frustrating. Originally, I thought I would be lucky in this group competition and meet a disciple with a lower strength, but I ended up meeting such a powerful master." Ao Xin muttered.

"Master?" Hearing this, Xue Lingyun turned her head and looked at Ao Xin doubtfully. Ao Xin's strength has also improved a lot since her breakthrough in cultivation. The average disciple at the top of the Tiangang Realm is not Ao Xin's opponent at all.

Anyone who can be called a master by Ao Xin must be very strong.

Ao Xin nodded and said: "Yes, his name is Wu Rong, and he is also at the peak of the Tiangang Realm. His sword skills are extremely sharp. I feel... just like when I saw Lin Chen use his sword skills before."

"Same as when Lin Chen used his sword skills?"

Xue Lingyun was slightly shocked.

She knew in her heart that Lin Chen had half a step of understanding the sword intention, but every time Lin Chen released his sword power to attack, it was hidden on the sword, so Ao Xin and others did not understand it.

But this doesn't mean that Ao Xin doesn't know Lin Chen's powerful and fierce swordsmanship when he displays his sword power.

At this moment, Ao Xin said that Wu Rong's sword skills were the same as those used by Lin Chen. Doesn't that mean...Wu Rong understood the power of the sword?

It's the same as sword strength, isn't it just sword strength?

Xue Lingyun shook her head slightly in her heart, without thinking much, and immediately walked out of the square with Ao Xin while chatting.

This inner sect competition has been going on so far, and the top thirteen have been decided. Tomorrow, these thirteen disciples will compete against each other one by one. The winner will get one point, the loser will deduct one point, and there will be a tie.

No points will be added or deducted, and the final ranking will be based on the number of points.

In other words, if you win completely, you will get twelve points.

In Lin Chen's courtyard.

In the center of the courtyard, Lin Chen was quietly cross-legged on the ground. Sometimes his brows were furrowed, and sometimes his brows were spread. After a moment, Lin Chen suddenly stood up, pulled out the True Spirit Sword with a clang, and started making gestures on the spot.

Lin Chen drew his sword faster and faster, and in the end, it was no less than the dozens of palms Fu Shijian had used before.

But when he fired more than ten swords, Lin Chen suddenly stopped, frowning and thinking to himself: "No, no! I hit these ten swords, and there was a gap between each sword. At that time, Fu Shijian was
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