"Sage Mingye does have the ability to be crazy."

Practitioners all worship the strong. Although the words and deeds of Holy Son Mingye are unpleasant, many disciples still worship him after he defeated Holy Son Chongtian.

Whoosh!

After Saint Son of Ming Ye left the sword platform, a woman wearing a pure white skirt walked up with her feet on white clouds. She was the Holy Maiden of Huan Zhen.

She has a youthful appearance and a soft temperament, just like an orchid. Her voice is soft and gentle: "Senior Sister Qinqing, how about we have a competition?"

"good!"

Saint Qinqing smiled generously, stepped on the blue waves, and flew onto the sword platform. Her green clothes were flying like a blooming green lotus. She was noble and holy, and instantly attracted the attention of many disciples.

"Saint Qinqing is so beautiful, and Saint Huanzhen is also good-looking. She simply makes people want to protect her."

"Okay, why are you daydreaming in broad daylight? Put away your little thoughts. Are Saint Qinqing and Saint Huanzhen also something you can think about?"

"What are you talking about? Oh, forget it, it seems that I am the only one paying attention to the competition between the two saints, and you are all thinking wildly."

All good men like beautiful women, and stunning women like Saint Qinqing and Saint Huanzhen are loved by countless male disciples.

They stood on the sword platform, just like two beautiful scenery lines, but there were far fewer people paying attention to their competition.

In fact, not to mention the ordinary disciples, even the saints in the Holy Son Academy, half of them admired them, and the other half admired Saint Liyuan and Saint Yanqing.

Seeing that Holy Son Yunfeng was looking at them intently, Lin Chen joked: "It is difficult for a hero to be a beauty."

Holy Son Yunfeng looked embarrassed and said in a low voice: "Holy Son of Heavenly Sword, what kind of hero am I? Don't talk about me. Even Holy Son Xuhuai and the others can only hit a wall in front of them."

Lin Chen smiled when he heard this and said: "The more outstanding a woman is, the harder it is to pursue her."

I recall that he had gone through many twists and turns in order to be with Xue Lingyun and Xia Lan.

Holy Son Yunfeng was stunned when he heard this, then nodded in agreement and said with a smile: "But I just admire them simply and have no other intentions."

After saying this, he said in a joking tone: "For cultivators like us, love is important, but cultivation is even more important."

"This is true too."

Lin Chen nodded. Most of the practitioners he had met were devoted to cultivation. There were only a few people like him who got married early and had children.

But Lin Chen has never regretted it. He feels that having two wives and a pair of children who love him in this life is both a great happiness and a great luck.

It is precisely because of their support and encouragement that Lin Chen is able to reach where he is today. It is also because of them that his cultivation path is more motivated.

This made Lin Chen feel a little sorry for his two wives. They supported him in coming here, but he had not been able to create a stable living environment.

He still needs to work hard!

Lin Chen thought silently.

One day, he will return home in fine clothes like the top scholar, bring them here to reunite with their family, and live a beautiful life like before in the World of Swords.

Just when Lin Chen was missing his two wives and children, Saint Huanzhen and Saint Qinqing on the sword platform had already joined hands.

Saint Huanzhen is famous for her illusion skills, while Saint Qinqing is as good at swordsmanship as the harp.

As soon as the two women fought, beautiful pictures appeared on the sword platform, including mountains and rivers, grasslands, and flower beds. At the same time, a melodious and melodious sword chant sounded like the sound of a piano.

Their swordsmanship is also very graceful and highly ornamental, like the dancing of fairies.

At this moment, both the ordinary disciples and the Holy Son were silent in their competition, as if they were watching one beautiful scene after another, mesmerized.

Most of the disciples had almost forgotten that they were competing, but Holy Son Xuhuai and others were still extremely calm and could feel the terrifying power from it.

Lin Chen could also feel it, and looked at it very carefully, calmly analyzing their strengths and weaknesses.

The swordsmanship of Saint Qin Qing has a charm of Qin skill. It is better at long-distance attacks, ethereal and agile. The spiritual attack is greater than the physical attack and shorter than the close combat.

Looking at the Holy Maiden of Fantasy, her illusion skills are also shorter than melee combat, but the attack range of illusion skills is extremely wide, and it has a great impact on the spirit and will.

The great thing about her is that although her level is obviously lower than that of Saint Qinqing, her strength is not weak at all, and she even has an advantage.

Soon, Lin Chen had the answer in his mind.

After about a stick of incense, the answer was revealed.

"The Holy Maiden of Fantasy wins!"

The voice of the second elder spread throughout Zishan and beyond.

I saw that Saint Huanzhen had not changed at all, her face was still a little rosy, her eyes were clear and moving, her white dress was not stained by a trace of dust, and she was as pure as an orchid.

Saint Qinqing's condition was much worse than hers. Her cheeks were white, her eyebrows were furrowed like distant mountains, her lips were trembling slightly, and she was in very poor spirits.

There were no external injuries on her body, but her spirit and will were tortured, which made people feel sad to see her.

"well!"

The disciples who admired her sighed one after another, while the disciples who admired Saint Huan Zhen cheered enthusiastically: "Saint Huan Zhen has won, won."

Holy Son Xuhuai and others looked at Saint Huanzhen in surprise, as if they did not expect that she could defeat Saint Qinqing.

Saint Yunfeng was a little confused and asked: "Sir, Saint Tianjian, Saint Qinqing just fell into the illusion of Saint Huanzhen and didn't come out, right?"

Lin Chen nodded and replied: "To be more precise, her spirit fell into the illusion, she had self-doubt, and she was unable to come out."

Upon hearing this, Holy Son Yunfeng looked very solemn and said, "Has Saint Huanzhen's illusion skills become so powerful?"

"Actually, it is difficult to crack her illusion. It is not difficult to say that it is not difficult."

Lin Chen pondered for a while and explained in detail: "The illusion she cast is 30% fake and 70% real. As long as you can tell it apart, half the battle is won, but..."

Speaking of this, Lin Chen paused for a moment, looked at Saint Huanzhen, and then said: "Her illusions can be overlapped. There is falsehood in the true, and true in the false. Among the three, spirit, will, and belief, as long as

If you waver, you will fall into a state of self-doubt and lead to failure."

A Huanzhen Saint and a Mingye Saint are not easy to change!

Holy Son Yunfeng was shocked and doubtful for a moment, with a hint of fear in his eyes. After a moment of silence, he said: "Holy Son of Heavenly Sword, you can see everything clearly, but I can't see even three points from it. I'm not as good as you."

Lin Chen smiled and said: "If you fight her and focus on firm belief, you still have a chance of winning."

After that, he sighed again: "This is why after cultivating to the realm of the God Emperor of Nothingness, you pay more attention to the cultivation of the power of faith."

Upon hearing this, Holy Son Yunfeng suddenly felt a sense of enlightenment and said sincerely: "Holy Son of Heavenly Sword, listening to your words is worth ten years of reading. Thank you very much."

"When did you become so polite?" Lin Chen smiled.

"That's right, we are friends. Now many people say that I had the foresight to get to know you in advance so that they would not have a chance." Holy Son Yunfeng nodded and smiled.

Lin Chen smiled hoarsely, and suddenly heard a voice coming from the direction of the sword platform: "Sir of Heavenly Sword, Qian Tian has praised you very much, so your performance is indeed as he said, so I want to challenge you."
Chapter completed!